Dragon Ball God-class Saiyan

"Qiqi is quite knowledgeable, so let her publicize the practice of the temple." Luo Lan smiled and expressed her opinion on Qiqi's behavior. To be honest, this kind of publicity worked well.

Earthlings are a forgetful race and need to be stimulated from time to time, otherwise they will forget the disasters of the past in a few years and repeat the same mistakes and make the same mistakes.

In the original book, the Piccolo incident, the Demon II incident, and even the Saiyan invasion incident later confirmed this. You have to know that it was only a few years after the previous disaster when the humanoid and Shalu game were played. Except for a few people, everyone's understanding of martial arts was reduced to zero, and a guy who made a name for himself was fooled around.

Qigong waves are said to be such ridiculous things as rocket artillery, which is really stupid.

"Wukong's explanation is also very good. I didn't expect him to have this side. I can ask him to make some teaching videos in the future."

Bulma's eyes are constantly rolling, her blue and purple eyes are sparkling, she is about to marry Sun Wukong, of course, everything is thinking about her fiancé. Although Sun Wukong is already a recognized hero on the earth, no one will dislike this achievement. many.

"You have a good idea. It doesn't take much time to produce a video, but it can improve the martial arts literacy of the earth, and it can also benefit Wukong."

"right!"

Bulma's eyes widened and she was very moved... In her eyes, it's enough to improve her strength, no one knows how strong the strength is in the mountains and valleys, and there must be corresponding honors. Bulma believes that with his help, Goku can become a legendary figure!

Luo Lan thinks that there is nothing wrong with Bulma doing this. Wukong is too simple, and it is good to have a smart person like Bulma to assist him. The so-called complementary advantages probably means that the two of them are like this.

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When the host listened to Sun Wukong's explanation of the game in the ring, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

"In the future, we need to ask Sun Wukong and the others for advice, so that the game can be more exciting."

If the host doesn't even know what happened in the game, how can he bring a wonderful commentary to the audience, the blonde host is determined to make up for the knowledge of martial arts in order to explain it better. When encountering some high-level combat, it is best to invite an advisor to assist.

All the audience at the scene listened to Sun Wukong's explanation together, and finally understood some of the pictures combined with the big screen.

"It turns out that Martial Daoist is so powerful, I will also practice martial arts in the future."

"Come on, didn't you listen to what Miss Qiqi said, ordinary strong adults can't even reach 5 points of combat power, and we will never reach their level in our lifetime."

"Maybe I'm a genius!"

"The Great Demon King Piccolo only has 260 combat power." Someone retorted.

"How much combat power do you think Sun Wukong will have?"

"I don't know, it must be very powerful. I was watching his game six years ago. I have to say that since Guixianliu entered the world's No. 1 martial arts club, the game has become more and more exciting."

The audience said one sentence to me, and the atmosphere of the scene was heated up.

On the field of play, the battle between Kelin and Piccolo continued. With the majestic force, a violent whirlwind squeaked like a wolf.

Suddenly, a dazzling ball of light formed in the air!

"Human, your battle is over here, disappear along with the arena." Piccolo looked at Krillin with cold eyes, laughed wildly, and threw the energy ball in his hand downward.

Whoa! !

Seeing the energy ball falling, Krillin watched with a pale face, plucking up the courage to make a final resistance.

"Turtle School Qigong!!"

Suddenly, a blue beam of light shot up into the sky and hit the dazzling ball of light head-on. However, Ke Lin's Turtle Qigong is still not as good as Piccolo's energy ball. Even the qigong waves that he casts at will, despite the huge difference in basic strength, still shows a huge gap.

Puchi!

After the two energies collided, the Turtle School Qigong was quickly completely swallowed up, and the bright white energy ball was still swooping down under Piccolo's icy gaze.

Smashed into the ring of the world's No. 1 martial arts club!

Boom... boom!

The deafening loud noise disturbed every molecule in the air, shaking the eardrums of everyone present; the wind howled, the roof of the Martial Arts Temple was almost overturned, and everyone was swept to the ground by the violent storm. When they got up, they were astonished to find that there was a black hole in the center of the ring, fifty meters long and wide, and a huge pit that was inexplicably deep.

The entire arena disappeared, and the deep pit continued to emit blue smoke, and the smoke almost blindfolded his eyes.

"The competition arena actually disappeared..."

"Is player Keling okay?"

Everyone present, including those who watched the martial arts competition in front of the TV, were stunned. They rubbed their eyes and looked at the dark pit on the ring, especially the edge of the explosion that kept smoking gunpowder, even if it was separated by a certain distance. It also makes the scalp feel numb.

"Such a terrifying attack was actually sent by a Martial Daoist."

"Can the terrifying explosion be able to withstand such a terrifying explosion?"

"This reminds me of the Big Devil Piccolo three years ago, when the Big Devil Piccolo attacked and destroyed a city."

"Miss Qiqi has already said that the combat power of the Great Demon King Piccolo is only 260, and the second generation of the devil is terrifying, with a combat power of over 8000!"

"Bless Krillin player safe and sound!"

In a small city thousands of miles away from a small island in the southeast, in front of the TV, a woman with purple curly hair was drinking a can of beer while watching the live broadcast of the game. When she saw that the entire arena was destroyed by qigong waves When the time came, the purple-haired woman suddenly woke up.

"That little bald head wouldn't be in any danger, would it?"

"Whether the martial arts can kill, it should be fine."

The purple-haired woman watched worriedly, picked up her mobile phone and wanted to dial the number, but then she thought that the martial arts club was still playing a match, and her mobile phone might not be able to get through. He threw away his phone in despair and took another sip of beer.

"Forget it, the little bald head has my contact information, but I don't see him contacting him. I don't care about him."

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"That... contestant Sun Wukong, contestant Ke Lin is all right?" The host stammered, leaning on the edge of the deep pit and looking down, a heat wave blew up from the bottom of the cave, burning his cheeks .

"It's okay, Kelin's anger is still there."

Sun Wu's air was calm, and his eyes looked into the sky. He knew that Piccolo was going to fight against him in the end, so he kept his hand when dealing with Ke Lin and did not kill him.

"Unfortunately, Kling is going to lose the game."

Hearing Sun Wukong say this, the host breathed a sigh of relief, as long as everyone is fine.

Immediately, he followed the corner of Sun Wukong's eyes and looked up. At this time, the smoke had dissipated, and he saw Kelin floating in the air more than 100 meters above the ground in ragged clothes. difficulty.