Swim Dragon Ball with Wukong

062. I decided to call him Tianwu Liu.

The battle table for this time’s World’s No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament is as follows:

The first game: Tianjin Fan vs. Sun Wukong, the second game: King Chaiba vs. Rao, the third game: Dumpling vs. Xiaolin, and the fourth game: Panput vs. Kenshiro.

This battle list naturally has the contribution of dumplings, but in Zhang Wutian's opinion, this arrangement is unexpectedly suitable.

Among them, the Kamekuru battle was full of gimmicks, and Zhang Wutian's disciples Rao and Kenshiro also had the opportunity to show their strength, so that they would not encounter strong enemies from the beginning.

For Zhang Wutian, who is now extremely powerful in combat, the game in front of him is like a fighting game he played a long time ago.

The two people's avatars collided with each other, constantly vibrating and producing crackling sound effects. Eventually, one person's avatar turned gray and was crushed, while the other person's avatar rose along the line of the battle table and advanced to a higher status. .

In the entire conference, only Sun Wukong was his opponent, and the other competitions were probably no more interesting to Zhang Wutian than the head-to-head clash.

Then, the first game started.

"I'm sorry to Tianjin fans, but this will be the most boring game in this conference."

Zhang Wutian made this comment in the lounge with a good view of the entire martial arts tournament venue.

"I won't show mercy even to women. Guys of Kamesen-ryu, please wake up."

In the ring, Tianjin Fan said seriously, not discriminating against women. After all, his master He Xianren is a powerful female martial artist. Tianjin Fan said this out of absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Well, I won't be merciful, just call me." Saying this is already merciless. If he was really merciless, Sun Wukong could decide the outcome in an instant as long as he attacked first.

"Come on, Tenjin fans, let the old lady of Kamesenryu know how powerful she is!" Loli Kakusennin was shouting loudly in the first row of the auditorium.

"Haha, is that young man your beloved disciple, Madam He? Although he has been well trained, he is unlucky. I am afraid he will suffer a lot this time." Kame Immortal, who was sitting not far away from her, said with a smile.

"My Tianjin fans will not lose. Your disciples will suffer the consequences." The loli Hexianren known as Crane Mother waved her little fist and roared back like a kitten with fried fur.

The next moment, the game started, and Tianjin Fan took the lead.

"Punch me," he punched Sun Wukong in the face without reservation. In the eyes of other spectators, Tianjin Fan was like an afterimage, instantly appearing in front of Sun Wukong.

However, Sun Wukong was faster.

Tianjin Fan's punch hit the air directly, and he suddenly lost track of his opponent.

"Where?" Even Tianjin Fan's third eye couldn't catch the trace of Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong simply moved in an instant and disappeared in front of his opponent.

Not only Tianjin Fan, but everyone at the scene except Zhang Wutian failed to catch any trace of Sun Wukong, even Turtle Immortal and Crane Immortal were no exception.

The next moment, Sun Wukong appeared behind Tianjin Fan, raised his knife, and gently tapped the side of Tianjin Fan's neck.

"Ah" Tianjin rice fell in response.

After receiving this seemingly light blow, Tianjin Fan was unable to wake up until the countdown ended, and he was disqualified from the competition.

Because the game ended too simply, the scene was not very lively. Only a few people could understand Sun Wukong's power. There were not many cheers until Sun Wukong walked off the stage.

"How can he be so strong? Is that old woman's disciple a monster?" Let's not care about the strength of Hexianren, but as a senior expert of the same generation as Turtle Immortal, she still has discernment. She noticed Sun Wukong's true strength, so She felt trembling from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time, Tianjin Fan, the carefully crafted eldest disciple, was not the enemy of the other party, which made He Xianren feel sincerely powerless.

"I'm sorry, Master, I let you down," Tianjin Fan said after waking up, shrugging his head.

"No, you did a good job, but this time your opponent is too strong."

Tianjin Fan clenched his fist tightly. The strength of his opponent was no reason to tolerate his failure. Could it be that just because the opponent was too strong, could he easily expose his own failure? Absolutely not, Tianjin Fan was not the kind of person without ambition.

Immediately after the second game started, the two fighting men: Rao and King Chaiba had already stood on the ring.

"Haha, Tianwu style is really ridiculous." King Chaiba was the first to taunt.

"What did you say?" Although he is still a boy, his height has already surpassed

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As an adult, King Chaiba was endowed with extraordinary talents. The burly Rao glared at the opponent in front of him with his big eyes.

"I was just lucky enough to win the championship in a martial arts competition, so I established a school with self-righteousness and completely ignored my predecessors. The reason why I came back this time is to let the world know my shallowness. I want to tell People, your master is just a liar who is just trying to gain fame.”

After a pause, he continued: "Kamesen-ryu and Hesen-ryu are orthodox martial arts schools that have been passed down for hundreds of years. The girl from Kamesen-ryu before was the real master. As for the mere Tianwu-ryu, haha, it's you today. The day of destruction.”

"Shut up and let me, Rao, tell you the true essence of Tenbu-ryu."

As the game began, King Chaiba launched his strongest attack without hesitation.

The "Eight-Hand Fist" quickly waved its fists, making King Chaiba look like he had grown eight hands. Such fierce and rapid combos made Rao Que unprepared.

He tried his best to resist the opponent's fist, but Rao's strength was not speed, and he was quickly suppressed by King Chaiba.

"What's wrong? Is that all there is to it? After all, I'm just a disciple of a third-rate sect."

Finally, King Chaiba punched Rao in the chest, knocking his burly body away.

Rao flew backwards and then fell to the ground, shocking the entire arena.

"It's over." King Chaiba sneered at Rao lying on the ground and said confidently.

However, his expression changed the next moment. Rao, who was covered in blood, stood up unsteadily. His short golden hair was stained with blood and shone in the reflection of the sun.

"I see, it was this kind of fist that defeated my brother Tochi in the qualifiers?"

"The skill of taking a beating is quite good. Is this the true essence of your Tianwu style?"

"Asshole, don't insult my master" Rao roared: "In the past, I was a bastard who only bullied the weak. It was the master who told me the true use of power. I will never forgive insulting Tianwu Liu and insulting the master. "people"

"There is no point in just yelling. This time I will make you unable to stand up again." King Chaiba's eight-hand fist opened again. However, this time, Rao did not use his fists to fight. He used the most direct method.

Using his burly body to withstand King Chaiba's attack, Rao finally broke into King Chaiba's offensive after withstanding the continuous attacks like a gust of wind and rain.

"Compared with the fists of master and eldest sister, your fists are not strong enough."

Breaking into King Chaiba's defensive circle, Rao flexed his muscles and bumped into the opponent with his shoulder.

"Look at my Mongolian Baji Dao" This is a trick specially developed by Zhang Wutian for Rao.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" King Chaiba was knocked out and unexpectedly fell under the ring.

"Damn it, damn brat, how dare you embarrass me?" Although the match failed because he was knocked away, he was not actually hurt too much. He just felt that his self-esteem was insulted. The angry King Chaiba climbed back onto the ring and said to Rao pounced.

"The loser must act like a loser. As a senior, you don't have enough style." Zhang Wutian suddenly appeared on the ring, just like Wukong before, and aimed a blow at King Chaiba's head and neck.

The Tianjin fan in the audience shrank his pupils and touched his head and neck in sympathy.

"" King Chaiba rushed forward two steps with inertia, and finally fell on the ring.

Zhang Wutian came to Rao who was beaten with blood, took out a fairy bean for him to eat, and pointed at King Chaiba who fell on the ground and said: "Look, Rao, that is the best negative." For example, even if you fail, you must maintain your magnanimity and strive for victory next time. This is what we do in Tianwu style."

His body recovered immediately, and feeling the magic of the fairy beans, Rao, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, said seriously: "I understand, master, I will not let Wu Tianliu be humiliated."

Although he was a little concerned about the other person's name and appearance because of a certain animation in his memory, Zhang Wutian actually had great expectations for this disciple. Unlike Xiao Lin, who came to learn from his apprentice and then became the strongest person on earth, Rao He stood out from hundreds of thousands of outer disciples who were learning martial arts and was chosen by Zhang Wutian. If a guy named Broly is the legendary Super Saiyan who only appears once every 1000 years, then Zhang Wutian thinks This Rao is a super earthling who only comes out every 10000 years.

Regarding Rao's future, Zhang Wutian feels that no matter how much his disciple is held back by his earthly blood, he should still be stronger than Xiao Lin.

Accepting the opinions of the book review section, Tianwu Liu is indeed better than Wu Tianliu.