Chapter 483: The Dependent
"Did you see the Magician the night before?"
When the two convoys cut off the view, Loren Renard turned to Williams and asked, "Your Excellency, what did he say?"
"Your Excellency has taught me something, and has given me a guarantee, and I cannot say more about it. β
The corners of Felton Williams' lips lifted slightly: "I have never been more confident about this battle at night, including my future. β
Renard couldn't help but laugh, this martial arts supernova cultivated by him, although he didn't care about the challenge of the lucky prince of Georgia on the surface, but Williams was only a middle school student after all, how could he not care about the growing momentum on the East Coast?
Philip I, who had been close to the throne in his early years, the two supreme families, and the magician who had ascended to the throne - in addition to this, Williams should have been in contact with other powers.
It seems that the early encounter with Andre Lee Wildenstein was a good thing for Williams.
"Then tonight, just beat him neatly! You can do it, Felton!"
"Of course!"
The teenager in the black school uniform shook his fist violently: "I will defeat him!" NMOSA (National Integrated Cold Weapon Fighting Federation) is not for anyone to come in, that lucky Andre, let's obediently go back to Georgia and become his crown prince." β
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At the same time, there were two people above the clouds, looking down with a light and breezy attitude.
"Do you think he can beat that half-breed of yours?"
Standing on the left is an old man wearing a magic robe and gold-rimmed glasses: "I have seen Andre's battle images, and with my insight, I can't even see through him, but he is undoubtedly better than Williams before." Besides, I don't think this will help you win the war in five months. Such a method is a bit of a joke. β
"I wish he could! You and I have given him everything we can give, and we are naturally entitled to expect an ideal outcome. β
Philip I said calmly: "And what you think is a child's play can bring a huge income of fifty to ten billion gold dongs to that bastard in one year, I mean pure income." β
"So many?"
"Indirect influence will only be more, and his influence in the East is gradually growing due to Andrei's bloodline. The Naison Group, Cartilo Apparel and Norfolk have all benefited from this, and their products have not long ago knocked on that closed market. And now, the reputation and influence of their grandparents in both political and business circles are also increasing day by day. β
Philip I turned sideways: "Friend, can you be sure that in half a year, the Nethan Group and the Norfolk family will not be driven by huge interests to participate in the war? And more crucially, the god positionβ"
"Over the past 200 years, four film and television superstars and pop stars have achieved the god of faith. β
Philip I continued: "Thanks to the invention of television and all kinds of new media, these guys, who have been despised as 'plays' since the Middle Ages, are gaining more and more influence. And now the voice of people in the entertainment and music industries in America is also growing. And now, many people, including me, predict that the next god of faith is likely to appear in the world of sports, and their number of fans, their attention, is not below those superstars. It's a pity that the previous emperors failed to seize the opportunity. β
"Do you think that this descendant of yours can rely on individual martial arts to ascend to the gods after half a year?"
The man-robed man couldn't help but laugh: "If he can do it, then I will complete the great cause of killing gods with my own hands." β
"The problem is, you can't even be sure when you'll be able to get rid of your nemesis. β
A mocking smile appeared on Philip I's face: "So five months later, I still have to rely on my own strength to deal with that pair of grandchildren." β
"It's coming, it's coming! Of course, I can't be sure. β
The man in the robe rubbed the corners of his forehead: "I have to complain, that great-grandson of yours is becoming more and more like you." I'm sure it's that guy who's fueling the fire, offering his granddaughter to a magician before the showdown with you, who already has a ruthlessness that is not inferior to yours. Okay, I'm looking forward to Williams right now, beating that bastard. The night before, I gave him an ace and that should be enough to secure his victory. β
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In the athletes' lounge in the gymnasium, Li Mochen waited for about twenty minutes before he heard the announcement announcing that he and Williams were competing.
And the moment he walked out of the passage, the sound of tremors around him made Li Mochen frown, and he felt a tingling pain in his eardrums.
The Temple Arena in Los Angeles is slightly larger than the Storm Arena in Atlanta, and the stands can accommodate a total of 90,000 spectators on all sides - if these people are just normal shouts, the problem is that the vast majority of them are magical professionals of a certain level. These people roared and put their own source power into it, and tens of thousands of voices converged and almost collapsed the entire stadium.
"That's the madness of high-level events! I remember a few decades ago, women and ordinary people were afraid to go into this kind of situation, they would be directly stunned. It wasn't until the construction of new venues such as the Temple Gymnasium and the Storm Stadium that they could use the magic energy array and the magic energy earbuds to ensure that they were not harmed by the impact of the sound wave. β
Carl said as he looked at the stands on the left. Li Mochen's support club in Los Angeles is directly led by the Navigator elite brokerage company. They negotiated with the organizers of the event and were able to let Li Mochen's fans gather in the stands here.
Then he found that the platinum gold that belonged to Li Mochen actually occupied nearly sixty and a half positions in the venue. Despite the predominance of women, the momentum was huge, with all of them holding bottles of mineral water, banging on their chairs in unison, shouting 'win' β the opposite of the one-sided support for Williams outside the stadium.
Carl couldn't help but laugh: "Wow, this is the power of money. β
The ticket price for an ordinary seat tonight has been raised to more than 800 gold dong, which is not something that ordinary people can afford. Obviously, Li Mochen's supporters have crushed their opponents financially.
Li Mochen had already paced into the ring and looked at his opponent who was also on the stage - Felton Williams!
Then his Eye of Titan saw the golden brilliance on the other party's body that ordinary people could not see.
Li Mochen's gradual knowledge of magic allowed him to gain insight into the other party's state for the first time. This is already a 'chosen people', also known as an 'apostle', a servant of the gods!
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