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Three hundred and ninetieth chapters white cranes bright wings

In the fighting conference venue, other small arenas were removed, leaving only a hundred feet in the center of the court. The audience carefully looked at the four directions of the venue, because there were four players standing there, and today was the semi-finals and the finals!

"Lauda!" "Lauda!" "Lauda!" "Lauda!"...

"Aruba!" "Aruba!"

The overwhelming shouts drowned out the entire arena. After a few days, although the time span was not long, the figures of the top four remained deeply in the eyes of the audience in the Mali Star Domain.

Lauda gained the highest popularity with his single-kill kill that scored no more than 5 seconds on average. Aruba was second to Lauda with his strength aesthetics, but although it was second to him, all the voices calling his name were suppressed by Lauda's name. As for the third-ranked unbeatable and the fourth-ranked Mali man named Jady, they could not hear it at all.

Don’t say that each has its own preferences. In the aesthetics of the Mali people, the degree of liking is related to the strength of the other person. The stronger the person, the more he will be supported, and on the contrary, he will be quickly forgotten.

Using this method to capture the hearts of everyone in the Mali Star is more effective than using force to surrender. In addition, there is a major indicator of the higher civilization star field, that is, population. Conquering a star field in a peaceful way is the kingdom.

Amid the calls of everyone, the semi-finals began, with Lauda vs. Unlimited, Aruba vs. Jedi, the first ones to play were Lauda and Unlimited.

Lauda and Unli appeared in the huge screen. The camera gave Lauda a close-up. The corner of his mouth was slightly upward. The breeze blew through his golden hair, shaking like wheat waves.

"Wow! Lauda is so handsome! It seems to marry him!" A fat star marie screamed, trembling like a flower branch.

"Get out! Will Lord Lauda fall in love with you, a charming guy?" Another fatter Mali star girl ran over, turned around and took out Lauda's photo, stood up and danced with her hands.

"Lord Lauda will win!"

The aesthetics of the Mali people are that they are strong. The stronger the person is, the more handsome he is. Even if it is a pig, as long as he has the strength of Marshal Tianpeng, he is so handsome that he is too bad.

Just standing there caused turmoil in all directions. The same is true for many viewers in front of the broadcasting scene. Many women have already brought the broadcasting scene to their hands and want to marry Lauda immediately.

Yanli stood ten meters opposite Lauda, ​​with a calm face. He had seen Lauda's previous games, and each game was very shocked. He could defeat the enemy within one move. Sometimes he wondered if the opponent only had one move, and he could gain the upper hand as long as he could dodge one move?

However, no one gave him an answer, and he didn't know if he would be a stronger attack.

"We're meeting again." Lauda stood opposite the unprofit and said with a smile.

"Yes... Brothers Lauda are very strong. When I meet you in the semi-finals, my luck doesn't seem to be very good."

I laughed dryly, as if I was suffering.

"You are lucky. Have you learned the body-building method?" Lauda asked again.

"I have learned a little, but I can't use it. The physical talent of the Mali people is born. It's better not to learn it after learning it. But I also think that if I can use my strength, it may not be strong, but also soft, so I have been speculating on the moves in this regard."

The two stood on the court, and the game had not officially started yet, and the two sides seemed to be discussing, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

In the previous games that were not profitable, they mostly used softness to overcome hardness, and achieved a huge pound of force. In Lauda's view, this feeling was like a strongman on Earth playing Tai Chi. The appearance was not too beautiful, but the effect was very good.

The reason why Lauda asked the other party if he had learned the body-tightening method was because he believed that there was greater potential for the lack of profit. The body-tightening method contained four attributes. The current Mali Stars are already very high in power attributes. If the speed, perception and resistance can be continued to increase, then even if he encounters strong people in the higher field, he can still fight.

I don’t think the body-building method is very helpful, but it is actually because the body-building method is too low. In the medium-sized star field, the body-building method is not very important. Even if it is, it is the most common body-building method. It is okay to adapt to some environments. It is difficult to further improve your physical fitness.

Lauda smiled: "Your direction is correct, I will teach you a few tricks later."

Yanli's eyes lit up and he also smiled: "I hope Brother Lauda won't beat me to death with one punch."

The two did not communicate for a long time. Soon, at the end of the referee's countdown, the showdown started immediately! The whole audience's eyes focused on the unsavvy neighborhood at the same time, because they knew that it was impossible to capture Lauda's trajectory, because at the beginning of each showdown, Lauda would appear in front of the opponent and win with one move.

It was exactly the same now. Almost in the breathing time, Lauda came to the face of the unprofit!

The audience was so excited that they clenched their fists and prepared to cheer for Lauda. Although this kind of punch was boring, the picture was really so refreshing!

But at this moment, Lauda's movements slowed down countless times. In the eyes of the audience, he seemed to have changed from an airplane to a snail. The speed of his fist was probably able to see clearly and make effective blocking.

"What's going on! Lord Lauda has slowed down!"

"Don't he plan to win with one blow!"

"Maybe it was playing in the semifinals, he wanted us to watch him for a while!"

"Look! The unearned profit is blocked!"

The audience made a surprise and suspicion. In his vision, Lauda's punch was caught by a palm that was spread out with no profit. No one expected that someone could resist Lauda!

How is this possible!

Lauda's punch was enough to blow up the profits, but why was it blocked by the profits? Was Lauda used up all his energy, or was he hiding his weakness before the profits?

But in the next second, Lauda's center of gravity fell, he poses, and his sturdy body flew out and fell heavily to the ground!

"This is... the fighting style is very similar to the ones that are not profitable!"

"Lord Lauda...will actually fight a lack of profit!"

"So he wants to play with the unprofit!"

"Oh my god, his fighting style seems to be better and sharper!"

The audience was shocked, and the whistle screams were stronger than ever before. Although it was soft and hard, the huge body that was not profitable fell from the air and hit the ground was really shocking. I didn't expect that such a slow attack method could produce such powerful power!

On the ring, Kuaili stood up. In front of so many spectators, the senior fell to eat the corpse rice. His face was more or less unhurried, but Lauda used his fighting method to deal with him, which made him a little admire.

"What's this trick called?"

"The white crane shines its wings!"
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