Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 125 Qualifying
"Jiaozi, is that you? What are you doing? Stop!" Tianjin Fan looked at the direction of Jiaozi and Crane Immortal and yelled using his own voice transmission secret technique.

"Ah?" No matter how stupid Jiaozi was, she understood that she was doing something bad with good intentions. Now that she didn't pay attention, she looked at her teacher He Xianren in disbelief, "Immortal!"

"Hmm..." Crane Immortal twitched his lips, "Are you kidding me, Tianjin Fan, have you lost your mind? Have you forgotten what I taught you? Give me the chance to kill that nasty boy!"

"..." Tianjin Fan looked at Crane Immortal, then at Zhajiangmian and the ring under his feet, hesitated for a while and said, "I'm sorry, Immortal, can you let me finish the game, and then you can do whatever you want, kill whoever you want There's nothing wrong with that, but..."

"No but!" Crane Immortal interrupted Tianjin Fan's speech roughly: "No but, Tianjin Fan, I never asked you to come here to win any championship, I wanted you to defeat the Guixianliu gang, I It's the person who told you to defeat Yangxianliu, and I'm asking you to avenge your uncle!"

"...I..." Tianjin Fan knew, but he just didn't want to do it, "I can't do it, Immortal, I can't do it, I want to finish the game, I..."

"I'm so pissed off!" Crane Immortal jumped anxiously, picked up the dumpling, and then put his finger against the dumpling's temple, "Are you going to do it or not?"

"Master Immortal!" Dumpling was dumbfounded, you are my relative!What is this for? Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.

"Immortal! What are you doing!?" Tianjin Fan's expression changed in an instant, what kind of precious master did I have!
"Hey hey! Tianjin fan, if you don't kill him then I'll kill the dumpling!" Immortal Crane went crazy.

"Huh?! Master Immortal!" Jiaozi was dumbfounded, her little head couldn't handle such complicated information at all, and I just heard one sentence, and I killed Jiaozi, "Oh...ah? Immortal, don't wow!"

"Immortal!" Tianjin Fan was desperate for his teacher, and said with restraint: "Please respect yourself!"

"Hmph! Self-respect? I'm a pragmatist. You can only choose one of Tianjin Rice, the life of dumplings, or the life of Zhajiangmian!"

"Huh? Why did the two contestants on the stage stop, and the Tianjin Fan contestant seemed to be arguing with someone!" The referee scratched his ears, but couldn't hear anything.

"Hmph, Tianjin Fan, you must be talking to this old and shameless fellow, Crane Immortal, right?" Zajiangmian stood up, "Even with my toes, I can figure out what this guy said!"

"Huh?" Tianjin Fan felt overwhelmed, dealing with the Crane Immortal was already exhausting, and he added a noodle with fried sauce, so don't take too much trouble, okay?

"Hey, that stinky old man holding dumplings over there!" Zajiangmian was not polite at all, walked to the edge of the ring and pointed at Immortal Crane.

"Be respectful, kid, I'm your grandfather's grandfather!" The veins on the Crane Immortal's forehead popped up, and he shouted angrily.

"Pfft! I laughed so hard, the face is not given by others, but earned by yourself! Look at the shitty things you have done, and you still want others to respect you? Make your big dream!" , "Besides, you thought that Tianjin Fan would definitely win against me without the restraint of dumplings. Guess how you treat dumplings like this?"

"..." Immortal Crane was stunned for a moment, obviously not thinking of this level, he looked at the dumplings in his arms awkwardly, and couldn't help but let go of his hands.

"It's now, Gui Xianren!" Zajiangmian saw that the opportunity had come, and said directly pointing at Crane Immortal.

"What?" Immortal Crane wanted to bring the dumplings back, but it was too late.

"KA MA KA MA HA!" Guixianren issued a beam of Kamepai Qigong in the backstage of the ring, and directly pushed Hexianrengui away.

"Damn it...Zhajiang noodles, old turtle, dumplings, Tianjin rice...you count as one, don't try to run away!" Crane Immortal howled as he was pushed farther and farther away.

"Ha! I didn't expect your kid's thinking to be in tune with mine! Why don't you consider coming to our Guixianliu to study?" Guixianren gestured a V, and then said to Tianjin Fan: "Don't have anything It's a psychological burden, and this little skill can't hurt that guy, so at least you can compete with peace of mind!"

Facing Guixianren's earnest persuasion, Tianjin Fan was silent for a while, and then nodded, which is considered to have agreed, and now there is no better way.

"Yeah!" Gui Xianren nodded, and greeted the referee: "Hey, little brother over there!"

"Huh?" The referee pointed at himself.

"Yes, it's you, the game can continue!"

"Ah, yes! Then please continue, both of you!" The referee gestured for the continuation of the game.

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, but at this time I feel more relaxed than ever. I think I've fallen in love with this feeling of living in the sun, this feeling of being surrounded and cheered by people, this feeling of being surrounded by people." The taste of recognition, human beings, after all, are social creatures!" Tianjin Fan put on a defensive posture, and he no longer had any hope of winning in the face of fried noodles, but the new goal he set for himself was Force out the full strength of Jajangmyeon.

"Hahahaha, Tianjin Fan, you guess people like this, very good, I will do as you wish, show all my strength!" Zajiangmian also put out his own gesture: "Zhajiangmian -"

"Ah, it's that kind of strange move where the whole body glows!" Wukong said, pointing to the noodles.

"Superman mode!" Jajangmian completed his transformation.

"Hmph!" Tianjin Fan rubbed his nose, "Then come!"

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the Zha Jiang Nian disappeared in place, and then appeared next to Tianjin Fan.

"Ha!" Tianjin Fan responded with all his strength, but he was still slapped backwards, even if he wanted to use Wukong to take off, it was useless, just like a wooden stake, he was slapped backwards and downwards.

One, two, three!One after another, the Zhajiangmian was like a tireless machine, pushing the Tianjin rice farther and farther, leaving two deep trenches in the entire arena.

"Ah! This is a arena made of reinforced concrete and stone slabs..." The referee was dumbfounded.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Tianjin Fan really had no choice but to endure it until he could no longer hold back.

"Boom!" The edge of the arena shattered completely.

"Ah?" Tianjin Fan felt that his feet were empty, "It's over! Dancing Kongshu! You must persevere!"

"Get down!" Zajiangmian was not polite at all, and kicked hard from above.

"Ah!" Tianjin Fan blushed, "Dah!" The sole of the shoe still touched the ground.

"...that... the Tianjin Fan contestant's sole touched the ground outside the court, and the winner is the Zajiangmian contestant! The first contestant to qualify today has appeared, and he is Zajiangmian!" the referee shouted loudly in Mike Said, "Let us thank these two contestants for their wonderful competition!"

"Oh—! Zhajiang noodles! Tianjin rice! Zhajiang noodles! Tianjin rice!"

(End of this chapter)