Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)

Chapter 3090



Such a heated argument made the host freeze, but he had to bite the bullet and continue his words, "Mr. Weu, as you said, our national representative team doesn't have a high chance of winning. That seems to contradict what you mentioned before about a 70% chance of victory!"

Fargo shook his head and explained with a face full of confidence, "There is no contradiction. The strength of most of our members is indeed lacking. However, Satria is in the lead, and in my opinion, he is very influential. Therefore, I am confident that they have a 70% chance of winning."

"This..." The host was speechless. He didn't know how to respond to Fargo's words.

After all, in Fargo's eyes, Satria was an expert who could crush Abraham. He was able to solely lead the national representative team, which had fallen behind, to defeat the opponents.

There were also other martial artists and guests who had analyzed both sides, and most of them supported the national representative team. However, Fargo was the first to support Satria in such an official occasion.

With the broadcast of the program, the competition had not yet begun, but Fargo's comments about Satria had caused a heated discussion on the Inte.

"Well said. The national representative team will definitely win this time!"

"Satria is our favored warrior. With him, we will definitely win."

"Mr. Weu, everyone wants the Chinese representative team to win, but you are exaggerating! The representative team of Thunder Hall is not easy to deal with."

"Yeah, you are underestimating the enemy. We can't do that!"

"This does not count as underestimating the enemy. This is called self-confidence. The higher-ups don't even support their own country. Are you traitors?"

"It's not a competition of who is better. There is no need for useless arguments, Satria single-handedly has a higher chance of victory. It's not an objective point of view."

"I know that Mr. Weu came from the Martial Arts Alliance and was once a visiting professor in the Capital Martial Arts Academy. It is understandable for him to support his own people, but isn't it affecting Satria's relationship with other team members?"

"What's the big deal? Mr. Weu is telling the truth. If Satria wasn't present in the previous matches, would they be able to make it till now?"

"Everyone is holding such high hopes. If they fail in the end, I wonder how embarrassing it will be."

In addition to these arguments, the comments about Satria and Fade's statuses and strengths also attracted waves of controversy.

"Is Master Weu doing this on purpose? He talked about Satria and mentioned Master Chen. Was he deliberately stirring the pot?"

"Haha, what Master Chen. He's just a dead man. Who knows?"

"Master Chen is the hero of our country and the whole world. Are you insulting the hero like this?"NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"What hero? I refuse to admit it. Besides, if it wasn't for Mr. Chen, the martial arts world of our country wouldn't be reduced to such a miserable state. In my opinion, he should be the culprit."

"Look at all these online conspiracy theories. Do you not take it seriously? You think Master Chen is not a meritorious person, but a guilty person? I can only say that there's something wrong with you."

"Haha, it's you guys who have a problem, right? You're really boasting about his achievements. Do you really think that there's no one else who is capable in the country?"

Amidst the heated arguments on the Inte, the break time had passed. The finals were about to begin.

The two teams went into the reinforced arena. The ten participants on both sides stood still and looked at each other with serious expressions. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The vast audience also looked over at this moment, and their mood seemed to shift nervously with the atmosphere at the scene.

After checking and confirming, the referee gave an order to announce the start of the battle.

During the break, both sides had discussed their own strategy. Therefore, without any hesitation, they immediately stepped onto the stage and began to fight.

Bang, Boom, Swoosh!

It was indeed the final round. At the beginning of the match, the participants of both sides were fighting fiercely, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

The flying strength, the whistling and flowing light, and the sounds of fists and kicks hitting each other were constantly heard in the arena.

Since it was the finals, they began to fight hard and bombarded each other.

However, in the end, the strength of the national representative team was slightly weaker and they were defeated.

Satria's expression did not change at all. He had expected this, so he immediately waved his hand and sent in the second participant.

He ascended the platform to fight!

Bang!

There were constant collisions and constant impacts. Positive energy, strength, and flowing light flashed and whistled. The entire arena was like a huge fireworks show, bursting out with brilliant lights from time to time.

With that, they continued the battle.

After a fierce fight, six people from the national representative team had been defeated, while only three from the Thunder Hall had been defeated.

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The situation on the field was very unfavorable for the national representative team.

Even though Satria had expected this result, the situation at this moment was worse than he had thought.

If this continued, by the time the national representative team reached the end, there would be only three or four people left.

Even if Satria had a secret weapon, he would not be able to guarantee a 100% victory.

On the Inte, countlessizens had already started buzzing.

"Alas, I knew it. That's the result!"

"The gap is too big. They still can't win!"

"The game is not over yet. All of you are so pessimistic. How ridiculous!"

"You can see it. It's impossible for them to win."

"Where's that old man, Weu? Why has he gone quiet? Wasn't he bragging so loudly just now?"

"Haha, blind confidence, arrogant and ridiculous. Dumbfounded now are we?"

"Satria hasn't shown up yet. There's still hope."

"Abraham, Angus, and Mervelin didn't show up. What is this?"

Bang!

Another national representative team member was blasted out of the ring.

The seventh was defeated, leaving Satria, Leonil, and Sheldon behind.

On the opposite team, besides the fourth person in the ring, there were six people who had not entered the ring yet.

The number of people left between the two sides was already two to one.

The situation was already very unfavorable for the national representative team.

Under such circumstances, Satria gritted his teeth and said to Leoni

and Sheldon, "You guys shoulda). ??

your best to consume their energy. More is better, understand?"

"Understood!" Leonil nodded.

Satria looked at Sheldon and said, "You'll fight the next match!"

Sheldon's expression was cold as he said, "I can't go up now. Let Leonil go first!"

"You..." Satria was furious.

The other defeated team members also gathered around and glared angrily at Sheldon.

"Sheldon, look at the bigger picture. Don't put on an act."

Madelina did not hold back and scolded him directly, "Sheldon, it's the finals. How much longer are you going to be a coward?"

Satria said in a low voice, "Sheldon, this is an order for you to enter the arena."

Sheldon's face was still as cold as ever as he said, "I reject this order. I don't want to step onto the stage."

"You..." Satria was so angry that he wanted to beat him.

At this time, Leonil stood up and said, "I'll fight then!"

Satria suppressed his anger and warned Leonil. He glared at Sheldon and said coldly, "Sheldon, I'll let you know the consequences of this after the competition."

"As you wish!" Sheldon stated with a stubborn expression.

With that, Leonil stepped onto the arena under everyone's surprised gaze.