Rachel College, in a spacious and bright fitness room, James Lanster was wearing armor and lying on the ground with push-ups.

This kind of exercise is small and small for magic professions, and it may not allow oneself to exercise for ten thousand times in a row.

However, this special magic armor set on him is different. It can increase his weight by nearly eight tons, and protect his joints, and the whole body is subjected to even force and will not leave any damage.

James Lanster only completed a set of forty movements and had a slightly sweaty look on his forehead.

"So far, you have a game today, don't work too hard, just a set of actions to warm up."

At this time, a middle-aged man in sportswear walked in and pulled all the curtains one by one, making it dull and dull in the fitness room.

James Lanster frowned and noticed a frozen box in the middle-aged man's hand: "Vinson, are you starting the injection now? Time is ahead?"

“Before it.”

Coach Vinson has opened the freezer box: "The opponent you face this time may be very strong, although public opinion generally believes that the guy has just gotten this step by luck. Arcadis Sports Goods Company found out that the public opinion storm in the past two weeks was driven by Penguin Gambling Company. They are talking about Andre's luck and also have extremely high odds to attract people to bet. But they will not do a loss business. Arcadis Sports Goods Company also happens to know that Penguin Gambling Company's current CEO is closely related to Dwight Payton. From this, it is inferred that both Nesson Sports Group and Penguin Gambling Company believe that Andre Lee Wiltonstein has a very high chance of winning, and believes that this must be the player recommended by Nesson Group this year."

"They must not know that I have broken through level 7 in the near future?"

“That’s why Arcadis Sports Goods still has confidence in you.”

Coach Vinson explained: "But for the sake of vitality and guarantee a 100% chance of winning, we still have to continue to increase our goals?"

James Lanster hummed softly, looking dissatisfied: "So Arcadis asked me to inject this potion in advance?"

"How could it be said directly? It was just a hint, but the attitude of showing was very strong."

Coach Vinson has absorbed the potion from the freezer box into the syringe: "You can take off the shell of your body. I don't think you want to lose, James? If you decide to participate in the draft after high school, then the Atlanta City Fighting Championship will be extremely important. Nmosa (National Comprehensive Cold Weapon Fighting League) has only 72 places in the annual draft, unless you plan to accept at least a hundred times the salary gap from the secondary league. I'm not kidding, James, I guess that person has at least 8s level strength. If you want to beat him steadily, you have to have at least 9a."

James thought for a while, but he took off his armor one by one as he said: "I can inject it, but this needle is really fine, right? Isn't it really going to be detected?"

"Of course there is no problem. This is the latest development of Shadow Studio. A large part of its ingredient factors are similar to intermediate Titan potions. Current technical means cannot detect it. Even if some abnormalities are found, it can be explained that it is caused by the recent excessive use of intermediate Titan potions. After half a year or even a year, the event committee updated the test method, and this injection has no residue in your body."

Coach Vinson looked proud: "You have to thank me, James, and apart from me, Atlanta, few people can get the latest products from Shadow Studios. Even if you have money, it is useless. The efficacy of this thing can last for about half a year. In addition to increasing your physical strength, strength, and sensitivity, it can also greatly increase your body's coordination and balance ability. This is the most important thing. James, your fighting skills have never been perfect. You have never reached a stage of S level. This is because the coordination and balance ability are not up to standard. You have used too many drugs, which is beneficial to your rapid improvement, but how to master your body has become a problem."

But when Vinson was about to pierce the needle into James' arm, the latter hesitated.

"Okay James, even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in Arcadis Sports Products Company. They will never want the players they sponsor to be involved in the storm of illegal potions."

Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he inserted the needle directly and pushed all the potion into it in just a few seconds.

"Okay, don't worry too much. The risk of potions is much smaller than that of stimulants. Also, there are three nmosa players who have walked out of me. Are you all the nmosa superstars clean and flawless? Potions are common in nmosa, but because of the limited technology of the league's event committee, many of them cannot be found. You are just one of them now. So next, just prepare for the battle with peace of mind. This Andre Lee Wiltonstein is just a small footstone on your way to the superstar. Go over easily and prepare for the monster on the West Coast. That is the giant mountain that you can't cross."

"I will crush him! No matter what kind of strength this guy is."

James Lanster took a deep breath and clenched his fist hard, causing a "click" sound all over his body.

His eyes also showed a fire-like pupil: "He has made my championship journey defiled, right?"

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When the bus from Linden Academy came to Storm Stadium again, everyone in the car was frightened by the crowded atmosphere here.

Looking through the car window, I saw people everywhere on both sides of the road, crowded on the inside and outside, and people holding various slogans. As their bus passed by, people were slapped the window with force.

If this bus was not for the school bus standard, these windows might have been shattered by people outside.

"Wow, this feeling is like a superstar coming."

After a moment of shock, William Jacques read the slogans enthusiastically: "James Lanster will win!"

"Mr. Lanster will break your dog legs!"

"Lanster is invincible, he is my prince. I don't understand why the supporters of Lanster are surrounding our car and putting pressure on you to demonstrate?"

"Lucky Andre, we support you! Ha, there are finally people who support you."

"Andre, let's xxoo, my phone number is 4048456 shit, this woman is pretty, look at her big ass."

"The winner today is definitely not you, a lucky bastard. This is another supporter of Lanster. This has involved personal attacks, right?"

"I wish you so many people have you broken your legs by His Highness today. Especially women, are you so crazy for James Langster?"

Li Mochen held the sword bag and sat silently in his seat. However, beside him, a young man in a suit and tie smiled and said, "Lancet looks very handsome, which is rare among Atlanta fighting stars, so there are many fans among women. However, all this will become the past tonight. If we only look at appearance, Amo will win. The two are the differences between pottery and porcelain."
Chapter completed!