Dragon Ball God-class Saiyan

Overseas Turtle House.

The turtle fairy, Oolong, the Bull Demon King, and the old turtle gathered together, staring at the TV. Lan Fang was also sent to the turtle fairy house by Kelin, and they all waited expectantly for the result of the Sharu game.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​do you think Wukong has any hope of winning?" The Bull Demon King asked nervously.

"You just ask me, I don't know, their level has long exceeded my imagination, I hope there should be." Turtle Immortal scratched his head, his face helpless, more and more strong people on the earth, He, the god of martial arts, has long been unworthy of his name. Isn't it embarrassing for the Bull Demon King to ask him like this.

"Don't worry, even if Wukong loses, there are still Bula and Luo Fei, they are also very powerful." Wulong sat on his stomach.

"By the way, and Sun Gohan."

"Isn't Gohan in the Five Elements Mountain, following Taishang Laojun's side?" Turtle Immortal asked suspiciously.

Oolong pouted, "I'm talking about the son of Goku from another world."

"Oh, you mean the child of Wukong and Qiqi." Immortal Turtle was taken aback. "That child is not bad. He has won the true legend of Guixian Liu. In fact, if Wukong and Qiqi are together, I think it is quite suitable."

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​it's too late to say this." Bull Demon said.

"It's a pity, a pity."

The Guixianren sighed with emotion, he really hoped that there would be a successor like Sun Wufan in the Guixian stream. Although Sun Bula is also very good, she is a girl after all, and she will marry in the future!

a long distance away.

In another high-end villa on Earth, a blond man was also staring at the TV screen. Although he couldn't see anything clearly, he was still taking notes with a notebook in his hand.

"This...it's amazing. At the beginning of the game, Mr. Wukong showed such a shocking power. This is the game I hope to see!"

"It's a pity that I can't go to the scene to watch it, otherwise it would be worth it to die."

The blond man burst into tears, wishing he could immediately fly to the venue of Sharu Games.

"In the next martial arts meeting, we must invite Mr. Wukong to participate again. Only the number one martial arts meeting in the world they participate in is truly the number one in the world. I really hope to host a high-level competition again!"

"Next year's 27th World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference, I don't know if I can invite them, but due to the influence of Shalu's game, can the Martial Arts Conference next year be held as scheduled?" Thinking worriedly, the blond man opened the room window, looking at the dark red clouds in the sky.

At this time, a dark red cloud layered down on the top of the mountain, as if a giant city would collapse at any time.

...

Sharu game venue.

Sun Wukong is newly promoted to Super Saiyan 2. He has not yet mastered all his strengths. Facing the powerful little Sharu, he gradually showed his fatigue.

Another brief encounter.

Sun Wukong quickly retreated and stood on the edge of the broken martial arts arena.

"Hey, Sun Wukong, you are not my opponent, admit defeat as soon as possible!"

Little Sharu has his hands on his back, one foot is crossed, and he has a playful look on his face. If he hadn't known the identity of Little Sharu, looking at his appearance, he would have thought that he was an innocent child.

Sun Wukong gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sighed regretfully, and then the breath on his body disappeared, and the golden energy dissipated.

"It seems that my practice is not enough. It is indeed not your opponent. I admit defeat in this battle."

Sun Wukong raised a hand and shouted at Sun Wufan, "Gohan, I'll leave it to you."

"OK."

Sun Wufan's breath was positive, and he walked off the stage with a resolute expression.

"Hey, didn't you let me go?" Seeing that his father asked Son Gohan to fight instead of calling himself, Sun Bra murmured with a look of unwillingness on his face.

Luo Fei hurriedly hugged Sun Bula and gently scratched her delicate cheek, "Don't make trouble, Sharu's strength is no trivial matter, just watch it."

"Oh." Sun Bula was hugged by Luo Fei, suddenly stopped struggling, and whispered, "If brother Gohan also loses, can cousin be able to defeat Sharu?"

"Of course." Luo Fei was very arrogant.

...

"What's the matter, how did you change someone?"

"Did Goku lose?"

Thousands of meters away, watching the battle suddenly subsided, the staff of various TV stations emerged from a pile of thick sand and dust, and the camera was aimed at the direction of the ring, and they saw Sun Wukong walk down from the ring and put on A young man also wearing an orange-red martial arts uniform.

"That young man looks like Mr. Wukong..."

"Maybe it's Mr. Wukong's brother." All the information about Monkey King turned over in his mind, but there was no information about Monkey King.

"Since Mr. Wukong arranged for the young man to play, he must have given him high hopes. Maybe that person's strength is no worse than Mr. Wukong."

"Is this possible?"

Sun Wukong is the most well-deserved number one on the earth, and it is hard to imagine that there is a martial artist who is comparable to him.

"Ah, what happened to me just now, who attacked me? Hey, the game has already started, let the great Mr. Satan go, I will definitely reveal Sharu's hypocritical disguise."

Confused, Satan touched Bao's head and walked staggeringly from a distance. Seeing the confused and panicked faces of the reporters, he immediately puffed up his chest and exaggerated.

The film crew of those TV stations were stunned that there are such brazen people in the world.

"Satan, you are no longer eligible to participate in the competition."

"Why?" Satan blushed in dissatisfaction, "I'm also an excellent martial artist, but I was accidentally attacked just now, and I didn't even use Qigong waves!"

I despised a bit in my heart, but for the safety of the earth, these people still persuaded: "Don't make trouble, Mr. Wukong has already conceded defeat, do you think you can compare to Mr. Wukong? Sharu's strength is too terrifying, don't add more trouble already."

"what?!"

Satan was stunned, and couldn't help feeling discouraged. Sun Wukong had lost... Then he, um, really shouldn't have come forward.

"Ha, then I'll forget it." Satan smiled awkwardly.

"..."

Seeing Satan retreating all of a sudden, everyone despised them for a while, but they didn't continue to entangle. Although Satan's arrogance is annoying, in addition to being a little shameless, it can't be said to be a big evil, and in this world, it is facing a crisis situation. Now, no one has the mind to take care of such a jumping clown.

Several people could not help but focus their attention on the venue.

Satan sighed in a sullen manner, and also crawls on the ground no longer making fun of himself.

...

In the distance, after Son Gohan came on stage, he showed the form of Super Saiyan 2. Compared with Sun Wukong, Son Gohan's Super Saiyan 2 was more mature and powerful. For a time, his strong aura was similar to that of Xiao Sharu. The energies collided violently, and two silhouettes shone with strong rays of light like dazzling light sources, standing on the martial arts arena.

The sky suddenly split in two.

Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment, and the people from the TV station were speechless for a long time.

Then there was a burst of joy: "It turns out that Mr. Wukong let the young man play, he is sure, there is still hope for the earth!"

Sun Wufan's strength is naturally very strong. After confronting Xiao Shalu for a while, the fierce battle began. In an instant, the wind suddenly rose, and the chaos began. Lu attacked and defended one by one, and competed fiercely.

Clang! Clang!

Electric lights flashed, and afterimages appeared between the sky and the ground from time to time. In just a few seconds, the two collided thousands of times. Difficulties can be solved, no winner or loser.

Whoa!

The two brought the two light strips together and collided, struggling to back away in an instant.

The void suddenly fell into a stagnation, and the thunderbolt generated by the impact was delayed for a moment, and then the rapid shock waves spread from the collision point in all directions. Sun Wufan and Xiao Shalu were head-to-head, without any fancy movements. An attack is straight to the opponent's door.

cough!

A smear of blood was coughed out from his mouth, and Sun Wufan's face changed slightly, but he was not too anxious, and his body flashed quickly.

He raised his feet, slammed Xiao Sharu's face, knocked him out, and then opened his hands to continuously release qigong waves.

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, Xiao Sharu touched his cheek, his dark brown pupils flashed, and his body disappeared suddenly.

When he reappeared, he had already come to Sun Wufan's side, raised his fist, and slammed it down hard. Due to the excessive speed, the tip of his fist seemed to shine beautifully.

Sun Wufan's face turned cold, his arms crossed on his chest, and he turned around to block.

boom!

With a punch, the ground shook, and the invisible energy spread in the crust, creating a wave-like ups and downs.

In the next second, a cluster of black shadows sprang out from the impact port, and Sun Wufan did some backflips and stood tall and straight on the broken ring.