PS: The editor said that this book will be on the shelves next Friday. I hope everyone will leave some monthly votes for me. Then there will be three updates next Monday, and 20 updates on Friday.
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"OH! My God, lucky Ah Mo, are you prepared to maintain your damn luck until the finals?"
William Jacques held his head with his hands. He felt desperate: "In the first round, the opponent's armor was damaged, and then he was exempted from fighting for three whole rounds! Shit, I think you must have been kissed by the goddess of luck this month. It's simply
It’s unbelievable, I must be dreaming right now,”
The two coaches present, as well as other students, were looking at Li Mochen with inhuman eyes.
The latter shrugged, expressing his innocence.
More than a month has passed since the wish he made for the 'Shenxiao Spiritual Fortune Purple Gold Pagoda' in the Realm of the Original Firmament, and it should have expired long ago.
So this was probably the work of the Naison Sports Group - Li Mochen didn't know how they did it. He could only hope that the people from the Naison Group would do it through legal means and not harm his opponents.
Li Mochen didn't wait long. A coach assigned by Louise Linden to inquire about the news quickly brought the answer.
"This Iseult was poached by a school on the West Coast two days ago. Not only did the school give him the most generous scholarship, but they also promised to recommend him to Stanford."
So a group of people here started talking again,
"How is this possible? This guy is already in the eleventh grade, right? What can they do after they recruit him? Participate in two semesters of competitions?"
"I heard that although Iseult is very talented in swordsmanship, his talent in cultivation is only average, so he is only at level four now."
"I don't know, but I think they always have a reason."
"Look at this guy's shitty luck, I still want to see his jokes today."
"It's a good thing for the club. Our hope of accumulating team points is getting bigger and bigger."
William Jacques did not speak this time. He directly touched Li Mochen's hand. This made the latter immediately shudder, and his eyes showed a sharp look: "What are you doing?"
"Let me try my luck."
William replied calmly: "The coach said that my opponent this time is of equal strength to me, and the outcome of both sides should be 55-50."
Li Mochen grinned, then picked up his sword bag and walked over to the familiar rostrum. But just as he reported to the staff of the competition committee and was about to leave, a group of people carrying long guns suddenly appeared around him.
The cannons surrounded him.
"Is this classmate Andre? I'm a reporter from Atlanta Sports Weekly. Could you spare some time and accept an interview with us?"
"Hello, classmate Andre, I'm from the Atlanta Daily Telegraph. I would like to ask classmate Andre, how do you feel about your good luck? According to the situation we have now, you won an amazing victory in the first round.
After you were lucky enough to defeat your opponent, you haven't stood in the ring for three rounds, right? Either it was a bye, or your opponent had various accidents?"
"As long as you pass the next round, you can enter the top sixty-four. Please tell me, classmate Andre, do you think your good luck will continue?"
"I heard that your classmates call you Lucky Andre, right?"
Li Mochen didn't look surprised at all. Carl Holden had already mentioned it to him. Naison Sports Group would arrange publicity resources for him at the right time and arouse public attention by creating controversy.
For this situation, Carl Holden has taught him how to deal with it——
Li Mochen straightened his face and faced these reporters: "Sorry, I don't have time for a separate interview. Since you want to ask, let me answer a few simple questions here. First of all, my first round was not an accident.
, I relied on my own strength to defeat the opponent, and the armor of Naisen Sports Group did not malfunction. Secondly, I don’t think that the subsequent rounds were luck. No matter who the opponent was, I was confident that I could defeat them. In fact,
I think the opponents in these two rounds are not my equal. I am bound to win the city MOS championship this time.”
William Jacques happened to be nearby. When he heard this sentence, he not only said "Wow" again, but also let out an incredible exclamation.
He was such a BUDDY, he could never stop talking without surprising anyone. He didn't even blink when he was bragging. William felt like he almost believed it.
The reporters were also slightly stunned, and then there was an uproar.
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"So, you don't have to participate in the battle this round?"
An hour later, outside the Ghost City in the Dark World, Alyssa also said in incredible words: "Oh my god, I feel now that you must be the illegitimate son of the goddess of luck."
It was just that she and Li Mochen were sitting on a modified Varyag armored off-road vehicle. They were sitting in the driver's and passenger's seats, and behind them were two bodyguards, Qitai and Brent Goodman.
They spent a lot of money to rent this car, not only to accommodate Li Mochen's two entourages, but also to carry more supplies and loot.
This Varyag 'Berserker' has a speed of up to 290 kilometers per hour, and its passing ability and defense ability are also super strong. Not only can it float ten kilometers in the air, it can also fight head-on against two level 11 magical creatures.
Without losing anything. In addition, it has a cargo carrying capacity of up to seven tons, and it also has a heavy-duty magic pattern machine gun on the top that is extremely lethal.
"It has nothing to do with luck, it must be something someone did off the field."
Li Mochen looked out the window casually: "Naisen Sports Group hopes that I can defeat James Langster, who was the runner-up in the last Atlanta Middle School MOS individual competition. Before that, they hope to use my 'good luck' to create hype
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"I probably understand!"
Alyssa looked astonished: "In other words, you can still win the game next week without a fight, right?"
"I don't know, maybe?"
Li Mochen shrugged, and then asked, "Alyssa, do you think I need to care? What I'm more curious about now is, where are you planning to go today?"
Alyssa couldn't help but step on the accelerator speechlessly. Li Mochen's words deserved a beating, but she knew that this guy was not actually arrogant.
"We're going to the Blackfire Wasteland this time. As I mentioned to you before, that's where you can really make a lot of money."
In fact, she had this plan at the end of last week. Having the 'Holy Thunder Judgment' and Li Mochen, the top-level armor, already made her confident.
And this time the two bodyguards sitting on the back seat made her even more reassured. She thought that no matter how bad the situation was, someone would know the truth. Their current strength was equivalent to that of a small hunting group. As long as they
Even if you provoke too powerful magical creatures, you don't have to worry about safety.
Behind Alyssa, Qitai and Brent Goodman looked at each other with awe in their eyes,
Blackfire Wasteland - that is not a kind place. It is the largest gathering place of magical creatures around the Ghost City. Legend has it that there are even demons haunting here.
But Qitai hesitated for a moment, and still suppressed his intention to persuade. This was out of confidence in his own strength. He and Brent teamed up to have the ability to enter the outer reaches of the Blackfire Wasteland. And the armored off-road vehicle they were riding in