I'm not interested in devil fruit

Chapter 388 It's really just taking a shower!
"Six styles of Lanjiao..."

In the New World Cake Island, even Katakuri couldn't help being surprised when he saw the exaggerated number of stormy winds on the big screen.

Practicing the Six Forms is not an easy task, and Lanjiao is a high-level move in the Six Forms, which needs both explosive power and extreme speed contained in other moves. Feet, the physical strength required may soar sharply.

He said to himself: "It's amazing explosive power and sustained power..."

Seeing on the big screen, after a round of baptism by Lan's feet, the second daughter, Mond, who was covered in scars and dripping with blood, was in a mess, and the aunt's face also became gloomy.

"Giobana Giorno..."

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As Hawkeye predicted, Lynch defeated Charlotte Mond.

After the ostentatious Lanjiao storm, the monster Giorno still had the strength to chase the scarred Mond.

All the powerhouses who followed this competition were secretly shocked, looking at the tall young man on the screen, as if they were looking at a humanoid monster with bottomless physical strength.

Under the continuous offensive of Lynch's armed iron rod, Mond's parry became more and more embarrassing and reluctant.

Her sword skills were 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 also fast.

Not only was this person terrifyingly fast, but his strength was also terrifyingly strong.

The stick was unstoppable, and the palm of Mond's sword-blocking hand was numb from the shock.

Even if he could take advantage of the gap to stab him once or twice, and cut him two or three times... But this man didn't care, his movements didn't stop at all, and he continued to swing the iron rod to prevent the air from entering.

One or two sticks accidentally, Mond was a little overwhelmed, and almost knocked out on the spot when he rubbed his head.

"Only someone with the same speed or strength as him can compete with him...or you can use the hardness of the armed force to beat him back directly!" Mond secretly cried out, his heart was shaken, and he understood, "He is so strong His unbelievable physical strength allows him to exert an overwhelming advantage in the face of opponents who are even slightly inferior to him...I can't win! There is absolutely no chance of defeating him!"

call……

The crackling sound of iron rods waving.

When Giorno pressed forward step by step, he swung another stick, and Mond raised his black sword to block it vigorously, and his whole body was directly blown away by this huge force, which was not weakened by half compared with the beginning.

Mond flipped in mid-air and fell to the sidelines, barely standing safely on the ground.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Charlotte Mond was panting with the sword in hand, his whole body was like small wounds cut by a sword, some of his skin was still blue and purple, and his forehead was also stained with blood, looking very embarrassed.

The outside world.She has lost.

The audience at the scene seemed to be stunned, and it took a while to react, and immediately offered waves of applause and cheers.

So violent!So passionate!Bravo!
Although not all can be seen clearly, Giorno's violent style of play is obviously in line with the tastes of most audiences.

When the host commentary announced that Giorno had won and entered the next round, Lynch on the ring was still holding the black stick. He also had some wounds on his body, his clothes were torn, and some blood flowed, but he was not satisfied at the moment.

Not addictive, not addictive!
Compared with those behemoths on Ruskaina Island in the windless belt, Mond and other human opponents all seemed...

It's too careless!
It's not a lack of strength, but a lack of physical strength.

Why is it that I just warmed up, and these people are panting non-stop, looking like they are dying?

Where is this, are you so tired? ? ?
Lynch let out a long breath, threw the iron bar out of the arena, shook his head, and walked off the ring with a desolate expression.

"..." 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 cut and stabbed by Sister Mond. The wound...seems to have healed. "Animal type? No, he still uses his ability to control his sister's knife on stage, and he is still the magnetic fruit from before... On his own, he has a resilience comparable to that of the animal type?!"

Giobana Giorno...

Armand was thinking about it, Mond calmed down and said apologetically, "I lost."

"It's okay, sister." Armand said lightly, "It's obviously a superhuman, but it has the physical strength and resilience comparable to an awakened animal... and there is also a devil fruit that can manipulate metal. My sister lost to such a monster. No need for an apology."

Mond wiped the wound, smiled wryly, "I even feel like facing Katakuri..."

Armand was silent.

"So that's how it is, just like the jailor beasts in the big prison in the rumors..." Shiliu of the Rain looked at Giorno who was walking away with the female captain. This bastard really didn't take Shiliu seriously. He said repeatedly that he was going to be chopped off, but the kid didn't respond at all. "Interesting... With such a physique, it should be able to chop longer? Hehehe... It's really exciting!"

So far, the quarterfinals are all over!

The host commented loudly to the amplified telephone bug when the audience was slowly leaving, and the impassioned voice echoed in the huge arena and the broadcast screens around the world.

The list for the semi-finals tomorrow——

Joe Rachel Mihawk vs Charlotte Armand!

Shiliu of the Rain vs Giobana Giorno!
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"That's pretty awesome, kid!" Tezolo, who was covered in gold jewelry in the private room, laughed and said, "I'll have to watch the semi-final match tomorrow, who will enter the final? Hahaha..."

He twirled the golden ring on his ten fingers and smiled very satisfied.

It turns out that the powerful people in this world fight like this... It's unbelievable that their bodies can make such movements...

"Would you like to go to see the scene tomorrow?" Tezzolo asked with a smile, "I think the scene can be seen more clearly!"

"Ah?" Crocodile, who was biting a cigar with green smoke blowing across his face, glanced at him. After a few seconds of silence, he said casually, "Don't you want to hide behind the scenes? I don't care about such things!"

This Giorno kid really looks like he is here to compete for the world's number one swordsman...

Well, it should be fine.

I was too cautious.

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It was night and the lights in the hotel room were bright.

"I'll give him another chance!"

The hot water overflowed the bathtub, and the water splashed.Lynch lay grinningly in the big bathtub, Robin comfortably pillowed on his chest, closed his eyes and smiled as he listened to his casual complaints.

"If I don't show up again, I'm really leaving... I'm going to participate in some shit competition step by step, just like going to school, I'm so annoyed..."

(End of this chapter)