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When the residual power of the Sun God Fist dissipated, everyone saw Tianjin Fan lying on the ground with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Marco, on the other hand, walked off the ring calmly and returned to the auditorium.

"What happened inside just now?" Everyone had doubts on their faces, but due to the strong light, they couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Perhaps the only one who knows what happened inside is Tianjin Fan.

And Tianjin Fan was in a very bad state at this time, as if he was still remembering the battle just now, Jiaozi hurried to the stage to help Tianjin Fan down.

The host also began to prepare for the next game.

Marco returned to the auditorium, and Diamond Qiaoz next to him said, "Why is it taking so long?"

"It's interesting to see his moves, so I played for a while." Marco smiled and didn't care.

Looking at Tianjin Fan being carried down, I believe that I should have left a deep impression on him just now.

The subsequent battle proceeded very quickly. Basically, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. The opponent could be eliminated within one or two moves. Otherwise, the strength of the two sides was even, but it would not delay too much.

Soon, the first round came to an end, and when the last person fell on the stage, the host announced, "The first round is over, and the list of the top sixteen includes, Beech, Skydao Estes, Sun Wukong, Marco, congratulations to the sixteen contestants!"

As everyone expected, everyone advanced to the next round, and after Xiao Wukong defeated his opponent very easily, he directly entered the next round.

As for the previous champion, Tianjin Fan, he was supposed to be the most promising and favored player, but who knew that his luck was a bit unlucky, and he met Marco in the first round.

They didn't even make it to the top [-], and fell directly in the first round, which made everyone feel regretful.

At the same time, there are also speculations about who this Marco is, who can beat the previous champion so easily.

Some reporters even started looking for Marko, wanting to get first-hand exclusive news.

But they were obviously going to miscalculate, because the quarterfinals were in the afternoon, and in order to give the players ample rest time, there would be a period of rest in the middle.

And everyone in Xiao Xuan had already left the auditorium, not knowing where they went.

This made the reporters who rushed over after hearing the news rush to nothing.

The time soon reached the afternoon, and everyone returned to the venue.

"Okay, my friends, the exciting quarterfinals are about to begin. I believe that after noon training, all players should recover soon. I look forward to more exciting performances from all players!"

Following the host's brief opening remarks, the quarter-finals of the No.20 Second World No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament officially kicked off.

Everyone went up to draw lots. This time, Estes and Marco were very lucky, and they were not drawn together. On the contrary, Marco and Xiao Wukong were drawn together this time.

Looking at the result of the lottery, Marco didn't react at all. Instead, it was Little Wukong, eager to fight, with a very high fighting spirit.

He had wanted to fight those people a long time ago, but he never had a chance, and now, the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference gave him this chance.

"In the first match, Marco played against Sun Wukong!" The host began to introduce.

"Sun Wukong's performance in the last competition was very impressive. In the end, due to some reasons, he only became the runner-up in the end. I don't know if he can hit the championship this time!"

"And opposite him is the powerful and mysterious rookie martial artist, Marco!"

"The first battle of the quarterfinals begins now!" After the host gave a brief introduction, the match started without any nonsense.

"Come on, fight with all your strength!" Wukong was full of fighting spirit. Facing a powerful opponent, he was very excited. The higher the intensity, the more excited he was!

"Whoosh!" Wukong preemptively hit Marco with a punch. Over there, Marco sensed his knowledge first, and turned his body slightly to the left. Wukong's punch directly missed.

Wukong was slightly taken aback, but he was not taken aback, but continued to strike, and if he missed a punch, he was still punching, but every attack of Wukong seemed to have been predicted in advance by him.

Every time he was just a little short of hitting, at first Wukong thought it was the opponent's luck, but later he discovered that the opponent could really guess the number of punches he made!
After realizing this, Wukong didn't dare to attack again rashly, he made a feint, and then quickly moved away. Since the opponent can guess the number of punches he will use, there is no need for him to waste his energy.

Although Wukong is not very smart in other aspects, he has extraordinary calmness and talent in battle.

This is the superb fighting talent from the blood of a Saiyan.

"Did you find it?" Marco smiled slightly, and he was also very interested in this child of the world.

Especially Saiyan, a race that can explode at any time, made him have some fighting spirit.

However, he also knows that Wukong is not the strongest at this stage, but rather weak, so he wants to see, where is the fighting talent of the Saiyans?
"It's me now!" Seeing Wukong retreating, Marco stepped forward. This time, instead of using his own devil fruit, he used the air control technique he learned on Guixian Island.

This is also a test of one's own strength.

"Bang!" Wukong caught the punch and reacted very quickly, and then made another kick, which Marco easily dodged.

The two exchanged several moves in an instant.

"What is he doing? Hurry up and end the battle." The big vortex spider was a little puzzled, and it directly won the game by using the power of the devil fruit.

But Marco insisted on fighting with the air control technique he had just learned.

"To what extent is he testing his own strength?" Shanks saw Marco's intention at a glance.

Xiao Xuan on the side also nodded. If Marco didn't use the Devil Fruit, his strength should be around the fourth level.

"But it's almost over." Xiao Xuan murmured.

Sure enough, Marco and Wukong in the middle of the field fought again, and after they separated, Marco retreated to the sidelines.

He lowered his head and looked at his fist. He had already roughly known his own strength just now.

"What is he going to do!" Little Wukong looked solemn, and he could feel that the other party seemed to be brewing some terrifying attack.

"We can't let him go on!" Little Wukong decided immediately, wanting to stop him, but unfortunately, although his judgment was correct, his action was a bit late.

A big bird with blue flames all over its body has directly attacked him!