Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

　　 Although Sun Wuben said he was covering his whole body, he could not see whether he was sweating, but his breath was well-proportioned, and his heartbeat was audible as usual.

You must know that in the game between the two people, although Immortal Turtle did not use all his strength, in fact, the speed and strength of such punching can also kill the top such as King Gapa and Puffs with the most superficial move. Budo master.

　　 "Young man, you really surprise me again and again." Immortal Turtle laughed and squatted again, "Come on, let me see where your limits are! Can you force my full strength."

"as you wish!"

　　 Sun Wuben’s footsteps were stepped up, and the whole person had disappeared on the ring. At the same time, the figure of the turtle immortal also disappeared. If you listen carefully, there is only a very faint whistling sound left on the whole ring.

　　 "Young man, I'm okay, you continue to work hard!"

　　 "Old man, how about this trick?"

　　 "Much better than before, but I am not a vegetarian, how about this trick?"

　　 "Well worthy of being the **** of martial arts, strong enough!"

"I do not get what you are saying!"

　　 "I know you don't understand, in fact, I don't recognize you as the **** of martial arts, because you are the **** of martial arts, what am I?"

　　 "Young man, so crazy!"

　　……

　　 Occasionally, there will be erratic sounds from the stage, like singing from the river in the distance, and these sounds float throughout the scene.

　　 The scene at this time is quiet.

　　 The scene that was so noisy before had gradually lowered the moment the two of them disappeared, and now it has been completely quiet.

　　 "Where are people?"

　　 "Why are you missing?"

　　 "Where did they go? It's not too fast, it's almost impossible for us to see it, right?"

　　……

　　 The audience was dumbfounded. If it weren't for the occasional voice of two people on the ring and the occasional depression on the floor of the ring, everyone would even wonder if there was no one on the ring.

"It's so exciting. Jackie Chan and the defeated contestant disappeared in the ring." The host's excited voice sounded, "This...Such a situation also appeared in the last Budo Contest. That time, it was Jackie Chan and the defeated contestant. The Sun Wukong players played against each other, so I can be sure that they are still fighting in the ring, but the speed is too fast, it has exceeded our naked eye observation, but it does not matter, I think someone can see clearly."

　　 The host glanced around.

　　 "Huh?" The host looked at Tianjin Fan.

　　 There is a wall on the other side of the ring near the player lounge, and Tianjin Fan is floating on the other side of the wall to watch the game.

"How can it be?"

　　 "The old man has that kind of strength and cultivation base, but Sun Wuben..." Tianjin Fan's always cool look disappeared, and his three eyes were wide, his face was shocked and unbelievable.

　　 "Dumplings and I only had that kind of cultivation under the guidance of Hexian."

　　 You must know that Tianjin Fan and Dumplings have soared in the past few years under the guidance of Hexianren. The growth rate always makes them feel like dreaming.

　　 It can be said that they never regretted betraying Monkey King.

　　 Even since they joined the Hexian Liumen, they have always been proud of their wise deeds that they can abandon the Monkey King and switch to the Hexianmen.

"This Sun Wuben talks about it every day, no matter if he runs a train in his mouth. In martial arts, he does not follow the inheritance. He always thinks and practices with his own ideas, and then uses me and dumplings to test his self-righteous concept, whether he is experimenting with us, and so does himself. Hu Lai." Even if they didn't switch to Hexian Liumen, Tianjin Fan and Dumplings were already ready to leave Sun Wuben.

　　The reason is that Sun Wu originally used the method Sun Wuben himself took for granted to teach him, dumplings, and Sun Wuben's own practice.

　　 If Sun Wu was a 70-year-old senior, but Sun Wu was only a teenager, maybe younger than Tianjin Fan, how can this convince Tianjin Fan!

　　 Therefore, feelings are the same thing. When it comes to martial arts, Tianjin Fan and Dumplings thanked Sun Wuben for bringing them in. On the other hand, they also accumulated a lot of resentment.

　　 This time I saw Sun Wuben at the martial arts conference. Tianjin Fan and Dumplings were very happy, because at last I could prove to Sun Wuben that his departure with Dumplings was correct.

　　 But now...

　　 Tianjin Fan was so shocked that he didn't even bother to study the martial arts of Monkey King and Gui Xianren.

　　 "This person is a bit weird." The host thought for a moment, and trot all the way to the wall five feet away from the right of Tianjin Fan. There are two eleven and twelve teenagers riding on the wall, one with a bare head and the other with a hedgehog's head.

　　 "Too powerful! Grandpa is stronger than last time!"

　　 Monkey King's eyes were bright, his face flushed with excitement, his gaze followed the movements of Jackie Chan and Monkey King closely, and even Monkey King's fingers were still moving, seeming to be pondering and imitating their moves.

　　 "It doesn't matter if Grandpa Jackie is so powerful, that masked man is actually..."

Klin was also engrossed at this time, and his emotions were overwhelmingly excited. Since the fight against Sun Wuben, Klin has been more concerned about martial arts, but Guixianren doesn't teach him, so he can only figure it out for himself. , Klin has watched a lot of battles, but in terms of moves, there is nothing worth learning.

　　 Until now...

　　 "This trick, I can feel that its level has reached an incredible level, but I can only see this, the other..."

　　 Klin can't wait for this battle to last a year or a half, so that he can learn from it.

　　 "Sun Wukong contestant." I saw the host stretch the microphone in front of Sun Wukong, "Can you explain their game for us?"

"I can't explain it for you, because I want to watch the game." Monkey King said crisply. Jackie Chan and Monkey King had reached a realm that Monkey King couldn't understand in terms of strength and skills. For a Wukong like Monkey King, it was like this. The pervert sees beautiful women, and the drunkard sees Maotai, where will they care about others.

The host was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "It seems that Jackie Chan and Qiuqiu's performance has already put a lot of pressure on the previous runner-up Sun Wukong, but it doesn't matter, we still have a candidate who can explain, Klin. , You must be able to see their movements clearly, can you explain them for us." The host extended the microphone to Klin's mouth next to Monkey King.

Klin frowned, "I don't have time to explain to you. Forget it, let's just talk about it briefly. The first rounds of the two of them were competitive moves, and they didn't even use 1% of the power. Because no one can take advantage of the moves, both of them used their power in this round. They increased their speed and power by 10 times from the beginning, so your eyesight will not be clear."

"It's hard to imagine, but Klin player, I have to affirm one thing. In the first round of Jackie Chan and Mr. Qiufei, we can no longer see clearly, we can only see the vague shadows. In this round, they have disappeared. In our sight, player Klin, please continue to explain."

　　 "In this round of battle, both of them have been increasing their strength and speed." Klin said this, pushing the microphone in front of him, "I can only say that, please don't hinder me from watching the game."

"Haha, it seems that Klin also feels the pressure, so who do we call to explain next?" The host rolled his eyes, and his gaze fell on Yamucha not far away, but Yamucha had eyes at this moment. He was almost staring, his mouth half-opened, his whole body collapsed, and he was obviously shocked, and it was impossible to explain the battle for him.

　　 "Huh?" The host suddenly brightened his eyes and saw Mr. Big Bear sitting in a special seat in the audience.

　　 At this time, Mr. Big Bear was sweating and his face flushed.

　　 "Mr. Big Bear."

　　 I saw the host strode to Mr. Big Bear.

　　 "You are the only professional fighter here. As a professional fighter, please give us an explanation of the live battle."

"what?"

　　 Mr. Big Bear stared.

　　 "Mr. Big Bear, who has the upper hand of the two of them now? How did they fight? Please explain to everyone from a professional perspective." The host put the microphone in front of the dumbfounded Mr. Big Bear.

　　 "I...I...they...They are now...now..." Mr. Big Bear stammered for a long time without uttering a complete sentence.

　　 At this time, the beautiful bear on the side came over: "I'm sorry, Mr. Big Bear has always been used to speaking with his fists, and he is not very good at combat commentary, and for Mr. Big Bear, he disdains the commentary..."

at this time--

　　 "Canopy!"

　　 The earth seemed to shake. then--

　　 "You lost!" The voice sounded ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The host looked around and saw a figure appeared on the ring. It was the masked superman who was begging for defeat, and his eyes calmly looked in one direction. Outside the ring there, the ground had exploded, and a huge pit appeared. In the pit was a figure with black clothes and white hair.

　　 "Out of..." the host shouted.

　　 "Jackie Chan was beaten out of the ring. It stands to reason that the victory of this game should belong to the masked Superman's defeat, but you must first determine if Jackie Chan is still alive." The host ran towards Jackie Chan.

　　 "Cough!"

　　 At this time Jackie Chan's body moved, and he slowly got up, first patted his clothes, and then slowly turned around to face Sun Wuben, his eyes were very surprised.

"It's hard to believe that Jackie Chan was still alive after suffering such a heavy beating. It does not seem to be a major problem. Then the winner of this game is the masked Superman, begging to lose!" With the excited voice of the host, the whole venue also sounded. There were cheers and shouts.

　　 Although this game is not long, it is a process.

At the beginning, the movements of the two people were blurred in the eyes of everyone, just like seeing a high-speed rotating wheel with the naked eye. Originally, everyone thought that this was the limit that a fighter manpower could reach, but soon the second round began. Even more exaggerated, even figures disappeared from the ring.

　　 "Young man." Immortal Turtle walked out of the big pit, his expression had recovered a little calm, but his figure was a little bit more rickety and lonely, "You really don't know how to respect the elderly, you are merciful."

　　 "Believe it or not, I've been merciful." Monkey King said.

　　 "Jackie Chan player." The host ran to Jackie Chan, "What happened just now? As the last champion, you could even blast the moon off. I know your strength. Why did you fail?"