In Box No. 15, Belinda Harris was looking at the ring below with a knotted brow, her face full of confusion.
"Do you think that guy can win?"
"If it's a fair fight, then lucky Andre has a 100% chance of winning."
The person who answered next to him was a sturdy man in his thirties wearing sunglasses. This is Belinda Harris’s security consultant: “Don’t be fooled by those media comments. I noticed that the people who spoke out at this time
, they are all well-known so-called experts in some places, or some retired fighters with less outstanding strength. But those real fighting celebrities and senior commentators have not conducted in-depth discussions on Andre’s true strength, or even
It’s just to avoid talking about it.”
"That means that guy is determined to win, right?
Belinda clenched her fists: "Damn it! Angela will definitely like him more."
"That doesn't necessarily mean we can win."
The security consultant shook his head: "I have many comrades in Atlanta, and I can get some information from them. It is not easy to know that this young master of the Wildenstein family is facing an extremely powerful man.
Opponent. Therefore, off-field factors cannot be ignored. They will try every means to defeat this player. And Arcadis Sports Goods Company will not sit back and watch their players lose consecutive games at the hands of this player."
"Miss Harris, do you need me to do anything for you?"
This voice came from a woman dressed in workplace attire: "As long as you are willing, we can try to manipulate the results of the game. We can't do anything about today's game, but there are still ways to manipulate it in subsequent games. We can make him ruined.
, it is impossible to appear in front of you and Miss Medici again!"
"You can try——"
Before Belinda could say the word 'try' completely, she felt an inexplicable irritation and disgust in her heart. She felt very uncomfortable when she thought that this might hurt that hateful boy.
"Why do you do this? This is a despicable thing. You can't hurt my Andre. I hate you. Get out of here. From now on, you will be fired by me!"
The working woman suddenly turned pale and looked at Belinda with a blank look that she didn't understand at all, and then looked at her colleagues around her.
She didn’t understand how the tried-and-true method of pleasing Belinda Harris in the past suddenly failed today.
The security consultant noticed the colleague's questioning gaze and couldn't help but secretly sigh. He probably knew the reason. This should be the backlash of the 'Eros Gaze'. Although Belinda herself is still trying her best to resist it, sooner or later
He will be caught up in his passionate feelings for Andre and be unable to extricate himself.
But this cannot be blamed on the other party. When this young lady used her innate charm skills and the 'Love God's Gaze', she had great malice. Now that she has fallen into the hands of the other party, what is there to complain about?
At this time, the working woman's gaze had turned to asking for help. After thinking about it, the security consultant decided to help her: "Miss, Barari just wants to help you. If you don't want to, don't let her intervene."
Just intervene. EMM~The game begins.”
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In the large arena, it has indeed entered the final countdown stage before the competition.
"three!two!one!zero!start!"
When the referee said the word "start", Cadio Rod's body had already begun to swell, and his eyes began to glow red.
In just two breaths, Cadio Rod's entire body had swelled to a height of 2.4 meters. His armor seemed to have been specially modulated, and it perfectly adapted to the changes in his body.
This scene also made the audience in the stands excited, and they cheered and screamed.
"A seventh-level berserker, this is the bloodline of the Minotaur Minotaur!"
"It's such a strong momentum, it's almost like it condensed into source armor."
"Haha, that boy will definitely lose!"
"Listen, your luck ends here! From now on, you will be unlucky Andre, and Cadio will definitely smash you!"
"Behold, this is our great warrior Cadio Rod!"
"Just admit defeat now, at least you won't lose too badly!"
"Good job Cadio, go and smash him! If I were you, I would definitely smash his hateful face into a mess!"
At this time, most of the women who came to the scene to watch the match covered their lips with their hands in shock and worry.
"I hate your face too. Please protect it, Mr. Wildenstein!"
Following this roar, Cadio's figure suddenly brought up a blood shadow, which struck in front of Li Mochen like a strong wind.
Compared with the Mana Warrior's 'Power Crash' skill, the Berserker's 'Wild Impact' is more domineering, more powerful, and much more powerful and violent in power and speed!
But opposite him, Li Mochen didn't even draw his sword. He just turned slightly to the side, instead of retreating, he advanced, avoiding the swiping Viking battle ax in a timeless manner, and then with one move, Cadio...
Rhodes' whole body flew into the air, flying for more than 30 meters without any control, and suddenly hit the ground outside the ring with a loud bang.
This situation immediately caused most of the surrounding stands to fall into dead silence and silence.
Until the referee waved the red flag and announced loudly, "Falled out of the ring, five points", they could not recover. On the contrary, the female spectators let out waves of screams as if they were having an orgasm.
"This is the skill of lifting a thousand pounds with four ounces."
In Box 45, Oliver's eyes narrowed slightly: "He was able to defeat James Langster before, and it was indeed not due to luck. His speed is also very fast, exceeding the level of a normal fifth-level magic swordsman."
"This Cadio, his movements are very uncoordinated. It should be a sequelae of the modulation."
Jennifer Wildenstein frowned and looked at Abraham Archibald's Box 9 with a bit of disappointment: "If this is the extent, then this guy will definitely lose!"
"indeed!"
Oliver could understand Jennifer's mood. Today's battle will, to a large extent, determine the future situation that their young lady will face.
"But I guess Mr. Archibald and Speaker Jacks will not be so pretentious. This should be the problem with Cadio Rhodes himself."
At this time, in Box 9, Abraham Archibald's face was livid: "Does he really think he can defeat Andre Lee Wildenstein with his own strength? We have all already
It's useless to say that. And his coach is just a piece of shit!"
"Children are inevitably naive."
The demeanor and tone of Mayor Cressy Jacks remained calm and calm: "Cadio still has two chances, and he hasn't lost yet. His opponent will make him realize the reality."