The corners of Li Ming's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile, and the shadow clone also showed different expressions, approaching Cheng Long in all directions.

Cheng Long shook it violently and threw the shadow clone in his hand out, and the shadow clone was suddenly smashed into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

"Sure enough, it's some kind of trick, but it's hard to tell the truth from the fake! There is actually an entity when it is touched. A cold sweat broke out on Cheng Long's forehead, and he looked at the fifteen "Li Ming" solemnly, and slowly approached him.

Li Ming didn't want to give Cheng Long too much opportunity to observe, his heart moved, and suddenly, the fourteen shadow clones coordinated with himself and suddenly pounced on Cheng Long.

Cheng Long's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't distinguish the true from the fake, so he could only take it all as true, his spirit was extremely condensed, and his fists flew over.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

One by one, the shadow clones were suddenly bombarded into smoke by Cheng Long, who was as fast as lightning, and dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, the twelve shadow clones dissipated under Cheng Long's unreserved iron fist.

Bursts of smoke also blocked Cheng Long's vision.

Cheng Long threw twelve punches with all his strength, and he was also slightly panting, and his body was slightly frozen for a moment.

But at this point, under the insight of Li Ming's two-hook jade writing wheel, he instantly captured the opportunity.

"It's now...... Li Ming's eyes lit up, and he sealed it with one hand.

"Stand-in!"

"Bang!" Suddenly, the shadow clone close to Cheng Long's left and Li Ming's body suddenly exchanged places.

Cheng Long's heart suddenly struck, and he subconsciously hit to the left.

Li Ming used his strength to stick to Cheng Long's fist, and then slapped Cheng Long's back with a palm.

"Bang ......" a muffled sound.

Cheng Long's center of gravity was unbalanced, and under Li Ming's strong palm, his body suddenly flew out of the ring.

"Boom!"

The sand between the ring and the audience stirred up a puff of dust.

"Cheng Long is out, the winner, Li Ming!" Brother Sunglasses host, announced loudly.

"That's amazing!"

"It's so exciting!"

"Is this also martial arts!" The audience was happily discussing.

Little Wukong rubbed his eyes, looked at Cheng Long who was rubbing his head regretfully, and sighed: "Old Man Cheng Long actually lost!" ”

"However, it's normal to meet Brother Li Ming!"

"Brother Li Ming is really getting stronger and stronger, I'm looking forward to fighting with Brother Li Ming!"

"This guy has a lot of weird abilities! It's not easy! Tianjin Fan's face was grim, his three eyes looked at Li Ming, and he clenched his fists and snorted coldly: "However, the honor of the champion of the competition only belongs to the Hexian faction!" ”

"The bells and whistles, no matter how absolute the strength is, are nothing!"

Cheng Long patted the sand on his clothes and stood up, looked at Li Ming who gave him up with some astonishment, and said helplessly: "Congratulations, sure enough, the current martial arts world is the world of young people!" Old, old! ”

"Old man Cheng Long is also old and strong, I just won by luck!" Li Ming said with a smile. Nine cakes in Chinese

Cheng Long shook his hand, then took a brisk step and left with his hands behind his back.

"With Li Ming here, even if this kid Wukong can win, it is impossible to win easily, naturally it will not breed pride and complacency, my goal has been achieved, just hand it over to Li Ming!" Cheng Long glanced at Li Ming, whispered in his heart, sneaked into the crowd at any time, and quickly disappeared.

"In the next game, the Monkey King will be sent by the Turtle Immortal to fight against the Tianjin Rice sent by the Crane Immortal!" The host of Brother Sunglasses announced loudly, and then quickly left the ring.

"Goku, come on!" Li Ming said to Sun Wukong.

"Hmmm! I won't lose! Little Wukong clenched his fists and ran to the ring in high spirits.

Below, Yamucha, Oolong, Bulma and others cheered for Sun Wukong loudly.

Tianjin Fan stepped forward, walked into the ring and looked at Sun Wukong, and the two quickly set up a position.

"Game on!"

The referee announced.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong drank Tianjin rice and fought fiercely, and the two of them were fast and fist-to-flesh.

Dongdong Bo and Turtle School Qigong shot at each other, and for a time they were indistinguishable and incomprehensible.

Li Ming observed for a while, and couldn't help but shake his head under the insight of the two hook jade writing wheels, obviously Sun Wukong was obviously at a disadvantage, if there was no outbreak of the small universe, holding down this trend, it was only a matter of time before Sun Wukong lost to Tianjin.

Li Ming thought slightly, and suddenly became a little clear, obviously because Li Ming controlled the Red Silk Army and killed the key figure of Tao Baibai at the same time, the Red Silk Army did not have a dispute with Sun Wukong because of Dragon Ball.

The Red Silk Army was also preserved and was not destroyed by Sun Wukong, but compared with the original play, Sun Wukong also lacked a hard experience, and his strength improved a little slower.

And the life trajectory of Tianjin rice has not been affected much by Li Ming's butterfly, and Sun Wukong is naturally inferior to Tianjin rice.

Sure enough, two hours later, Tianjin Rice's physical strength and superiority gradually manifested itself in the passage of time, Wukong did not break out in this kind of game without a life and death crisis, and finally due to physical exhaustion, his reaction was half a beat slower, and he was kicked out of the ring by Tianjin Rice.

"Ahh Goku actually lost! ”

"This three-eyed guy is so strong!" Yamucha's face was incredulous and a little bitter: "Now, it's a shame for Teacher Wutian!" ”

"It's okay, don't be arrogant when you win, don't be discouraged when you lose, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as you know that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and the martial arts spirit of never giving up, this martial arts conference will be full of harvest!" The voice of the turtle immortal appeared beside Yamucha.

"Teacher Wutian!" Yamucha turned his head and looked at the turtle immortal and shouted excitedly.

"Alright, let's go help Goku!" The turtle immortal said with a smile on his face.

"Okay!"

Yamucha, Oolong and others hurriedly went to help up the Monkey King who was physically exhausted.

The crane immortal's eyes showed smugness, and he looked at the turtle immortal.

The turtle immortal wore sunglasses, looked at the crane immortal, frowned slightly, and muttered, "Let this old boy be proud!" ”

"It seems that I can only look forward to Li Ming, the game he can win, if Tianjin Fan wins, this old boy's tail will not rise to the sky!"

A moment later.

Brother Sunglasses walked to the ring, his face was full of excitement, and he shouted with the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, after a fierce cockpuck, our champion is about to be born, so who will spend 10 billion yen in the end, please wait and see!" ”

"Next, in the championship battle, there are martial artists Li Ming and Tianjin rice players invited to climb the ring!"

As a martial artist who cultivates his physique, Tianjin Rice, his physical strength recovery is also extremely fast, and in a moment, the physical energy consumed by the competition with Sun Wukong has recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, he glanced at Li Ming calmly, and then stepped into the ring.

"Brother Li Ming, come on!" The somewhat weak Monkey King, lying in the audience, shouted loudly.

Li Ming nodded with a smile, and then jumped into the ring and looked at Tianjin rice with his hands on his chest.

Tianjin Fan also looked at Li Ming, and the eyes of the two seemed to be intertwined with a bolt of lightning, full of fighting intent.