Dragon Ball Guilty

In the rest area of ​​the venue, Feng Zi and others were waiting for the game to start. Although they were far away from the stands, they could still hear the overwhelming sound.

The organizer has already compiled the list of matches for the top eight to advance to the semi-finals. Everyone gathered around to watch, hoping that they would run into an acquaintance or a pervert like Feng Zi.

Everyone's eyes are fixed on the list. The order of the games is: Game 1, Klin - Leping; Game 2, Demon 2 - Tianjin Fan; Game 3, Feng Zi - Xian ( God); Game 4, Sun Wukong - unknown (Qiqi)!

Klin glanced at Leping beside him. The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Nothing was more surprising than this result. After three years of training, Klin and Leping fought against each other very frequently, but the two never came out with a winner. Unexpectedly, today's first game was a battle between the two of them.

There was a hint of excitement in Feng Zi's eyes. She clenched her fists and looked at the slovenly looking God in the corner. Their eyes collided in an instant, and they saw the information they wanted to get from each other's eyes.

After Tianjin Fan saw that his opponent was actually Piccolo, his expression changed. He felt a cold gaze staring at him from behind. Looking back, he saw that it was the opponent he would face in the next game - Piccolo. .

Sun Wukong scratched his head. His opponent was actually a cute girl, which he never expected. I saw this unknown girl standing in front of Sun Wukong and snorted angrily, which made Sun Wukong feel confused.

At this time, the staff said to everyone: "The competition will start in five minutes. Please prepare, players!"

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The stands were packed, and Bulma and others used Langqi's transformation to seize a good position, which was the first row at the front near the ring.

"Why haven't you started yet? We are always made to wait!" Bulma said dissatisfied. Waiting is the most annoying thing, not to mention that they have been waiting in their seats for nearly an hour.

After waiting for more than an hour, the audience's enthusiasm remained unfailing, making the staff who maintained order in the venue marvel at the perseverance of human nerves and will.

Oolong replied from the side: "Bulma, it seems that we came early." Bulma thought carefully, and just as Oolong said, they were the ones who came in advance to grab the position every time, and others seemed to be holding their arms as well. With the same idea, I came to the venue early.

Just when Bulma was being unreasonable and protesting. The mustached host slowly walked towards the ring, which immediately aroused the excitement of the whole audience. They cheered and applauded thunderously.

"Hello everyone, I am the host of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club! Now I announce that the long-awaited World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club has officially begun!" the host said into the microphone in his hand, hoarse and passionate.

After pausing for a few seconds and hearing the enthusiastic response from the audience, the host's face flushed, his eyes were excited, and he loudly said: "First of all, the first game, player Klin vs. player Leping!" Tens of thousands of viewers shouted excitedly, The atmosphere suddenly reached its peak!

Klin and Leping walked out of the rest area slowly and slowly. Their expressions changed. When they saw the scene of thousands of people at the airport and the eyes that were all paying attention to them, they couldn't help but feel excited and nervous.

After the two people walked onto the ring, the host briefly introduced their information, and then announced the competition, kicking off the world's best martial arts meet.

Klin and Leping were a few meters away, their eyes in a straight line, and the audience's noisy shouts and cheers could be heard in their ears.

In the rest area, Feng Zi and others silently watched the game between the two. Sun Wukong smiled and said: "After three years of training, I don't know what level Klin and his friends have reached."

Nodding, Feng Zi said calmly: "Compared to them, what I want to know more is, Wukong, what kind of training did you do in the gods, and why did your level increase so much?"

"Ha, let's watch Klin's game first!" Sun Wukong smiled slightly and changed the subject.

While Feng Zi and Sun Wukong were talking, the battle between Leping and Klin had already sounded the horn. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The figures of the two people jumped quickly and blurred on the ring, sweeping like a hurricane. However, in the astonished eyes of the audience, the fighting process could not be captured at all.

"Boom!" "Boom!" As the fists and feet collided, it seemed as if fire was ignited. The next moment, Klin and Leping's bodies were separated, their steps moved forward by leaps and bounds, and they were fighting together again. The fists were mixed with astonishing power, and each kick carried terrifying destructive power. The ring shook, the air seemed to shrink, and the fierce battle washed the entire audience.

Feng Zi and Sun Wukong's eyes flickered. Perhaps only they, who were stronger than ordinary people, could keep the battle between Klin and Leping under their eyes.

Five minutes later, the battle in the ring began to change significantly! Leping's legs only moved slightly, and the sound of the violent storm tearing through the air suddenly sounded, and then subsided in an instant. Nothing seemed to have changed, but Klin's body flew away instantly like an ejected cannonball. go out.

Klin twisted his body in mid-air, controlled the balance of his body in mid-air, tapped his toes, and landed suddenly on the ground.

A smile appeared on Leping's lips, and his figure moved, instantly arriving in front of Klin. "Langfang Wind Fist!" Leping shouted, his fists rotated, and his body and footsteps formed a coordination. With the sound of breaking through the air one after another, the air appeared ripples, and the strong wind suppressed it wantonly.

Klin's expression changed. In order to dodge Leping's rapid attack, his figure swayed from side to side, looking erratic, as if he were a lonely boat drifting in the sea. Passivity can never be as good as initiative. No, Klin will lose his defense for a long time. As the frequency of Leping's punches increased, Klin was hit repeatedly, and his body couldn't help but retreated!

(Thank you all for your hard work last night, thank you! I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival, haha, I am going to eat glutinous rice balls!)