Chapter 440: Meet the Martial Arts Society Judge Again

ā€œ1…… 1027KG? Could it be that the machine is broken? The monk, who was in charge of recording the weight of each fighter's punch, looked shocked and inspected the machine in disbelief. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"How is this possible? With more than 1,000 kilograms of fist power, is he still human? ā€

"Didn't the person in charge say just now that the machine failed, it should be that after we used it before, the data of the machine failed!"

Those who had already finished the fight were all shocked after seeing the punch power of the pickup, and there was a lot of discussion about it!

Goku whispered to the pickup, "Can't you use a little bit of power?" Doing so will arouse suspicion in others! ā€

"Shut up, I know what to do!"

Pickup blushed, he had obviously controlled the strength of the number, how could he still play such a high power.

"This player, please fight again, there was a small malfunction in the machine just now!"

The monk wiped the sweat from his forehead, he had just checked that the machine was not malfunctioning, probably by accident.

Pickup laughed, "No problem! ā€

This time, he stared intently at the fist machine in front of him, and not only did a drop of sweat flow from his forehead.

This time there must be no failure!

Bang!

Pickup punched out, but the fist had already withdrawn before it touched the machine, using a weak punch to hit the machine.

316KG!

"Huh......" The person in charge of "Huh" took a breath, and the machine really failed last time.

Pickup couldn't help but complain in his heart, there was no problem at all with his most powerful punch, but it would be too difficult to control the power of his fist.

Goku and the others also passed the test one after another, but Vegeta felt troubled about it, and directly exploded the machine with one punch, not giving the next players a chance to test at all.

Click, click!

Many people couldn't help but take out their cameras to film this scene.

"Vic!" Pickup commanded Bick beside him.

Boom -

A golden glow appeared in Vic's eyes, and the entire island was filled with cameras that could take pictures and explode.

This scene is as spectacular as the explosion of thousands of mountain mobile phones.

At this moment, Wukong patted his stomach and said, "Let's go eat something, we haven't eaten a bite since this morning, I'm starving to death now!" ā€

Everyone couldn't help but smile when they saw Wukong's appearance.

In the restaurant of the Budokai.

Pickup and the others frantically harvested every dish here, and the others all looked at these people in amazement.

I wondered if they hadn't eaten for a long time, otherwise how could they have such a big appetite.

"Ahh Goku slumped in his chair and poured tea into his stomach with one hand.

The food here is not free, but if you are a player in the main competition, they can eat it for free, but if you lose the preliminary round, then you will have to pay the full price, and even a 2% higher handling fee.

The service fee was frightened by Wukong's amount of food, and they couldn't help but pray in their hearts that these people must enter the main competition, otherwise this meal will drain half of the food stored in their restaurant.

"Let's finish eating, let's go to the venue first!" Pickup also patted his slightly bulging belly contentedly.

"Hmm!"

Pickup: They got up and walked towards the venue of the Buddo Society.

Originally, they were going to go straight to the venue, but they were stopped by the competition staff.

"Did you pass the preliminaries?"

Wukong looked at him hesitantly, "It stands to reason that we have all passed!" ā€

"May I ask your names?"

"Goku!" "Pickup!" ……

The staff looked at the list of people who entered the race, and said to the pickup truck: "Well, it has your name on it, please come with me!" ā€

Pickup trucks followed the staff into the center of the venue, and there were not many people in the venue at the moment.

"You guys just rest here, our game is divided into eight games, the game list is on the opposite wall, when the official game starts, we will call your names!" The staff explained to them.

As soon as Kling heard that the competition list was on the opposite side, he hurriedly pulled Yamucha and ran over to take a look.

There is a saying that goes away in high spirits and returns in disappointment.

The two of them fit this idiom very well, and when Wukong saw their strange faces, he couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, did you see something horrible?" ā€

"No, the competition list is far more terrifying than a ghost movie!" Yamucha gritted his teeth and said, his eyes couldn't help but look at Vegeta.

"Tianjin!" The sound of dumplings came from the opposite side.

Tianjin Fan asked suspiciously: "Dumplings?" What are you doing here? ā€

"It's Boomer, she brought me in, by the way, Tianjin, I just glanced at your opponent, your opponent is the fat man over there, his qi is very weak, when the time comes, you remember to sell lightly, don't hurt people!"

"I understand!" Tianjin Fan nodded.

Hearing Dumpling's words, Wukong hurriedly asked, "Dumpling, since you have already seen it, who is my opponent?" ā€

Goku was excited, he really wanted to meet Pickup or Vegeta in the first game, so he could have a good time.

"Goku, your opponent is Klin!" Dumpling smiled, and he also saw the order on the roster of Klin.

"Pickup, your opponent is Gohan, Vegeta's opponent's Yamucha, Bardock fights against a man named Rake, Oolong fights with the little girl on the other side, she seems to be called ...... Bidili! ā€

Bidili, that's not Satan's daughter, Gohan's future wife, kind of interesting.

Pickup couldn't help but glance at Bidili twice, and he found that although Bidili at this time was not as good as Satan, it was almost the same, and if the two really fought life and death, it would be five or five.

"Goku...... Isn't that Goku? ā€

Hearing someone call him, Goku turned his head to look.

The visitor was holding a black microphone with a blond back, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were a lot of white strands in the blonde hair, and a thick golden beard on the mouth.

"Isn't this Mr. Referee, you're here too!" Wukong recognized it at a glance, to be precise, it smelled it, and Wukong's memory of some people was not remembered by his head, but by the breath on his body.

As soon as the referee came to Goku's side, he complained loudly.

"Wukong, do you know how bleak the martial arts will be in the past two years, far less exciting than the few sessions you are in, since Satan has become a hero of the earth, hey, many people don't worship the older generation of martial artists as teachers, all want to worship under Satan's door.

And ah, I know ......."

He looked left and right, and found that no one noticed him, and whispered in Wukong's ear: "I know that it was not Satan who defeated Shalu, but you Wukong, and Satan's strength is not enough to even lift shoes for you!" ā€