Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Like It Much, I'm Not Lying This Time
That's it
After Wang Chao came to the Dragon Ball World, he participated in the first competition of the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting, and it didn't last long.
Confront the opponent in a circle, separate after a feint, and continue to maneuver, relying on sharp eyes, or relying on your own intuition, to catch the opponent's flaws, and hit with one blow.
Don't say it, this kind of fair competition, competing on the same stage, of course, the most important thing is that I relied on my own reaction and strength to defeat the opponent, this feeling is very cool.
Wang Chao fought in Nandu before,
with the hooligan ruffians of Animal Man Street, he is unilaterally beating each other; Back with Bruna, he was almost powerless to fight back, but fortunately he was able to escape when he met Bulma to save the scene, otherwise he would have been tied to the base of the Red Ribbon Legion to mine, be a big soldier, or become a prisoner, or serve as an experimental material for evil scientists.
"Perhaps, I'm actually a combat genius."
When Wang Chao slipped this thought in his heart, he deliberately felt whether there was any change in his eyes, and noticed that the power of his fiery eyes had not disappeared. This shows that the eyes also approve of him, although there are one or two thoughts in his heart, but in fact, his mentality has not become proud and complacent, and he is still very stable.
After all, it's not how strong he is, it's that the opponent is too vegetable.
Before stepping down from the stage, Wang Chao turned around and rushed to the rookie who fell to the ground with his hands together and bowed at a small angle.
In the comics, I always see Sun Wukong and Sun Wutian when they go on stage to compete, they will do this salute, which feels quite cool and stylish. Wang Chao bowed with a cosplay mentality, and when he bent down, he felt that he had really stepped half of his foot on the road of martial arts. This is a sense of ritual, Wang Chao silently told himself in his heart.
Straightening his waist, Wang Chao's demeanor was relaxed, but his body was not easy to jump out of the ring.
The contestants gathered around the ring moved a little away. Such a big boy, but the muscled man in the prime of life was knocked down, it was obvious that he was quite powerful, and the players who came to participate in the competition were more or less eyesighted, so they couldn't help but look at Wang Chao twice.
"You're good."
A black brother wearing an earthy yellow cloth shirt and exposing half of his chest walked over barefoot and said this to Wang Chao. When he spoke, he smiled with a mixture of admiration and contempt on his lips.
Of course, Wang Chao only saw the corners of the other party's mouth curled, and the content of this smile may have been over-interpreted by him.
Others came over to praise themselves, Wang Chao always didn't like to ignore them, he said honestly: "It's actually quite wrong." I'm going to fight ten scum in one fight, and it's all up to my opponent to win. ”
After speaking, Wang Chao nodded and left.
He thought to himself, hoping that one day in the future, after beating Vegeta, he would say to him, "Actually, I'm quite a vegetarian, I may not be able to reach Frieza's level in this life, it's uncomfortable."
King Choopa was a little confused by Wang Chao, this kid can win because his opponent is too weak, but... What is the Ten Scum?
Wang Chao then rested and waited for the opponent in the next round, when the little boy led his father, who was still rubbing his belly, over and whispered, "You are so powerful, Wang Chao." ”
"That's it." Wang Chao remained modest, looked at the motor that was rubbing his stomach with pain and unwillingness, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”
"I'm fine." The motor spoke a little awkwardly, it should be quite embarrassing, he had been asking Wang Chao from a bird's-eye perspective if he wanted to join him in the professional fighting league, and in a blink of an eye, he himself had become Wang Chao's defeated subordinate. "But don't be complacent, it's just my carelessness that you can win. If I had been more mentally guarded, even if I was hit by you with the same punch, I wouldn't have lost my ability to move in a short time..."
Mada defended that he was telling the truth, although he was punched, but now he has relieved himself, but there is no way, the victory or loss in the ring is the final word, who told him not to slow down before the referee announced the victory.
Wang Chao nodded: "I know, I'm still quite weak, so I need to continue to practice and continue to work hard." ”
The motor was in a better mood and smiled: "Then you promise..."
"Don't get me wrong..."Wang Chao hurriedly stopped him, why doesn't this big brother know his own strength at all? looked at the little Mark at the foot of the motor, and the little Mark replied to Wang Chao with a very helpless look. Wang Chao opened his mouth, but still said righteously: "I think, since you think that your son has a talent for martial arts, it is better to find another master for him." ”
The motor immediately pulled down his face, he thought that Wang Chao was just lucky to win him once, and began to float.
Wang Chao didn't care about him, he wasn't familiar with him anyway, so he walked aside and waited for a while, and his next game began. This time, when Wang Chao jumped on stage, his mind was more relaxed, and his body muscles were stretched. If the first session was as if it was stepping into the college entrance examination room, it would be equivalent to participating in the 72nd interview at most, and there was no panic at all.
"Please advise." Wang Chao folded his palms and bowed, whether he could win the first two words, the ceremony was going to go all the way, and he drew a line with the fights on the street.
This time, the opponent was a fat monster, with a wild boar's head, fangs more than two feet long, and an extremely vicious face.
If you face an earthling with ordinary physical fitness, the boar man can knock the opponent out of the ring just by relying on this fat body.
"Game on!"
The great monk announced, then slipped off the stage, and watched the game on the stage on the edge, waiting for the decision to be made.
"Little doll, you're unlucky to run into me..."The boar man smiled.
As soon as he stood in the ring, he already occupied one-fifth of the space, so he didn't bother to think about any tactical methods, so he raised his foot and crashed into Wang Chao on the opposite side.
However, this boar man is no ordinary stupid pig. He was able to win the first round of elimination, and he still has a minimum IQ. When rushing towards Wang Chao, the wild boar man left a little strength, worried that Wang Chao would be shaken by his flexible body, and he was used to getting out of the ring by inertia. And as long as he is hit head-on, the boar man is confident that even if he leaves three or four points of strength, it is enough to eject this little doll into the ring.
But he didn't expect that Wang Chao didn't hide.
"When you encounter a problem, face it head-on." Wang Chao's eyes were glowing with gold, and in front of him was the rushing behemoth fat, he took a deep breath, "I've been backing down long enough, and I don't want to retreat anymore." ”
Smack, Wang Chao's seemingly immature palms were pressed on the knees of the wild boar man.
Sneering –
The strength of the wild boar man was really fierce, Wang Chao had already sunk his waist very hard, pressed the center of gravity of his body down, and leaned forward, but he was still pushed back by the wild boar man, and a pair of worn sneakers rubbed a harsh sound in the ring.
"The muscles are so sore..."Wang Chao was depressed, he felt that the eight-pack abdominal muscles were painful like eight pieces of steel sewn into the belly, and his arms and legs were the same, swollen and painful, and heavy and sluggish.
The boar man was even more surprised than him: "This boy has so much strength! ”
He pondered it for a while, and finally decided to use the strongest explosive power to knock Wang Chao out of the ring at the moment when he couldn't react.
"Originally, I wanted to resist first, find an opportunity to withdraw my strength, and let this pig's head fly out by itself..."Wang Chao tried his best to resist the brute force of the wild boar man, and his heart turned to the thought, "But in this case, once I withdraw my strength a little, maybe I will be directly sent flying... This time, it seems that I took it for granted..."
It was at this moment -
"Huh?"
Wang Chao's fiery eyes moved, and half of his body was against the fat thighs of the wild boar man, and at this time a strange premonition arose in his heart.
He felt that the pig's head was about to explode, and he was going to squeeze himself out in one go.
Wang Chao's eyes widened slightly.
The boar man decided to burst out with brute force and knock the kid out.
Wang Chao preemptively said "hey", and used the explosive power that was desperate when he was chased by the shark, and instantly pushed the huge wild boar man back a few millimeters.
The wild boar man was stunned, and he was about to break out, but he was pushed violently by Wang Chao, and he also rebounded with more strength to return the favor.
But the power of his explosion was empty, and the wild boar man knew that it was not good, but he couldn't press down his overweight body, and he fell into the ring and screamed loudly.
"Whew... Whew..."Wang Chao sat down and raised his fist tremblingly.
Nima, why are you so happy, it's not the champion of the world's No. 1 martial arts club! Wang Chao scolded himself in his heart for not being angry, as if he had never seen the world, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't stop, yes, he had never seen the world! This feeling of winning over your opponent on your own is really refreshing.
"Without that push, the pig wouldn't have fallen." King Choppa in the audience glanced at the fat pig with an angry face, and then put his eyes on the golden-eyed boy who was smirking on the stage, and he thought to himself: "Is it an unintentional move, or is it consciously predicted..."