Tianjin Rice Demon left in a daze, and Dumpling was very worried about his state and followed closely by his side. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The crane immortal called out to him in the crowd, "Stop, what are you going to do?!"

"Master, Master. Tianjin Fan was taken aback, and because of habit, he stood respectfully in front of the crane immortals.

The crane immortal looked Tianjin rice up and down, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and asked gloomily, "You told the old turtle about the qigong cannon?"

"Master, I don't. Tianjin Fan shook his head.

"I have only passed on the qigong cannon to one person in my life, that is, I haven't even taught your uncle Taobai, you said that you didn't leak it to the old turtle, is he a fairy, and he suddenly thought of the same qigong trick as the qigong cannon?"

Tianjin Fan looked at his mentor in a daze, looking at his chicken-skinned face full of old folds and sharp-beaked monkey gills, and felt that this face was so mean and gloomy for the first time.

“…… Turn back to the shore, abandon the darkness and follow the light ......"

“…… You have good qualifications, follow this crane immortal, it's a pity......"

Wu Tian's words echoed in his mind sentence by sentence.

"I don't know, anyway I didn't teach him. Tianjin Fan took a deep breath and shook his head firmly, "Whether you believe it or not, Master, I really don't." ”

Dumpling said timidly: "Master, he really ...... in Tianjin"

"Shut up, do you have a point in talking?" the crane immortal rudely interrupted the dumplings, and the latter was startled and shrank behind Tianjin Fan. The crane immortal's face was as heavy as water, and his narrow eyes flashed with light and darkness, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and at this time, the crowd around him was surging and shouting, and the crane immortal looked back and saw that Sun Wukong and Klin, who were wearing the same martial arts uniform in the ring, were fighting.

Tianjin Fan was also watching, his eyesight was outstanding, and when he saw the situation on the stage, he thought: "Sun Wukong is doing a guiding battle...... The one named Klin, in terms of strength, is not as good as Sun Wukong, and in terms of martial arts and experience, he is also far from Sun Wukong...... It's really strange, Sun Wukong doesn't look very old, how can he be as light as a battle-hardened grandmaster figure?"

In the ring, Sun Wukong and Klint made vigorous moves, which caused a burst of exclamations from the audience, but Klin was already doing his best, but Sun Wukong looked at ease, and he still had time to instruct Klin, pointing out all kinds of shortcomings in his shots, movements, and parries.

There was no suspense in the result, and Sun Wukong won.

"Oh oh oh oh!!" When the host and referee announced the results of the game, the audience also cheered for their face and gave warm applause.

In the hospital, Boomer was also laughing happily, only Yamucha, still angry that Wu Tian did not teach Tianjin rice a lesson, Tianjin rice broke one of his legs, and he was injured all over, but he was only slapped under the stage by Wu Tian, which made him very unbalanced.

Thinking of the "Turtle Immortal" inexplicably suddenly and vaguely disgusted with himself, Yamucha was even more depressed.

"Wukong, you guy is too strong!" Later, in the contestant area, Kling came back with Sun Wukong, and he said to Sun Wukong with a wry smile.

For him, his real instructor has always been the nominal brother Sun Wukong, so there is no psychological barrier to what happened in the ring just now, and he won't feel ashamed.

But Sun Wukong surprisingly didn't pay attention to him.

"Wukong?" Kling looked over strangely, and found that Sun Wukong did not follow, and looked back.

After getting out of the ring, Sun Wukong had already found a wall to lean on, he lowered his head, his eyes were half-closed, his arms were crossed, his left ** fork was on the right side of his right foot, and the tail behind him moved restlessly from time to time...... Kling was very surprised, and when he got closer, he clearly heard Sun Wukong's long breathing, each breath was extremely slow, and when he spit out, his eyes were also half-closed, his pupils were not focused, he didn't look at anything, his fingers were gently tapping on the arms he was holding, which matched his slow and long breathing rhythm.

Kling reacted, Sun Wukong was adjusting his state!

He also suddenly realized who Sun Wukong's next opponent was!

"Master, Wukong, they're going to fight!" Klin's mind was buzzing, very excited, especially after seeing Sun Wukong's serious state, he was full of anticipation. To be honest, he didn't know how powerful his master Turtle Immortal was, but he understood how powerful Sun Wukong was.

But Wukong is so serious and nervous, how strong does Master have to be?

All the noise of the outside world is far away from Sun Wukong, he is calmly adjusting his emotions, muscle state, qi state, spiritual state, all towards the peak, the fullest point, he knows that this is the first time and probably the last time, he has the opportunity to fight with his master on an equal footing, he absolutely absolutely must face it in the most serious state!

Kling was infected by Sun Wukong and began to look for Wu Tian's figure, "What about Master? Will he also look forward to fighting Wukong?"

Outside, everyone was waiting for the finals to begin.

In the temple thousands of miles above, God Vic stood on the edge, looking down on the lower realm, and he whispered: "He completely condenses and completely converges his qi, which is what he looks like when he wants to attack with all his might...... Who is it that can deserve the full strength of someone like him?"

In the crowd, the face of the crane immortal became more and more gloomy, and he waited left and right to wait for the peach white people, and asked Tianjin Rice: "Where is your uncle?

Tianjin Fan was silent for a moment, but still said, "Master is dead!"

"What are you talking about?!" The crane immortal was shocked, and his face was even more gloomy for a moment, "Did that Monkey King do it?" No, no, it must have been done by the old turtle, right?! You tell me honestly, how did he kill the peach for nothing!"

Tianjin rice said.

"Press a palm from the top of your head and press it to the ground, and the peach will be gone?"

The crane immortal felt as if he was listening to the Arabian Nights.

And at this moment, there was a loud bang like thunder in the entire venue-

"Ladies and gentlemen, the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament Finals are about to begin! Let's welcome Wutian and Sun Wukong! These two players are powerful martial arts masters, and in the previous competition, there seems to be no opponent worthy of their full strength! Now the two have finally met in the final finals, and what kind of incredible martial arts duel will they bring us? Will they show each other's real strength? Let's wait and see!"

The mustachioed referee host enthusiastically mobilized the atmosphere of the scene, and the effect was obvious, and all the audience was obviously excited.

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it, too!" Boomer said with a smile as he sat on his chair peeling apples, looking at the TV.

Oolong muttered: "Will Sun Wukong lose......? That old guy loses?"

Sun Wukong turned a deaf ear to the host's voice, still leaning against the wall, and Kling was about to urge him to play, when a voice drilled into Sun Wukong's head: "Wukong, come on!"

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth curled, and he suddenly opened his eyes!

Kling was startled, took a step back, and saw that at the same time that Sun Wukong left the wall he was leaning on, he made a "crackling" sound like fried beans, Sun Wukong clenched his fists, drank in a low voice, and the essence that erupted in his eyes almost blinded Klin's eyes, and then, as if Sun Wukong didn't see Klin at all, "bang", exploded on the spot, Sun Wukong turned into a white light parabola, crossed the backstage wall, and jumped into the ring in full view.

"Goku he...... Did you just glow?" Clint jumped up the wall and looked at the ring.

Wu Tian has long been in the ring, and it seems that he has never left, waiting for Sun Wukong.

"Okay, our two players are all here, ah, their eyes are very serious, it seems that they can see each other......'s true strength! The final of the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Association, Sun Wukong vs. Wu Tian, officially ...... Let's go!!"

"Bang~~"

Another thunderous gong!

"Oooo

It's just that for the two people on the stage, there is no interference at all, and now they only have the other party as opponents in their eyes......

"Just let me see, how did you slap the peach to ashes with one palm......!!" The crane immortal was hidden in the crowd, his eyes were gloomy, crawling bloodshot, staring at Wu Tian in the ring, but after a short moment, his expression suddenly changed color, as if he had seen the most incredible and terrifying thing in the world.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath and said seriously: "Master...... I ask you not to be waterproof!"

Wu Tian sighed: "You kid, do you want to do this, you should know that this is not good for your body." ”

"Hehe, Master, you don't know, I have the opportunity to have such a fair confrontation with you, I ...... I'm so excited that I can't care about it so much!" Sun Wukong grinned.

Wu Tian couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, he moved the ten fingers of his hands, twisted his neck, and after more than two hundred years, he once again put on the starting pose of Wu Xianliu.

"What kind of starting style is that? It's not from the Turtle Immortal. Offstage, the crane immortals were puzzled.

And under everyone's gaze, Sun Wukong also slowly put on the same starting pose as Wu Tian.

"Wukong, there are a lot of people here, try to control the qi and destructive power, can you do it?" Wu Tiandao.

"Master can do it, I can do it!" Sun Wukong said crisply.

"Okay, come on, Wukong, Master will teach you a lesson today!"

Wu Tian's heart also flashed with a trace of strange emotions, once upon a time, the young man named Wu Tian, the ordinary young man who was obsessed with Dragon Ball, of course, like many young people, was young and ignorant and dreamed of a duel with Sun Wukong...... Heh, he smiled inwardly.