062, I decided to call it Tianwuliu

This time, the battle table of the world's first martial arts tournament is as follows:

The first game: Tianjin Fan VS Sun Wukong, the second game: Chai Ba Wang VS Rao, the third game: Dumplings VS Kobayashi, the fourth game: Pompt VS Kenshiro. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This battle table naturally has the credit of dumplings, but in Zhang Wutian's opinion, such an arrangement is unexpectedly suitable.

Among them, the turtle and crane battle is full of gimmicks, and Zhang Wutian's disciples Rao and Kenshiro also have a chance to show their strength, so as not to encounter a strong enemy from the beginning.

For Zhang Wutian, who is now explosive in combat power, the game in front of him is like a certain fighting game he played a long time ago.

The avatars of the two people collide with each other, vibrating constantly, and creating a crackling sound, eventually one of the avatars turns gray and is crushed, while the other's avatar rises along the line of the battle table and advances to a higher status.

In the entire conference, only Sun Wukong was his opponent, and the other people's matches were probably no more interesting for Zhang Wutian than the avatar collision.

Then, the first game began.

"I'm sorry for Tianjin, but this will be the most boring game of this conference. ”

In the lounge with a good view and can be observed to see the entire venue of the martial arts competition, Zhang Wutian made such an evaluation.

"Even if it's a woman, I won't show mercy, the guy of the Turtle Immortal Stream, enlighten it!"

In the ring, Tianjin Fan said solemnly, it is not discrimination against women, after all, his master Hexian is a powerful female martial artist, Tianjin Fan said this out of absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Well, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, just call it!" In this way, it is already merciful to his subordinates, if it is really ruthless, as long as Sun Wukong attacks first, he can decide the winner in an instant.

"Come on, Tianjin rice, let the old woman of Guixianliu know that it is powerful!" In the first row of the audience, the Lori Crane Immortal was shouting loudly.

"Hehe, is that young man your beloved disciple of Heniang, although the training is good, but the luck is not good, I am afraid that this time I will suffer a lot of blows. The turtle immortal, who was sitting not far from her, said with a smile.

"My family's Tianjin rice will not lose, and it will be your disciple who suffers!!" Lori Crane Immortal, known as Crane Niang, waved her little fist and roared back like a fried kitten.

The next moment, the game began, and Tianjin Fan took the lead.

"Eat me with a punch!!" punched Sun Wukong's face without reservation, and in the eyes of other audiences, Tianjin rice was like a residual image, and instantly appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

However, Sun Wukong's speed was even faster.

Tianjin Fan's punch hit him directly into the air, and he suddenly lost the trace of his opponent.

"Where?" Even Tianjin Fan's third eye failed to catch Sun Wukong's trace, and Sun Wukong disappeared in front of his opponent as if he were teleporting.

Not only Tianjin Rice, except for Zhang Wutian, everyone at the scene failed to capture Sun Wukong's traces, even the Turtle Immortal and the Crane Immortal.

The next moment, Sun Wukong appeared behind Tianjin Fan, raised his hand knife, and gently knocked Tianjin Fan's neck.

"Ah......" Tianjin rice poured in response.

Receiving this seemingly light blow, Tianjin Fan did not wake up until the end of the countdown, and he was disqualified from the competition.

Because the end of the game was too simple, the scene was not very enthusiastic, and only a few people could understand Sun Wukong's strength, and there were not many cheers until Sun Wukong walked out of the ring.

"How can it be so strong? Is that old woman's disciple a monster?" Regardless of the strength of the Crane Immortal, but as a senior master of the same generation as the Turtle Immortal, she still has a vision, and she sensed Sun Wukong's true strength, which made her feel trembling from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time, the carefully carved eldest disciple Tianjin Fan was not the enemy of the other party, which made the Crane Immortal feel sincerely powerless.

"I'm sorry, master, I disappointed you......" Tianjin Rice, who woke up, shrugged his head and said.

"No, you're doing a good job, it's the opponent who is too strong this time!"

Tianjin Fan clenched his fists tightly, the strength of the opponent is not a reason to tolerate his failure, is it possible to say that the opponent is too strong, can he easily expose his own failure? Absolutely not, Tianjin Fan is not the kind of person who has no ambition.

Immediately after the second match, the two people who were fighting: Rao and King Chai Ba were already standing in the ring.

"Hehe, Tianwuliu? King Chai Ba was the first to let out a taunt.

"What did you say?" Although he is still a teenager, his height has surpassed that of King Chaiba as an adult, and the talented and burly Rao stared at the opponent in front of him with a pair of big eyes.

"It's just a fluke to win the championship of a martial arts competition, and I established a school of self-righteousness, completely ignoring my predecessors, this time the reason why I will come back out of the mountain is to let the world understand my shallowness, I want to tell the world, your master is just a liar who sells his reputation!"

After a pause, he continued: "The Turtle Immortal Flow and the Crane Immortal Flow are orthodox martial arts schools that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and the previous Turtle Immortal Flow girl is the real master, as for the Heavenly Martial Flow, hehe, today is the day of your destruction." ”

"Shut up! I'll tell you the true essence of Tianwu Liu!"

As the match began, King Chai Ba did not hesitate to launch his strongest attack.

"Eight Hands Fist!" Swift fist swing made King Chai Ba look like he had eight hands, and Rao was caught off guard by such a fierce and rapid combo.

Desperately fending off the opponent's fists, but Rao's strength was not in his speed, and he was quickly suppressed by King Chaiba.

"What's the matter, is it only this level? After all, he's just a disciple of a third-rate sect!"

Eventually, King Chaiba slammed his fist into Rao's chest, knocking his burly body flying.

Rao flew upside down and then fell to the ground, shaking the entire ring.

"It's over. King Chai Ba sneered at Rao who was lying on the ground and said confidently.

However, the next moment his expression changed, and Rao, who was covered in blood, staggered to his feet, his short blond hair glittering in the reflection of the sun due to the blood.

"I see, is this the kind of fist that defeated my brother Todge?"

"The kung fu of being beaten is not bad, is this the true essence of your Tianwuliu?"

"Bastard, don't insult my master!!" Rao roared angrily: "In the past, I was a bastard who only bullied the weak, it was the master who told me the true use of power, I will never forgive the person who insulted Tianwuliu and insulted the master!!"

"There's no point in just yelling, this time you won't be able to stand up again!!" King Chaiba's eight-hand fist was fired again, but this time, Rao didn't use his fist to attack, he used the most direct method.

After using his burly body to eat King Chaiba's attack, and after receiving a continuous attack like a storm, Rao finally broke into King Chaiba's attack.

"Compared to the fists of the master and the eldest sister, your fists are nothing at all!!"

Breaking into King Chaiba's defensive circle, Rao puffed up his muscles and slammed his shoulders into his opponent.

"Look at my Mongolian domineering!!"

"Uhh

"Damn, damn imp, dare you disgrace me!" Although the match was lost because he was knocked into the air, he didn't actually suffer much damage, but he felt that his self-esteem had been insulted, and the angry King Chai Ba climbed back into the ring and pounced on Rao.

"The loser must look like a loser, as an old-timer, your style is not good. Zhang Wutian suddenly appeared in the ring, just like the previous dance, and it was a blow to King Chaiba's head and neck.

The pupils of Tianjin Fan in the audience shrank, and he touched his head and neck with empathy.

"......" King Chai Ba rushed forward two steps by inertia, and finally fell to the ring.

Zhang Wutian came to the front of Rao, who was beaten and covered in blood, took out a fairy bean for the other party to eat, and pointed to the king of Chai Ba who fell to the ground and said: "Look, Rao, that is the best negative example, even if you lose, you must maintain your bearing, and then strive for the next victory, this is what we Tianwuliu does." ”

The body healed immediately, feeling the magic of the fairy bean, Rao, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, said seriously: "I understand, master, I will not embarrass Wu Tianliu." ”

Although he cares a little about the other party's name and appearance because of a certain animation in his memory, Zhang Wutian actually has great expectations for this disciple, unlike Kobayashi, who came to learn from him and then became the strongest on the earth, Rao is the one who stood out from hundreds of thousands of outer disciples who learned martial arts, and was chosen by Zhang Wutian, if a guy named Broly is a legendary Super Saiyan who only comes out in 1000 years, then Zhang Wutian feels that this Rao is a super earthling who only comes out in 10000 years。

As for Rao's future, Zhang Wutian felt that even if this big disciple was dragged back by the earthling's blood, he should be stronger than Xiao Lin......

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Accepting the opinions of the book review area, Tianwuliu is indeed better than Wutianliu.