Swim Dragon Ball with Wukong

122. The qualifiers where heroes gather

122. The qualifiers where heroes gather

When Zhang Wutian held Leping's arm, he used some strength to push Leping's hand back. With Zhang Wutian's current strength, it should be easy to do this. However, the result was beyond Zhang Wutian's expectation. He and Leping had a brief confrontation in the air, but neither could do anything to the other. In the end, Leping himself pulled his hand back.

This is of course because Zhang Wutian only exerted a little strength, but even so, being able to have a brief confrontation with Zhang Wutian whose combat power reached 2 as early as 2 years ago, Leping's strength cannot be underestimated.

If things were just like this, they might not be able to attract Zhang Wutian's attention, but surprising things are yet to come.

In the past two years, Zhang Wutian has been practicing as a god, sealing his Qi in his body and preventing it from leaking out. This is a very common state for gods. Now Zhang Wutian can barely survive without fighting. When he was confronting Leping, the breath in his body naturally leaked out because he used a little strength. However, neither Zhang Wutian nor Sun Wukong could escape from Leping's body. Feel his breath.

"I have a bad feeling. Leping looks like "Although he has strong power, he is completely breathless. Such Leping made Zhang Wutian frown. He obviously thought of some characters in the original work.

Bulma's eyes were red. She was a quite aggressive girl, but being exposed by her ex-boyfriend in public was too much for a girl.

Facing Bulma like this, Zhang Wutian was speechless for a moment.

In good conscience, it is obviously impossible to say that Zhang Wutian doesn't even have the slightest intention for Bulma. However, Zhang Wutian has never had Bulma's idea. They have always maintained the playful way of getting along among friends, and have no intention of going further. After all, they also have boyfriends.

Now, after Leping left, Zhang Wutian found that he didn't know how to face Bulma.

"It's easier to practice in the temple. I'm beginning to understand the thoughts of those who hide from the world." Zhang Wutian couldn't help but sigh.

On one side, Zhang Wutian was in various troubles, while on the other side, the people of Hexianliu were stunned.

"What happened to the aura just now? Is that his real power?"

Feeling the aura Zhang Wutian accidentally leaked at that moment, Tao Baibai's face turned as white as a blank slate.

"As expected, that guy really hid his strength. That's what it is. I have practiced hard for three years just to fight against such an opponent. I will never fail again this time." Unlike Tao Baibai's panic, Tian. Jinfan secretly made up his mind, but he didn't know that what he felt was only a small part of Zhang Wutian's power.

So the competition at the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament began in this weird atmosphere.

In the preliminaries, Tao Baibai first met King Chaiba.

"I've heard of you, Tao Baibai, the best killer in the world." King Chaiba, who was considered an older generation martial artist, naturally knew the name of the killer Tao Baibai.

"Hehe, luckily you have only heard of me. If you had seen me, you would have been dead long ago." Tao Baibai sneered disdainfully. Now he was eager to find someone to build up his confidence.

Then the game begins.King Chaiba's eight-hand fist is sharper than three years ago. However, he is obviously no match for He Xianliu as he has just glimpsed the way of Qi for the first time. Tao Baibai easily cracks his moves and goes directly around to King Chaiba. Behind him, he gave King Chaiba a heavy blow.

King Chaiba fainted on the spot and fell to the ground unconscious.

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King Chaiba of Personnel Affairs, Tao Baibai, sneered and said: "Rejoice, this is a martial arts tournament, and you are the first person who is not dead after fighting me."

"Tian Jinfan." Sun Wukong came to Tian Jinfan, who was watching his uncle's battle. The two had fought against each other in the previous martial arts competition, so they had some interaction.

"Sun Wukong, what's the matter?"

"Your uncle has so much evil and murderous aura." Sun Wukong frowned and said, "You and Immortal He are both good people, why do you have such an uncle?"

"This is our Hesenryu's internal affairs, you don't have to worry about it." Tian Jinfan said coldly.

Then Tao Baibai came over, and when he saw Sun Wukong, he couldn't help but look him up and down.

"Little girl of the Kamesen style, are you coming to see our Aten? Hahaha, the next generation of the Kamesen style is really interesting."

Tao Baibai seemed to have misunderstood something, but Sun Wukong did not hear the misunderstanding. He took Tao Baibai's words literally and felt that there was nothing wrong with them.

"Why is he so kind to me? Is he actually a good person? Did I misunderstand him?" He always felt that Tao Baibai didn't seem to be hostile to him, but showed a faint intimacy. Sun Wukong reflected on it, and absolutely not You should treat others based on their first impression. Maybe this master of Kakusenryu is actually a good person who is not very good at getting along with others.

On the other side of the ring, Leping defeated his opponent with an expressionless move and knocked him unconscious on the ring.

"The Leping player wins," the referee shouted loudly from the sidelines.

Even after winning, Leping didn't show the slightest bit of pride on his face. He walked down the ring quickly with a sullen face.

In the distance, someone hidden in the shadows watched Leping's performance with cold eyes. When Leping's battle ended, he turned to look at Sun Wukong in the distance with cold eyes.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt a chill running down her spine. She turned her head sharply, but found nothing.

"It's weird, is it an illusion?" She scratched her head and muttered to herself in confusion.

Withdrawing his gaze, someone in the shadow retreated into the crowd.

"Explosive Flying Kick" came from a certain arena a contestant's high-pitched shout.

With a flying kick, his opponent was kicked out of the ring.

"Haha, I, Mr. Satan, am the real world champion, Zhang Wutian, wait until I challenge you."

The victor, the contestant who called himself Mr. Satan, arrogantly declared that he would win, and made a series of victory gestures on the ring. He did not stop until the unbearable referee asked him to leave. action.

"Haha, do you still want to challenge Zhang Wutian with that kind of strength? He is really a guy who has no self-awareness. He is just like Panput in the last session." After watching Mr. Satan's performance, Xiao Lin couldn't help but say.

However, his smile only lasted for a moment and then disappeared. Leping was his senior brother, but recently he had become more and more strange and had a huge hostility towards Zhang Wutian. Onlookers knew clearly that Xiaolin was different from Leping. He knew that Zhang Wutian was really hostile to Zhang Wutian. Bulma is not interesting. The person that guy likes is Wukong. Because of this, Xiaolin feels more and more embarrassed.

"Leping has lost his mind. I hope he won't go too far. For Wukong's sake, Zhang Wutian should be merciful to the Guixianliu people." With a lot of worries, Xiao Lin came to the stage. He was so miserable. With a stern look on his face, he knocked his opponent off the ring absentmindedly.

As the preliminaries continued, eight contestants stood out one after another, and then the finals began.