Dragon Ball Guilty

Under the scorching sun, the main venue where the world's best martial arts tournament is held is packed with seats. All the audience are eagerly looking forward to the highlight of the show, which is the end of today's martial arts tournament and the finals between Feng Zi and Jackie Chan.

Feng Zi, who arrived at the venue early, was surprised to find that the seriously injured Sun Wukong was talking with Jackie Chan, the contestant in the next competition, in the rest area.

"Feng Zi, you're here." Sun Wukong greeted him as if nothing was wrong. It was completely impossible to tell where he had been injured.

Feng Zi nodded and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I came to see the battle between you and grandpa!" Sun Wukong grinned.

At this time, Jackie Chan's thoughtful eyes were fixed on Feng Zi, and he said slowly: "Young man, I watched all the matches between you and Wukong. To be honest, the fact that you can beat Wukong does not mean that your speed or strength account for It’s because your ability to control Qi surpasses him. But I’m different, what I’m best at is controlling Qi!”

"Oh? Maybe. I don't want to explain anything more. During the competition, I will speak with my fists!" Feng Zi replied lukewarmly. In fact, he was not sure that he could defeat Jackie Chan in front of him, which can also be said to be the Turtle Immortal. , after all, the level gap is very obvious.

Feng Zi has just reached level 11. According to the 1:6 level conversion between humans and monsters, Feng Zi can barely deal with monsters around level 66, while Kame Sennin is at level 70. It can be said that the odds of defeating him are It's very slight, and the form is very unfavorable to Feng Zi.

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after an hour.

Because the season in Papaya Island is still summer, the temperature in the air has always been high, with no downward trend. The competition site was full of roars and joy, and the wisps of water vapor distorted the distant scenery. Sweating can no longer be used to describe these things. The audience was crowded together, and their hair was already wet with sweat. There was a continuous stream of sweat on their foreheads, faces, and even the backs of their hands. Their clothes were already wet and clinging to their bodies. , thus, the men showed off their strong and majestic body lines, while the ladies showed off their exquisite curves. This allowed both men and women to feast their eyes on each other and at the same time secretly praise that this trip was really profitable.

Under the gaze of everyone, the host responsible for the commentary calmly walked onto the stage. Facing the huge crowds and the noisy scene, there was no trace of nervousness on his face. It was obvious that he had received professional training.

"Dear viewers, the upcoming match can be said to be the biggest highlight of the World's No. 1 Budokai. It will pit the powerful Feng Zi against the ever-strong Jackie Chan!" The host spoke into the microphone in his hand as he prepared in advance. Speaking, he said with a slightly excited tone. Unexpectedly, when he said this, there was a roar of boos, and the audience was obviously impatient with the wait. This capable male supporter did not show the slightest panic on his face, but loudly said: "Everyone! Everyone! Be quiet, everyone, be quiet for a moment. I know that everyone is looking forward to this game very much. So, please give me a call today." The protagonists are contestants Feng Zi and Jackie Chan!"

"Wow!" At this moment, tens of thousands of spectators could not sit still, shouting excitedly and loudly, converging into waves of sounds like mountains and tsunamis in this vast and boundless venue.

The first person to come out of the field was Jackie Chan. His hair was dark blue and his beard on his chin was all white, showing his age. However, Jackie Chan's body is still strong and strong, his face is red, and he looks like a fairy, exuding the aura of a strong man.

"Come on, Jackie Chan!" "Come on, grandpa!" "Look! This is the style of a master." After Jackie Chan's figure appeared in the audience's sight, the venue suddenly became boiling, with comments and cheers coming and going. In the eyes of some viewers, Jiang is still old and hot, and the winner of this competition is most likely to be the experienced Jackie Chan.

After a few seconds of pause, another player, Feng Zi, slowly walked out. His short purple hair was windless. His expression was serious and his eyes were cold. There was no cold aura in his body, but he was a bit colder. If someone stood in front of him, they would definitely feel a winter chill.

"Ah! It's Feng Zi!" "Madman!" "Feng Zi, come on!" "I support you!" In vain, one wave after another rose up. After Feng Zi entered the scene, excitement, excitement, ecstasy, and excitement broke out. The sound of adoration suddenly filled the entire scene. Unlike Jackie Chan, according to statistics from busybodies after the game, almost 90% of women of all ages admire the young, handsome and super powerful Feng Zi.

After an earth-shattering scream that could pierce people's eardrums, the audience in the auditorium took out their cameras and other tools that had been prepared. Dazzling flashes of light, both on and off the court, were like waves on the sea, with "turbulent" mad flashes undulating, as if they wanted to turn the entire venue into a white space before they would stop.

In the stands, "Holy crap, isn't it? There are still people who like this violent maniac Feng Zi!?" Bulma asked in surprise with his mouth hanging open when he saw that Feng Zi was so popular. UU Reading www.uukａｽshu.net

The blond Lang Qi next to her rolled her eyes at Bulma and replied: "You don't understand, I just appreciate Feng Zi's wildness!" After saying that, he joined in the shouts of the crowd.

"The world has changed." Bulma said with a helpless smile, but Leping interrupted: "If you care about these things, you might as well worry about whether Feng Zi will lose to that old man."

"You said Feng Zi would lose to that bad old man?" Bulma asked doubtfully.

Leping frowned and said in a deep voice: "Well, that old man is not an ordinary person, I was eliminated by him!"

"Don't be kidding me. I'm not sure about anything else, but that guy Feng Zi is a pervert with bottomless strength. He can even defeat the great ape transformed by Wukong. How could he lose to such a weak old guy? "

Leping's eyes were fixed on Jackie Chan's figure and he said solemnly: "I have been thinking that this Jackie Chan may be Wukong's teacher, the Turtle Immortal who is known as the god of martial arts!"

On the rebuilt arena, Feng Zi and Jackie Chan stood at both ends of the arena, both ready for the battle.

"Contestants Jackie Chan and Feng Zi are both rare masters, but there is only one number one in the world. It can be said that the upcoming finals will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers, a visual feast!!! I declare... ..The competition begins!!!" In the host's passionate speech, and with the bells echoing in the stadium, the martial arts competition finally began.

The applause was like thousands of horses galloping, creating an atmosphere that was hotter and brighter than the sun. Everything in the world was immersed in the hysterical shouts of the audience.

After the flood of applause, all the audience's eyes immediately focused on the ring. They were all curious, Feng Zi...Jackie Chan, who is stronger or weaker? See you soon...