"Are you going to leave?"

The man in the robe in the sky looked at Philip I, who had already stepped into the void with half his foot: "The game is not over yet."

"It's over, Andre's strength is far better than Williams. It's obvious that even if you become your voter, he is not the opponent of that guy. Next, it's nothing more than a difference between winning in many rounds."

"I don't have time to watch a battle that will lose here. This piece is already ruined. But you can try to let Williams hold on for a little longer, which may allow my descendant to make less money." By the time he finished speaking, Philip I had completely disappeared into the void.

"It's very ruthless, but he's right."

The man in the robe whispered, and he reached out and grabbed a golden ball of light from the Western void.

"Making less money, but how much can he earn less? Look, I can even perceive the power of faith that is fueled by this city. Countless boys and girls are about to go crazy for him."

His eyes fell on the boy in the gym again, and then he licked the corners of his lips with a greedy look: "Phillip, not only Jennifer, but your descendant also has a coveted talent."

But this person looked at the depths of the void with fear and finally left empty-handed.

At the same time, in another private room in the Temple Stadium, Li Mochen's next opponent, Green Adams, looked at Li Mochen on the ring with a silly expression, with shocking eyes and disbelief.

His agent, Ms. Edith, patted him on the shoulder with a bitter smile.

"The plan has changed, this is not the opponent you can defeat. Green, I think you should be honest and play him for a hundred rounds."

Green Adams was obviously reluctant, but the many sponsors gathered in this box did not take his personal will to heart.

"The previous plan was cancelled, and this person was no longer the opponent that could be defeated in high school. It would only bring shame on himself and destroy Adams' future."

"Look at his swordsmanship and his magical skills. I believe that the God of War Linfan is just like this-"

"Shit! Do you know? Yesterday Professor Estantin sent a notice letter to the Magic Society. Andre Lee Wiltonstein has become his disciple and introduced him at the same time. What does this mean? It means that he will appear at Stanford University in the second half of this year."

"My God, I don't want such a terrifying monster to join the NCAA (National College Sports Association) Fighting League. It will be a disaster. No one in ncaa can stop him. Their sponsors will use NCAA's influence to make him so popular."

"I think it can prompt him to join the nmosa (National Comprehensive Cold Weapon Fighting League) early. Only in the professional arena can we organize enough strength to fight him, defeat him, and even destroy him."

"This is a very good idea, but the question is, can it be done? Nmosa may not be able to get more benefits."

At this moment, Green Adams suddenly heard a "bang" explosion. He looked sideways and found that it was his next door box. The one-way transparent bulletproof glass was now smashed into a huge hole from the inside, and two figures appeared inside.

One is Ceo Loren Renard from the western region of Nesson Sports Group. This person has a blue-faced face and a red look, looking like a vampire; the other is Felton Williams's agent, who is also dissatisfied.

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Dwight Payton was no longer interested in the game, and he was communicating with people on his mobile phone.

"Let Andre show mercy to Williams? No, I can't do it. Andre is not a gentleman I can influence. It is illegal to interfere at this time and is responsible for legal liability."

"I know this will affect the product's image to a certain extent, but the problem is that the impact has been caused and cannot be restored, right? Williams used some other means to anger our Andre."

"I can call you the coach of Linden Academy and you can try to contact him. However, if this arouses the disgust of Wilton Stein and leads to the subsequent signing of the contract, you have to bear all the responsibility."

"Sorry, let's just get here, I'm hanging up the phone."

Dwight smiled and pressed the red button to end the call, looking behind him. Carl Holden was pushing the door out of the door. This man took advantage of the time of inserting the advertisement and walked to several directors' rooms.

"According to the results found through private channels, the ratings of several TV stations that broadcast the event have not decreased but increased instead. The national ratings are likely to have exceeded 11%.

After saying this, Carl also looked at Edward Jeffries, who was also calling: "It seems that Mr. Jeffries has good news."

"That's right."

The agent Jeffries handed the phone to his assistant with a smile on his face: "It's Kendanya Fast Food Company, and they want to sign Amo. I've received three calls like this. The fast food restaurant also wants to sign our prince. Although their offer is really high. Six years of 500 million gold shields, this is really crazy-"

But before his voice fell, the phone that the assistant took over rang again, which made Jeffries' face full of helplessness.

At this time, Williams returned to the ring. He fell a little hard, but the protection of the active armor and armor was almost unharmed.

But this West Coast fighting supernova, after five minutes of rest and recovery, stood on the stage again, but seemed a little confused.

The great existence took away everything he gave 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 gradually made his mind fall into the abyss of darkness and he didn't know how to deal with the next battle.

Opposite Williams, Li Mochen's eyes showed a bit of disappointment.

After the divine power was pulled away, I couldn’t 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 directly bullied himself forward without using any magic.

Opposite him, Felton Williams had no idea how to deal with it. He seemed to want to use a magic, but hesitated and began to use swordsmanship instead.

But it was too late at this time, and lightning had already grown under Li Mochen's feet, and he slashed forward almost exactly the same as in the first round, hitting Felton Williams' waist.

This time, the latter did not have the blessing of magic, and the result was even more tragic than before. He flew more than twenty meters before he fell to the ground with a loud bang.

After Li Mochen finished the sword strike, he 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 remove the armor on his body with the help of several staff members.
Chapter completed!