The man in robes high in the sky looked at Philip I, who had already stepped half into the void: "The game is not over yet."
"It's over. Andre's strength far exceeds that of Williams. It's obvious that even if he becomes your voter, he is no match for that guy. Next, the difference is just how many rounds he wins."
"I don't have time to watch a losing battle here. This chess piece has been destroyed. But you can try to let Williams last a little longer, which may allow my descendants to make less money."
By the time he finished this sentence, Philip I had completely disappeared into the void.
"It's heartless, but he's right."
The man in the robe murmured, and with one move, he grabbed a golden ball of light from the western void.
"How much less money will he make if he makes less money? Look, I can feel the faith in the Force stirring in this city. Countless boys and girls are about to go crazy for him."
His eyes fell on the young man in the gym again, and then he licked the corners of his lips greedily: "Philip, not only Jennifer, this descendant of yours also has coveted talents."
But this man glanced at the depths of the void fearfully, and finally left through the void.
At the same time, in another box in the Temple Gymnasium, Li Mochen's next opponent, Green Adams, looked at Li Mochen on the ring with a dazed expression, his eyes shocked and unbelievable.
His agent, Ms. Edith, patted his shoulder with a bitter smile.
"The plan has changed. This is not an opponent you can defeat. Green, I think you should be honest and fight him for a hundred rounds."
Green Adams was obviously reluctant, but the many sponsors gathered in the box did not take his personal will to heart.
"The previous plan was cancelled. This person is no longer an opponent that can be defeated in high school. That will only bring humiliation to himself and ruin Adams' future."
"Look at his swordsmanship, look at his skills in using magic power, I think the God of War is nothing more than that -"
"Shit! Do you know, everyone? Yesterday, Professor Estandine sent a notification letter to the Magic Association. Andre Lee Wildenstein has become his disciple and introduced him. What does this mean? What does it mean?
He will appear at Stanford University in the second half of this year."
"Oh my god, I don't want such a scary monster to join the NCAA (National Collegiate Athletic Association) fighting league, it will be a disaster. No one in the NCAA can stop him. Their sponsors will use the influence of the NCAA
, make him red until he turns purple."
"I think we can encourage him to join nmosa (National Comprehensive Cold Arms Combat Alliance) early. Only in the professional arena can we organize enough power to compete with him, defeat him, and even destroy him."
"This is a very good idea, but the question is, can it be done? nmosa may not allow him to gain more benefits."
At this moment, Green Adams suddenly heard a 'bang' explosion. He looked sideways and found that it was the box next to his. The one-way transparent bulletproof glass had a huge hole opened from the inside.
Two figures appeared inside.
One is Lauren Leonard, CEO of the Western Region of Naison Sports Group. His face is pale and his eyes are red. He looks like a vampire; the other is Felton Williams’ agent.
, also has a pale face.
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Dwight Payton is no longer interested in playing. He is communicating with others on his mobile phone.
"Asking Andre to be merciful to Williams? No, no, I can't do it. Andre is not a gentleman I can influence. Interference at this time is also illegal and he will bear legal responsibility."
"I know this will affect the image of the product to a certain extent, but the problem is that the impact has been caused and it is irreversible, right? Williams used some other means to anger our Andre."
"I can give you the phone number of the coach at Linden College, and you can try to contact him. However, if this arouses the resentment of Mr. Wildenstein and leads to failure in the subsequent signing of the contract, you must bear full responsibility."
"Sorry, that's it. I'm hanging up the phone."
Dwight smiled and pressed the red button to end the call. He looked behind him. Carl Holden was pushing the door open and walking in. This man had taken advantage of the commercial break to walk towards several studios.
A trip.
"According to the results obtained through private channels, the ratings of several TV stations broadcasting the event did not fall but increased. The nationwide ratings may have exceeded 11%."
After saying this, Karl also looked at Edward Jeffries on the other side, who was also on the phone: "It seems that Mr. Jeffries also has good news."
"That's right."
Agent Jeffries handed the phone to his assistant with a smile on his face: "It's Kendania Fast Food Company. They also want to sign Amo. I've received three calls like this. Shit, fast food restaurant
They also want to sign our prince, although their offer is indeed very high. Five hundred million gold shields in six years, this is really crazy——"
But before he finished speaking, the phone that the assistant took over rang again, which made Jeffries' face full of helplessness.
At this time in the ring, Williams returned to the ring. He fell a little hard, but with the protection of the source armor and armor, he was almost unscathed.
But this West Coast fighting star looked a little dazed when he stood on the stage again after five minutes of rest and recovery.
That great being took away everything given to him a few minutes ago, which made him panic. The feeling of being deceived and abandoned, and the feeling of powerlessness covering his whole body, made his mind gradually fall into a dark abyss, unable to extricate himself, and he could not help himself.
Know how to deal with the upcoming battle.
Opposite Williams, Li Mochen's eyes revealed a bit of disappointment.
After the divine power is taken away, you can no longer even fight normally?
Li Mochen shook his head, and the referee on the spot waved the red flag and said the word "starts". Li Mochen didn't use any magic and just moved forward.
Opposite him, Felton Williams didn't know how to deal with it at all. He seemed to want to use a magic, but hesitated and started to use swordsmanship instead.
But it was too late at this time. Li Mochen's feet were already filled with lightning, and he struck Felton Williams in the waist with a forward slash that was almost exactly the same as in the first round.
This time the latter did not have the blessing of magic, and the result was even more tragic than before. The whole person flew more than twenty meters before falling to the ground with a loud noise.
After the sword strike was completed, Li Mochen didn't even look at the figure rolling out. He walked directly to the audience, then threw the sword in his hand to the head coach Rikar next to him, and began to speak with several staff members.
With help, he took off his armor.
At this time, the stands on all sides were full of girls screaming and cheering wildly!