In the box No. 15, Belinda Harris was looking at the ring below with her brows tied, her face full of entanglement.

"Do you guys say he can win that guy?"

"If it's a fair fight, then the lucky Andre has a chance of winning."

The answering next to him was a strong man in his thirties and wearing sunglasses. This was Belinda Harris's preservation consultant: "Don't be confused by the comments from the media. I noticed that those who spoke at this time were all famous so-called experts in some places, or some retired players with less outstanding strength. But those real fighting celebrities and senior critics have never had in-depth discussions on Andre's true strength, or even avoided talking about it."

"In other words, he won the right person?

Belinda clenched her fists: "Damn it! Angela will definitely like him more."

"That may not necessarily win."

The security consultant shook his head: "I have many comrades in Atlanta City, and I can learn some of the situation from them. It is not easy to know that the Wilton Stein master is facing an extremely powerful opponent now. Therefore, the off-field factors cannot be ignored. They will try their best to attack this person. And the Arcadis Sports Goods Company will not sit idly by and watch their players lose to this person in a row."

"Miss Harris, do you need me to do something for you?"

This voice came from a woman dressed in the workplace: "As long as you want, we can try to manipulate the results of the game. We can do nothing in today's game, but there are still ways to operate the subsequent games. We can ruin him and it will never be possible to appear in front of you and Miss Medici again!"

"Can try"

Before Belinda could say the word "try" in full, she felt an inexplicable irritability and disgust in her heart. When she thought that this might hurt the hateful boy, she felt very uncomfortable.

"Why do you do this? This is a very despicable thing. You can't hurt my Andre. I hate you, get out of here, you're fired by me!"

The working woman suddenly turned pale and looked at Belinda with a completely unknown look, then looked at her colleagues around her.

She didn't understand why the method of trying to please Belinda Harris suddenly failed today?

The security consultant noticed the colleague's inquiry gaze and couldn't help but sigh secretly. He probably knew what the reason was, and this should be the backlash of the "God of Love Staring". Although Belinda himself is still resisting it hard, sooner or later he will fall into a passionate relationship with Andre and can't extricate himself.

But it cannot be blamed on the other party. When this lady used her talented charm and "God of Love Staring", she was extremely malicious. Now she fell into the other party's hands, what's there to complain about?

At this time, the woman's eyes had turned to 'request for help'. After thinking about it, the security consultant decided to help the other party: "Miss, Barali just wants to help you. If you don't want to, just don't let her intervene. Emm~The competition has begun."

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In the wide ring, it has indeed entered the final countdown stage before the game.

“!on!”

When the referee said the word start, Cadio Rod's body began to expand, and red light began to appear in his eyes.

With just two breaths, Cadio Rod's entire person had expanded to a height of 2.4 meters. His armor seemed to have been specially modulated, and it actually perfectly adapted to his physical changes.

This scene also made the audience in the stands excited and bursts of cheers and screams.

"Level 7 Berserker, this is the bloodline of the Taurus Minotaoth!"

"What a strong momentum, it's almost condensed with source armor."

"Haha, that kid is sure to lose!"

"Listen, your luck has come to this point! From then on, you will be the unlucky Andre, and Cadio will definitely smash you down!"

"Look, this is our great warrior, Cadio Rod!"

"Let's admit defeat now, at least you won't lose too badly!"

"Good 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 watch the game were shocked and worried and covered their lips with their hands.

"I hate this face of you too. Please protect it, Mr. Wilton Stein!"

With this roar, Cadio's figure suddenly brought up a bloody shadow, which hit Li Mochen like a strong wind.

Compared with the magic warrior's "source collision" skill, the "wild impact" of the berserker is more domineering, stronger, and more powerful and more powerful!

But opposite him, Li Mochen did not even draw his sword. He just turned sideways and instead of retreating, avoiding the Viking tomahawk that was slashing in an indescribable way. Then he took one by one, causing Cadio Rod's entire person to fly into the air. He flew for more than 30 meters without being controlled, and hit the ground outside the ring, making a loud noise.

And this scene suddenly caused most of the stands around to fall into silence and silence.

Until the referee waved the red flag and loudly declared that the sentence "fall out of the ring, five points" did not help them recover. Instead, the female audience screamed like a climax.

"This is a skill that can make a big difference."

In box No. 45, Oliver's eyes were slightly condensed: "Before he was able to defeat James Lanster, it was indeed not up to luck. His speed was also very fast, exceeding the level of a normal level five magic swordsman."

"This Cardio's movements are very inconsistent, and it should be a sequelae after modulation."

Jennifer Wiltonstein frowned and looked at Abraham Archibod's No. 9 box with a little disappointed look: "If it's just that, then this guy will lose!"

"indeed!"

Oliver could feel Jennifer's mood. Today's battle largely determines the situation their ladies face in the future.

"But I guess Mr. Archibod and Speaker Jacks will definitely not be so arrogant. It should be something wrong with Cadio Rod himself."

At this time, in the box No. 9, Abraham Archibald's face was ashen: "He really thought he could defeat Andre Lee Wiltonstein with his own strength? We have said that, but it's useless. And his coach is simply a piece of shit!"

"Children are inevitably naive."
Chapter completed!