After Wang Chao's claws grabbed the slippery stones on the shore, he buried his head in the water and floated in the water for a while.

I'm so tired that I don't want to move.

If you look closely, you will find that the muscles on his back are twitching slightly, and the skin on his back is also tanned red after swimming wildly in the sea for so long.

The old man floated to the shore first, and said lightly: "Okay, pretend to be dead, come up." ”

"Gollum..."

Wang Chaomeng raised his head from the water, a large mouthful of seawater came out of his mouth, he stuck out his tongue, grabbed the stone with his tired and trembling hand, took a deep breath and climbed up, almost rolled around, lying on the ground panting wildly. didn't dare to delay, and after a little blood return, Wang Chao barely stood up again. Wet, Wang Chao took off his shirt and put it on his left shoulder, and a wisp of sea water slid over the obvious muscle outline of his trumpet body, full of masculine breath.

Wang Chao felt something, looked at the sea, and saw that the shark fin was going away.

"......" he thought for a moment, and the shark that rushed away with his palms folded slightly bowed.

Today, the shark taught him a lesson, and it didn't really hurt him at first - judging from the speed after that, the shark was definitely released in the first half of the water. Worthy of his respect.

"Click, click..." Wang Chao suddenly heard the sound of a few shutters.

He was a little surprised, and soon saw an animal man of unknown age walking not far away - it looked like some kind of fish head - with a camera hanging around his neck, hurriedly walked over, stretched out his hand as soon as he came, and said enthusiastically: "Hello, I am a reporter from Wudu Entertainment Daily, can you do a simple interview?" ”

Who is this fish-headed man? Wang Chao felt inexplicable and didn't want to pay attention to him, and the old man next to him had left silently.

"We've actually seen it before, on a passenger liner! Huh! Huh! Don't go! The reporter Pansao grabbed a voice recorder and chased Wang Chao, but Wang Chao's foot strength is not something that a rookie reporter like him can catch up, even if Wang Chao is tired now, but it is gradually getting farther away, the reporter Pansnail saw that he really couldn't keep up, so he simply took a few more photos of Wang Chao's back, he said to himself: "Looking young, the muscles are quite strong, no wonder he can swim faster than a shark!" This martial arts meeting was not in vain, and there are really some strange people..."

……

"Slow down..."

Wang Chao felt that the bulging muscles in his legs were sore with every step, and after chasing the old man on the streets and alleys of Papaya Island for a long time, he finally couldn't help but beg for mercy.

The old man slowed down a little and said, "Don't you still have half a fairy bean?" ”

"You said it lightly, I'm not in a hurry or hurt, how can I be willing to eat fairy beans." Most of the sea water on Wang Chao's body was dry, and his skin was full of salt grains like white powder, he felt slimy and uncomfortable, and asked, "Can I ask, what did you bring me to Papaya Island for?" ”

"It's nothing, I just think... You should need a 'starting point'. "The old man didn't stop," a starting point that officially announced that you had embarked on the road of martial arts. You, a child, have the potential to understand, but you lack the self-confidence that the strong and the bound will be strong. ”

Wang Chao followed him on the street, looked left and looked at the tropical style of Papaya Island, and when he heard the old man's words, he couldn't help but be silent, and his footsteps were also paused.

After following up again, Wang Chao asked, "So you brought me here to..."

"I don't have confidence because you haven't seen much yet. You kid has a lot of strength, but how many people have you touched with someone with similar strength? How many times have you fought again? You run around every day, but the results of a few months of running are as big as the results of being chased by sharks once today? I want you to come over today, just to let you beat a few more people, and fight a few times in the ring seriously, in my heart... It's time to have some bottom. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he arrived at the place where Wang Chao was going.

Wang Chao's soul seemed to be out of the body only then returned, and only then did he hear the noisy and lively environment around him, he looked up suddenly, and saw a few big words written on the stone high gate plaque: The No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the World!

Sure enough, I'm here.

But the purpose of coming here seems to be different from what Wang Chao thought... He thought that the old man was taking him to see other people's martial arts competitions, but he didn't expect the old man to lead him straight to the registration office.

"Enter." The old man said to the fat monk behind the desk at the registration office.

"You... Age, right? The fat monk kindly reminded, "There are quite a few masters who have come to participate in the competition this time, and even the famous King Choppa has also signed up..."

King Choppa? Wang Chao thought about it vigorously and remembered: Isn't it the black man who has a lot of bells and whistles and palm shadows, but has been blown up twice by Little Wukong and Big Wukong?

The old man said, "It's not me, it's him who wants to participate." ”

He pointed down at Wang Chao.

The fat monk sat up from the chair, stretched his neck forward, and said in surprise: "Old man, you're not joking, are you?" ”

"yes, old man, you're not kidding, are you?" Wang Chao also felt that this old man was very funny, he had seen a guy who crossed the Dragon Ball, he hadn't practiced martial arts yet, so he came to participate in the world's first martial arts meeting, isn't this here to deliver food, "My little arms and legs, it's impossible to win the championship, right?" ”

Hey, this little doll is really not small... When the fat monk heard Wang Chao's words, he muttered in his heart.

"It's impossible," the old man nodded directly in acknowledgement, looked down at Wang Chao, and asked, "If you can't win the championship, won't you participate?" ”

Wang Chao felt that what he said was reasonable, or unreasonable, but whether it made sense or not, Wang Chao opened his mouth and couldn't speak... In the end, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, nodded in response: "Okay, participate in it!" Aren't you embarrassed to go on stage, fight! ”

"Ho ho ho ... There are such young descendants to participate, it seems that this martial arts meeting did not come in vain. ”

The fat monk was registering Wang Chao for the competition, but the three of them heard an old but neutral laugh next to them. The old man seemed to have noticed the man's approach, but he was not willing to turn his head to look at the voice; When the fat monk heard this, he put down his pen and smiled politely: "Why did you come out?" I thought the host was accompanying you..."

"It's not interesting to talk to that old monk, he doesn't even have a decent magazine, and he still lives so old!" The person said with a smile.

Wang Chao's eyes widened.

I saw a shiny brain, wearing a pair of black sunglasses with red borders, a thick white flower beard covering the lower half of his face, wearing a very casual and trendy flower shirt, loose beach pants, revealing a pair of old hairy legs are very thin, the back is also naturally loose and loose with his knees, and he stepped on a pair of very casual flip-flops...

If Wang Chao couldn't recognize this old thing, he would still pull out his eyes, look up to the sky and shout three times, "Lao Tzu is not worthy of calling himself a Dragon Ball fan" and then kill himself!

Not to mention, the white-bearded bald old man still holds a wooden staff with a round head and a thin body in his hand, and an old turtle that keeps sticking out its tongue is lying at his feet.

Turtle Immortals!

This is in addition to being a turtle immortal! Who else could it be!!

Wang Chao pursed his lips, staring at the turtle immortal, and wondered in his heart: How could this old man appear here? This year... Sun Wukong hasn't landed yet, right?

"Oh?" The turtle immortal's sunglasses slid over the white light, and he touched the white beard that was full of chin, "Look, little brother, do you recognize me?" ”