When Felton Williams' figure landed, the entire temple stadium was silent, and then an even louder noise sounded in the stands to the west.

Li Mochen's fans wearing platinum gold Peugeot were frantically banging on their seats with mineral water bottles, and many young girls were so excited that they were about to go crazy. And in the stands in front of them, the people who were originally crazy were all stunned and pale.

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

The event commentator at the scene seemed to be completely confused, and roared incoherently.

"Look at the scene, our Felton Williams classmate was suddenly knocked out and collapsed under the ring, and it seemed that he couldn't get up in a short time. Behold, our referee also seems to be blinded, and he stands there in a daze, and I have to say that it is 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, in several studios and director rooms under the grandstands, everyone was panicking.

"What the hell is going on, why did you fly out all of a sudden?"

"It's filmed, and I'm playing back and analyzing it. ”

"Incredible, incredible! This is truly a miraculous swordsmanship. ”

"This should be the most wonderful and extreme swordsmanship I've seen in this year! He is really a genius, and the strength he uses, his own speed, still does not exceed the ninth level. ”

"A concise and simple sword swing, just choosing a great angle, perfect deception, just perfect-"

"So what now? It's live. Don't tell me this fight, it's over in a minute. ”

"Inform the referees and staff and ask them to find a way to delay the time as the rules allow. We can take twenty-four high-definition cameras, and the scenes captured from all angles are played in turn. ”

"No! No! Now let's put the ad in the air, and the audience will be curious about what happened during this time. At that time, many people should not have watched it carefully, and they would like to repeat the picture of the sword, and before that, we have to give an explanation to the advertisers. ”

"Invite guests, I know that there are two retired war emperors watching the battle. Bringing them in before other stations are available for analysis after the game can fill in the gaps in the program. Shit, I don't know if Williams is too unbeaten, or if that lucky Andre is too strong!"

"It's the latter! You don't know, that Williams is supposed to be a godly elect. We don't need to panic, our professional equipment recorded the whole battle, and around his sword, it was enough to make a six-hour show. The title is 'The Hidden Mystery of That Sword', or 'The Brightness of That Sword', 'A Sword of Genius to the Extreme'. The ratings should be overwhelming, and I guess a lot of viewers will be looking forward to learning about the event. ”

At this moment, in VIP Room 4, Dwight Payton had also sat down, looking expectantly at the TV hanging in the VIP room.

He had seen the sword clearly, but even if he had seen it clearly, he was looking forward to its replay.

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

The agent, Edward Jeffries, looked very unqualified, and he wanted to know what had just happened. The distraction at the beginning of the game made him miss the excitement, but who would have thought that Williams would have flown out just before the game began?

"The vast majority of these ads are from Amo's sponsors, including our Nathan. I think the timing of this break is good and worthy of our advertising costs. ”

Karl interjected next to him: "Actually, Ah Mo just used a step forward stab, his sword is very simple, it looks mediocre, you will be disappointed Mr. Jeffries." ”

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

In front of the crowd of nearly 100,000 people, Felton Williams was dazed, and he struggled to get to his feet before he could count the ten seconds. Then he thought about what had just happened, but no matter how hard he tried to think about it, his mind was blank.

At this time, several referees gathered around, and one of them first opened his eyelids to check it, and then asked him if he felt unwell.

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

It wasn't until two minutes later, in an impatient shouting and scolding, that the giant screens on both sides began to play the picture just now. Twenty-four different angles, looping play, and professional commentary.

Williams looked at the screen quietly, and finally remembered the frames of his own experience just now.

Li Mochen responded to his slash with a forward stab, which did not exceed the strength and speed of ordinary ninth-level magic professionals, but it was slightly faster under the amplification of spells such as magic 'Cat's Elegance', 'Wind Walk', and 'Titan Simulation'.

And the form of a head-on attack canceled out his huge advantage in speed to a certain extent. Williams didn't take the sword seriously, he only had to change the angle of the swing at will, and he could slash the opponent's arm before stabbing himself.

However, under Li Mochen's feet, there was a sudden thunder and lightning - it was a thunder walking technique, and he suddenly stepped to the left front with Li Mochen's steps, and shifted the direction in front of his eyes in an almost flashing way. Then the sword stabbed him in the ribs with precision. Then, with the help of Williams's own sword swing, he was knocked off the stage.

Thinking about it carefully, Williams couldn't help but look at the stage with a blank look, only to see that Andre was standing on the ground with a sword in both hands, staring at him with a staring eye.

It was as if to say, what about the chosen people of God? In front of the lucky Prince Andre, he Felton Williams was still just a worthless piece of trash.

Williams was ashamed and angry in his heart, but he was still more at a loss, and he still couldn't understand the situation. Until the referee asked him again if he wanted to continue the game.

And the voice of the great god sounded in his ears,

"Felton, watch out for yourselves, don't be deceived by him. A few of his feints when he stabbed forward, as well as the flow of source power on the surface of his body, deceived my divine power perception, which you need to deal with and analyze by yourself. ”

Felton Williams suddenly came to his senses, remembering Li Mochen's shoulders and arm swings before he took out the sword, these movements were very small, but after cooperating with the flow trend of the source force, he had no less than thirty kinds of wrong predictions at that time. And Li Mochen chose the most incredible one.

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