Dragon Ball: The Irregular Martial Arts Master

After the yellow-haired referee left the ring, Sun Wukong took the lead.

A straight punch hit Krillin in the face.

He has a solid eye, and he really has no intention of stopping after he says he won't.

Klin, on the other hand, looked at Sun Wukong's stupefied fist punch and laughed. He suddenly fell to the ground, put his hands on the ground, and punched Sun Wukong in the face with his legs.

When Sun Wukong saw this scene, his straight punch suddenly changed, and his hands tightly grabbed Klin's legs.

Then he hit Klin's body hard.

Apparently, Sun Wukong is not as naive as he appears when it comes to fighting.

The cleverness that he should have may be much richer than that of ordinary people.

As for this attack, Klin had no way to dodge. After taking the blow forcefully, Klin's body twisted strangely.

The head and Sun Wukong's head collided together, making a soft thumping sound.

However, Klin obviously underestimated the hardness of Sun Wukong's head.

This attack made him dizzy, but Sun Wukong was not hurt at all, but smiled as before.

However, the most basic idea was still realized, and the two were bounced away a certain distance due to the interaction of forces.

"It hurts... It really deserves to be Wukong."

Klin rubbed his head, then strengthened his legs and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong, on the other hand, put on a calm expression and stretched out his fists, seemingly anticipating Klin's next attack.

But this time, Klin raised his foot fiercely, trying to kick Sun Wukong in the head.

Sun Wukong caught Klin's thoughts and raised his arms horizontally to block Klin's blow.

But, at this moment, a cunning expression suddenly appeared on Klin's face.

"Ah, that idiot Goku is probably going to be tricked by Krillin."

Not far away, Shangguan Yutian looked helplessly at Sun Wukong's defensive posture.

However, he did not remind him.

Listening to Shangguan Yutian's evaluation, Yamcha raised her eyebrows slightly, before he could ask a question.

Klin, who was originally raising his feet, suddenly bent down and pushed his feet down.

Then a punch hit Sun Wukong's soft stomach.

"what!"

Sun Wukong wailed, then his eyes became serious, he picked up Klin and rolled with him.

After Klin attacked, he was caught by Sun Wukong because he could not dodge, and the two began to roll around the ring.

But not long after rolling, Klin suddenly started a new movement, and his body suddenly began to twist.

Then he suddenly regained his footing and leaned back, as if he wanted to slam Sun Wukong's head into the ring.

However, Sun Wukong has discovered Klin's thoughts.

He wrapped his legs around Klin and then used his head as a cannon to attack Klin's waist.

"thumping!"

With a crisp sound, the two of them were completely separated and took a few steps back in an instant.

Looking carefully, Sun Wukong is covering his red nose.

Klin, on the other hand, held his waist.

This time it was a lose-lose situation for both sides, but Klin's injury was more serious in comparison.

"Are the Kamesen-ryu people so powerful? Meeting the two of them together may be a lucky thing for other contestants."

Yamcha chuckled from the side.

"Who knows, maybe some of the plain-looking contestants will have some magical little skills hidden in them."

Shangguan Yutian looked at Yamu Cha, as if he had something to say.

It's just that Yamcha didn't hear it.

After the two rested for a while, they rushed forward together.

This time, the two fought in a very classic trading style.

There is no defense, just pure attack.

And the speed continued to increase. Shangguan Yutian looked at the audience on the side, and his initial excitement turned into confusion at the end.

Obviously, the speed of these two people is so fast that normal people cannot see each other's movements.

However, in the eyes of martial arts masters such as Shangguan Yutian, Yamucha, and Guixianren, they can still clearly capture it.

"thumping!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound appeared.

Klin was knocked out, but fortunately, when he was about to fall into the ring, he grabbed the ring with both hands and did not fall.

But Sun Wukong only stepped back about three steps.

This time, Klin suffered a big loss from this change of play.

"Krillin is really stupid to play this way with Goku."

Shangguan Yutian shook his head slightly.

Then he looked at Klin, who had a "ferocious" look on his face after being beaten, and Sun Wukong, who was smiling full of energy.

Saiyans' physiques are much stronger than humans. Fighting Sun Wukong in a blood-changing way is simply too arrogant.

"No, there is nothing Klin can do, right? They all learn the same style, but Goku is able to outdo him in every aspect."

Yamucha shook his head slightly.

"Too young?"

Shangguan Yutian narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.

"probably."

Yamucha nodded.

On this point, these two melon-eating people have reached a consensus.

"Huh... you really deserve to be Wukong..."

Klin regained his footing, looked at the serious Sun Wukong in front of him, and couldn't help but praise.

"Hey, Klin, you've become stronger too."

Sun Wukong chuckled, and then moved his body.

The seriousness in his eyes did not dissipate.

"It's coming!"

Klin let out a breath, and then rushed forward again.

This time the style of play is not the reckless exchange of blood like before, but the choice is more obscene.

There are a lot of fake moves. They look like punches, but they are actually kicks...

However, fake movements are only effective if they are mixed with the real ones. If everything is fake, then fake actions have no meaning.

Therefore, after Klin made another fake move, Sun Wukong grabbed the sneak attack leg.

Then, he threw him violently outside the ring.

This time, there was no way Klin could turn things around.

His body couldn't stop turning, and then, with a burst of dizziness, his body hit the ground hard.

"Being able to hold on for such a long time, in a sense, it can be regarded as becoming stronger, right?"

Shangguan Yutian subconsciously covered his face and thought to himself.

Klin's current style of play is still very green. Although he has some cleverness, he doesn't know how to adapt.

Compared with the clever little bald man in the later period of the original work, the gap is really not a tiny bit.

"Off the court! The winner of this match is...Sun Wukong!"

The yellow-haired referee glanced at Klin who fell out of the field and shouted subconsciously.

Klin stood up again, rubbed his bald head, looked at Sun Wukong and sighed: "Ah, I lost."

What responded to Klin was Sun Wukong's innocent smile.