This dragon ball is poisonous

On the way, "Cheng Long" who walked out of the door met Sun Wukong and Klin who were returning, and encouraged them: "You played well. You are still young now, and you will definitely achieve great achievements in the future."

After saying that, without waiting for Sun Wukong and Klin to reply, he stepped down the stairs and followed Yamcha into the ring one after the other.

"Klin, I feel that this old man looks very familiar." Sun Wukong touched his hair and said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Well, it looks a lot like Teacher Wu Tian." Klin also nodded.

"But Grandpa Kame Sennin has no hair, and his body smell is different." Sun Wukong said.

But how did these two little guys know that Kamesento, an old slut, had sprayed perfume to cover up the original smell?

After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it and the two of them walked back to the rest area.

"Nuo, good fight, I'll reward you."

As soon as he walked into the rest area, Lapis threw two apples over and laughed.

The two boys took the apples, said thank you, then walked around to the side, jumped to the wall next to the screen, and looked towards the ring, preparing to watch the battle between "Cheng Long" and Yamcha.

Namo had already filled the two storage capsules with water, and now walked back to the rest area, said goodbye to Lapis, and planned to return to his hometown now.

"Are you so anxious? Why don't you leave after watching the game?" Lapis said.

In fact, Nan Wu also wanted to watch the game before leaving, but when he thought of the folks in his hometown, they were all looking forward to him going back early, and they were all waiting for his water.

How could he sit here and enjoy the game comfortably, ignoring those expectant eyes?

So after some tangle, Nan Wu decided to leave for home immediately. Now was not the time for him to sit down and enjoy the game.

Na Wu's bitter face forced a smile and said: "No, I have to go back quickly. I believe Mr. Cheng Long can win. I have this hunch, so I won't watch the game. Please tell me that I'm leaving." message, thank you."

"Oh?" Lapis glanced at Nan Wu with interest, secretly thinking that his vision was really good, he could actually tell that "Cheng Long" would win.

"Okay, see you then." Lapis smiled.

Then, Namo left decisively.

On the high wall, Klin bit an apple, looked at Sun Wukong and asked: "Is Yamcha really that powerful?"

Sun Wukong nodded: "Of course, his speed is too fast to see clearly. He should be stronger now."

Lapis and Lazili in the rest area also looked at the ring seriously, looking forward to the battle.

As for Lan Fang, I don't know where she went, and I didn't see her.

On the ring, the host said passionately: [Hahaha, players Cheng Long and Yamcha have both come to the ring, so let's interview them first. 】

[Contestant Yamcha, do you have anything to say? 】

Then he handed the microphone to Yamcha.

[Uh, I don’t know what to say, just compete seriously. 】

Yamcha honestly said.

[Player Yamcha is very down-to-earth. Player Cheng Long, do you have anything to say? 】

Kame Sennin looked around, sizing up the young girls in the audience, and then said: "Give it to me." Then he took the microphone away.

He cleared his throat, pretended to be very young, and said loudly: "Hi, everyone, I am Xiaolong."

You can imagine how hardcore this introduction from an old man with a white beard and white hair is.

The audience was silent, and even the host and Yamcha beside him were stunned and speechless.

But this was not enough. Kame Sento actually jumped around with a microphone and sang a song.

[Hey haha, hey haha! 】

[Bang Chacha, Bounce Chacha! ! 】

[That cute person, she is a girl, hey, hurry up and get on my tractor, hey, hey hey hey, jump cha cha cha cha cha, la la la la...]

[Lovely girl, get on my tractor...]

This……

It's too fierce.

Even after experiencing the information bombardment of the 21st century, Lapis, who was sitting behind the screen, was still shocked by the Turtle Immortal.

This picture is simply explosive.

If I add another sentence: a personal trainee who has practiced for two and a half years.

The energy of complaining can reach the sky.

If you are complaining about celebrities, the stupid hair on your head will probably become a star.

Turtle Immortal is truly a talent.

[Hey haha, hey haha, so high, I feel like my life has reached a climax...]

Then he actually turned somersaults on the ground a few more times, said thank you, jumped in front of the host and returned the microphone to the host.

host:……

But the effect of the show was indeed extraordinary, and many viewers in the audience burst into laughter. Who would have thought that they would see additional talent performances when they came to the martial arts competition?

Some people thought it was a warm-up activity arranged by the martial arts club.

Bulma glanced at "Cheng Long" with disdain and shouted loudly to Yamcha: "Yamcha, come on, defeat this weird old man."

The host was silent with the microphone, not knowing what to say.

With his rich hosting experience, he was still confused by player Cheng Long.

After a while, he took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: [The third game officially begins! 】

After saying that, he silently retreated to the corner of the ring.

Having witnessed the fierce situation of the two battles just now, the host is now very afraid of being affected by the battle. The most correct choice is to find a corner that he thinks is safe and commentate there with confidence.

Although this strange Cheng Long player seems a bit unreliable, he feels that it is not an easy guy to reach the quarterfinals.

Anyway, if you punch him, he will probably be seriously injured.

The host announces the start of the game.

Yamcha put away her mind that was disturbed by Kame Sento's talent show just now, distanced herself, and assumed a defensive posture.

The two sides stood seven or eight meters apart. When Yamcha saw that "Cheng Long" did not launch an attack, he planned to strike first and rushed out quickly to face "Cheng Long".

Yamcha's speed was very fast. He crossed seven or eight meters in one second and came within the range of attacking "Cheng Long". He kicked out suddenly like lightning and hit "Cheng Long"'s head.

But "Cheng Long" moved backward and rolled backwards to avoid his thunderous kick.

The kick missed, and Yamcha followed him like a shadow, getting close to "Cheng Long" again, punching out quickly, making a "whoosh" sound.

"Cheng Long" reacted very quickly. He didn't look like an old man at all. His movements were so fast that he turned into afterimages to avoid Yamcha's attacks.

His movements are elegant and natural, and he has a bit of an immortal air.

"Young man, you need a moment."

While dodging Yamcha's attack, Kame Sennin spoke, appearing very relaxed.

"Bang!!!"

After dodging for a while, Kame Sennin stretched out his palm to block Yamcha's fist, and the two fists collided with a muffled "bang" sound.

[Wow, player Yamcha’s attack speed is amazing, but player Cheng Long’s reaction doesn’t look like an old man. It’s really exciting! 】

The host explained loudly.

On top of the wall, Klin's eyes widened: "It's amazing, their speed is so fast that you can't see clearly."

Sun Wukong didn't even blink, his expression was very excited: "Yamucha has indeed become more powerful, but Grandpa Cheng Long is even more powerful. I really look forward to fighting him, but I can't wait any longer."

Behind the screen.

Lazili was stunned. She found that she could not understand the movements and attacks of these two people at all. If she fought with these two people, she would have no chance of winning.

"Lapis, can you see clearly?" She looked at Lapis and asked.

"Well, no problem." Lapis nodded and continued to watch the game.

in the audience.

Bulma was a little worried about Yamcha: "Can Yamcha win? I didn't expect this bad old man to be so powerful."

Pu'er had full confidence in Yamcha: "Don't worry, Master Yamcha still has the unique trick of Langya Fengfeng Fist, but it's useless."

on the ring.

Kamesenren raised his hand and knocked Yamcha away. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You have a lot of fighting experience, but you always make unnecessary moves, and you can't hit me at all. "

"What? You look down on me?"

Hearing "Cheng Long" commenting on him like this, Yamcha was a little angry, so he decided to use his strongest moves to make him look good.

"Since you underestimate me so much, I have no choice but to use Lang Fang Feng Fist to deal with you."

So, Yamcha held his hands in the shape of wolf claws and bent his legs slightly, making a posture like a wild wolf pounces on its prey.

"Spike Fang Fengfeng Fist!!!"

Yamucha shouted, and the shadow of a giant wolf immediately appeared behind him. The giant wolf opened its huge mouth, and the cold light reflected from the wolf teeth was breathtaking. It was very real, as if a beast really jumped out. .

Yamcha's speed and strength suddenly reached their peak at this moment, turning into a whirlwind and rushing towards Kame Sennin with great ferocity.

At this moment, his Wolf Fang Wind Fist really felt like he was trying to tear apart the air and tear his opponent apart.

"Oh? It's interesting."

Turtle Immortal's eyes narrowed and he became serious.

Obviously the power of this move was beyond his expectation, and he had to take it seriously.

In a matter of milliseconds, Yamcha had already rushed in front of Kame Immortal, grabbing at Kame Immortal with a pair of wolf claws carrying the cold wind.

Kame Sennin leaned back slightly, exerted force on his toes, and bounced into the air, over Yamcha's head, and landed firmly on the other side of the ring with a somersault.

Yamcha's attack missed, and the huge inertia made him take two big steps forward before he stabilized his figure.

"What? My attack failed?"

Yamucha turned his neck stiffly and looked behind him in disbelief at "Cheng Long" with his hands behind his back and an indifferent expression.

Even the former Sun Wukong never failed to defeat his Wolf Fang Wind Fist.

Today, when facing an old man with a white beard, the trick he was so proud of was thrown into the air. It was simply unacceptable.

Behind the ring.

Seeing Kamesenren acting like a master, Lapis couldn't help but complain: "This old guy is so good at showing off."

Not to mention Lapis, the audience in the venue had roughly the same impression.

The elderly contestants who were jumping around before the game and were good at singing and dancing are now acting like immortals. The contrast is so great that it is almost inconsistent.

"I'm afraid Young Master Yamcha is going to lose." Pu'er now had to admit this fact.

Yamucha used all his strength to press the bottom of the box, but in the end he didn't even touch the opponent's hair. How could he continue to fight?

"This weird old man looks more and more like that old turtle." Lan Qi pointed the gun at Turtle Immortal, shocking the spectators nearby, fearing that she would shoot the contestants in the ring in the head.

on the ring.

Turtle Immortal looked at the dazed Yamucha, raised his palm, and smiled slightly.

"Then I will send you a breeze..."

As a result, Kame Immortal's raised right hand emitted a glimmer of light, and as he waved, a gust of wind surged out, blowing Yamcha directly into the air and falling off the ring.

Yamcha's head hit the stone slab under the ring. His head felt dizzy and he was completely confused.

What kind of move is this?

I flew away without even touching me?

Behind the ring.

"Is this just anger?" Lapis became a little excited.

……