System Makes Me Super Star

Lu Lee then drove to the gymnasium with Silber.    

The moment he saw a Silbert that was worth hundreds of millions driving over from afar.    

Everyone knew …    

Lu Lee, he... It's here!    

At this moment …    

Marlowe Oliver was already in the backstage lounge when he heard that Lu Lee had really come to fight.    

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing an evil smile.    

"Lu Lee, you actually dared to come."    

Silbert drove unimpeded to the center of the stadium.    

Lu Lee …    

He was dressed in black, his hair was fresh, and he looked like a clean boy.    

The next moment …    

The entire audience erupted into cheers.    

"Lu Lee!"    

"Lu Lee!"    

At this moment …    

The lights converged on the other end, and a tall, burly man walked in from the other end.    

Behind him was a crowd of people.    

It was a stark contrast to the fact that Lu Lee came alone.    

"You are Lu Lee?"    

"I am."    

"I didn't think that you would actually dare to come, Lu Lee."    

"Since I've accepted the war letter, I will naturally come."    

Marlowe Oliver threw his head back and laughed. "Hahaha, good! "Lu Lee, I hope you do not regret your decision today."    

Marlowe Oliver was the first to jump onto the battling platform, his 180-pound body jumping onto the stage the moment.    

The stage made a loud noise.    

Everyone could not help but take in a breath of cold air.    

"This is a tough nut to crack."    

"Marlowe Oliver is a capable person. There is a reason why he can defeat those 'martial arts masters'."    

"Compared to Marlowe Oliver, Lu Lee is just a skinny little shorty."    

"I'm a little worried about Lu Lee's situation now. Can he beat Marlowe Oliver?"    

"This... It's hard to say. "    

When Marlowe Oliver saw that Lu Lee didn't come on stage, he laughed and said,    

"Lu Lee, you can't be not coming, right?"    

Lu Lee glanced at the host, "About that, don't you have a ladder?"    

The organizers were slightly stunned.    

Step... A ladder?    

Aren't you a martial arts master?    

You can't even climb up a platform three meters high?    

This... This...    

However …    

Hearing Lu Lee's request for a ladder, the organizer immediately found a stool.    

With the help of the bench,    

Lu Lee climbed up the stage.    

This scene made many foreigners, as well as those close to Marlowe Oliver, laugh out loud.    

They laughed at him,    

"So this is the martial arts master? You can't even go up to the battling platform? "    

"I'm going to die from laughter. Lu Lee, stop joking around, I can fight ten people like you."    

"You should just admit defeat as soon as possible. Otherwise, you'll be beaten black and blue like Li Mu."    

Many of Lu Lee's supporters couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.    

Lu Lee, he... How could he not even go up on stage?    

"I'm more worried about Lu Lee now, he shouldn't have any martial arts at all, right?"    

"I don't have any confidence now, so I can only pray that Lu Lee can be better."    

"Lu Lee, you must be careful. "If you can't beat him, don't push yourself."    

"Sigh, we are the ones who harmed Lu Lee. If not for us, he might not have agreed to this battle."    

"Yeah, he wouldn't have agreed if we hadn't strongly requested for his help."    

"Lu Lee, no matter if we win or lose, we will always love you."    

"Lu Lee!" Come on! "    

Up on stage, Lu Lee clapped his hands.    

His eyes were fixed on Marlowe Oliver.    

"It was you who made Ye Wen's box office go down, right?"    

"Idiot, you're dead now."