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Monkey King, Klin, Tianjin rice, dumplings...... and Boomer appeared together in the floating manor above the main city of Martial Immortals.

"Why did you come along?" Clint looked at Boomer strangely.

"Do you have an opinion?" Boomer raised his eyebrows, his aura was very strong, and the little bald head quickly shrank his neck and shook his head.

Sun Wukong also said: "Isn't it only people from the Martial Arts Association who can come in here?"

Boomer curled the corners of his mouth and said proudly: "For Miss Ben, it's not very simple to ask Grandma Hathaway for a special permission~"

"Oh!" Sun Wukong nodded, but he didn't really understand.

"Cheating, hey!" Clint muttered.

"What did you say?" Boomer glanced at Kling again.

Tianjin Fan looked at Sun Wukong thoughtfully, and Sun Wukong was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Tianjin is thinking, that Kakarot bar......" Dumpling said with his head tilted.

"Yes. Tianjin Fan nodded in acknowledgement, "Kakarot he...... Aren't you going to participate in this Martial Immortal Conference?"

Kling was surprised, but felt that it made sense...... He touched his chin and muttered, "Yes, Kakarot is here, he can appear at the same time as Goku!" He remembered that Kakarot had appeared during his three years of traveling on Earth and doing penance.

"I don't know, I didn't ask him!" Sun Wukong scratched his head, looking dazed.

"Whatever that guy does!" Boomer was dissatisfied, she wanted to just say "sit down for me", chanting like a spell so that Kakarot couldn't perceive the outside world all the time, so that it was quiet.

"Don't say that, Kakarot...... Well, it's a little worse, but after all, there's no way to do evil, I think it's okay. Clint waved his hand.

"Why don't you ask the Jarivs?" said Sun Wukong, looking at the crowd.

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A special virtual space for the "Martial Immortal Conference".

This space is very vast, and it was specially opened up by Jarivs for this "Martial Immortal Conference". In the middle of the space, there is an upside-down mountain peak, and the top is the stage for the competition, which is a huge platform with a side length of about one kilometer, and the entire martial arts ring is called "Wuxiantai".

Surrounding "Musendai", there are seven small inverted hanging peaks, which are slightly smaller "Musendai" called "Xiaomusendai".

Around the large and small "Wuxiantai", there are dense small and neat stone platforms, each of which has a number, corresponding to a participating martial arts player. All those who sign up for the competition can be directly teleported to the small floating stone platform surrounding "Muxiandae" in this space through their respective intelligent assistants.

Pieces of green data streams are condensed in this space one after another, turning into a human figure.

"Is this the ring of the Martial Immortal Conference...... It's spectacular!"

"It's magnificent!"

"Wow, my blood is already boiling!"

All kinds of people appeared on the floating stone platform around, they all had their own intelligent assistants around them, in different shapes, mostly miniature human figures, like elves, and the degree of intelligence is also different, some people's intelligent assistants are stiff and rigid, while others are much more flexible, like real people.

There are so many registered participants in the Martial Immortal Conference around the world, and some people who have never practiced martial arts at all have also tried to come, anyway, even if they are injured in the virtual earth network, it is not a big deal, and it is impossible to be killed...... You can see what a real martial arts master is like, and you don't have to worry about the safety of your own life, so why not come and join in the fun?

"That's what it is...... Will the Martial Immortals? A slightly chubby black messy young man appeared on a small stone platform, he was not tall, about more than one meter six, a pair of small eyes squinted, like dead fish eyes, even when he came to this martial immortal conference space, he was holding a hot meat bun in his hand and gnawing on it.

Akilobe carried a long knife that was not gold or wood at his waist, and it was the "Martial Immortal Knife" that was no different from him in real life. With Jarivs' simulation projection, based on Wu Tian's skills, Jarivs can perfectly simulate the strength, moves, and ability strength of anyone on this planet.

The others also recognized Akilobe and pointed at him, but Akilobe did not see him.

On the small stone platform with five pieces in a row, five people appeared.

"It's the Monkey King! There are also Klin, Tianjin rice, dumplings...... They're all coming!" As soon as they appeared, someone shouted, and immediately the people around looked over and shouted.

Someone whispered: "Sun Wukong really participated, he won the world's No. 1 martial arts championship five years ago, and now he has climbed the eighth floor of the Wuxian Pagoda...... If he participates this time, who else can stop him?"

Some people even sighed: "I'm afraid everyone present has only become Sun Wukong's foil! The Martial Immortal Fist of the Eighth Layer Tower ......."

"Not necessarily, right? Look over there, aren't there some older generation masters who have also appeared?" Some people don't seem to like to see others brainlessly blowing Sun Wukong, pouting, and pointing to the dense suspended small stone platform opposite, sure enough, more than a dozen old masters have appeared over there one after another.

"It's the 'Burst Stream' Grandmaster's 'Machine'! Back then, he was dressed in Burst Qigong and became famous at the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference, and then he soon fell silent...... I didn't expect it to appear at this time!"

"There is also the old grandmaster of 'Yixinliu', he is the first martial arts champion in the world for a long time, and he has long ascended to the fifth floor of the Martial Immortal Tower, I don't know how many ......layers he is in now."

Many people whisper excitedly as if they were chasing stars, and their personal dashboards are not blocked, so some people simply open the panel, chat with friends, or communicate excitedly with a group of people on the forum.

"Damn, isn't this the old holy monk of Dolin Temple! He is still alive?!" Some people were shocked, recognizing the white-eyed and white-bearded old monk who was as silent as a dead tree over there, and felt incredible, "I'm afraid that his old man is over 100 years old, right?

"It's so exciting! This Martial Immortal Conference is really a grand event!"

"Even if you can't pass the knockout round, it's worth it to see so many masters of the older generation gathered!" Some people even laughed and chatted privately with their friends.

The friend replied: "You don't know, do you? The top ten of this Martial Immortal Conference have the opportunity to meet the Martial Immortal himself! Of course, these old guys have all jumped out one by one!"

"Fog grass, it's really fake?!See the Martial Immortals?!Rely on it! No wonder they all appeared......"

And the dozen or so old guys who were in the center of the discussion, as soon as they appeared, also quietly exchanged glances with each other for a while......

Hmph, old fellow, aren't you dead yet?

You're not dead, how can I die?

I heard that there is a little guy named Sun Wukong, who is the grandson of Mr. Sun Wuhan, the proud disciple of the martial immortals, and I will also come to see the old man!

Yes, Mr. Sun Wuhan has not competed with others for many years, and this time he really didn't compete, and the old man of Wuxian is even more unlikely to make a move...... We can only have a trick with this Monkey King! I hate being born late for decades, and I can't meet the demeanor of the martial immortals in the first martial arts of the world......

I am the only one who can see the Martial Immortals......

The old guys' eyes collided, and they turned their thoughts, closed their eyes one after another, and then recuperated.

On the other side, Sun Wukong's eyes burst out on the small stone platform, and he clenched his fists excitedly!

"I'll go, those old-timers are really here......" Klin was under a lot of pressure, although he thought that his own skills were okay, but if it came to Martial Immortal Fist, he was not the opponent of any of the older masters on the other side.

It must be known that the unspoken rule of "you can't participate in the martial arts meeting after the championship and the five-fold martial immortal fist" was promoted by these people.

Tianjin Fan smiled: "Sun Wukong, are you confident to defeat them?"

Sun Wukong said: "Yes!"

Dumplings are a little nervous: "It's hard to fight......"

At this time, the live broadcast of the event on the whole network is also going on, not only that, but also real-time broadcast offline.

Before the game started, the live broadcast camera was dangling over the densely packed players around, and star players such as Sun Wukong were naturally the focus of the camera. For example, those old masters have already caused heated discussions on the Internet, and even set off a wave of nostalgia, and many people are sighing that these old masters were surprised at the martial arts meeting.

Sun Wukong can be said to be the most popular and popular martial artist on the earth today, and the live broadcast camera will flash back almost after a while.

"Ahh

"What a confident smile, no, the old lady can't stand it......"

"With so many veteran masters participating, I'm afraid this Monkey King won't be arrogant for long!"

"Sit back and wait for Sun Wukong to be frustrated!"

Some people like Sun Wukong, and naturally some people are unhappy with Sun Wukong.

Soon, someone found something on the camera: "Hey, the person next to Sun Wukong, Klin, Tianjin rice, and dumplings...... Who is it?"

"Really, this man...... It's so familiar!"

"I took a closer look...... Except for his hairstyle and clothes, how does this guy feel like my Wukong?!"

"Hold the grass!" as soon as you are reminded...... Really!"

Talk...... Of course, the people who eat melons don't know that it is the image of Kakarot, who has been adjusted by Jarivs in the virtual earth network. It is impossible to break the brains of these people to imagine that there is another existence in this world that is one with Sun Wukong's two souls.

In their heated discussion, the appearance of the tall Bick seemed uneventful.

"Humph!" Kakarot felt his eyes focus on him, and he folded his arms unhappily and snorted coldly.

Because it is in the virtual earth network, even if it is a live broadcast, there will be no actual camera, otherwise...... Kakarot will only be more unhappy, because the current live broadcast camera is a close-up of his face.

Kiki's gaze is also among them.

"It's him!" The slim girl was a little farther away from Sun Wukong, and she couldn't see the specific image of Sun Wukong and the five of them from a distance, but she opened her personal panel and tuned to the live channel...... A pale green screen emerges, and her fingers caress Kakarot's face in a close-up.

He is exactly the same as the "Monkey King" in her memory, and he is exactly the same as the "Monkey King" she saw in "Pointing Space" not long ago...... has a bad personality, but in fact, her heart is lonely and cold, which makes Kiki can't help but feel pity.

Kiki's eyes were red, but she smiled again.

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Outside the space of the Martial Immortal Conference.

In a small "viewing plane", Boomer, Hathaway, Son Gohan, and Boomer's parents, who came to join in the fun, are all here.

In front of them, everything in the space of the Martial Immortal Assembly was clearly visible as if it was close to them.

"Cut, Jarivs, really, why did you let this Kakarot out?" Boomer pouted.

Sun Gohan shook his head and asked Hathaway strangely, "Master, where is Master?"

"I don't know, I think I'm looking for Jarivs......" Hathaway shook her head.

……

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The fiftieth floor of the Martial Immortal Pagoda.

Wu Tian didn't have much interest in watching the Martial Immortal Society's game, but appeared here alone.

The figure of Jarivs, condensed by the green data stream, turned into the image of a middle-aged Sven man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, standing beside Wu Tian.

"Say it. Wu Tian said lightly.

Jarivs nodded, and also directly stated: "I have calculated countless times, and according to your requirements, Shuai selected the ten most likely possible developments. The tenth, Dapra ......"

He pushed his glasses and spoke methodically.

While Wu Tian listened, he squinted slightly, silently. (To be continued.) )