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At the beginning of the second half, veteran Ronaldi appeared. He sat on the matching bull and waved to the camera with a relaxed expression.

In the commentary box, David clenched his fist and put it on his chest to pay tribute to this veteran who had been fighting for more than ten years. "Ronaldi didn't look as nervous as we thought. Maybe he had already let go. No surprise, it was him." The last game in the PBR professional arena, and the look on his face now tells us that he will enjoy the last game."

David's explanation fell.

The stadium of 100,000 people was instantly surrounded by applause.

The audience stood up and applauded to pay tribute to the veteran.

In the camera, Ronaldi pursed his lips and waved to all the viewers who liked him with a smile, but his eyes were already moist.

He was moved by the audience's enthusiasm.

Ronaldi quickly adjusted his emotions and used his best performance to repay the support of the audience. Even if he missed the championship, he did not want to leave any regrets in his career.

The last game is to play for yourself, for the audience, and for your dream.

The whistle sounded.

The staff quickly opened the bullpen.

Commentator: "The game has begun, Ronaldi is driving the world's seventh-ranked super bull, Pearl.

This bull is very expressive and brings us a strong visual impact..."

The commentary is passionate.

The stadium cheered.

Ronaldi rode the bull and waved his arms gracefully. Winning or losing was no longer important. He was intoxicated in the atmosphere of the last game.

Eight seconds to subdue.

Ronaldi let go of his hand, fell off the back of the bull, and quickly rushed to the column platform in the center of the arena. He knelt on the platform, looked up at the blue sky, and blew a kiss with both hands to all the spectators.

The audience once again cheered him with deafening applause.

He smiled.

He smiled with satisfaction.

He smiled helplessly.

After seeing his final score, he came down from the cylindrical platform and walked towards the referee, who was leading the bull to the bullpen.

He walked up to ";Pearl" and stared into its eyes. The bull's mood had calmed down.

Ronaldi touched the bull's forehead, held the bull's horns in his hands, and gave him a deep kiss.

It was a way to say goodbye to his companions.

Ronaldi raised his hands and waved to the audience again, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply, then turned and walked towards the rider's channel.

The cheers of the audience were like ocean waves and did not stop, but the veteran who had been fighting for more than ten years finally left his back on the field.

His right hand was raised high, his index finger pointed to the sky, and he walked into the rider's aisle with his head lowered.

This action seems to be laughing at myself, having been a thousand-year-old second-in-command, and it also seems to be telling the audience to tell my heart, I tried my best and have no regrets!

Ronaldi's final score is currently the second highest among participating players.

Already destined to miss the championship.

You must know that there are two highly anticipated powerful players who have not yet played.

In the commentary box, David wiped his eyes and said, "Let me bid farewell to this spiritual leader in the PBR arena with the warmest applause. He left the most precious wealth to the Bull Riding Professional League with his love, persistence, and struggle. Farewell, my man, the eternal champion in my heart, Ronaldi!"

After a brief moment of emotion.

Mountains and tsunami of shouts once again enveloped the Home Depot Center.

Every rider on the field gave a wonderful race to the audience.

The game comes to an end.

Commentator: "There is no doubt that the focus of this year's PBR Championship Grand Prix is ​​on the next two players. We can now see Liu Wei walking out of the rider tunnel. His mental state is very good and he is as relaxed as ever. .

This is his first time participating in the Grand Prix of Champions and his first attempt to control the world's number one super bull, Bushwacker. Can he succeed? "

David: "If he succeeds, he will change the history of PBR and become the first Asian rider to win the championship in the history of PBR. He will also break the zero record of winning the championship in the first competition. At the same time, he will also be the first to go from bonus qualifying to The champion jockey..., ugh! Unbelievable, will he make history?"

The commentator said excitedly: "OK, let me appreciate Liu Wei's performance on the field next!"

Liu Wei has already sat on the back of the bull. The reaction of this super bull is not strong. His long-term experience with wild animals has given him enough time to adjust his emotions to deal with emergencies.

Liu Wei was fully prepared mentally.

On the sidelines, O'Neal and the group of relatives and friends he brought began to wave and cheer, "Liu! Liu! Liu!"

The surrounding audience immediately responded.

For a moment, the stadium of 100,000 people was uniform, and only one voice echoed.

"Liu! Liu! Liu!~"

Liu Wei smiled slightly, this is so fucking respectable!

Remembering the encouragement Ronaldi gave him before leaving the field, Liu Wei pursed his lips and couldn't let the audience down.

Tie up the reins.

The whistle blows!

The bullpen is open!

Bushwacker rushed out and became violent in an instant. His body swung wildly, and his front and rear limbs jumped into the air as if they were equipped with springs.

Every large body swing and jump impacts Liu Wei's body balance ability.

Liu Weiyou was well prepared. His legs were as if they were glued, tightly clamping the bull's back. The muscles on both sides of the bull's body expanded rapidly, as if he wanted to break Liu Wei's legs.

Liu Wei concentrated on controlling his body balance while also completing the waving movements of his hands perfectly.

The whistle blows.

Eight seconds to subdue.

The moment Liu Wei stopped exerting his strength, the bull swung suddenly and was thrown more than two meters away.

Liu Wei quickly climbed up from the sand, and the bull behind him ran directly towards him with anger.

Liu Wei leaped onto the central cylindrical platform to avoid the bull's collision.

The world's number one bull seemed to have found a sense of freedom, running wildly in the arena and kicking up dust.

It’s a shame for the referee on the field.

It took a long time to subdue him. Two of the referees were even injured because they were overturned while chasing the bull.

Liu Wei stared at the big screen, waiting for the final score.

Many spectators at the scene were stunned.

Yes, they were surprised.

I was surprised by the ferocity of this super bull and surprised by Liu Wei's performance.

There is no doubt that the eight seconds just now were a visual feast of Mars hitting the Earth.

David shook his head slightly: "Perfect, too strong. This young man has all the qualities of a super rider, talent, strength, mental quality, body control..., terrifying!"

The two commentators next to them had already anticipated Liu Wei's final score after listening to David's professional analysis.

It must be very high.

"97.15 points!" the commentator exclaimed, "Liu Wei scored 97.15 points. He made history and broke the record set by Chris in 1998. This young rider is only 23 years old now!"

David: "He dropped a bomb at the beginning. His career opponent should be only himself. Such a talented player may only appear once in a hundred years!"

The 100,000 spectators put their hands on their chests and stared at the final score on the big screen, briefly distracted.

O'Neal was ecstatic, waving his fist violently and shouting loudly: "Liu! Liu! Liu!"

"Liu~"

"Liu~"

"Liu~"

Thousands of people rose up in response.