"This is CBS TV. Have you seen it? There are two top experts at the demigod level on the beach, and the live broadcast of the fight. This level of fighting is very rare.

From our perspective, wow! It's simply a movie stunt shot! No, it's completely different from the movies we see, and it's even more amazing than the processed stunt shots in the movie. Their power has far exceeded the limits of mortals. Are they really humans? Or gods wearing human skins?"

There are already more than a dozen helicopters hovering over the beach of Malibu. These helicopters hover at different angles and altitudes above the venue where Black Orwinette and Lelani compete.

These helicopters are not all the cars of journalists. Some of them are rich and celebrities who are on vacation nearby. After hearing the news that someone challenged Lailani, they rushed over to join in the fun and opened their eyes.

There are even helicopters, originally a tourist project for Malibu Beach - a helicopter manned viewing project.

Now, the two people fighting on the beach can no longer see the figure clearly.

A short and stout tornado with a height of only about twenty meters and a diameter of eight or nine meters rolled up white wind and sand all over the sky, wandering left and right on the beach.

Wherever the tornado went, the thick sand layer of the beach was lifted up and rolled up, and some places even exposed the soil and rocks under the beach.

"Oh my God, this is completely different from the fighting masters we usually see. The two masters who are fighting on the beach now, no, the two demigods, have all left the category of ‘man’ and entered the realm of ‘god’.

From our modern perspective, the power of these two people is so amazing. If it were in ancient times, they would definitely be worshipped as gods!"

"In other words, the gods in ancient legends may really exist once!"

This is another news agency's live broadcast instructions.

"Let's go, let's go to the sea. They have found that Chris and his son are dead. If they continue to rush, the police will come."

Lelani had almost the same temperature when she watched the performance, and there was someone carrying Chris and his son into an ambulance.

She greeted Yayoi Motoka, urging her atmosphere, pushing the short and plump tornado to sway and swing all the way toward the sea.

"Just a fight between two people can cause a natural disaster, which is really amazing.

From the perspective of our Los Angeles Express interview car, the camera cannot see the specific situation of the two masters fighting in the camera, and can only vaguely see seven or eight figures intersecting in the tornado.

However, we all know that there are actually only two masters fighting.

Unfortunately, with these dust and sand blocking, we can only guess through our imagination how amazing the two masters are attacking and defending at what an amazing speed!”

"Look! They have now hit the sea! The sand has disappeared, and we can finally see the real situation of their battle!

Ah! They are fighting on the sea, and they step on the sea, as if they are on land, which reminds me of the many descriptions of the saints walking on the water in the Bible! Look at the miracles in front of you, who dares to say that the stories in the Bible are just stories?”

This is the live broadcast of Los Angeles News.

"What a pity, you are leaving soon, and you have a rare chance to loosen your muscles." Lelani said with regret.

"Uh, I'll play with you when you come to Japan! But I'm really leaving now. A police helicopter flew over there. If I don't leave, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble." Yuyoshi Tomokazu was also a little uncomfortable.

This kind of fighting that can relax and enjoy the body and mind is also a rare opportunity for Yagyu Motoka, but after all, he has killed people in the past few days. If you don’t want to stay and face a group of policemen or even a group of government figures with ulterior motives, it’s better to get out as soon as possible. Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.

"Okay, don't forget to teach me how to change your appearance!" In Lailani's sense, if it weren't for the obvious soul characteristics of Yagyu Motoka, she wouldn't have noticed that the white man in front of her was actually a Japanese person who was wearing makeup.

You know, within her sensing range, even a heart stent can be hidden from her in her ordinary body, let alone any external plastic surgery, makeup, masks, and simulated biological skin can be hidden from her real eyes.

But he knew that this was what Yayoi Moto and his makeup looked like, but Lelani couldn't see any flaws.

On Orwinette, there are no signs of cosmetics or skin patches on the surface of the skin.

You should know that Orwinnett is wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt on the upper body and a beach pants on the lower body, and a large piece of skin is exposed.

This kind of disguise that even her real eye of Artoria's bloodline, coupled with the perception of the domain, has broken through the concept of makeup/disguise, and can be said to be a transformation.

I believe that if I can learn such a magical skill, I can sneak out and play freely, right?

Aside from the inhuman power, Lelani is actually just a twenty-two-year-old girl, and even a girl who is overwhelmed by various jobs.

"Send me down, Lelani."

"Okay, goodbye Japan."

The next moment, under countless shots, with a "boom--" sound, the sea water seemed to explode, rushing from all directions, one figure flew high, and the other figure was knocked down into the abyss.

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"God! God! Where is that Mr. Orwinette? Is he dead?" When Lelani stepped on waves alone, walking back to the beach from the sea like a wandering place, countless reporters flocked to it, but were blocked by the British Royal Guards two meters away.

They could only try their best to stretch the microphone as much as possible, trying to interview the God's words.

"I will hold a special press conference later. Please give in first. I will change my clothes first."

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"First of all, Mr. Orwinette was not dead. He was just knocked down to the sea by me and suffered some minor injuries."

It was at the scene of the advertisement. Well, today it seems that this advertisement is no longer possible. The security personnel hired by William Morris Company set up a cordon and circled out an open-air land. This is the place where the temporary press conference is held.

"Then why didn't he come back with you? That Mr. Orwinette should be able to walk on the waves, right?"

"I don't know this, but he must be fine. I think he probably thought he failed in the challenge and was a little embarrassed, so he left the seabed."

Lelani changed into a pure white riding outfit - today I was going to shoot a harness advertisement, so I prepared all riding outfits.

"Don't he need to surface and breathe? I asked my colleagues just now, but no one has seen anyone surface." A reporter asked below.

"This question is actually not a problem for Orwinette's level. I think it's easy for him to stay underwater for two or three hours." Lelani slightly turned her cheek, brushed a strand of hair behind her head with her right hand, and replied with a smile.

"My God, how far can the martial arts masters of your level be able to do, and can they be like heroes in myths and legends? Or, how far can the limits of human beings be achieved? I just saw that when you fought, it even caused an amazing tornado!"

"As for this question, I can't say where the limits of human beings are. However, for us, some of the heroic deeds in myths are not too difficult.

Of course, there are miracles that we cannot do.”

"When you were fighting, Mr. Orwinette injured Chris and his son, causing them to die unexpectedly. The police are now checking the bodies of Chris and his son. May I ask God, do you have anything to say about this?"

This is a question raised by another reporter.

"What? There is such a thing? It is everyone's obligation to abide by the law. If the Los Angeles police need it, I will cooperate fully in investigating this matter." Lelanie first put on a surprised face, and then answered seriously.

"Have you ever met this Mr. Black* Orwinnett before?"

"No, this is the first time I have seen him. It's strange to say that he should be your Citimate, right? Why do you come to ask me? A martial arts master like this should have been famous in Citimate for a long time?"

Lelani bit her back.

"Uh--" Before the reporter could figure out how to answer, other reporters continued to ask other questions, and this question was over.

"Under the god Lailani, according to your estimate, what level has this Mr. Orwinette reached?"

"It's amazing, very powerful, but it's a little worse than me!" Lelani raised her chin slightly and said proudly.

Just now, in the locker tent, an expert naturally came to tell her what to emphasize in the press conference later.

Among them, adding luster to the British royal family, or to the surname Artoria, is the top priority.

In order to advertise over the years, the British royal family has invested all their money.

Of course, the gains in recent years have also been very considerable. It is precisely because of the amazing returns that Lelani Artoria was defeated by Yayoi Moto and his subordinates, which became a heart-wrenching problem for everyone. Nima's high advertising investment, at least one-third of which was taken advantage of by Yayoi Moto.

If it weren't for Yagyu Moto and the deep-seated family's resignation and not participating in any commercial activities in recent years, the economists of the British royal family would have the intention of collecting money to Yagyu Moto and the person who collected money.

That's why they hurriedly instigated Lelani Artoria to challenge Yagyu Motoka again. As long as they win this time, they can recover more than half of this loss in one go, and even make some profits.

Although the unexpected challenge that Lelani encountered today was beyond their expectations, the result was good. Such a battle in public would be better than a billion pounds of advertisements!

No need to pay for advertising!

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Los Angeles Police Department, Coroner Room.

"This is just sent. The above asked us to issue an autopsy report within an hour, with the order of time being ranked at the highest priority."

"What about the body that is currently undergoing autopsy?"

"Note that, these two corpses are preferred."

"Damn it, the group of bureaucrats above always think of tasks that come out one time, and then a temporary insertion. If the complete autopsy is performed, it is impossible to complete the two corpses in an hour."

"As mentioned above, these two bodies only need to be checked for trauma and do not require pathological analysis reports."

"Okay, I'll try it, but I'm afraid it won't be done within an hour."

The two bodies pushed into the forensic identification room were Chris and his son.

"Now, this old corpse, we temporarily call it corpse A. The cause of death was a neck fracture, and the second was a severe impact on the brain. This young corpse, we call it corpse B. The cause of death was a severe blow to the sternum, a comminuted fracture caused a severe impact on the heart, a rupture of myocardial rupture and heavy bleeding. In addition, there were many fractures in other parts of the body."

Two hours later, the middle-aged forensic doctor took the report and gave a brief explanation to the two policemen who were waiting outside.

"Thank you for your work, Dr. Smith." The two police officers took the report and said goodbye politely.

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On the south of Malibu Beach, bypassing a prominent mountain ridge, it is another beach in Los Angeles that is famous for Santa Monica Beach.

On the beach, there is a white beach tent that sets up here early in the morning.

On the beach chair set up outside the tent, a Japanese tourist with a short figure was lying. He was wearing a flowery shirt that was common everywhere on the streets of Los Angeles and a pair of sunglasses. He seemed to be enjoying the not-so-strong sunbathing in June.

A pair of small eyes were spinning behind the sunglasses, chasing the sexy beauties in various bikinis nearby.

"Let's go, Harada-kun." The tent was lifted up, and Yuki Motoka, who had already put on another face/clothes, walked out of it. Well, now he is a yellow man in his thirties, with an ordinary face and a slightly fat figure.

This image is Dao Ming Matsuma, project manager of Japan Yunduo Cosmetics Company.

"Hi---, Lord Sword Saint, thank you for your hard work." Harada Kima said in a low voice.
To be continued...