Dragon Ball Guilty

After resting for about ten minutes, it was finally the turn of Sun Wukong and Klin, two fellow disciples, to take the stage.

In the audience, Bulma said to Oolong: "I remember that this match should be between Goku and that bald Krillin."

"Well, I think Goku should win." Oolong said with great certainty.

Bulma smiled and replied: "I didn't expect that guy Leping to be eliminated by a bad old man. I don't know if Wukong and Feng Zi will meet in the semi-finals."

"Next, it will be player Sun Wukong versus player Klin." The host held the microphone in his hand and shouted to the audience.

"Let us welcome his appearance with the warmest applause!" the male host's voice was trembling with excitement.

Amidst the warm applause of the audience, the carefree Wukong and the "shy" Krillin stepped onto the ring.

"What? They're actually two little ghosts!" "That bald head is so cute." "Did you see that the one named Sun Wukong actually has a tail." "..." One after another comments sounded in the audience, All the viewers questioned the strength of the two.

The host introduced: "Don't underestimate Sun Wukong and Klin. Although they are young, they both came from the legendary martial arts god Wu Tian."

For a moment, everyone withdrew their doubts and began to realize. It turns out that these two young men are actually the disciples of the God of Martial Arts.

"Wukong, aren't you nervous?" Klin asked curiously when he saw Wukong being calm and calm.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "I am very excited to fight against Klin!"

The host seemed to have heard what Sun Wukong said, and said excitedly to the audience in the stands: "Okay, since the Sun Wukong player can't wait any longer. Then, I announce that the game has begun!"

Sun Wukong bent down and made a unique starting move of Guesen style. Similar to Sun Wukong, Krillin also put on the same posture. The two of them are from the same sect, which may be the highlight of this game.

As soon as his body moved, Sun Wukong stepped hard on his feet, and his whole body quickly approached Klin like an arrow from a string.

Because Sun Wukong took the initiative, Klin could only defend passively. The two people's fists and kicks kept lingering in the air, even surpassing the excitement of Leping's battle with Jackie Chan just now. On the ring, the blurred figures of the two people suddenly became the focus of the audience.

Although there is no too flashy posture, the two of them are both offensive and defensive, and their speed and skills are extremely exciting. Perhaps because they both belong to the same school, Sun Wukong and Klin both played extremely cautiously during the fight.

In the stands, all the spectators were stunned. After a long time, they burst into continuous cheers. "Come on, Sun Wukong!" "Come on, little bald man!"

Sun Wukong made a side punch, hitting Klin's leg at the same place. The two of them were rushed away by the force of the shock, and each retreated a few meters to stabilize their center of gravity.

"Hey, Klin, I'm going to attack!" After saying that, Sun Wukong's speed was so good that he actually left a "clone" in place. Before Klin could recover, he discovered that there were several silhouettes of Sun Wukong left around his body. This shocking thing immediately caused an uproar.

"Oh! Oh my god!" All the audience members covered their open mouths in disbelief, looking at the incredible scene in front of them.

"Have you seen it? There are so many Sun Wukong players on the stage!" The host didn't know what words to use to describe the strange scene in front of him, so he could only explain it casually in a panic.

Sitting area, behind the screen. When Jackie Chan saw this, he smiled happily and said, "I wonder when Wukong mastered the Candid Elephant Fist."

"Drink!" Klin's straight punch destroyed an afterimage. However, the moment his body moved, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded. Sun Wukong took advantage of the perfect opportunity to duck to Klin's side. Of course, the only people who can see Sun Wukong's movement are Jackie Chan and Feng Zi.

Sun Wukong bent his elbow and struck directly on Krillin's back, which was full of flaws.

"Cough!" Klin stumbled and walked a few meters forward, feeling a burning pain in his back. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

Looking at the remaining image of Sun Wukong, Klin was making calculations in his mind: "When did Wukong master such a shameless boxing technique? Damn it, we must find his flaw."

"Yes!" Klin seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up. Almost instantly, Klin kept moving his body on the ring, trying to prevent Sun Wukong from catching his traces.

The audience couldn't help but despise Klin's calculations. If he kept hiding like this, when would the winner be determined?

"Klin, you lose!" Sun Wukong's voice suddenly sounded in Colin's ears.

At this time, Klin suddenly realized that he had done a stupid thing. He was now on the edge of the ring.

"Not good!" Just as Klin reacted, he saw the figure of Sun Wukong appearing in front of him like a ghost.

Sun Wukong said "Hey hey" and pushed Klin off the ring.

"What a wonderful game! Congratulations to Sun Wukong for winning!" The host pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and said loudly into the microphone in his hand.

Bulma said happily: "Wukong is really powerful, it's Feng Zi's turn to appear in the next game!"

"Well, I hope Feng Zi's opponent will be stronger." Wulong replied.

"Why?" Bulma asked.

"If the opponent is too weak, he will only be tortured by that guy!" Oolong seemed to think of the scene when Feng Zi tortured people, and couldn't help but said timidly.

Bulma nodded in agreement and said with a wry smile: "I hope Feng Zi won't do anything outrageous."

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