Li Mochen was in the presidential suite of the Heard Hotel in Los Angeles. The TV set in the living room was playing the program "Today's Arena Focus".
"——It seems that you have reached a consensus. Tonight, there will be a battle between two monsters. So the next question is, who is stronger among the two?"
"There is no doubt that it is Felton Williams! Not only is he older, he is also an outlaw. He is also very good in combat skills. He has a level of 13s and is a master of this level."
"I also think it's Williams. Let me tell you here, I have seen some training videos of Williams classmates. I can't say more about the specific situation, but his power has exceeded the level of high school or even college.
, can already establish itself in the professional league."
"Williams! Come on, everyone, it's not two hundred years ago now. Indeed, famous families have strong bloodlines, more reasonable and scientific cultivation methods, and they also have endless money. But fighting talent
But there is no way to use this method
I remember that from the 1960s to the 1980s, there were dozens of guys from the upper class who wanted to try professional fighting, including two children of the Supreme Family, but they were all without exception.
They were all beaten all over their heads."
"I think it's Lucky Andre! Haven't you discovered how powerful he is? Since the state league, he has never used more than the power of a ninth-level professional, and it was 100 rounds accurately! He is obviously comfortable with it.
, He has plenty of ability to do it. As a child of a top noble family, I don’t think anyone will think that his true strength is only a ninth-level magic professional? I am looking forward to him showing his full strength-"
"Wow, Mr. Clay, you are the only one among all the guests here who thinks Andre will win. So how many rounds do you think Andre will win? Is it also an exact hundred rounds?"
The bald middle-aged man on the TV hesitated a little: "About fifty rounds, right? The process shouldn't be too difficult."
"This is slightly more conservative compared to the guess of Desaro Punk, the retired war king and two-time nmosa gold belt winner. But the war king believes that Andre's winning time will not exceed ten
round--"
At this time, the host paused: "Everyone, the results of our telephone survey are out. Currently, among the two hundred people we randomly selected, 30% think Felton Williams will lose.
Three, while those who hold the opposite conclusion are 62%, and the remaining 5% think it is a tie. Then those who want Williams to win are 56%, while the lucky Andre stands
Over here, 42% are, and the rest have no position and just want to see a wonderful game."
"Let's hear what they said about the game after the investigation. This is Mr. Derry from Georgia. He said he would like to see Andre get his head broken by Williams."
"There is also Mr. Richard from North Carolina. He said that he hates people like Andre who rely on his family background and financial resources to bully ordinary people in the ring."
"As well as Mr. Carnell of New Tennessee, he said that he supported Andre and that he had known this man. Although he was born into a famous family, Andre Lee Wildenstein did have the wealth through his own efforts.
His current identity and status. He is a mixed race and is actually not popular among the noble families. It is not easy to get to where he is now."
"Next is Ms. Claudia from California. She said, come on, Your Highness, she likes Andre very much and also likes the comic book "The King of Wrath"."
"It's still Ms. Satya from California. She said wait, Andre, Williams will definitely sweep you away. The high school fighting schools in California are the strongest in the country. Williams will be invincible."
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In front of the TV, Dwight Payton and his assistant Carl watched with interest. Until Li Mochen walked down from the second floor while making a phone call.
"It's done, right? Very good, then let's rest and recover first, and wait until I finish the game to act. Tell Dale that I don't want to use the right to force the mission twice a year now. It's best to hire someone this time.
In the form, I will give them 1.5 billion gold shields! She heard it and has already offered 600 million? She is only responsible for sealing the space and does not participate in the battle? No! No! I will give her 250 million at most. If it doesn’t work, forget it.
.ok, 450 million, deal done!”
After Li Mochen hung up the phone, he looked at the people in the living room. Then he hugged and hugged Dwight Payton with a dumb smile: "I didn't expect you to come here in person."
"This battle is critical, even more critical than the next one against Green Adams. So as early as three months ago, I booked a box at the Liberty Temple Stadium."
Dwight Payton also laughed: "My opponent is also paying close attention to this battle, so what are your plans now? I only care about this matter now."
"As you wish! I will destroy him and give him the most tragic failure."
Li Mochen's eyes flashed and his expression was cold.
He had hesitated about Dwight's proposal, but since this man was connected with Philip I, he was an unforgivable person in the mind of the original owner of the body.
Dwight suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "I'm looking forward to it."
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As soon as Li Mochen's special car left the hotel, he was surrounded by many people holding signs. All the way to the Liberty Temple Stadium, both sides were crowded with people.
Karl looked out through the car window and found that the people outside were basically divided into two groups. There were fewer people on one side, mostly women, and they were basically all dressed in platinum gold, which was very eye-catching - due to the cooperation between Naison Group and Catillo Clothing
According to publicity, this color was considered to be the color of 'Lucky Prince' Andrei. However, their momentum was suppressed by the more fanatical crowd around them.
Those people wore different clothes, swore all kinds of curse words, and held signs that made Carl frown.
Signs like 'You're not lucky anymore Andre', 'I don't understand how a mixed-race Asian deserves to be called a prince', and 'Williams must win' are fine.
However, highly humiliating and racially discriminatory words such as ‘Go to hell, you bastard’, ‘Go back to Georgia and eat shit’, ‘Son of a yellow-skinned pig’, are everywhere.
"California has an incredible passion for various fighting events. As one of the two newly rising fighting supernovas on the West Coast, Felton Williams has a large number of fans in Los Angeles."
Li Mochen's agent, Edward Jeffries, was also in the car. He frowned: "But the vast majority of them are well-educated, and most of them are leftists here. Someone is instigating this."
"There's no need to worry, Mr. Jeffries."
Dwight Payton was laughing: "Sooner or later, Ah Mo will conquer them, of course the vast majority of them. As for those racists, if they operate well, they can also gain sympathy for our prince."
At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly. He saw another bus, entering the inner lane of the Temple Stadium from another entrance next to it. He saw his competitor, the CEO of the Western Region, Loren Ray.
Nader, who was also looking at him through the car window. When their eyes met, sparks seemed to burst out in the air between them.