At New World Cake Island, even Katakuri couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the exaggerated number of squawks on the big screen.
Practicing the Six Styles is not an easy task, and the Lan Kick is a high-level move among the Six Styles. It requires both the explosive power and extreme speed contained in other moves. And like this Giorno, he can kick out dozens or hundreds of Lan in the blink of an eye.
Feet, the physical strength required will probably soar sharply.
He said to himself: "What an amazing explosive power and sustained power..."
Looking at the second daughter Mond on the big screen, who was covered in scars, dripping with blood, and in a miserable state after a round of baptism, the aunt's face became gloomy.
"Giobana Giorno..."
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As Hawkeye expected, Lynch defeated Charlotte Mond.
After a seemingly show-off attack, Giorno, a monster, still had the physical strength to pursue the scarred Mondstadt.
All the strong men who were paying attention to this competition were secretly shocked. Looking at the tall young man on the screen, they seemed to be looking at a humanoid monster with bottomless physical strength.
Under the continuous attack of Lynch's armed iron rod, Mond's parry became more and more awkward.
Her swordsmanship was fast enough, only a little slower than her sister Armand, but she didn't expect that her sword was fast, and Giorno's stick was equally fast.
This man is not only terrifyingly fast, but also terrifyingly powerful.
The stick was so unstoppable that the palms of Mond's sword that he held to block were numb from the shock.
Even if I could take advantage of the opportunity to stab him once or twice, and chop him two or three times... But this man looked nonchalant, his movements did not stop at all, and he continued to wave the iron rod tightly.
If he accidentally received a stick or two, Mond was a little overwhelmed and almost knocked unconscious on the spot after being hit on the head.
"You must have someone with the same speed or strength as him to compete with him...or you can defeat him directly with the hardness of the weapon!" Mond groaned secretly, his heart was shocked, and he understood, "He is so strong.
His incredible physical strength allows him to exert an overwhelming advantage when facing opponents who are even slightly inferior to him... I can't win! There is absolutely no chance of defeating him!"
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The sound of swinging iron rods breaking through the air.
When Giorno pressed forward step by step and swung his club again, Mondstadt raised his black sword and blocked it with all his strength. His whole body was directly lifted away by this huge force that did not weaken at all compared to the beginning. The fastest update
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Mond flipped in mid-air and fell to the sidelines, barely standing on the ground safely.
"Huchi...huchi..."
Charlotte Mond was holding the sword and gasping for air. Her whole body looked like small wounds from the sword. Some of her skin was still bruised and bruised, and her forehead was stained with blood. She looked very embarrassed.
Out of bounds. She has lost.
The audience seemed stunned, and it took a while before they realized what was happening, and immediately gave a wave of applause and cheers.
So violent! So passionate! So exciting!
Although not all of them could be seen clearly, Giorno's violent fighting style obviously suited the taste of most viewers.
When the host announced that Giorno had won and entered the next round, Lynch was still holding the black stick in the ring. He also had some wounds on his body, many tears in his clothes and some blood, but he was not satisfied at the moment.
Not enough, not enough!
Compared with those behemoths on Luskaina Island in the windless zone, Mond and other human opponents all looked...
Too rough!
It's not a lack of strength, but a lack of physical strength.
Why am I just warming up and these people are panting and looking like they are about to die?
Where have you been? Are you so tired???
Lynch took a long breath, threw the iron rod outside the ring, shook his head, and walked off the ring with a lonely look.
"..." Charlotte Armand walked to her sister and looked back at Lynch who was walking towards Robin. She keenly noticed that under the man's torn clothes, there were those who had been slashed and stabbed by Sister Mond. The wound... seems to have healed. "Animal type? No, he also used his ability to control his sister's knife on stage. He is still the same magnetic fruit as before... On his own, he has a resilience comparable to that of the animal type? !”
Giovanna Giorno...
Just as Armand was thinking about it, Mond calmed down his breathing and said apologetically: "I lost."
"It's okay, sister." Armand said calmly, "He is obviously a superhuman type, but he has the physical strength and recovery power comparable to an awakened animal type... and there is also a Devil Fruit that can control metal. My sister will lose to such a monster. There is no need to apologize."
Mond wiped the wound and said with a wry smile: "I even feel like facing Katakuri..."
Armand was silent.
"So that's it, just like those jailer beasts in the big prison in the rumors..." Shiliu of the Rain looked at Giorno who followed the female captain away. This bastard really didn't take Shiliu seriously. He himself He repeatedly said that he was going to behead him, but the boy didn't react at all. "Interesting... With such a physique, it should be possible to cut him for a longer time, right? Hahaha... I'm really looking forward to it!"
At this point, the quarterfinals are all over!
As the audience slowly dispersed, the host was speaking loudly to the loudspeaker, and his impassioned voice echoed in the huge arena and large broadcast screens around the world.
The roster for tomorrow’s semi-finals
Joe Raquel Mihawk vs Charlotte Armand!
Shiru of the Rain vs. Giovanna Giorno!
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"This guy is pretty awesome!" In the box, Tezzolo, who was covered in gold jewelry, laughed and said, "We can watch the semi-final showdown tomorrow. Who will enter the final? Hahaha..."
He turned the gold rings on his fingers and smiled with great satisfaction.
It turns out that the strong men in this world fight like this... It's incredible that their bodies can actually make such movements...
"Are you going to see the scene tomorrow?" Tezzolo turned around and asked with a smile, "I think I can see it more clearly!"
"Ah?" Crocodile, who was chewing a cigar with smoke in his face, glanced at him. After a few seconds of silence, he said casually, "Aren't you going to hide behind the scenes? I don't care about this kind of thing!"
This kid Giorno really looks like he's here to compete in a competition to compete for the world's greatest swordsman...
Well, there should be no problem.
I was too cautious.
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The night falls and the lights in the hotel room are bright.
"I'll give him another chance!"
The hot water overflowed from the bathtub, making a gurgling sound. Lynch lay carelessly in the large bathtub, with Robin resting comfortably on his chest, closing his eyes and smiling as he listened to his casual complaints.
"If I don't show up, I'll really leave... Participating in some bullshit competition step by step, just like when I was in school, is so annoying..."