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Commentary: "OK! The first contestant is ready. He is a local rider from Montana. It is also the first time to participate in the qualifying for the prize. It looks a little nervous. I hope he can get a good Ranking."

"OK! The referee blew the whistle and the game started!"

The stadium boiled instantly.

Shouts like waves, waves, and flooded 100,000 people.

The staff standing on both sides of the bullpen pushed up the iron gate.

A brown North African bull rushed out, leaping less than two meters and jumping wildly.

Limbs jumped high as if they were springs.

The rider's body sitting on the cow's back was momentarily twisted and irregularly curved.

Obviously, beauty has been lost.

The rider fell to the ground after failing to persist for three seconds.

A dozen referees wearing protective clothing ran up in the drying arena. Some were responsible for distracting the Bulls, while others were responsible for protecting the riders.

Under the **** of the referee, the fallen rider quickly rushed to the middle column table, and the bull hit the head.

The sound of "bang~" is the iron fence of the post.

There were loud noises and cheers.

There are few professional audiences looking at the rider's skills. Most of the audience come to feel the thrill of the bison's rampage.

The rider sat on the cylindrical platform, staring at the bison still running in the arena and walked away.

Commentary: "It is a pity that he did not successfully tame the Bulls. If he wants to get the quota of the main race, he must insist on at least five seconds in the second round. From the situation of his first round, it is difficult. We bless him!"

Chris: "Two to three seconds is a normal level for amateur riders. The first player is not prepared enough. From his movements on the bull's back, it can be seen that he has not entered the state of official competition!"

"OK! The rider who will be playing immediately is a guy from Texas. Can the former Western Cowboy prove himself on the PBR field? We will wait and see!"

"Game start!"

The iron gate opens.

The black bull rushed out into the arena.

The limbs are flexible, the catkins jump in the air, and the front and back half of the body are up and down, full of strength.

O'Neill shook his hand with a live mobile phone and cheered.

The audience could no longer hear the voice of the commentary, and discussed with themselves.

"Is it hot here?"

"My good one! Silly cows are fierce!"

"BGM, "The Horseman of the Horse" starts!"

"I don't think I can persevere for a second!"

Commentary: "It's a pity that he persisted for four seconds, but there is still a chance, I hope to get a good result in the second round!"

Chris: "This rider's arm strength is too weak. During the jump of the bull, the left hand did not grasp the reins, otherwise he might be able to tame the bull!"

In the enthusiastic cheering of the audience, the game came to the middle.

So far, the best result is only five and a half seconds, and no one got a $2500 prize in the first round.

Chris smiled: "Can this next player be the first rider to enter the race today? We look forward to his performance!"

Commentary: "This player released hate before the start of the game. His opponent was his cousin, who was the winner of the championship last year, Johnson.

Chris has made a detailed analysis of the rider Wade before the start of the race. Let's take a look. How is his performance?

Okay, the game starts!"

The iron gate opened.

The brown bull rushed into the arena.

Kick the dust, the sturdy body shakes repeatedly, and the bull's head swings up and down.

Wade looked serious, grabbing the reins with his left hand, and raised his right hand above his head, making the gesture of a western cowboy horse.

The body is not distorted.

The state is very stable.

Seven and a half seconds, landed.

After landing, he quickly climbed up and ran to the fences on both sides of the arena. He strode up and hugged the fence rails with both hands.

The bison crashed into the fence, failed to hit Wade as expected, and turned around to run around the field.

The referee quickly controlled the bison.

Wade smiled regretfully, stretched out his hands and gave the audience high-five, jumped off the fence and walked back to the rest area.

Chris: "It can be seen from his expression that he is not satisfied with this result. Wade already has the qualities of a professional rider. Whether it is strength or physical coordination, and the beauty shown, they are very comfortable, only Unfortunately, he did not complete his uniform in this round of competition.

But we want to congratulate him on becoming the first rider in the first round to qualify for the race.

I hope that in the main game, Wade will be able to take the best form and play seriously with his brother Johnson!"

Commentary: "One of Chris' most promising players has already qualified for the main game, and the other player Liu Wei will play in the last one. Before him, will other players get the main game? Qualification? We continue to pay attention to the arena!"

O'Neill finally realized that he was holding Liu Wei's live broadcast phone, and turned back to stare at the live broadcast camera, "Guys, I am very excited now, and I want to experience the feeling of riding a bull!"

Some viewers in the broadcast room barely understood what he said in English.

"Don't you like horse riding?"

"I can do it if I go!"

"No, the cow doesn't want to be ridden by you, you are too heavy!"

"Ao Fat is funny!"

Although O'Neill could not understand the Chinese barrage, he was very full of emotions, with a strange face and a roaring mouth.

Commentary: "Chris, it is undeniable that the amateur rider is of a very high level, but so far only Wade has got the ticket for the race. Has it disappointed you?

Chris: "The charm of competitive sports is to feel its passion. I analyze it from the perspective of audience and commentary. I think the level of the competition has been shown.

If you want to see the strength, the race is the hard dish. "

"OK! The following is the last rider in the qualifying for today's prize money. He is a Chinese rider Liu Wei!" The commentary smiled strangely.

"Let us wish him a good result!"

Not much introduction.

There was no discussion with Chris.

The echo of the scene suddenly stopped.

The cheers of the audience were reduced by more than half.

Liu Wei sat on the Bulls waiting and felt the atmosphere of the game was completely different.

Tai Nima is realistic now!

Look down on me so much?

Liu Wei shook his head and smiled.

O'Neill doesn't like the smell of discrimination on the sports ground.

The big face fell instantly.

An angry look.

Waving his fist, shouting: "Liu, **** the goddamn! My brother, let them see your strength!"

The audience around O'Neill stared at his unusual reaction, somewhat puzzled.

But soon he was driven by his passion, and then shouted.

Liu Weiyang raised his head and smiled at O'Neill slightly, raising his hand in an OK gesture.

The big screens on both sides played his current state of the game.

In the commentary, Chris smiled and said: "Today, among all the riders participating in the qualifying for the prize money, Liu Wei showed the most relaxed pre-match status, even on the faces of many professional riders status.

He has already emptied himself. I like this state of the game, maybe he will really make people shine!"

After listening to the analysis on the left and right, Chris joked on the left, "Maybe he has given up the game!"

The commentary on the right caters to: "I hope he can stick to it for three seconds, ha ha ha!"