Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

The duel between Sun Wukong and Iripu is highly anticipated.

Some people say that if Sun Wukong had not met Iri Pu, the global champion of that session, so early in that martial arts tournament five years ago, he would have won the top three in the global finals of the 20th World's Best Martial Arts Tournament. It's not a problem, after all, he is Sun Wuhan's grandson and the descendant of Wu Xianren.

"What a pity. I didn't expect Sun Wukong to meet Yilipu so early this time. What a fate!" Some viewers in the auditorium were chatting.

"Whatever, as long as it's exciting, they should have become stronger after five years!" someone laughed.

"These people really have no vision. Will Wukong lose to this person?" Bulma was very unhappy when he heard the discussion around him. When he saw his father Breeves holding a cigarette in his mouth and laughing silently, Bulma's face changed. Hong defended: "I mean, Wukong has received hard training from Grandpa Wu Tian this year, how can he still lose?"

"Yes, yes, you are right." Dr. Breeves just nodded with a smile on his face, not to get into trouble with his daughter.

At this moment, the two people in the ring have been fighting for several rounds.

They are both the top young masters in the current world on earth, but they did not use their full strength at first. This is the second time they have fought against each other, and they also want to test and test whether the opponent's strength has changed in the past five years and whether there has been any significant improvement. .

Bang!

The two touched each other with their elbows in the air, making a dull sound. Their eyes faced each other, both with fighting spirit, as if there were sparks colliding. They used force at the same time, each kicked the other, swish, swish, and each was ejected backwards. Roll and land firmly.

"You have grown a lot, Sun Wukong." Yilipu wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Hehe..." Sun Wukong was excited and his whole body was trembling slightly. That's how he is. When fighting, he enters the state slowly, but the more he encounters stronger opponents, he can show stronger strength, sometimes even It can break common sense and exert incredible power.

Yilipu took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and his expression became more serious: "But if this is the case, you can't defeat me... In order not to procrastinate for too long, I will show my true ability next time, I hope Don’t be careless.”

He bowed slightly, and the aura of the last champion of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club suddenly came out. A heavy pressure, one after another three times, his breath lingered and changed, becoming heavy and thick in the blink of an eye. several times and spilled out in the environment.

"It's Wu Xianquan!" Yamucha exclaimed in the background of the contestants, "It's Yilipu's Wu Xianquan! I heard that he had climbed to the third level of Wu Xian Tower during the martial arts meeting five years ago. With the insights I gained in the Wuxian Tower, I have already fully understood the 'Qi' in reality, and can truly exert the power of the Wuxian Fist!"

"Now, Wukong is in danger!" His face was heavy, but when he glanced, he found that Klin next to him was full of confidence.

Yamcha was surprised: "Aren't you worried about Wukong? Although he is powerful, after all, compared with Iripu who has practiced the third level of Wu Xianquan, he is still a little..."

Klin smiled and shook his head, looking at the broadcast, with a firm tone: "You don't understand, I have full confidence in Wukong... This guy is not an ordinary person! He is different from us, and different from everyone else. In him, He has incredible power, I am sure of this... The hard work that Master Wutian has put into him can only be fully revealed in a battle like this. Just look at it, no matter who the opponent is, Wukong can win!"

Yamucha was speechless and looked at the TV screen, muttering to himself: "How could such a thing happen..."

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"Sure enough, once player Yilipu used the power of the third level Wu Xianquan, player Sun Wukong immediately began to be unable to resist! Player Sun Wukong gradually fell into a disadvantage and had almost no power to fight back. Will he lose? Will he fight for five years? Are you going to lose this game in the same situation as before?"

The host spoke quickly and heated up the atmosphere at the scene.

Whether it is the audience at the scene or in front of the broadcast screen, countless pairs of eyes around the world are watching this game. Even the audience from other competition areas, there are many people who heard about the duel between Yilipu and Sun Wukong and came here specially. , or tune into the Xidu Division broadcast to watch.

Bang!

Yilipu doubled his speed and knocked the unprepared Sun Wukong away with one punch.

"Wukong hasn't taken off his wrist guards yet?" In a remote corner of the auditorium, Hathaway was wearing toad sunglasses, peeling nut shells in her hands, and stuffing the nuts into Wu Tian's mouth. She asked casually, " How much does he weigh now? I heard Klin say last time that he currently weighs 100 kilograms. What about Goku? I remember that Goku adjusts much more frequently than Klin..."

Wu Tian wore the same style of toad sunglasses as Hathaway, and his hair was still gray-white, which Hathaway preferred, but his beard had been removed, and Hathaway said he wanted to change his mood. UU reading www. uukanshu.net He looked at the ring. At this time, Sun Wukong got up from the ground and wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand. He seemed to be smiling. There was no fear in his eyes, only a burning will to fight.

"After Player Sun Wukong got up, he suddenly stood there... What was he doing? Taking off his wrist guards? Player Yilipu also stopped, and seemed to be waiting for Player Sun Wukong to handle it. Uh... It looked like he was working very hard. Could it be that he was injured in the fight just now, so much so that even if he took off a wrist guard, he still felt unbearable pain?"

The host's voice resounded throughout the conference hall.

The audience was talking a lot, wondering what Sun Wukong was doing, which aroused curiosity.

"It's finally taken away. It seems that the opponent is putting a lot of pressure on Wukong!" Krillin laughed. Suddenly, his expression changed and he murmured, "No, Wukong's energy... has become too strong. Bar!?"

"What?" Yamcha looked surprised, not understanding what Klin was talking about.

In the stands, Wu Tian whispered to Hathaway: "Wukong... His current weight is probably about 600 kilograms!"

"What?" Hathaway was also surprised, took off her sunglasses and looked towards the competition ring.

Sun Wukong took a lot of effort to remove the wrist guard on his right hand. Suddenly, the magical power exerted on his martial arts uniform disappeared, and the pressure as heavy as a mountain also disappeared in an instant. Sun Wukong almost flew up on the spot. He threw away the wrist guard casually and stared at Yili Pu opposite, the light in his eyes suddenly increased: "The real competition..."

"Are you...wait, he's angry?!" Yilipu's expression suddenly changed, but the next moment, Sun Wukong's figure disappeared on the spot, and Sun Wukong's follow-up sounded in Yilipu's ears as if floating from the sky. Words: "...it starts now!"