Sun Wukong stared at Sun Wutian with undisguised fiery eyes in a panic, and retreated a few steps without leaving a trace. Zhuge Dada once said that a low IQ will be contagious, so it's better to stay away.

Speaking of the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the world, Monkey King and the others left without mercy and never came back. The organizers of the Budo Association are in a heated discussion on whether to cancel the qualifications of Monkey King and his party, and... what to do next?
"what's up."

"I don't know, what's the matter."

The audience stopped watching the game and couldn't help discussing in doubt.

"This...several players left the field without reason, because there has never been a similar situation, and several referees are discussing, please wait," the blond referee saw that the scene was out of control, and played his role as the host for many years, and the audience calmed down.

The blond referee is also suffering and can't tell, Sun Wukong sama, you just leave as soon as you say, I have been looking forward to it for so many years, you will finish the game anyway!

There are only three players left, NO.18, Jiela (the black skin who competed with the masked man pretended by Sun Wutian), Qiulu (a deadly sissy, who competed with Yamu, but fortunately Yamu left early, otherwise he is already GG now).

"Let's fight melee," one of the spectators yelled.

"Yes, let's fight."

"Yes, at least we can still see Mr. Satan in the melee."

The audience's words quickly resonated with other audiences. They mainly wanted to see Satan pretending to be aggressive, but they never expected that their so-called hero Satan was still unconscious because of Sun Wutian's punch.

"What about Mr. Satan, go and let him prepare!"

The organizers of the Budokai quickly accepted the viewer's proposal. Anyway, in their opinion, Satan is so powerful that even Sharu can be killed, and mere melee is nothing, even if the three join forces, one of them is a woman.

They forgot the horrible score of NO.18 on the boxer.

"Well, let's invite Mr. Satan to come out," several backstage personnel who came to invite Satan stood outside the VIP room dedicated to Satan and said to Satan's bodyguard.

"No," a strong-looking bodyguard refused the backstage staff's request, joking, why did he appear in the current state, and the eldest lady hasn't come back yet?

On the sea, Bideli, who followed Sun Wuhan and Jebit for a while out of curiosity, and was on the way back: ...

"Why," the man wondered.

"Well, Mr. Satan is meditating, so don't disturb him," said a thinner bodyguard.

"Meditation?" The man looked suspiciously at the skinny bodyguard.

"That's right, every time Mr. Satan meditates is the scariest time for him," the skinny bodyguard said sinisterly. "Every time Mr. Satan meditates, terrible forces will appear around him. The last time Mr. Satan was meditating, Sharu recklessly disturbed him. Then you understand."

Cellu in Hell: ...

This man knew at a glance that he had been with Satan for a while, and his ability to tell lies with his eyes open was definitely not something to brag about. At least a few of the backstage staff who came to invite Satan all looked terrified, not to mention them who were so awesome as Shalu.

Damn, if it's not Lao Tzu or Shalu, I really believe it, Shalu from hell is furious.

"Sorry to bother you," several backstage staff stumbled away.

The backstage staff could no longer be seen, and the strong bodyguard patted the skinny bodyguard on the shoulder, "The young man is lucky."

"It's okay, okay," the skinny bodyguard scratched his head in embarrassment, but fortunately, he had a good mouth.

"Is Mr. Satan still awake?" The skinny bodyguard looked at Satan who was still lying in the VIP room.

"Not yet," Xiong Zhuang's bodyguard shook his head, recalling that scary little ghost, even he was terrified, I beat an adult with such awesomeness and still haven't woken up.

Sun Wutian: Forget it, my fist is enough for him to lie down for a day, and I want him to wake up, ha ha.

In a Budokai without any masters, NO.18 won the championship easily. Satan wants to pretend to be aggressive, so let's talk about it next year.

unknown place.

The battle between Dabra and Son Gohan, who had already come out of the meditation room, was in full swing.

Dabula took over the Super Saiyan state of Gohan with ease, dodging Sun Gohan's leg sweep, Dabura took a deep breath, and then... the fire escape technique.

A ball of fire was blasted at Sun Wuhan, and Sun Wuhan jumped into the air to avoid the fireball, and rushed towards Dabura in the air.

"Shh."

Dabura, who has seen through everything, left an afterimage in place with a move similar to the afterimage fist, and Sun Wuhan hit the afterimage and punched it empty.

"I'm here," Dabra shouted from a distance like a cat playing with a mouse, with his palms spread out and aimed at Sun Wuhan, a lava energy ball bombarded out of his palm and rushed towards Sun Wuhan.

"boom."

As soon as Sun Wuhan was distracted, he was hit by a lava energy ball, smashed a mountain, and fell into the water with a plop.

"Shh."

Sun Wuhan came out through the water, his clothes were a bit torn, Sun Wuhan glared at Daburra angrily, grabbed the green coat outside with a strong hand, and tore the green coat with a sound of "tearing".

Dabura stood there confidently and looked at Sun Wuhan's angry look teasingly, as if everything was under control.

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