Chapter 7 Quarterfinals

"The final winner of the No. 1 ring is the Monkey King!" The sound of an announcement sounded on the radio in the hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"yes! It's Goku!"

Bulma and Oolong also heard the announcement in the audience outside.

Then everyone looked at the huge monitor hanging behind the main ring again, which was broadcasting the preliminaries live.

"The final winner of Ring 2 is the Anonymous player!"

"Wow~!, she's still a big beauty!" Oolong suddenly became excited, he hadn't seen a female player in this arena for a long time!

The surrounding audience also let out cheers of excitement. I didn't expect such a delicate and petite girl to be able to get a place in the top eight. They suddenly looked forward to the next game.

Only the turtle immortal let out a gloating sinister laugh: "Hey, hey, hey, wait and be surprised, Wukong." ”

"Next, it's Ring No. 8, Peach White Player! Ring No. 6, Yamucha Player!"

"Ring No. 4, Tianjin Rice Player! Ring No. 3 Klin Player!"

"The No. 7 ring also decided the final winner!Dumpling players!Haha, just like the name, the dumpling players are really cute~!The female audience cheered~Our top eight not only have a lot of handsome guys, but also cute little Zhengtai~!"

The host reported the winners of several other rings in one fell swoop.

After a pause, he said: "Now there is only one last ring left, and there is still one game that has not ended, the fifth ring." The two sides are, the champion of the last martial arts tournament, Mr. Satan !!"

"Satan!"

"Satan!"

"Mr. Satan is the champion!"

The audience immediately resounded with neat cheers.

The crane immortal looked at the peach white image that skipped on the screen just now.

"Huh?" Kling stretched out his hand to the stupid young man on the screen with an embarrassed face, and said to Yamucha on the side in surprise: "The champion of the last martial arts tournament is actually such a guy?"

Yamucha nodded: "It seems to be him, although it is not very good compared to us." But among ordinary people, he is also relatively powerful. And I heard that he is also very lucky, and every time the game starts, his opponent has a stomachache. ”

Kling hugged his arm and touched his chin with a painful look on his face and said: "I knew that you didn't participate in the last session, so I would have won a championship, and there will be a million anyway!"

Yamucha glanced at him with a smile: "Haha, don't be a pity, don't you think that this year's masters are more exciting?"

"Excitement is excitement, but you don't know, since last year, Master Wutian has stopped giving us living expenses, and I often go hungry when I practice outside! ”

"Buzz...... Be quiet, be quiet!"

The host patted the microphone, and then calmed down the warm atmosphere of the scene, and then continued: "Due to the large number of people in the preliminary round today, the competition has not ended until now. Therefore, the organizers have decided to start the official competition tomorrow. However, because of Mr. Satan's status as the last champion, we decided to move this last match directly to the main ring to compete. At the same time, I would like to introduce Mr. Satan's opponent, the Demon Boy Contestant!"

The audience, who had been sitting and watching the screen for a day, were depressed and planned to leave, but they didn't expect to be able to watch a match of the last champion, and they were immediately satisfied and cheered.

Satan confidently clasped his hands and looked at Vic on the other side.

Vic looked at the other party boredly, and looked at the way he walked, knowing that this guy had no ability at all.

"Hahaha! Are you very nervous about me?" Mr. Satan looked at the motionless Vic with satisfaction and laughed: "But it's okay! Don't be nervous, I won't use all my strength, after all, it's not the finals yet, I will retain some strength." Well, I'll fight you with seventy percent of my strength!"

Vic glanced at Satan impatiently: "If you want to fight, hurry up, don't waste time." ”

Hmph, I'm in a hurry, I'm going to mess you up, I'm going to win a little bit later.

Satan was thinking about his own plan in his heart, but he pretended to be generous and said, "It seems that you are still a little nervous. So let's do it, I believe that audiences all over the world have been watching the competition for a day and are tired of watching. I'll change the show to change your appetite, but don't be stunned by my strength!"

Satan walked to the entrance of the ring, carried a duffel bag and walked to the center of the ring.

"Eh, isn't it==!" Tianjin Fan watched Satan take out one tile after another with a painful face, and put twenty pieces on the ground in the blink of an eye. My brother, do you know that you are dying?

"Whew!" Satan exhaled deeply, raised his right hand in the shape of a knife, and then shouted loudly and jerked back.

"Whoa!"

There was a crisp sound, and the tiles shattered one after another, until the last one, because the strength was exhausted, it did not break.

"Well, after a day of competition, I was a little hungry, so I didn't cut it all at once. But I'm sure you'll now have a clear understanding of what I'm capable of. Satan wiped the sweat from his forehead, then tightened his championship belt and patted his stomach.

"Satan is mighty!"

"Satan is mighty!"

The audience shouted excitedly again.

"Well, isn't such a guy really here to act in a sketch?" said Bulma speechlessly.

"Well, this young man still has some strength, but that's for ordinary people. But his opponent is a bit of a concern, and it seems to be dangerous. The turtle immortal frowned and looked in the direction of the ring.

"How long are you going to do your acrobatics!!" Vic finally lost his patience and said to the referee, "Not yet?"

"......" Uncle Sunglasses helped the mirror: "Okay." The game starts right away. Then get ready, both players. 3, 2, 1!

Uncle Sunglasses threw himself out of the ring neatly. He has already commented on three competitions and has a lot of experience, and in this kind of high-end competition, if he turns around slowly and gets off the stage, even if he misses a second, he is likely to miss the wonderful duel scene. Therefore, whether you can step down as quickly as possible and start commenting as quickly as you just did is the key element in judging whether a referee and host is qualified.

Uncle Sunglasses turned back expectantly and was about to start.

A figure flew out above him.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

What's the situation?Why did I just get off the stage, and there was only one person left on the field!?Uncle Sunglasses looked at the competition ring in a daze, and complained in his heart.

Vic appeared where Satan had stood, and Satan was nowhere to be found.

The audience behind them parted, revealing Satan who had fallen into the audience.

"Ouch hey...... It must have been that the tiles weren't cleaned up just now, and I slipped and fell! Ouch my face, it hurts!"

Glancing at the mysterious Demon Boy contestant in surprise, Uncle Sunglasses knew that he could move to Satan's position in an instant, which showed that this young man was not simple. I feel very happy in my heart, this time the martial arts will not only have Sun Wukong, but also this mysterious boy, it seems that the game will be very exciting!

"Although Mr. Satan unfortunately fell and flew off the field, the rules must be followed. Then I declare that the winner of Ring 5 is the Demon Boy! The top eight have been produced!"

The order of tomorrow's matches is:

Group 1: Monkey King VS Anonymous

Group 2: Kling VS Tianjin Rice

Group 3: Vic VS Yamucha

Group 4: Dumplings VS Peach White

Uncle Sunglasses held the microphone in his left hand to his mouth, and a finger popped out of his right hand and stretched high into the sky: "Then let's look forward to the showdown of tomorrow's official competition!"

Although the audience was not having enough fun, they could only leave the venue noisily.

Tianjin Fan flew to the audience with dumplings and walked out of the competition venue with the crane immortals.

"Ah Tian, that mysterious demon boy looks ......" The crane immortal apparently recognized Vic's identity as well.

"Yes, he's also a demon. It stands to reason that after the Great Demon King of Bick is sealed, there should be no more demons born, but ...... It seems that only God knows about this. Tianjin Fan touched his nose: "I'll go to the temple when the game is over." ”

"Also, I'm a little bit concerned about competing in the game. Didn't he say that the killer walked in the dark, how could he still participate in such a competition that required his face to be revealed, and what had happened in the past six years?" the crane immortal muttered to himself in confusion.

"Do you know that guy?" Goku suddenly leaned over, "When I was younger, I once met him to snatch my Dragon Ball, and he killed my friend first, and then almost killed me. But I climbed up the Karinta and got even more powerful, and finally killed him. But how is it resurrected now?"

Ouch, hey me Brother Di, Tianjin Fan is speechless and looks at the sky, can you be so sincere! Don't you speak according to the occasion? Obviously, the master's tone when he mentioned Tao Baibai already shows that they are very familiar, okay? Even if you don't know that you killed someone's brother, you should know that killing someone's friend will annoy others, right? Do you really have a brain to say it so bluntly?

"Hmph, how is it possible, how powerful you could be when you were young, Tao Baibai's strength is no longer under me. You're lucky to meet him and not die, and you dare to lie and claim to have killed him. The crane immortal said to Wukong with an expression of disbelief, then turned his head and said to the turtle immortal who was rubbing oil around with a lot of people: "Old turtle, you are really a good apprentice, and everyone is just as nonsense as you!"

Seeing that Wukong still wanted to refute, Tianjin Fan quickly covered his mouth, and said with a smile: "Wukong! Tao Baibai is my master's own brother, so don't make this kind of joke again." ”

"But I was ...... Not...... Hmmmm...... Wukong saw that Tianjin Rice was not allowed to talk about himself, and he waved his hand indifferently to say that he would not continue to talk nonsense: "Forget it, anyway, I have already killed him once, and it can be regarded as helping Upa to avenge it, and since he is your brother, then I won't worry about him in general." ”

Damn! I really thank you for your magnanimity, Wukong! You obviously killed someone's brother! How can you be so justifiable! Although Tao Bai deserves it, but in front of my master, are you really not afraid that he will ask me to kill you?

"Still talking nonsense! Hmph, sure enough, you people in the Turtle Immortal Stream are all hypocritical guys. "The crane immortal is really angry, although he and his younger brother Tao Baibai have not had a good relationship, and they have not even been in contact with each other for many years, but do you think I won't be angry for making such a bad joke?

"Let's go!Ah Tian!Dumplings!" The crane immortal simply flew up directly: "Wait tomorrow to teach me a good lesson about these rude guys in the turtle immortal stream." “

Really. Tianjin Fan covered his forehead with one hand, wrapped the other hand around Lan Qi's waist, and flew up.

Lan Qi rolled her eyes, but looked at the dense crowd at her feet, and didn't know if there was a pervert who touched the girl's ass like the turtle fairy in it, forget it, let him hug it, anyway, Lan Luo didn't hug it less when she was awake.

"Dumplings, you have to be careful tomorrow. Although Tao Baibai is my younger brother, he is never merciful. The crane immortal said to the dumplings.

"Don't worry, master, I'm fine. Dumpling replied confidently.

Night is falling, like a curtain trying to cover Papaya Island.

But how can a thriving city be without lights?

Searchlights, street lights, advertising lights, and all kinds of lights reflect each other, making Papaya Island at night feel like day. Crowds of people gather in groups of threes and twos, either in restaurants or in heated arguments on the streets. It's all about the outcome of tomorrow's game.

Someone even opened a bet.