The magnetic field turns Pikachu's journey to the heavens

"Ah! Help!"

"Hey! Boy! You are not allowed to use your super power, you can only dodge with your own body." Gui Xianren hid in the dark and shouted, looking at the three people who were stung and screaming, let out a leisurely sigh, "Boy Let's enjoy it, this is youth..."

As the days passed, the requirements of Guixianren also increased a little bit. After one month, they had to wear a 20kg tortoise shell for daily training, allowing the three of them to return to the beginning.

Even so, the three of Lei Qiu finally got used to this training process slowly. At the same time, another news was learned from Gui Xianren, that is, the "No. 8 Martial Arts in the World" conference will be held in Nandu in [-] months. , they will also participate at that time.

"No. [-] Martial Arts in the World" gathers the strongest martial artists from all over the world to win the title of No. [-] in the world. It is the most popular program in the world.

Any martial artist would be proud to participate in the First Martial Arts Conference.

Hearing that they had the opportunity to participate in the First Martial Arts Tournament, Wukong and Klin became more motivated. They practiced desperately every day, and their strength steadily increased.

It is worth mentioning that although there were several full moon nights during this period, the time travel that Lei Qiu thought had never come, and he did not know what kind of mechanism it was.

As long as it comes, let it be, Lei Qiu soon immersed himself in training again.

Seven months later, it was difficult for ordinary training to bring pressure to the trio, and the tortoise shell on the back had also increased to 40 kg. Apart from being a bit strenuous, they also quickly adapted.

Finally one day……

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Wukong interrupted Guixian who was peeking at Lan Qi and Xiao Wu in the living room.

"It's Wukong, what's the matter?"

"Come with me!"

Wukong pulled Guixianren to a big rock and said excitedly, "Grandpa, we can already push this rock!"

Gui Xianren swallowed and said, "What are you talking about..."

With a loud noise, Wukong has pushed the boulder and moved a certain distance.

Then Lei Qiu and Kelin began to show one by one, moving the boulder abruptly to the other side.

After finishing all this, the three of them looked at Gui Xianren with anticipation on their faces.

Guixianren said before that as long as he can push this boulder, he will teach them real martial arts.

Turtle Immortal turned around, was silent for a moment and coughed, "I don't have much martial arts to teach you!"

"What... what?!"

"In the past few months of training, you have learned all the basic martial arts of the Guixian School. Your eyesight, fists, feet, body parts and minds have all been well trained. As long as you use these strengths to your fullest, That's martial arts."

"Martial arts is not for winning, but for surpassing yourself. Therefore, you have to use what you have learned during this time, think and figure out for yourself. Participating in the world's number one martial arts meeting is not for the purpose of victory, but to go to you mainly for the test own strength and accumulate experience.”

Guixianren's words made the three of them look thoughtful. Guixianren's words contained decades of wisdom and experience of this martial arts master, which would guide them to benefit for life.

[After the practice of the Guixian Sect, the level has been greatly increased by +5, and the current level is 21]

Chapter 18 Goodbye of Dragon Ball Squad!

Time flies, and soon, the world's No. [-] Martial Arts Association is about to begin.

The day before the meeting, Guixianren watched the three apprentices in front of him prepare to leave for Nandu.

"You can remove the turtle shell."

The trio took off the heavy tortoise shell, and the tortoise shell made a few clear marks on the ground, showing how amazing its weight is.

"Wow! I feel like my body has no weight at all!"

Guixian said: "Try to jump with all your strength!"

The three looked at each other, and the next moment they kicked their legs vigorously, and the three figures suddenly soared into the sky, just at the same level as a flying bird.

Although it is just the first signs, the strength of the three is completely different from a few months ago.

"hey-hey!"

"Stop playing, catch the plane as soon as possible!"

They bid farewell to Lan Qi and Xiao Wu who were housekeepers, and took a luxury passenger plane to a city in the south, where the world's most popular martial arts competition under heaven will be held.

"Sign up the three of them." Gui Xianren knocked on the official who signed up.

"Well, so young, so young and promising..."

The three rushed to sign up on the last day, and after intense statistics, the committee divided the 170 three contestants into four groups, and each group will select two members through the knockout round to enter the quarterfinals.

The three of Lei Qiu stood among a group of muscular men, receiving a lot of mocking and provocative looks.

"It's over! We're doomed!" Kelin's legs trembled, feeling like it was over before he even started.

Wukong looked around, "Wow! Looks like there are a lot of amazing people!"

"Now announce the rules of the game. When the two sides fight on the stage, they will lose if they fall, pass out, or admit defeat. They cannot kill their opponents, nor can they use weapons. Anyone who violates the rules will lose the game. Now, the contestants come to the stage to draw lots."

Lei Qiu's body was floating in the air, and he was the most eye-catching one in the trio. His gaze swept around and stopped for a while on the back of one of them.

A white-haired old man turned his back to the three of them, but seemed to sense Lei Qiu's gaze, and thought to himself, "Have you been discovered?"

"Hi! I just guessed that you will come here and meet again, Wukong and Lei Qiu." At this time, a man with short hair and a tie came to the three of them.

"Who are you?" Wukong was surprised.

"Yamu Tea." Lei Qiu held up the sign, "Long time no see."

"You two must have become stronger, but I have also trained hard and will not lose to you." Yamcha showed the results of his training during this period.

"Wukong, please come on stage." While the two were reminiscing about the old days, the host on stage called Wukong's name.

"Haha! It's my turn!" Wukong easily jumped onto the stands, reaching out to fish in the box.

"In order to avoid collision in advance, move your hands and feet." Under the stage, Lei Qiu made a concealed movement of his right hand, and a ball in the box actively dropped into Wukong's palm.

"Number 70!" Goku said as he stepped off the stage and saw the number on the ball.

"Great! This way we won't meet each other in the preliminaries. To be honest, I really don't have much confidence." Yamucha looked happy. He didn't want to participate in the world's No. [-] martial arts meeting for the first time and didn't make it to the quarterfinals. was easily eliminated.

"Young man, what a brilliant move." At this moment, a voice came from behind several people.

I saw a white-haired old man in martial arts attire walking over, with the demeanor of a master.

"Hello, my name is Cheng Long. Seeing you reminds me of my youth."

"Hello, grandpa." Wukong bowed very politely.

"Master!" Yamucha looked alert, the white-haired old man gave him an unfathomable feeling.

Only Kelin seemed to have guessed something, and glanced at Lei Qiu. After a few months of getting along, he knew that Lei Qiu possessed powerful superpowers.

Lei Qiu looked up at the old man, and suddenly jumped up and drew his tail towards the old man. The old man habitually made a dodging movement while blocking with his right hand, making a crisp "crack".

The sudden confrontation between the two shocked several people present, but they separated instantly, as if they had no intention of continuing to fight, the white-haired old man smiled, "This little brother seems to want to try the old man's skills .”

Lei Qiu also held up a sign, "Old man, you are very strong."

"Hehehe...Of course!" Cheng Long turned around and left, thinking as he walked, "He won't recognize me. Speaking of which, the place I attacked just now is also my hand that usually holds the cane... "

A small episode, after everyone draws lots, the qualifiers officially begin.

When they actually entered the ring, Kelin and the others suddenly realized that they had become so strong without realizing it, and the opponents they had to look up to were knocked down with just one blow.

Because Lei Qiu had divided everyone into groups that were not enough in advance, they didn't meet any particularly strong opponents along the way, and they went all the way to the top eight smoothly.

"Great! We have all entered the quarter-finals!" Kelin jumped three feet high, and he was no longer the little monk that everyone bullied in Shaolin Temple.

"You have all become very strong. If I fight you, I don't have much confidence." Yamcha also passed the preliminaries successfully. Standing beside Lei Qiu, he said with emotion, "Speaking of which, other people have also come, are you going to meet them? ?”

"Have Bulma and the others come too? That's great!"

A few months later, the members of the Dragon Ball team met again, and the reunion of old friends added a bit of joy.

"I went to Guixianren's island to look for you, but I couldn't find you anywhere. I didn't expect to meet you here." After not seeing you for a few months, Bulma looked even more youthful and beautiful, and I was very happy to see everyone.

"Because we want to practice, so we moved to a small town by the sea." Guixian looked at Bulma with a leery look, "That... you and I are dating?"

"Boom!" Bulma took out the sledgehammer with no expression on his face, and said to Lei Qiu and Wukong, ignoring Guixianren's cold sweat, "We must get together after this competition."

Wukong nodded vigorously, "Yeah!"

"Ahem!" Guixian coughed twice, "Have you qualified for the competition yet?"

Lei Qiu held up a sign, "Man, no problem!"

"Yeah! You are all great!" Everyone was very happy to hear the good news.

At this time, a voice came from the radio, "All contestants, please take your seats at the Martial Arts Temple. The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin!"

"I will cheer for you with everyone!"

After bidding farewell to the energetic Bulma and others, everyone returned to the Martial Arts Temple to gather. Here, eight martial arts masters from all over the world gathered, and they will compete for the number one position in the world.

"Yo! You are here too!" Cheng Long, who was wearing a white training suit, stepped forward to greet him.

Wukong excitedly said: "Grandpa has also entered the quarterfinals! You are really good!"

Lei Qiu didn't raise his placard this time, but made a "pickup" sound, which meant seconding the proposal.

"Hehehe, it's great to see you outstanding young martial artists. I will wait for you in the arena." Cheng Long said, and left with his hands behind his back.

At the same time, the 21st World No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament officially begins!

Chapter 19 The race begins!

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the scene of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference was extremely noisy. Martial artists from all over the world gathered here to compete for the title of No. [-] in the world.

"Now I announce that the first match will be between Mr. Kling and Mr. Barker."

Following the host's order, the first quarter-finals began.

Kelin walked onto the ring with an awkward expression on his face. In terms of strength, he was far superior to his opponent Buck, but Buck had a big killer, that is, he never took a bath since he was born!

The strong stench made everyone stay away from where Buck was, not to mention Klin, who was about to fight him. Sure enough, Klin was attacked by the stench just after the fight, and the situation was very bad.

It wasn't until Wukong made an assist outside the court that Klin suddenly remembered that he didn't have a nose at all. These were just psychological effects. Klin, who was fully cheered up, played his real skills and easily knocked his opponent to the ground.

"hey-hey!

The first battle went well. "Kelin jumped off the ring triumphantly, but saw that everyone was far away from him.

"Um, you need to clean it first..."

The second match was Cheng Long vs. Yamcha. For this old man who repeatedly chatted with his own group, Yamcha was [-] points cautious.

"The previous qualifiers didn't show his true strength, so don't be careless. I should take the initiative to test him."

Yamucha looked solemn, and when the bell of the competition rang, he took the initiative to rush forward to attack. His strength was much stronger than when he met him at the beginning, and the connection between fists and feet was smoother and faster.

However, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't even touch the corner of Cheng Long's clothes. Cheng Long just moved his body easily to avoid all of Yamcha's attacks.

And Cheng Long's random attack can make Yamcha feel like being hit hard, and the pain is unbearable.

"So strong!" Wukong knew Yamcha's strength, he was considered a very good martial artist, but he had no power to resist in the hands of this old man.

"But... Damn it!" Yamucha clutched his stomach, almost feeling that the intestines inside were broken, he took a deep breath, stood up and put on an attacking posture, "Old man, pay attention, next I will Get serious."

Cheng Long nodded casually and said, "Oh, I see!"

"Hmph! Look at the move! New Spike Wind Fist!"

In order to defeat their rivals Lei Qiu and Wukong, Yamcha and Bulma did not just fall in love after returning to the city, they also did a lot of training secretly, and their strength was much stronger than at the beginning.

And this set of improved Wolf Fang Fengfeng Fist is like this. When attacking, it is like a ferocious wolf rushing and attacking, the speed is faster than the blast, and the attack is even more ferocious.

This set of boxing techniques finally made Cheng Long a little serious. His body rolled continuously in the air to avoid the attack of the boxing wind, and he whirled around to come behind Yamucha, and swung his palm. The tea blows out of the ring.

Yamucha fell to the outside of the ring with a thud.

The battle ended in a blink of an eye. To everyone's surprise, Cheng Long, who became serious, suppressed Yamucha at once, and the strength of the two sides was very different.

"Yamcha actually lost!" Bulma, Pu'er and others watching the battle were stunned. No one thought that he would lose so quickly!

"What a terrifying move! The next one to fight that old man, I'm sure I will be the next one!" Kelin swallowed, and his complacent mood just now fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Kelin, the opponent's moves just don't have moves." At this moment, Lei Qiu suddenly reminded Klin, making him show a thoughtful expression.

After the second round, Wukong will play in the third round, and his opponent is Namu who looks like an ascetic monk.

"Well, the expression is so serious!" Namu contestant's serious expression, even Wukong, who is always optimistic and cheerful, can feel it.