Dragon Ball Grandmaster Tianjin Rice

Chapter 30 I am Satan, I keep a low profile

Tianjin Fan was a little baffled when he saw the sudden shift of fighting spirit among the three.

But as long as they don't have the idea of ​​forcing themselves to sign up for the competition, he doesn't care.

Tianjin Fan did not continue to pay attention to the three Wukongs who were full of fighting spirit, but turned their heads and glanced around.

After a while, he saw the person he was looking for in the crowd.

A tall and thin man who was tightly wrapped but still showed a green face appeared in Tianjin Fan's field of vision.

"This is Piccolo, right? There doesn't seem to be much difference in appearance, but the combat power... You will only know after he enters the field."

Tianjin Fan quickly found Piccolo among the crowd.

He still remembered that due to his intervention, the current Piccolo was different from the original Piccolo. He was born from a magic egg as small as a quail egg.

"Don't be stunted, or Dragon Ball Fighters will lose one of their replacements."

When Tianjin Fan was looking at Piccolo carefully, Piccolo also turned his head knowingly.

Sure enough, in Piccolo's eyes, Tianjin Fan saw his strong fighting spirit towards him.

Not only that, but his fighting spirit is also aimed at Xiang Wukong.

It seems that during the previous battle, Piccolo concentrated his grievances before his death on Tianjin Fan and Wukong.

Now Piccolo has obviously noticed that Tianjin Fan and Wukong are the enemies he is looking for.

Tianjin Fan looked away from Piccolo.

Now that Piccolo still belongs to the villain camp, he doesn't need to get in touch too much.

At this time, Wukong on the side suddenly followed Tianjin Fan's gaze, and saw Piccolo who was a head taller than ordinary people.

It's just that because of the relatively long distance, he couldn't see Piccolo's face as clearly as Tianjin Fan did, and he could only vaguely confirm that the man's head was green.

"Wow, he looks like he has a frog's head!"

After Wukong saw Piccolo in the distance, he exhaled softly in surprise.

He had seen many animal races before, including kobolds, owls, and bears, but this was the first time he had seen one with a frog head.

Tianjin Fan was taken aback when he heard Wukong's whisper, and then looked at Piccolo's reaction again.

Sure enough, almost at the same moment Wukong exhaled softly, Piccolo's body staggered abruptly.

Obviously, with his Namekian's keen sense of hearing, even though the soft whisper just now was not loud, it still clearly reached his ears.

After confirming that Piccolo was there, Tianjin Fan was about to look away.

It's just that not long after his eyes moved away from Piccolo, he saw a middle-aged man with a beard and glasses who also registered for the martial arts conference.

Seeing the drunken appearance of this man with black-rimmed glasses, Tianjin Fan thought it looked familiar.

But after thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't think of anything.

"I announce that the No.20 [-]rd World No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament will officially begin!"

oh oh--

After hearing the familiar opening remarks given by the host with blonde hair and sunglasses once every three years, the people around the arena immediately cheered like a stormy sea.

The atmosphere in the venue of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference also soared to explosive heights in the blink of an eye!
"The first one to play is our regular guest at the conference - King Japa!

It can be said that the strength that King Gapa has shown in the past few martial arts competitions is obvious to all. He once won the championship of the world's number one martial arts competition.

Although he stopped outside the top eight in the last competition, he is definitely an existence that should not be underestimated.

Let's take a look at the schedule. Who is the unlucky player who has to meet him so early? "

The blonde host, as the gold medal host of the No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament in the World, knows the players who have participated in the competition before.

So as soon as he saw King Japa's name, he immediately mobilized the audience's emotions with words, trying to evoke the memory of King Japa and further stir up the atmosphere of the scene.

With his mobilization, the atmosphere of the scene was immediately elevated to a whole new level.

Even though the temperature is not very high today, everyone around the venue is sweating profusely with excitement.

Mobilized by the blonde host, they looked at the schedule that had just been released to everyone.

"Oh, I see, it's the Satan player.

Player Satan seems to be participating in our No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament for the first time. He did not expect to meet King Gapa at the very beginning.

I believe that everyone, like me, has begun to sweat for him.

But before the Satanic players show their strength, anything is possible in the arena!
Let us look forward to the performance of our newcomer, Satan! "

The blond host has excellent hosting skills. Facing the familiar and capable players, he will express his optimism to a certain extent and mobilize everyone's support for the players.

In the face of a new player that everyone is not familiar with, he will not speak to death in one word.

Not only that, but he will also borrow the natural disadvantages of rookie players.

Subtly mobilize everyone's sympathy for the newcomers, so that the surrounding audience can further immerse themselves in the fierce competition.

In this way, it not only increases the spectacle of the game, but also increases the tension of the scene, and avoids the possibility of overturning.

After so many martial arts tournaments, the blonde host has mastered this set of combo boxing hosted on the spot.

However, this time, after he introduced Satan, he did not see the audience's sympathy for Satan's natural disadvantage.

The blond-haired host was surprised to find that among the audience around him, there were more people who were optimistic about Satan than King Japa.

"What's going on? Is this man named Satan very prestigious among the audience?"

Although due to some accidents, the effect he expected was not achieved, but this is not considered a host overturned.

The blonde host realized that there must be some information about this person called Satan that he didn't know.

So he didn't say any more before he figured it out, but directly announced the start of the game!
Looking at Satan, who had just been waiting to take the stage, the blonde host couldn't help frowning.

"This player Satan seems to be somewhat similar to player Japa King, but his complexion is much fairer, and he looks younger.

But what about his hair?
Why is King Japa, who also has an afro head and is obviously older, still dark and thick, but there is not much left for this Satan player? "

While listening carefully to the discussions of the audience around him, the blonde host was secretly guessing.

"You're a newcomer, so go ahead.

Otherwise, after finally participating in a martial arts conference, they would not even have a chance to make a move. "

King Gapa saw the young man in front of him who loved the hairstyle of explosive hair as much as himself, and felt that Satan had quite good taste, so he kindly let him make the first move.

However, after Satan heard King Gappa's words, he stood there, motionless at all, with an expressionless poker face, neither sad nor happy.

"Look, you really deserve to be the disciple of Tianjin Fan, the last champion.

There is no fear at all in the face of a powerful enemy, he must be very confident in his own strength! "

"Unmovable as a mountain, unfathomable, he is really a powerful martial artist, even if he loses the match, he still wins psychologically.

Because he has already defeated King Japa too much in terms of realm, and there are indeed more masters in the world's number one martial arts competition every time! "

The audience at the scene talked a lot, and Satan's performance made everyone feel that he was different, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Tianjin Fan has become much more handsome because of his hair. Except for those people before, not many people recognize him.

At this moment, he, Wukong and the others were speechless listening to the audience's discussion in the crowd, secretly thinking that this guy really couldn't change his stink of being pushy.

Even by his side, even Wukong and others believed that Satan was sure of victory, which made Tianjin Fan even more eager to use his toes to dig out a crack in the ground and get in.

Now he just hopes that Satan won't lose too badly because of his carelessness, at least he will export a few tricks that he taught him.

However, the next moment, the situation on the field developed in a direction that Tianjin Fan did not want to see.

"Hmph, since you don't bother to make a move, then I will do it first!"

Although King Gapa feels a little sympathetic to Satan's hairstyle.

But seeing that Satan not only remained silent at this moment, but even folded his arms and closed his eyes, he immediately felt a great humiliation and stopped holding back his hands.

As soon as he made a move, it was his ultimate move!
He changed his mind, he must give this stinky brat a serious lesson, make him sober up, and see who is the senior with the afro!

Bashouquan!
In an instant, everyone saw King Japa's hands waving quickly in the air, leaving afterimages, as if eight hands had grown at the same time!
bang bang bang bang...

Continuous fists bombarded Satan one after another like a machine gun, and Tianjin Fan turned his head to the side when he saw this scene and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"what!"

A scream sounded, and a figure flew upside down in an instant and fell to the arena.

Contrary to Tianjin Fan's expectation, it was not Satan who was posing in place and being beaten, but King Japa who was attacking with all his might!
Sensing the end of King Gapa's attack, Satan opened his eyes and looked at Tianjin Fan.

"Master, I didn't speak or make a move just now, and I didn't make any attention-grabbing actions at all. This should be low-key enough, right?"

Satan secretly gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, thinking that he had well implemented Tianjin Fan's warning to keep a low profile.

　Satan folded his hands and murmured in his heart: I neither speak nor move now. This way of begging for votes should be low-key enough, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)