Travel Frog: Start With A Sparkling Fruit

In the face of Tang Jing's powerful strength, Vegeta lowered his noble head.

"You are also very powerful, Vegeta."

Sun Wukong wanted to comfort him.

"Hmph! Kakarot, although I lost to Mr. Tang, it doesn't mean I will lose to you. Just wait and see tomorrow!"

Vegeta was in a bad mood, glared at Sun Wukong, and then flew directly into the sky.

"Hey, Vegeta is still the same." Sun Wukong shook his head helplessly.

"Used to it."

Kling smiled dryly.

The next time, Tang Jing found a chair and sunbathed on the island.

Breathing in the sea breeze and drinking coconut juice is a rare pleasure.

Early the next morning, everyone set out for the world's number one martial arts conference.

Everyone gathered together and reminisced about the past.

Tang Jing saw many familiar figures: Yamcha, Tianjin rice, dumplings, Bulma, Trunks...

Of course, none of these people knew him.

"Who is this?"

Yamcha asked curiously.

Vegeta introduced with respect: "He is Mr. Tang."

Everyone was surprised that the powerful Saiyan Vegeta could respect him so much.

After politely greeting a few people, everyone walked towards the registration office.

Since the big star Satan also participated in this world's best martial arts competition, there were many applicants for this competition.

Therefore, Biyu officials adopted a simple selection method.

The staff carried out the strength testing instrument and ranked them according to the strength value.

During the test, everyone was very low-key, except Vegeta.

Tang Jing got ahead of him and randomly measured a qualified value.

Sure enough, it was Vegeta's turn next, and he punched the test instrument to pieces, shocking countless people around him.

After waiting for a long time, all the contestants were promoted and it was time to draw lots.

"I drew number 1!" Sun Wukong looked surprised, "What number did Mr. Tang draw?"

Tang Jing said calmly: "I am No. 2.

Sun Wukong was very excited: "In that case, wouldn't we be able to fight in the first battle?"

Tang Jing nodded, surprised by the result of the draw.

He remembered that Sun Wukong should have been drawn as number 11.

Perhaps it was his arrival that changed many details.

"I announce the first match, between Sun Wukong player and Tang Jing player!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Tang Jing and Sun Wukong walked onto the ring.

"Wow, the first match is the ultimate showdown!" Klin looked at the two people on the ring excitedly.

"It's great. I've been looking forward to the battle between Dad and Mr. Tang." Sun Wufan was also very excited.

"Hmph, let me see how Kakarot lost to Mr. Tang!" Vegeta was a little unconvinced.

"Is that Mr. Tang? A being even more powerful than a Saiyan."

Piccolo felt Tang Jing's aura, and his eyes became extremely solemn.

In the ring, Sun Wukong did a daily warm-up exercise.

"Mr. Tang, I am going abroad."

Tang Jing looked calm: "I can wait for you to enter the Super Saiyan form first."

He participated in the world's best martial arts competition not to win, but to fight against the strong.

Naturally, I hope that Sun Wukong will become stronger as possible.

Sun Wukong is not pretentious either.

With a loud shout, he turned directly into a super harmful form.

The huge energy wave shocked the onlookers.

"Okay, Wukong entered his strongest form as soon as he arrived. It seems he is going to use all his strength."

Tianjin Fan has all three eyes fixed on the ring.

"Oh, Mr. Tang is so powerful. If Kakarot doesn't respond with all his strength, he will be easily killed instantly!"

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After experiencing yesterday's battle, Vegeta has completely become Tang Chui.

"watch out!"

The figure of Sun Wukong on the ring was blurred, leaving an afterimage.

He rushed to Tang Jing in an instant and punched him thousands of times.

"You can't defeat me like this." Tang Jing received every punch from the opponent perfectly.

His brow furrowed.

It seems that Wukong's potential must be stimulated in order to have a good fight. "

He hit Sun Wukong in the abdomen with a knife: "Try to enter a stronger Saiyan form, otherwise you will definitely lose. w

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As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong was thrown onto the ring and directly into the ground.

boom!

The huge collision sound silenced the whole place.

"Is this... still human power?" Satan, the former champion who was watching the match, was stunned.

He was thinking in his mind, and the blond figure on the ring gave him a very familiar feeling.

He then turned to look at the other people watching the battle: "Wait a minute, aren't those guys the same people who killed Shalu?!"

Recalling the past, Satan was shocked.

The man who could stand up to Shalu was actually defeated by the young man in the ring.

Isn’t this boy even more powerful!!

A hand stretched out from the ground: "Mr. Tang is really powerful.

At this time, Sun Wukong had wounds all over his body.

However, Tang Jing spared his hand and only caused some minor skin injuries.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" Tang Jing asked.

"Of course, I'm going to try to enter a form beyond the Super Saiyan limit!"

The fighting spirit in Sun Wukong's heart surged: "If I can't have a good fight with you, I will definitely regret it!"

He has a feeling that the shackles that block the limit of his strength will soon be broken! And!.