The two invincible talents at the beginning were called trash

His purpose in organizing the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament was actually to gain everyone's trust so that he could successfully gather the energy bombs.

With a technique like the Vitality Bullet, if the person providing the energy is unwilling, there is no way to get even a tiny bit of energy from them.

When Sun Wukong fought against Buu, he still relied on Satan's words to successfully gather the energy bomb, so the reputation of the person who uses the energy bomb is very important.

But the existence of Yihe and the Abomination cannot be known to the people on earth, so Jiang Lan can only find another reason.

"I was born on Earth and grew up in a different world. Because I want to help the Earth move towards a better tomorrow, I invited my friends to hold this martial arts tournament together."

Jiang Lan leaned closer to the microphone and shouted

"The champion of this martial arts competition will not only receive a bonus of ten billion US dollars, but also can choose one of the three of us to become his disciple and receive our careful teachings!"

Adams asked bravely.

"But Saitama, you, Superman, and Super Saiyan are so powerful, who can defeat you?"

Jiang Lan smiled and spread his hands.

"Who said we were going to play? This competition is to select the most promising talents on earth and leave our legacy!"

"The three of us will have a friendly match after the game to show everyone our true power. We will not participate in this World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament."

The reason why Jiang Lan separated into two clones was for the exhibition match, so that he could win in the end and focus everyone's attention on himself, so that he could get a better response when he called on everyone to provide energy.

The Superman clone and the Saiyan clone flew over, and the three of them shouted at the same time.

"Strong men all over the earth, use your strongest strength and fight until the last moment!"

In the premiere room, the audience commented one after another.

"Ah, ah, it's on fire. Unfortunately, I'm over sixty and I really can't go to the martial arts tournament!"

"I'm only ten years old, can I participate?"

"..."

Jiang Lan said lightly.

"Now, I announce the rules of this competition!"

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Martial arts experts from all over the world were completely excited, and successors of Taekwondo, Muay Thai, kickboxing, boxing, and ancient Chinese martial arts were born one after another.

In order to complete the competition as soon as possible, Jiang Lan divided the arena into ten areas, which can hold ten games at the same time.

To prevent too many irrelevant people from participating in the competition, Jiang Lan set up an entry threshold. At least one must be able to break bricks with bare hands to be eligible to participate in the competition.

This moment is the golden age of the earth's fighting world. Various schools are exerting their full strength and showing their strongest state. Not to mention the inheritance of these three strong men, the 10 billion US dollars alone is enough for everyone to fight with all their strength.

Even if you don't get 10 billion US dollars, being able to promote your own style in the world's best martial arts club is enough to make everyone fascinated.

Due to the restricted rules, he could only fight with his bare hands. Although he was occasionally injured, under the surveillance of his clones, no deaths occurred.

As for the 10 billion U.S. dollars, Jiang Lan originally planned to collect it first from Laodeng’s treasury after the game.

But I didn't expect that the naming fees and advertising fees paid by the top 500 businesses in the world have exceeded billion, not counting the broadcast fees of major TV stations.

Jiang Lan estimated that the competition he held was enough to increase the GDP of the entire earth by 10 percentage points that year.

There were nearly 1000 people who signed up in the initial stage, and after two days and two nights of continuous fighting.

The championship and runner-up finals were held between China's ancient martial arts boxing and Japan's Aikido.

The martial artists of China's ancient martial arts and the island's Aikido are all in their twenties, which is the most prosperous period of their lives. In their movements, they have already vaguely acquired the posture of Qi.

Jiang Lan observed through clairvoyance and found that the qi and blood in their bodies were strong, like the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly, and they had reached the ultimate level that ordinary people could achieve.

After a fierce battle, the Chinese warriors finally gained the upper hand and won the final victory.

Jiang Lan stepped forward, looking appreciatively at the young man who was older than him.

In a low-martial world like Earth, this young man named Du Sheng has already vaguely touched the threshold of the third-level awakened person of the strengthening system. If he gets the blessing of talent in Blue Star, his future achievements will definitely not stop at the ninth level. .

"Du Sheng, your efforts have been recognized by me. Congratulations on winning a reward of 10 billion US dollars. Which hero do you want to choose to be your teacher next?"

At this time, the live premiere of the World's No. 1 Budokai has reached 6.5 billion people watching online at the same time, and hundreds of millions of people are not watching online. In the premiere room, a group of people were envious and jealous.

"Ah, the shady secret must be the shady secret. Why does the ancient Chinese boxing method win?"

"That's why we, the American Boxing Club, were eliminated so early. Allowing kicking during the competition is simply cheating!"

"This kid has suddenly become extremely rich! He is really possessed by a koi carp."

Du Sheng gasped violently, gritted his teeth and cupped his hands.

"Saitama, I have an immature idea. I don't need ten billion US dollars. Can you forgive me for being bold?"

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Lan's eyes. He probably guessed Du Sheng's thoughts, and his eyes became more filled with admiration, and he nodded slightly.

"Okay, tell me what you think."

Du Sheng lowered his head and looked at Jiang Lan with only two eyes showing infinite fighting spirit and ambition.

"I want to challenge you, Saitama! I'll give you 10 billion dollars in exchange for a chance to challenge!"

boom!

There was an outpouring of anger at the scene and in the premiere room.

"What do you think, you dare to challenge Saitama?"

"If Saitama's head is broken, he can be killed without any body parts."

"Haha, this idiot, after luckily winning, actually floated. Do you want to challenge the gods with a mortal body? What a pity, this 10 billion US dollars, how good would it be for me?"

Jiang Lan also laughed and said in a playful tone.

"I'm curious, what do you think? Do you want to challenge me with a mortal body to break stars with one punch?"

"I can tell you that the words on the moon were carved by me. So, do you think it is still necessary to type them?"

Du Sheng lowered his head, his face turned a little red, and said in a deep voice.

"Saitama, I still want to try!"

Jiang Lan laughed and shook his head. He gently kicked off the ring with his toes, kicked off two pieces of glass of the same size from the tempered diamond glass, and weighed it a few times in his hands.

Jiang Lan picked up one of the pieces and threw it into the sky.

Boom, an upward hurricane suddenly hung on the playing field, and the skirts of countless beauties were lifted up, revealing all kinds of breasts, including lace ones, one-line ones, and U-shaped ones, and of course Meikawa's ones were also numerous.

It can be seen that the world has declined since Jiang Lan left!

Jiang Lan discovered a pattern. Hair comes in various colors, and the hair underneath is the original hair color. From this, the race of the beauty can be determined.

Others had no time to pay attention to the scenery under the skirts of the beauties. They were all stunned as they watched the glass shine in the air for a burst of light and disappear.

Du Sheng's pupils shrank violently. There were so many fierce battles just now, but the arena under his feet did not leave a trace, not even a crack.

But the man in front of him, who looked like Saitama, easily kicked a piece of glass off the ring and apparently threw the piece of glass out of the earth.

The gap between him and this bald young man was as big as the gap between a light bulb and the sun.

Jiang Lan threw the remaining glass block in his hand to Du Sheng and said calmly.

"The piece of glass just now has been embedded into the moon."

"I'll give you a chance. I don't ask you to throw this piece of glass to the moon. As long as you can throw this piece of glass out of the atmosphere, I will accept your challenge."

Du Sheng took the glass and held it in his palm. He was so hard that his palm was cut by the sharp edge of the glass, leaving a lot of blood.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Jiang Lan was determined to train his character and shouted angrily.

"Why, don't you even have the courage to give it a try? Then get out of here as soon as possible and don't be embarrassed like this!"