Swim Dragon Ball with Wukong

065. Zhang Wutian vs. Sun Wukong in the final

When Xiao Lin opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the blue sky and white clouds above.

Then he found himself lying on the lawn outside the ring.

"What's wrong with me"

As time passed, the chaotic brain recalled what had happened before.

"If you show mercy, I will never forgive you in my life." He said this in a cool way, but the honest Wukong responded to his determination and took action against him seriously.

Xiao Lin had no memory of flying out of the ring. His previous memory was suspended when the sunglasses host announced the start of the game. It was not until just now that his disconnected consciousness came back online.

"Xiao Lin, how do you feel?" Wukong's voice appeared from a high place. Xiao Lin subconsciously touched his head with his hand and felt that everything in his body seemed to be normal.

"I was scared to death. Fortunately, Xiandou saved you." Wukong's voice was full of joy, as if something bad had really happened before.

"Did I fail? Haha, it's so shameless. I don't even know when I was defeated." Xiao Lin laughed at himself.

After all, it’s still different.

When he reunited with Wukong, Xiaolin found that the little Wukong in his memory had disappeared and was replaced by the current girl.

Wukong grew taller, became more beautiful, and at the same time became stronger.

Maybe only the old man Zhang Wutian is worthy of such an excellent Wukong.

"Damn it, why am I so weak? I also want to become stronger." The unwillingness in his heart hit his soul like a tide, forcing Xiao Lin to shed sour tears.

"Xiao Lin, are you still in pain? Sorry, I tried too hard."

Wukong's words only made Xiao Lin feel more uncomfortable. The more Wukong comforted him, the harder Xiao Lin cried. Finally, the old lady Guixianren who knew her disciple's thoughts came over and silently and helplessly helped away her useless disciple.

"Why is Xiao Lin crying? Xian Dou has obviously cured him, will it still hurt?" Until Xiao Lin was helped away by the Turtle Immortal, Sun Wukong didn't know why his senior brother was crying.

But the progress of the competition will not be interrupted because of this. With the end of the finals, the champion of the 22nd World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament was finally born.

But this is not the end, but the beginning of the final battle.

The host in sunglasses held the microphone and said in a warm tone: "It's amazing. Contestant Sun Wukong showed an unprecedented advantage from the beginning, defeated all opponents with absolute strength, and won the championship of this martial arts competition in one fell swoop. Let us congratulate player Sun for winning. Next, a special competition of the World's Best Martial Arts Competition will begin. The current champion Sun Wukong will challenge the previous champion Mr. Zhang Wutian. Let us wait and see who is the real number one in the world."

"Now we invite the champion Mr. Zhang Wutian to come on stage."

Amidst the cheers of the audience, Zhang Wutian suddenly appeared on the ring as if he had teleported.

Of course, this is only the effect of high-speed movement, not real instant movement.

Such an abnormal appearance did not surprise the audience. Their nerves had experienced various previous battles and had become much tougher by now.

Since people can fly in the sky and shoot rocket-like beams from their hands, even adding teleportation and other tricks does not seem to be unacceptable.

Accompanied by noisy cheers, Sun Wukong also returned to the ring.

The styles of the martial arts uniforms worn by the two people are slightly different, but the colors are exactly the same. At first glance, they look like they are wearing couple's clothes.

"Why don't you eat a fairy bean to recover?" On the ring, Zhang Wutian said to Sun Wukong, who was only one head shorter than himself.

"There's no need to waste the fairy beans. I haven't used up much energy. I feel like I can't use up all my strength." Wukong looked at Zhang Wutian with burning eyes and said eagerly: "It's finally about to start. Zhang Wutian, I can finally be here with you again." Fighting.”

"The last time we fought like this was three years ago. It was such a long time." Zhang Wutian recalled his past experience, and then said: "This is the second time we have competed in a formal occasion. You're welcome."

"You are the one," Sun Wukong said, "Don't avoid my face and chest. Don't show mercy to me just because I'm a girl."

"I can't guarantee that." Glancing at Wukong's well-developed chest, Zhang Wutian said with a smile:

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"If I show mercy, will you hate me forever?"

"I won't hate you." Sun Wukong said firmly, "But I will be angry."

"Okay, I'll try not to make you angry."

With that said, Zhang Wutian got into a posture.

The next moment, a huge breath burst out from his body, and orange-red flames covered his body.

"That's how it is." Seeing Zhang Wutian fully erupting, Sun Wukong said with satisfaction, and then she also erupted.

Golden light wrapped around the outside of Sun Wukong's body, fighting against the aura coming from the opposite side.

Two huge streams of air blew around like a storm, instantly sweeping through the audience seats around the ring. Even the audience sitting in the last row felt the attack of the two typhoons from the center of the ring. The huge storm swept across the venue and the audience seats. On the floor, hair, hats and all kinds of debris flew everywhere.

"This will be the most intense battle in the history of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament." Zhang Wutian murmured, and then said to the host in sunglasses who was standing on the outside of the ring a little distance away, and was blown back by the typhoon: "Before The arrangement can be put to use.”

"Okay, Mr. Zhang Wutian, please come on." The host in sunglasses nodded quickly and offered encouragement.

"This is the only battle I'm not sure about. After all, my opponent is Sun Wukong." With that said, Zhang Wutian turned around and said to the expectant Sun Wukong: "Fighting on the ground will affect the audience, let's go to the sky, like this You won’t lose because you went out of bounds.”

"Well, I listen to you." Sun Wukong agreed to Zhang Wutian's request.

At the same time, the large screen installed high up lit up, and dozens of cameras began to operate, filming the aerial scene from all directions and angles.

Zhang Wutian and Sun Wukong floated into the air. To people on the ground, their figures had long turned into two small black dots, but the camera still successfully captured their figures.

"Let's begin." Then Zhang Wutian said.

"Okay, let's see what the moves are." Sun Wukong took a stance in the air.

The astonishing "dong" sound of impact broke into the ears of all the audience at the scene. At the same time, the aftermath of the impact invaded the ground, so that the audience at the scene once again enjoyed the baptism of the strong wind.

Wave after wave of strong winds continued to hit the conference venue. Such an exciting scene made the audience scream again and again.

And this is just a trivial test between Sun Wukong and Zhang Wutian.

"What kind of battle is this? Are these two guys monsters?" Tianjin Fan raised his head and stared at the battle in the sky with trembling eyes. Of course, he couldn't see anything most of the time. The two men were moving at a speed that completely surpassed His eyesight.

"Ignoring the man, is that girl really taught by you, Old Turtle? Even you are no match for her."

"Hahaha, this is called being better than someone who is inferior to others. Mother He, do you think your disciples will never be able to surpass you?" Turtle Immortal said with a smile.

"Of course not. My Tianjin fan is a genius. One day he will be able to ascend to the most powerful throne. Then I will be the best master in the world." Speaking of her disciples, Loli Hesenren proudly puffed up her flat chest.

Kame Sennin looked at Tianjin Fan who had stopped trembling, then at the lost Xiao Lin beside him, and then sighed and said, "The two strongest people in the sky are competing for the strongest crown. It's hard to catch up with them." It’s easy. Martial artists who were born in the same era as them would have had a very hard time.”

"Is that the real strength of Master and Sister Wu Kong?" On the other side, Zhang Wutian's three disciples, Rao, Toki and Kenshiro, looked up at the sky with expressions of disbelief.

This was the first time they saw Zhang Wutian and Sun Wukong go all out. The scene, which was like a natural disaster, put the three of them into a situation where their common sense was broken.

"Absolute power, capable of tearing even the sky. This is what I, Rao, should pursue all my life." Looking at the sky, Rao's restless heart was filled at this moment.

In the sky, the two people who had fought countless offensive and defensive battles stopped.

"It will be endless if this continues. It will be too boring if it becomes a protracted battle. Let's use the strongest attack to decide the outcome." There are injuries everywhere on the body, and he also received several blows on the face. It should be painful. But with a satisfied smile on his face, Zhang Wutian said to Sun Wukong who was staying opposite.

Sun Wukong, who was also in a state of embarrassment, was a little dissatisfied. She seemed not to have had enough of the beating, but she still agreed to Zhang Wutian's request.

The next moment, even hotter flames erupted from the two of them.