Dragon Ball: Crane Immortal Rise

At this time, Tianjin Fan also discovered something was wrong.

In a duel between masters, there will be two consecutive low-level mistakes. No matter how bad the situation is, it should not suddenly stop the action when it is in the air.

This is really not the performance that a warrior who can fight with him for hundreds of rounds should perform.

At this moment, the host didn't pay much attention to it and faithfully carried out his explanation work.

"Oh, Contestant Sun's form suddenly plummeted and he finally fell to the ground. It seems that the winner is already obvious!"

Tianjin Fan began to understand when he looked at little Wukong twitching on the ground and trying to get up.

Although his attacks are powerful, it is impossible to knock his opponent out of action with just one move.

The only explanation can only be...

While Tianjin Fan was thinking, He Xianren's voice reached Tianjin Fan's mind through telepathy.

"Quick! Kill him now!"

After hearing this, Tianjin Fan's face turned ugly, he remained silent for a while, and said slowly to himself:

"That's it!... Dumplings! Are you the one causing trouble?"

"Ok!"

"Unlock your spell quickly!" Tianjin Fan said seriously.

Now Dumpling was confused, his little eyes were full of question marks.

The referee didn't think too much and started counting directly.

"four, five, six..."

As the referee's count accumulated, Tianjin Fan's tone became more and more urgent. Even through telepathy, he could feel the man's anxiety.

"Unlock the spell quickly, I don't want to win this way!"

Dumpling glanced at He Xianren in embarrassment, and saw the old man reply angrily:

"You bastard! Don't care about the outcome of the game. This brat injured Tao Baibai, and you must kill him no matter what!----This is an order, do you hear it clearly! Don't be as stupid as that registered disciple!"

The referee's count is almost over.

At this time, Tianjin Fan seemed to have made some decision. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly:

"stop!!!!"

This voice did not use telepathy, but shouted directly, which immediately shocked the dumpling who was maintaining the spell, and even the referee who was counting was confused.

When the spell was released, little Wukong, who had been pressed to the ground, immediately got up and rushed towards Tianjin Fan with gritted teeth.

"You bastard, you've made me suffer so much!"

Tianjin Fan, on the other hand, looked on coldly, showing no intention of defending himself.

"Wait a minute! Wukong!" Kame Sennin in the rest area also shouted, stopping his disciple's movements.

The Hexian in the audience looked extremely ugly at the moment, as if he had eaten something unclean.

"Tianjin Fan... how dare you... disobey my master's orders... just as abominable as that registered disciple!"

Faced with He Xianren's question, Tianjin Fan lowered his head and begged in a very humble voice:

"I just...want to play this game with all my strength...I don't need any help, and I can deal with my opponent in an upright manner!...A Xin just knows what I think, so I would rather admit defeat than fight." To fulfill my wish.”

He Xianren became even more angry when he heard Tianjin Fan mention Xia Xin.

"I order you to kill him!"

The words almost sounded like they were coming out of the back of his throat.

It's a pity that although Tianjin Fan's voice is a little quiet, his attitude is very determined.

"I can't kill him. If I kill him, I will lose the qualification to win this game, and... I am tired of being a killer."

Half of the sentence was left unsaid.

Tianjin fan secretly taught Xia Xin martial arts, and he really enjoyed the feeling of teaching and solving doubts, especially when Xia Xin, who knew nothing, became stronger and stronger under his own guidance, like a sapling growing. Like a towering tree, the sense of accomplishment is far more real than the illusory killer.

Especially seeing the demeanor of the peerless master Wu Tian made Tianjin fans yearn for martial arts masters even more.

However, these words only stimulated He Xianren's already raging reason.

"You bastard...what are you talking about? You were obviously infected by the registered disciple, and instigated by that bastard of Turtle Immortal!"

Having said this, Hexianren became so angry that he didn't even bother to use his telepathy and just yelled:

"You have forgotten my kindness in training you to be a master of martial arts... In this case, I will kill you both - Dumpling! Control their actions."

Hearing this, Dumpling, who had always been submissive, couldn't help but froze, blinking pitifully but making no move.

"Dumpling! Can't you hear me?"

At this moment, Master Hexian has rolled up his sleeves and is about to get ready to go on stage and kill everyone.

"Tianjin fans want to compete well for the first time, I want to finish watching..."

Dumpling stammered. As a timid person, it was really rare for him to be able to say such words in front of He Xianren.

However, before he finished speaking, the dumplings were grabbed by He Xianren and he said through gritted teeth:

"What! Even you..."

Dumpling's originally fair complexion became even paler!

"Those who resist me will only die! Just like that registered disciple, you will all die!"

He Xianren said fiercely, and at the same time he punched the dumpling with his fist.

"dumpling!"

Seeing that his closest friend was in danger, even though Tianjin Fan was resolute, he couldn't help but panic and be at a loss what to do.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the rest area.

"Step aside!"

Tianjin Fan was stunned when he heard this, and looked back, only to see Wutian teacher Guishenren firing a wave of Guishen Qigong and attacking directly towards Hexianren.

This qigong wave was so fierce that Master Hexian was shocked when he saw it.

Although he had invented the mudra of rebound qigong, he had been too lazy to practice it for many years. He had lived too many comfortable lives, and his skills were not as good as before. At this moment, he dropped the dumplings and wanted to form the mudra, but it was already too late. He was hit by the shock wave. , was directly blasted out and disappeared into the sky.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Without the noise from Hexianren, the entire arena seemed much quieter.

"Don't worry, that guy won't lose his life because of this level of attack."

Turtle Immortal said solemnly:

"The obstructionist has disappeared, you two! You can now compete without any distractions!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Little Wukong already understood the cause and effect, and said to Tianjin Fan sincerely:

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before!"

Tianjin Fan was silent for a moment and did not speak immediately. It was not until a while later that he said seriously:

"I have betrayed Master, and I can never lose this game again----so wake up! I will definitely kill you in the next attack!"

Little Wukong didn't speak, but the fighting spirit in his eyes said everything.

In this way, the two people finally began the strongest showdown without interference in the true sense.