"This ......"

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Black strange fire jumped from his eyes, and on Baker's forehead, the black Roman numeral, which represented combat power, had increased from the original four thousand to eight thousand, and this value was even increasing.

Originally, he had completely prepared his mind to avenge Beck, and the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were rolling back and forth in his mind.

However, as Tiffany said, Beck was reborn.

Although this kind of 'rebirth' method made him feel a little confused, but when Taylor was in Baker's hands, was penetrated by the energy beam and died on the spot, he was still happy for Baker in his heart.

From today on, this Baker in the blood rain is the real Baker.

No longer the object that was trampled underfoot, no longer the Noxian mongrel that people call it, no longer the little boy who only cowered in the face of bullying.

He completed nirvana and was reborn.

"It's ...... The power of the bloodline?"

Unlike what Wang Hai thought in his heart, at this moment, Tiffany was more concerned about Baker's sudden source of strength.

"Just now, that set of mechanical armor was all absorbed into his body? Even that noble boy's mechanical armor can absorb it? What kind of power is this?"

Tiffany's voice was filled with infinite doubt.

Even with her insight and knowledge, she couldn't understand what was going on with Baker.

"I've heard that some mechanics are inadvertently able to communicate with their machines, and those machines that can communicate with their makers will also give their own makers unparalleled feedback of power.

But...... Isn't that a legend?"

"It doesn't matter what he is, anyway, he won, Baker won! Hahaha, I had a bit of a fun time in this game. 」

Turning his head with a smile, Wang Hai looked at the few noble contestants who had hid in the distance under Beck's initial attack, and who were still active.

"However, I feel that if Baker has this kind of strength, I won't need to make a move in the final round, and the champion of this apprentice tournament is already in our pocket. 」

The aristocratic contestants, who were stupefied by Beck's thunderous killing methods, took out their distress flares, threw them, and fled frantically towards the exit in the direction of Picheng like frightened birds.

"Big Brother Baker won!! Big Brother Baker he won!! Big Brother Baker he won!!"

Kenny felt his eyes pop out, and he stupidly stared at the energy screen in the center of the audience, repeating the same words over and over again.

"Big Brother Baker, he won!! he really won!!"

After a moment of shock, Kenny jumped up from his seat and frantically waved his arms at Baker on the energy screen.

"Great!! big brother Baker, he won!! he killed that damn nobleman!! hahaha!! great!! it's really ...... Great......"

The eyes were extremely red.

Kenny grinned, stubbornly wiping away his tears.

"Big Brother Baker...... He won...... He's not going to die...... That's great...... It's really ...... That's great......"

The other friends around him were not as stubborn as him, and they hugged each other and cried loudly.

Eleti, a beautiful young woman who protected the children in front of her, stared at Baker's figure on the screen, her hands tightly covering her mouth, and she couldn't cry.

Fragmented applause gradually sounded from the audience.

More and more people stood up and gave a standing ovation to Baker, bathed in the rain of blood.

At this moment, even if the young man on the screen killed the young master of the top ten nobles, even if he was a child born in Noxus, they couldn't help but want to applaud him in their hearts.

I don't ask why, just because of his strength.

Through the rigid energy screen, they could all clearly feel the thought of not admitting defeat in him.

This boy, he deserves this victory, he deserves a standing ovation from the 30,000 Piltover populace.

From this young man, they saw the spirit and will that this country called Piltover should have.

Brave, not afraid, not overbearing.

The craftsman spirit of Piltover, which has gradually disappeared from the people who are content with the status quo of Piltover, and who once came to this Piltover City because of their yearning and longing, is vividly displayed in this young man.

He deserves everyone's applause.

The applause grew louder and louder, and in a moment, almost all of the audience stood up, some even facing the screen, shouting at Baker.

"Impossible...... It can't be ......"

Professor Everman in the radio room was completely stunned.

Taylor...... He's dead?...... Combining the power of five of the ten nobles, these twelve noble contestants were created...... They're not even the match for these two?"

With disbelief in his eyes, Everman jerked to his feet and shouted at the standing ovation crowd in the audience through a sound transmission device: "The winner of this game and the place to advance to the final round will be determined by the Authority!"

Contestant Baker uses a physical ability that exceeds the scope of the tournament's regulations! According to the regulations, the two of them are automatically disqualified from the competition from the moment they use the ability!!"

"Fuck you!"

Even Koster, who has a good etiquette and upbringing, can't help but lose his demeanor at this moment and scold.

"When Taylor used the rune talisman just now, the outcome of this game was already decided! You old man is still talking about your fucking bullshit!!

However, his roar was completely drowned out by the applause and applause of the 30,000 Piltover spectators.

Seeing that his shouting didn't go far, Coster couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed too.

"He did it, he really did. ”

With tears in his eyes, Coster muttered, "It's good to be alive...... It's good to be alive......"

"yes, he did, and it was much better than I could have imagined. ”

An abrupt voice rang out from behind him.

"Charles, your contestant is dead, and you can still laugh so calmly?"

Taking a deep breath, Coster turned around and said coldly to Coste, who still had a harmless smile on his face, "Now, it's time for us to calculate the account you stole from Baker's design, right?"

"Don't be so impulsive, Koester. ”

Charles's eyes were fixed on Baker in the big screen of energy,

"Listening to the applause around here, all the cheers and applause thrown at Baker, don't you think this scene is really exciting and touching enough?"

With a chuckle, Charles said lightly: "How inspirational and touching it is for a little boy who is excluded, despised and bullied by everyone to be bathed in the cheers of 30,000 Piltover people at this moment."

At this time, don't you think it's very embarrassing to mention such a thing, Cost?"

"Don't think that you can fool me by smiling at your hippie face. ”

Koster's face grew gloomy.

"The ten seeded teams in Canyon Four, the indifferent Convention Authority, and the mechanical armor on Taylor's imitation of Baker's design, the person who has been making trouble behind the scenes, is that you Charles?"

"He is very observant, and he is worthy of being a good craftsman scientist who is famous for his 'knowledge of people'. ”

Charles burst out laughing.

It's just that it was muffled by the increasingly noisy cheers around them, and what happened on their side, the conversation between the three of them, was not noticed by many people.

"That's right, I did all of this, whether it was signaling the Convention Authority to show favor to that little girl, stealing the blueprints of Baker's mechanical armor, or even in the second round of the lottery grouping, it was all my work behind my back. ”

"You...... Sure enough, someone is manipulating all this behind the scenes...... What exactly is your purpose?"

Hearing this, even Jace on the side couldn't continue to be quiet, and asked in a deep voice with a frown, "What are your intentions...... No, should I say, Charles, who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?"

Charles looked at Jace and raised an eyebrow.

"It doesn't matter to you who I am, Future Guardian, Jace. ”

"I can tell you what I am trying to do. ”

Charles laughed, and then, his gaze suddenly became cold as a knife.

"Stealing blueprints? You're underestimating me. ”

"I'm going to steal the whole city of Piltover. ”