Destiny Dominates

When the figure of Felton Williams landed, the entire Temple Stadium was as quiet as death, and then a loud noise rang out from the stands on the west side.

Li Mochen's fans wearing platinum and gold Peugeots are madly tapping their seats with mineral water bottles, and many young girls are excited to go crazy. And in the grandstand in front of them, the crazy people were all stunned and pale.

"Watt? What happened just now? What happened? Did anyone see it clearly? Hey, the studio, did you hear it? Can you replay the situation just now on the big screens on both sides!"

The live commentator on the scene seemed completely unknown, so he roared incoherently.

"Looking at the scene, our Felton Williams classmates were suddenly shot out and had fallen under the ring. It seemed that they could not get up in a short time. Look, our referee seems to be By the way, he stood in a daze and had to say that it was very unprofessional. He should raise the black flag and sentence him to a fatal blow, five points! "

At this time, on the east side of the gymnasium, several studios and guide rooms below the stands there, everyone was panicking.

"What's going on? Why did you suddenly fly out?"

"Photographed, I am playing back the analysis here."

"Incredible, incredible! This is really amazing swordsmanship."

"This should be the most wonderful and extreme swordsmanship I have seen in this year! He is really a genius, the power used, and his own speed, still not more than nine levels."

"Straightforward and simple to the extreme wielding the sword, just chose an excellent angle, perfect deception, almost perfect--"

"So what to do now? This is a live broadcast. Don't tell me this battle, it will be over in a minute."

"Notify the referees and staff members to allow them to delay the time as the rules allow. We can play the scenes of 24 high-definition cameras from all angles."

"No! No! Now the commercials will be inserted first, and the audience will surely be curious about what happened during this time. Many people at that time should not have watched it seriously, and they will want to repeat the picture of the sword before seeing it. We have to explain to advertisers. "

"Inviting guests, I know that there are two retired emperors watching the game. Invite them before other TV stations and analyze them after the game, which can fill the gap in the program. Shit, I do n’t know what to say Williams Too easy to beat, or that lucky Andre is too strong! "

"It's the latter! You don't know, that Williams should be a sacred voter. We don't actually have to panic. Our professional equipment recorded this battle all the way. This sword around him can be a complete one. A six-hour show. The title is called 'The Sword's Hidden Mystery', or 'The Sword's Brightness', 'The Genius is the Ultimate Sword'. The ratings should burst, I guess many viewers will look forward to understanding this Events. "

At this moment, in the VIP room No. 4, Dwight Payton has also sat down, looking forward to the TV hanging in the VIP room.

He saw the sword just now, but even if he saw it clearly, he looked forward to its playback.

"Shit! They are actually playing ads at this time, it's been two minutes, can't they hurry?"

The agent Edward Jeffries looked very unqualified and scolded. He wanted to know what happened just now. At the moment when the game started, he missed the exciting moment, so he missed the wonderful, but who would have thought that the game had just started, Williams had already flew out?

"The vast majority of these advertisements are from Amo sponsors, including us Nathan. I think the timing of this insertion is very good, worthy of our advertising costs."

Carl interjected next to him: "Actually, Amo just used a step forward stabbing. His sword is very simple and looks ordinary. You will be disappointed Mr. Jeffries."

"I know!" Edward Jeffries raised his voice: "But I just want to see, OK? Well, all magic professionals know that there is a great truth in the conciseness."

At the spot where nearly 100,000 people watched, Felton Williams was dazed. Before ten seconds, he managed to get himself up. Then I thought about what happened just now, but as a result, no matter how hard he tried, his mind was blank.

At this time, several referees from the next stage surrounded them. One of them first opened his eyelids to check, and then asked if he felt unwell.

Williams didn't want to answer. He needed time to adjust and remember, so a large number of doctors came in to give him a more detailed examination.

Until two minutes later, in an impatient cry, the giant screens on both sides began to play the pictures just now. Twenty-four different angles, looped playback, and professional commentary.

Williams looked at the screen quietly, and finally remembered the frame of the picture he had just experienced.

Li Mochen responded to his slash with a pre-stab, no more than the power and speed of ordinary ninth-level magical professionals, but only in the magic of "Cat's Elegance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fengxing", "Titan Simulation 'Wait for the increase in spells, it seems a little faster.

The direct hit form, to a certain extent, offset his huge advantage in speed. Williams didn't put this sword in his eyes. He only had to change the angle of the sword at will, and then he could cut the opponent's arm before the opponent stabbed himself.

However, at the foot of Li Mochen, there was a sudden thunderbolt-it was a thunder walk, with Li Mochen's pace suddenly stepping forward to the left, shifting his position in front of his eyes in a nearly flashing manner. Then the sword stabbed him precisely under the rib. Then, with the help of Williams' own sword, he flew him off the stage.

Looking back carefully, Williams couldn't help but looked at the stage blankly, and saw that Andrea, who was standing on the ground with his sword in both hands, was staring at him with gazing eyes.

The look was like saying, what about the elect of God? In front of the lucky Prince Andre, he Felton Williams was still just worthless rubbish.

Williams was embarrassed and angry, but he was still at a loss in his heart, still unable to understand the situation at the time. Until the referee asked him again, whether to continue the game.

And the voice of the great deity also sounded in his ears,

"Felton! You have to pay attention to yourself, don't be deceived by him. Several fake moves during his forward stabbing, as well as the source flow of the body surface, deceived my divine perception. This requires you to deal with it yourself. analysis."

Felton Williams was suddenly enlightened, remembering that Li Mochen raised his shoulders and swinged his arms before the sword, these movements were very small, but after matching the flow of Yuanli, he was born at the time. Thirty kinds of wrong predictions. And Li Mochen chose the most incredible one.

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