Under the scorching sun, the main venue of the world's first martial arts meeting was full, and all the audience was looking forward to it, waiting for the important show, that is, the end of today's martial arts meeting, the finals between Feng Zi and Jackie Chan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Zi, who came to the venue early, was surprised to find that the seriously injured Sun Wukong was talking with Jackie Chan, the player of the next game, in the rest area.

"Feng Zi, you're here. Sun Wukong greeted him as if he was fine, and he couldn't tell where he had been injured at all.

Feng Zi nodded and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Of course, I came to see the battle between you and the old man!" Sun Wukong grinned.

At this time, Jackie Chan's meaningful gaze was fixed on Feng Zi, and he said slowly: "Young man, I have watched all the matches between you and Wukong. To be honest, you can outperform Goku, not because your speed or strength is superior, but because your ability to control Qi surpasses him. I'm different, what I'm best at is controlling my qi!"

"Oh? maybe. I don't want to explain more, when I play, I will use my fists to speak!" Feng Zi replied lukewarmly, in fact, he was not sure that he could defeat Jackie Chan in front of him, and it could also be said that he was a turtle immortal, after all, the difference in rank was obvious.

Feng Zi has just reached level 11 at present, according to the conversion of the level between 1:6 people and monsters, Feng Zi can barely deal with monsters around level 66, while the level of the turtle immortal is level 70, the chance of defeating him can be said to be very small, and the form is very unfavorable to Feng Zi.

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An hour later.

Because the season of Papaya Island is still summer, the temperature in the air has been kept high, without the slightest downward trend, the scene of the competition is a roar and jubilation, wisps of water vapor distort the distant scenery, sweaty can no longer be used to describe these crowded and dense audiences, hair has already been wet with sweat, forehead, face, Even the back of the hand is constantly bubbling out of fine sweat, the clothes have already been wet and clinging to the body, so the men show the lines of the strong and male body, while the ladies show off the exquisite curves, which makes both men and women feast each other's eyes at the same time, secretly praise this trip is really profitable.

Under the watchful eye of the public, the host in charge of commenting calmly stepped into the ring. In the face of the crowd and noisy scene, there was no tension on his face, which was obviously a professionally trained quality.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next competition can be said to be the biggest highlight of the world's No. 1 martial arts club, which will be played by the strong Feng Zi player against the old and strong Jackie Chan player!" the host said to the microphone in his hand, according to the words prepared in advance, in a slightly excited tone. When he said this, there was a tsunami-like boo at the scene, and the audience was obviously a little impatient. The capable male support did not show the slightest panic on his face, but said loudly: "Everyone, everyone, be quiet, everyone be quiet first, I know that everyone is looking forward to this game, then, please invite today's protagonists, Feng Zi and Jackie Chan!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of spectators couldn't sit still, and the excited voices shouted loudly, converging into bursts of mountains and tsunami-like sounds on this open and boundless venue.

The first to come out of the field was Jackie Chan, his hair was dark blue, and the beard on his chin was all white, indicating his age. However, Jackie Chan's body is still strong and burly, his face is full of red light, and he gestures, like a man among the gods, exuding the breath of a strong man.

"Come on, Jackie Chan!" "Grandpa, come on!" "Look! this is the style of a master." After Jackie Chan's figure appeared in the audience's sight, suddenly, the venue fell into a boil, and the sound of discussion and cheering came and went. In the eyes of some viewers, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the champion of this game is very likely to be the experienced Jackie Chan.

After a few seconds, another player, Feng Zi, slowly walked out. The short purple hair has no wind and is automatic, his expression is serious, his eyes are condensed, and there is no cold momentum on his body, but a little more cold, if someone stands in front of him, there will definitely be a sense of winter sorrow.

"Ah! it's Feng Zi!" "Crazy!" "Feng Zi, come on!" "I support you!" In vain, a wave of unevenness rose again and again, and after Feng Zi entered, the voice of excitement, excitement, ecstasy, and worship erupted, surging the entire scene for a while. Unlike Jackie Chan, according to the statistics of good deeds after the game, almost more than 90% of women of all ages admire the young, handsome and super powerful Feng Zi.

After the earth-shattering screams that pierced people's eardrums, the audience in the audience took out their cameras and other tools that had been prepared for a long time. The dazzling flashes on and off the field, like waves on the sea, the madness of "surging" shines and undulates, as if the entire venue is to be reflected in a white space before refusing to stop.

In the stands, "Damn, isn't it, Feng Zi is still a violent maniac!?" Bulma asked in surprise when he saw that Feng Zi was so popular, and his mouth was open.

The blonde Lang Qi beside him glanced at Boomer and replied, "You don't understand, the old lady just appreciates the wild nature of Feng Zi!" After speaking, she participated in the shouting of the crowd.

"The world has changed. Boomer smiled helplessly, but Leping interjected: "If you care about these, it's better to worry about whether Feng Zi will lose to that old man." ”

"You say, Feng Zi will lose to that bad old man?" Boomer wondered.

Leping frowned and said in a deep voice: "Well, that old man is not an ordinary person, I was eliminated by him!"

"Don't be kidding, I'm not sure about anything else, but that guy Feng Zi is a bottomless pervert with bottomless strength, and even the great ape transformed into Wukong can be defeated, how can he lose to that kind of weak old guy?"

Leping's eyes were fixed on Jackie Chan's figure, and he said in a condensed voice: "I've been thinking that this Jackie Chan may be Wukong's teacher, a turtle immortal known as the god of martial arts!"

In the rebuilt ring, Feng Zi and Jackie Chan stood at opposite ends of the ring, both ready for the pre-battle posture

"Jackie Chan and Feng Zi are rare masters, but there is only one name for the first in the world, it can be said that the upcoming finals are definitely a dragon fight, a visual feast!! I announce..... The competition starts !! "In the host's passionate speech, accompanied by the bell that echoed in the field, the competition finally began.

The applause is like a galloping horse, and the atmosphere is hotter than the sun, brighter than the sun, and the things between heaven and earth are immersed in the hysterical shouts of the audience.

After the tidal wave of applause, the eyes of all the audience immediately focused on the ring, they were all curious, Feng Zi...... Jackie Chan, which one is stronger and which is weaker? We will see right away......

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