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Clint tightened his belt and said with high morale: "It's here!"

With that, he got into the craft with Boomer.

"Somersault! Fight! Cloud!"

Sun Wukong shouted at the sky, and soon, after a little light flickered, a yellow cloud flew down between the blue sky and white clouds, Sun Wukong jumped on the spot, turned over more than a dozen hollow heels, drew an arc in the air, and landed steadily on the somersault cloud that flew from behind to his feet.

"It's been a long time, are you okay?" Sun Wukong happily patted the cloud sitting down and greeted his old friend.

Boom, the aircraft spewed flames.

"Let's go, let's win the championship!"

Boomer put on his cap, reversed it, sat in the driver's seat, and shouted energetically, ignoring Klin's muttering "Hey, hey, there's still someone here who doesn't have much hope of winning the championship", and then pulled the joystick upwards, and the aircraft suddenly "banged" and rushed into the sky.

"Yo he!

Sun Wukong shouted happily, the somersault cloud "snorted", and took Sun Wukong to fly into the sky with a sharp spiral, pulling out a long white trail in the sky, and chasing the aircraft away.

At this moment, a big fiery red bird also rose to the sky, "ang" a loud chirp, straight into the sky, it is the immortal bird, it has disappeared in the past few days, and I don't know where to play, then it appeared in time.

Two figures, a man and a woman, suddenly appeared, fluttering on the back of the immortal bird's feathers, as light as a feather, it was Wu Tian and Hathaway.

"Grandpa Wutian!

"Master!"

Monkey King, Klin, and Boomer all greeted each other happily.

Hathaway smiled and beckoned to them, and a pale white qigong barrier lit up in front of her.

Wu Tian nodded and said, "Let's go......"

This is a very high place, surrounded by swirling clouds, below is the dense city microcosm, Wu Tian's gaze moved forward, skimming over the mountains and rivers, forests and plains, looking at the city where he established Wu Xianliu, and now, it is also a modern large city.

Tsurumi's qi has been there since the beginning of the world's No. 1 martial arts club division.

If my guess is correct, you will also let Tianjin Fan participate in this martial arts meeting...... You must not be willing to let Tianjin Fan join the Martial Arts Association and enter the virtual earth network to climb the Wuxian Pagoda...... And don't worry, I haven't let Sun Wukong start learning martial arts boxing yet. He and Tianjin Rice can still "compete fairly" for the time being...... That's what you want, right...... Bro.

Thinking so, Wu Tian and his party rushed towards Sayuan City, the venue of the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association finals.

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The No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the world has been held for twenty sessions, and every five years, that is, one hundred years, and this one is the one hundred and fifth year. Such a long-established world event is unimaginably large. At this time, the flow of people in the city is terrifying, and there is no one in the streets and alleys who are not rubbing shoulders twenty-four hours a day. After so many years of development, even putting aside the martial arts association factor, Sayuan City still has a lot of heritage to digest these tourists.

Cultural relics, major scenic spots, large and small martial arts halls......

Among them, there are many merchant shops, in the name of martial immortals, selling some souvenirs. Naturally, it is not daring to pretend to be famous, but only to say something about "immortal old things", "umbrellas held up before the immortal martial arts", "cakes that martial saints love to eat" and the like, there will always be people who are willing to pay money, even if they know that they are borrowing names to fool people, but they can't stand the willingness of tourists, so they want to be happy.

On the glass walls of the major skyscrapers in Sayuan City, promotional videos of the world's No. 1 martial arts association are played everywhere.

East, West, North, South, Middle, a collection of exciting matches in the five major regions, endlessly rotated. After the editor's skillful cut, the already very wonderful martial arts scenes, with just the right background music, are even more exciting.

Promotional posters are overwhelming, all kinds of souvenirs are sold out, and betting markets are in full swing, everyone is looking forward to the opening of the finals, and the players they support are arguing......

On the back of the Wuxian Stream Hall, the finals hall is expanded with the Broken Mountain Arena as the center, and the entrance of the players and the audience enter the bifurcation.

One by one, the contestants, either the stars holding the moon or the lone ranger, began to come to register for the competition.

There are a total of 16 qualifying places in the five major regions.

Because martial arts stars are different from entertainment stars, these people have real kung fu in hand...... The audience and fans are very aware of this, so they are very good at paying attention to proportions when they are chasing, even if the martial arts stars are swaggering at the entrance, they will not block the players to make it difficult for them to move an inch, otherwise they will make people unhappy, and they will admit that they are unlucky if they are injured by mistake.

In the crowd, Wu Tian, Hathaway and Bulma came to see Sun Wukong and Kling to compete.

Sun Wukong and Klin, who are wearing animal masks on their faces, are looking around curiously. Suddenly, a muffled sound sounded in Sun Wukong's mask: "Huh?!" The little monkey ran in one direction, threw himself into the arms of an old man who was also wearing an animal mask, and cried out in a muffled voice: "Grandpa, you are here too!"

"Hehe......" Through the mask, Sun Gohan's voice was also dull, and he rubbed his little grandson's hair, "Wukong, you have grown taller." ”

"Hee-hee-hee......" Sun Wukong wagged his tail.

Wu Tian nodded here, Sun Gohan bowed slightly, and Hathaway smiled and waved at him.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the crowd.

Sun Gohan felt something, he looked up, and saw a three-eyed young man with a naked and strong upper body, and a small boy with a pale face like a zombie, flying from the sky and landing in a clearing area.

"'Crane'?" Sun Gohan saw a big text on the chest of the dumpling's martial arts uniform, and thought of something, he looked at Tianjin Rice's tall figure thoughtfully, "Kung Fu is not bad, is it my disciple of Uncle Crane? Yes, apart from this uncle, who can train such a disciple." ”

Tianjin rice has a cold temperament, this is the temperament that is used to the killer business, although the surrounding audience is very excited to see him, but none of them are abruptly crowded, they are all taken by his temperament...... Moreover, the short dumpling beside him, with that wooden look, also made people panic.

Suddenly, Tianjin Fan suddenly felt something, the third eye on his forehead turned, he looked back, and suddenly saw an old man with an animal mask, although through the mask, Tianjin Fan was still shocked, he had already honed his sense of qi, and from the old man, he felt an unfathomable breath, obviously a great master of martial arts cultivation who was unpredictable.

Who is this?

Could it be...... Son Gohan?!

Tianjin Fan was full of excitement, this was the first time he saw the Monkey King himself in the master's mouth. He soon noticed that the short man in front of Sun Gohan was also wearing an animal mask, and this person had an eye-catching slender furry tail behind him......

That's what it is...... Monkey King?

It's not that strong.

It seems that he has restrained his breath.

Tianjin Fan thought about it like this, and noticed that Sun Wufan was looking at him, and he saw sweat on his forehead, but he was just looked at like this, and there was a pressure from Mount Tai...... Sun Wuhan's skill is really incredible, is this the height of the martial immortals' disciples?

He nodded slightly, and at this time Sun Wuhan had already left the place with Sun Wukong.

Tianjin Fan followed a glance, and when he saw the gray-haired man that Sun Wuhan and Sun Wukong were walking towards, he suddenly trembled violently, and when Wu Tian indifferently cast his eyes, Tianjin Fan quickly turned his head, his heart was beating violently, and he subconsciously did not dare to look directly at the Wu Xianren's sight, as if he was glanced at by this existence, and his confidence in participating in the competition this time would collapse and collapse.

"Tianjin?" Dumpling looked up suspiciously.

"Let's go......" Tianjin Fan took a deep breath, his expression was resolute, "I will prove to Master that the Crane Immortal Flow will never lose to the Martial Immortal Flow!"

(To be continued.) )