The stands erupted in eager cheers and applause, and James's Asazo and Revane jumped up and waved their hands vigorously at their son, even forgetting the unhappiness between the two for a short time and hugging each other.

Although it is just a victory that does not mean much, parents often rejoice in the little success of their children.

James smiled and clapped his hands gently, he hooked the corners of his mouth, turned his head sideways and whispered:

"You made a move."

Eric Lanshell grinned, Shark laughed and cheered for Kurt, and bowed his head in response to Daddy's question.

"Slowed down this kid a little, he might have been dizzy for a little longer without me, but nothing should really happen, this physique is really terrifying."

He looked at James with a relieved look, straightened the hem of the elegant handmade leather coat, and hesitated:

"Daddy... The child's younger sister is also starting to show her talent, which is weird and good. Their mother is still locked up by you, and you don't care?"

"Hehe, you care? If you care, why do you want to keep this little Peter?"

James raised his eyebrows and glanced at Eric, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After a long pause, he suddenly patted Eric on the knee with trust in his eyes. This righteous son, who has seen the big since he was a child, is a "scene person" who really has a pattern in his heart.

"One day, if I can't take care of this world, my family will have to rely on you."

Eric was stunned, and smiled a little panicked:

"What are you talking about, I'm younger than you, but I can say something unlucky, hehehe... No matter what, I'll be ahead of you."

Crunch! Crunch...

Eric Lanshell struck the shattered alloy ring with one hand, whether it was the broken support structure or the torn metal floor, repairing with a sour pop.

In just over ten seconds, the arena that seemed to have been bombarded by a meteorite was almost restored to its original state, and only the chaotic scratches and cracks on the ground could faintly distinguish the terrible scene just now.

Bursts of gasping cold air came and went in the arena, and some even dared to shout "Lord Magneto" and shouted excitedly.

Eric didn't care about this trivial matter, he looked at the complicated look in his father's eyes, and knew in his heart that this "father" of all the Howlett family had been silently undertaking many unknown secrets for more than a hundred years.

"Daddy, do you know, I once thought about what the world would be like if you had never been there?"

The breeze blew through James' thick black hair, and he suddenly grinned, blinked, and listened with interest as Eric continued:

"If I survive the concentration camp without you, I will definitely do my best to seek revenge on Sebastian Shaw, and after that, mutants will sooner or later face the boundless exclusion and hostility of the entire human world... I will rebel, rebel at all costs! But maybe in the end, it will be hard to applaud and in vain..."

The smile on James' face was gone, and he watched in silence as Eric smiled self-deprecatingly, continuing to deduce the world that "didn't exist".

"Apocalypse... Maybe you don't have the opportunity to wake up, you fall asleep until you don't know when, or you may wake up and bring the world to extreme destruction..."

「... Hey! That good buddy of mine, Charles, with his indecisive and timid personality at the beginning, will most likely do it against me. I don't know what will happen to Emma, the mutant race will go into an unpredictable and terrible situation under their constant internal friction and endless encirclement and suppression from the outside world, really daddy..."

Eric propped his elbows on his knees, suddenly straightened up, looked at James solemnly, and said with burning eyes:

"—I can't think of anyone better than you, and who else can bring us to the world we have today, so... Hehe, it's good that you're immortal, and we're people and even this world... I can't live without you."

"Hahahaha.... Boy! other

But don't, you want to exhaust your old father to death?"

James suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, even causing Mrs. Asazzo, Alex, and Hank to look sideways for a while.

He shook his head, pondered for a long time, continued to look at the game on the field, and said very casually:

"It's just a request, don't think about it. This world is not just the planet under our feet, the universe is too big, no one can guarantee what the future holds, I may go to other planets...... That little guy with wings is a bit miserable to be bullied."

Eric followed his father's gaze, and the "Angel" Warren was wrapped around his right wing by the rose-red energy substance in the hands of the Spirit Butterfly that turned into a long whip chain.

The part of the energy whip burned "snort", Warren Worthington's pair of pure white wings crawled with black marks, and large beads of sweat fell from his handsome face in strings, and the wings that were no different from limbs continued to be in sharp pain.

Although before the game began, Warren said to Kurt that he seemed to be a coward, but when the fight really started, this kid would rather endure the sharp pain of a soldering iron and a wound on his body, and refused to give up admitting defeat at all.

......

"Ho!"

The same pure white combat uniform on the angel's body was cut out of scar marks, and even the skin and flesh inside were faintly turned out, and the dripping red stained on the white feathers was particularly dazzling.

He suddenly waved his wings with all his might, relying on the pull of the energy whip in Spirit Butterfly's hand, he suddenly brought her up and slammed it on the energy grid around the ring.

"Ahem... Hiss..."

Young Elizabeth Braddock felt the rattling of pain in her back, and for a moment she was knocked out of her strength.

Warren's huge wings are the most powerful part of his body, and his unique back bone structure and extremely well-developed back muscles drive the wings to swing, and he can easily fan three or four adult strong men.

His eyes can withstand high-speed winds, his eyesight is as superb as that of an eagle, and he has a special respiratory membrane that can extract oxygen from the air at extreme speeds, and when flying at full speed, he can even surpass the fastest warship bird in nature.

But other than that, Angel Warren doesn't really have the capital to compete with his opponents.

The energy weapon in the spirit butterfly's hand is extremely sharp, can change its form at will, and at the same time has a blazing burning effect, Warren always hovers in mid-air to dodge all kinds of attacks of the spirit butterfly, as long as he is close, he will be cut.

Whew, whew, whew......

Warren pressed the bleeding wound in his chest, and his wings suddenly flapped and soared more than twenty meters in the air, not giving the spirit butterfly a chance to suddenly jump close.

"I thought that the legendary academy brought together the most talented mutants in the world, even if not all of them were real warriors, but there shouldn't be a wreck to escape from the war!"

Lingdie turned over with one hand, she put away her energy weapon and only held the long knife of the unopened competition, dancing with a flower, provocatively, and then looked at the referee on the side and said proudly:

"Madam Referee, stay out of the way! How to decide."