Kakarot wanders into the second dimension

"Yeah, this is what it looks like inside."

When you enter the room, the door behind you immediately blends into the wall and disappears.

This is a waiting room with a sofa and his staff appearing on the desk in front of the sofa.

The waiting room is not fancy, mostly wall murals and some furniture.

"Hello, nine-star student, please wait here for a moment, we are matching you with an opponent."

"Huh? This stick actually talks?!"

Wukong was slightly startled when he heard an emotionless mechanical female voice coming from the staff on the table.

"I am Louise, the magic spirit of Saint Anton, Mr. Sun Wukong. According to your rank, I will show you the information about your opponent within three minutes. You have five minutes to confirm the information and Please confirm your participation within five minutes, otherwise it will be deemed as a waiver."

"You will fight against ten players every day. If you defeat one opponent, you will get one point. If the opponent loses the ability to fight, you will win. You must not harm the opponent's life. The points competition will last for ten days. I wish you good luck."

"We have found a suitable opponent for you. Wilman, a student of the Holy Academy of Duze Kingdom, a two-star warrior and a professional swordsman, please confirm within five minutes and the timer will start."

It was clearly said to be three minutes, but before Wukong could react, he had already been matched with his opponent.

Seeing the strange holographic projection floating on the staff, the image of a shrewd young man, Wukong was filled with doubts.

"Hmm...how...how to confirm this?"

Wukong was a little embarrassed. This staff confirmed to him that he had no idea at all in such a secret room.

"Please take the staff in your hand to confirm. I will open the portal."

"Uh...oh..."

Wukong immediately picked up the unattractive stick, and the holographic projection went out.

The whole room began to become blurry and transparent until it completely disappeared, leaving only a white space of another dimension.

This space is not large, and Sun Wukong can feel that everything within a radius of one kilometer is wrapped by something like a protective shield.

"The game is about to begin, please be ready."

The staff in his hand also became transparent, reminding Wukong before disappearing.

"What? Talent level, professional fighter, hahaha... I'm really lucky today, I can score a point so quickly."

A faceless man suddenly appeared in the mist on the opposite side, wearing a college uniform.

He holds a machete in his hand and wears a yellow turban. He looks very arrogant, but his combat power is only 60.

"Game start."

The magic spirit in the air who called herself Louise gave an order, and Wellman shouted and immediately attacked Sun Wukong.

"The weaklings on the other side, since they have come to participate in the academy battle, they must be prepared to bleed and get injured. Either they surrender when they see the opportunity, otherwise they will be missing arms and legs in a while, leaving a lifelong shadow."

Although in this world, Wukong learned that there is magic to cure physical disabilities, such as broken limbs and damaged organs, etc. can be restored.

But Wukong doesn't care at all. No one in this world can beat him like that. Even if there is, he still has fairy beans in his body and is not afraid at all.

Seeing the opponent's fierce attack, Wukong didn't even assume a martial arts posture. In his eyes, the opponent was full of flaws.

The machete was facing his thigh. It can only be said that the opponent had experienced many battles and had relatively superb martial arts skills. This blow actually had a combat power of 73.

boom!

When the machete fell, the ground was instantly shattered and smoke filled the air.

The opponent wanted to kill him instantly with one blow, but...

boom!

Wukong tapped his feet, came behind the man, and then punched his opponent in the back flatly.

"Um...cough..."

This punch was as heavy as a thousand punches. It hit Wellman's back deformed, foaming at the mouth, and his eyes turned pale.

He lost consciousness in a breath, fell heavily, and the machete also fell to the ground.

"It has been detected that Wellman from Duze Kingdom Academy has lost the ability to fight. Congratulations on your victory."

When Wukong saw Wellman lying on the ground, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, and then he looked up at somewhere in this white space with a pout at the corner of his mouth.

"Is this Sun Wukong really a warrior with nine stars in the warrior class? He actually killed a warrior with two stars in the warrior class."

"Haha, I won. You guys should know more about it before you place your bets. This Sun Wukong is number one in his academy's class."

"Hey, if you lose, just lose. Anyway, I didn't bet much on this game."

"Look, this guy is actually looking at us from the screen. It's so strange."

"What's so strange? It's just a coincidence. Quickly adjust the next game. Don't waste time. I paid a big price for the next one."

In a very elegant and quiet room, seven or eight nobles were sitting in their seats, watching the live broadcast of the game in the crystal ball in front of them.

In front of them were attendants serving them, holding a beautiful tray with various bets of nobles on it.

"Hey, everyone can only bet on one player every day. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bet on Sun Wukong."

"Yes, he is not well-known and cannot attract the attention of the nobles and royal families at all. The bets are also pitifully small. It is completely meaningless to bet on him. I also regret it a little."

"And this kind of player's final points cannot reach the top 100. By the way, it is said that the empire will give a player who is in the top 100 points a chance to be recommended for admission by the academy. Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. The top 20 this time will be compared among the top 100 in the points competition. Your selection shows that you have a unique vision. If I win the bet, I can recommend my youngest son to enroll in school. Now, the competition for admission to the Holy Academy is so fierce, who hasn’t kept an eye on this event?"

"Oh, there is no way. We are all small nobles. Even if we want to bet on better players, we can't. The bet was based on random numbers at the beginning. Who knew that Sun Wukong was the single digit number of No. 7? It’s too boring.”

"Haha, who doesn't try their best to grab numbers and place bets? Some big nobles have already got the player information behind these numbers, so this time No. 7 is so easy to grab. In the past, single-digit players were all good. Who knew this What did the Sub-Imperial Academy think, ranking such a low-level warrior at No. 7?"

These nobles all complained that there was a number behind each player, and only ten people could place bets on each number.

The rooms they stayed in were also of different levels. There were tens of thousands of nobles and royal families participating in the academy battle.

The resource circulation and flow are unimaginable to ordinary people. In addition to betting, there are also other items auction activities and activities to attract players.

At this moment, outside the arena, Nexus was waiting with Attila and Michelle to pray.

"Have you really decided to participate in the next academy battle?"

"Yes, Mr. Nexus, Michelle and I are only one-star and two-star teachers, and we are old enough to meet the conditions for the next competition, so for Michelle and I, the next academy battle More appropriate."

Nexus nodded with a smile. This choice is actually the most rational one. Unless he is over twenty-five years old, who would fight for it when his strength is not at its peak.

"I don't know if Goku can survive the points match, but Captain Kirby is fine."

Michelle giggled, as if she was in a relaxed state.

"Wukong is probably in doubt. This guy has actually reached the rank of warrior, but he didn't have time to find a priest or nun to identify his rank. I remember that the top 100 in the last points competition were all seven-star warriors. The competition is very fierce. fierce."

Attila analyzed coldly from the side. It wasn't that he didn't think highly of his servants, but that this was the real situation.

"Ah."

Nexus didn't say anything. He knew what kind of monster Wukong was, and he was actually at peace in his heart. (To be continued)