All five starters were among the top one hundred in the ladder.
The core of the Space Cowboys team was also a woman nad "Kelly Olson," who ranked third on the ladder.
Before Zhao Manying reached the top of the ladder, Kelly Olson had held the number one spot for four years, but she was later demoted to second place, and shortly after she had climbed to number one again, she got bumped down to third.
Ji Xinghuo watched Kelly Olson on stage, her eyes revealing a bit of interest.
This dazzling rising star from the United States was only 30 years old this year.
She had wine-red curly hair, stood at one ter seventy-five, and wore a form-fitting battle suit that accentuated her curves. With white skin and beautiful looks, her pretty face bead with spirited brilliance and vigor, making her a rare beauty.
Everyone likes to look at a beautiful woman.
However, Ji Xinghuo’s interest in her was not entirely because of her appearance, but because of Kelly Olson’s profession.
She was also a Magnetic Field Madman!
Although her professional templates were not yet perfected, lacking "Electrostatic Field" and "Overload," she had already integrated the "Superconducting Permanent Magnet," making her extrely powerful.
Kelly’s direction of advancent was different from her own.
Instead of rging Spiritual Energy, she chose to cross-train as a "chanic," advancing into the very rare "Thunder Electric chanic."
This advanced profession, driven by one’s own magnetic field to Control tal, modifies the body, and creates exoskeleton chas and weapons, boasting imnse Strength and Defense and firepower comparable to high-tech thermal weapons in the Star Realm.
The potential of Thunder Electric chanics is very high.
It’s said that within the Galaxy Civilization, a Shepherd Star Saint Level Thunder Electric chanic can transform into a massive cha, even fusing with battleships, and control an entire fleet of massive numbers, roaming freely across the Star Realm and Galaxy.
Kelly Olson might just be a Super Mutant now, but she has already demonstrated formidable combat power, far surpassing her peers.
Unfortunately, she ran into Zhao Manying.
Kelly, who once found few rivals on the battlefield, has never won against Zhao Manying in all the years they’ve clashed.
Fans around the world lanted that this was the modern version of "both born of beauty, one shone brighter."
Kelly Olson’s appearance triggered cheers from the audience.
Her teammates followed suit, with ranks of 8th, 19th, 42nd, and 91st on the ladder, all hitting Mutants well-known in the competitive arena, and core mbers of other clubs before joining the Space Cowboys.
Each of their faces was stern.
In the pre-match interviews, the Space Cowboys team and coaching staff had set the tone as "revenge," aiming to atone for their previous loss in the winners’ bracket, going all out to beat the Emperor Star Team and win the championship.
However, no one was optimistic about their chances, even within the United States; the Space Cowboys’ most loyal fans were very pessimistic.
"Whooo..."
The stadium erupted with cheering as the Emperor Star Team’s Mutants took to the stage.
The first was Zhao Manying, whose entrance caused more uproar than the entire Space Cowboys team combined.
Even though this was New Luo, not her ho field, hundreds of thousands of spectators went wild with screams, and even the Steel Emperor stood up, clapping his hands, his eyes full of admiration as he watched Zhao Manying on stage.
In the past few years, Zhao Manying had been too dazzling.
The champion of five international invitationals, three-ti champion of the super league, plus a series of smaller cup matches—Zhao Manying and her team swept the globe, taking championships with ease.
Everyone knew it.
The real strength of the Emperor Star Team was Zhao Manying alone. Aside from Qi Feng, her teammates were actually not that important.
Swapping in a few qualified starters from the super league, Zhao Manying could still lead them to victory.
Last year, a host’s comnt spread worldwide: "My grandmother could be Zhao Manying’s teammate and still win a championship."
Although that was an exaggeration, it did underscore her reputation.
There was also a rumor that several other clubs in the Asia-Pacific Community super league had secretly united to pressure the league officials.
They believed that Zhao Manying’s Strength had disrupted the Balance, being very detrintal to the developnt of the league, and hoped to find a suitable way to push Zhao Manying into early retirent, so other clubs could have their chance in the spotlight.
When the news broke, it imdiately caused a public outcry, and those few clubs were viciously berated by fans.
Of course, the league officials would not agree.
At that mont, Ji Xinghuo in the audience felt Zhao Manying’s invincible popularity. Looking up at his girlfriend on stage, unmatched in elegance and beauty, he felt proud.
At the sa ti, he couldn’t help but feel a bit smug.
The surrounding spectators, especially the n, kept casting envious and jealous glances.
"So jealous!"
Ji Xinghuo sniffed and muttered to himself, "Hey, is soone eating pickles?"
Those who heard him speak were itching with hatred but could do nothing about it.
A man in the front row turned his head back.
"Ji Xinghuo, if you keep showing off like this, watch out for a sneak attack," he said half-seriously, half-jokingly.
"Brother Wang, you’re going to hit too?" Ji Xinghuo asked with a smile.
This man looked very ordinary, around his thirties, but had a pair of very bright eyes, and his presence was extrely restrained. He thought for a mont and said, "If soone pays to beat you up, I might consider it."
"Ha ha, it’s not yet known who will beat whom."
Ji Xinghuo was unfazed.
He said he wasn’t scared at all, but he was actually very cautious, because the other man’s na was Wang Yinlong.
This ordinary-looking young man, 42 years old, had a very ordinary Professional Template as well: an advanced "Martial Artist and Iron Guard," the sa as Shi Renzhong’s career path.
But Wang Yinlong was ranked first on the Legendary list!
He was the strongest student cultivated by the Extre Martial Arts Academy in recent years and was personally coached by the "Gun Saint" Xing Lie as his disciple.
Wang Yinlong’s martial arts talent was astonishing, especially in fist techniques, which could be considered on par with Zhao Manying’s swordsmanship talent. Any ordinary martial arts fist technique, when channeled by him, would unfold incredible power.
Before Ji Xinghuo and Zhao Manying beca famous, Wang Yinlong was hailed as the strongest young talent in the Asia-Pacific Community.
However, Wang Yinlong kept a low profile.
Like Ji Xinghuo, he hadn’t revealed his face online. They had just t in person for the first ti upon entering, and recognized each other.
Hearing Ji Xinghuo’s words, Wang Yinlong suddenly said, "How about we have a spar after you beco a Legendary?"
Being a disciple of Xing Lie, he knew so of the inside stories from his master.
"Sure."
Ji Xinghuo casually agreed.
He was very interested in having a match with this number one on the Legendary list; if he won, he would beco the new number one.
"I have no money, nor anything valuable to bet," Wang Yinlong said seriously after glancing at Li Xuan not far away. "I heard that those who have sparred with you have paid a heavy price. If it’s about money, then forget it."
Ji Xinghuo was at a loss for words. It seed his reputation was a bit poor.
He could only say, "It’s free."
"All right, it’s settled then," Wang Yinlong said and then turned his head back to continue watching the players on the stage.
The people around them listened intently as the two casually set the intention to spar, which was related to the ranking of the number one Legend.
An Yitian said, "Xinghuo, let know when you guys are going to spar; can we siblings co and watch for fun?"
"Sure," Ji Xinghuo nodded in agreent.
Others wanted to talk, but the competition on the stage officially began, and Ji Xinghuo no longer paid attention to them.
However, this competition, which attracted billions of global viewers, was extrely exciting, but no surprises occurred.
Aside from Zhao Manying and Qi Feng, the performance of the other players on the Emperor Star Team was quite average. Qi Feng played a bit of a role, and Zhao Manying perford steadily, taking down the first round without much danger.
Kelly Olson and her four teammates were always unable to withstand Zhao Manying’s attacks; starting from the second round, the Space Cowboys chose to go on the offensive.
In the most brutal way, they ignored other opponents and targeted only Zhao Manying.
But it was useless.
As soon as Kelly Olson fell, the Space Cowboys’ team imdiately fell apart, one by one, cut down by the sword light. Second round, third round—the Space Cowboys lost three rounds in a row, coming to the brink of ultimate defeat.
The final battle for the championship of the International Invitational was a seven-round, four-victory rule.
In the fourth round, Kelly Olson burst out furiously, unleashing all her strength and techniques, and her teammates also perford exceptionally in critical monts.
The battle was extrely tense.
However, Zhao Manying still maintained her composure. With both sides’ teammates wiped out, she faced Kelly Olson one-on-one, displaying stronger abilities than before and won the final victory.
Billions of viewers worldwide cheered thunderously.
Zhao Manying once again stood on the podium, receiving her ninth championship trophy, earning the title of Nine-ti Champion!
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