As time ticks by, the martial arts will continue, and after the semi-finals are decided, the semi-finals will be next.

The players on the field are Leping and Sun Wukong.

With a vertical leap, Leping stepped into the ring of the martial arts club, and his light and freehand movements immediately attracted the applause of the audience.

Le Ping smiled and said confidently: "Sun Wukong, I will definitely defeat you this time." ”

"Do you know that kid on stage?" Lan Qi squinted, leaning against the corner with her hands folded.

"Well, I met it last time when I was looking for Dragon Balls with Bulma, and he was a very powerful master." Sun Wukong moved his hands and feet, and he was also ready to walk on the martial arts platform.

Lan Qi pouted, "The strength is so-so, but it looks very arrogant, wait a good lesson for him." ”

"Leping is strong, but I'll win." Laughing confidently, Sun Wukong flashed into the ring.

At this time, the host of the martial arts club came up with a microphone and gave a brief introduction to the players on both sides, and the host finished the opening remarks, and the game officially began.

Suddenly, the whole venue fell silent.

All the spectators watched attentively, and high-definition screens were prepared around the ring, and some spectators who knew about the previous competitions looked directly at the pictures on the big screen.

Of course, masters like the Turtle Immortals prefer to watch the real scene rather than the camera.

"Sun Wukong, I haven't dared to slack off for a moment in the past year, in order to defeat you here in a dignified manner." Leping had a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if paving the way for the upcoming victory.

"Whether you can beat me or not, you won't know until after the game." Sun Wukong said confidently.

"Humph!" Le Ping snorted coldly, and his whole body focused on Sun Wukong's body.

In the martial arts ring, Sun Wukong and Leping both held their breath, Sun Wukong stepped back and forth with his feet, his body floated slightly, and he made an attacking action, and Leping took out all his strength at the beginning when facing Sun Wukong.

"Let's take it!"

Leping took the lead in attacking, only to see his whole body leaning forward, his fingers hooked and placed on his chest, like a wild wolf in the desert, suddenly impacting. Suddenly, the phantom flickered, appearing in front of Sun Wukong as fast as the wind, his hands raised, and he smashed down towards Sun Wukong quickly.

"Wolf Tooth Wind Fist!!"

Countless fist shadows flashed, and the sharp fist wind cut through the air like a blade, resounding and shaking.

In the face of Leping's blatant attack, Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, and he secretly recited the "Afterimage Fist", and his body continued to shake. Afterimages and fist shadows kept appearing, Leping didn't expect Sun Wukong's speed to be so fast, and the previous attack had lost its original ferocity.

Hooking the corners of his mouth and smiling, Leping also noticed this, kicked the ground with one foot, and with a slight touch, his body slid back dozens of meters, and then immediately changed his attack method.

"the bomb!"

A dark red ball of energy appeared in his hand, and then with the control of his fingers, it continued to attack Sun Wukong.

"Hey!" Sun Wukong grinned, and suddenly made a jump, and his body appeared in the air seven or eight meters high. At this time, the qi bomb also appeared in a ninety-degree turn and impacted, Sun Wukong shouted, and the blue qigong wave hit back.

Rumble! The two qigong waves collided in mid-air, and immediately radiated brilliant light and violent energy.

"Hey, that guy named Leping is really powerful, my eyes are almost dazzling." Klin's strength is far behind Sun Wukong and Leping, and his eyesight is gradually unable to keep up with the battle in the ring, "Kiki, how are they doing now?" ”

Kiki's moon-bright eyes stared at the game, constantly turning with the figures of both sides of the battle.

"Senior Brother Wukong has the upper hand and has a great advantage."

"Kiki is right, the strength of the person named Leping is okay, but his breath has begun to be a little chaotic, in comparison, Wukong's performance is quite normal." With a smug smile, Lan Qi laughed: "As my little brother, it's not easy to win a game?" ”

"How big is the gap between them?" Kling rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, because the combat power was only 110, and he couldn't see the gap between the two sides with his naked eyes.

"Of course, Wukong's qi is much stronger than the other party, how can this kind of game not be won."

Lan Qi narrowed her eyes and said with an affirmative expression. Of course, Sun Wukong's strength is already very strong among the earthlings, and his 300 combat power is stronger than that of the old gods of the temple, but in her eyes, it is still not enough.

When Kling heard this, he just rolled his eyes speechlessly.

This woman named Lan Qi, although her kung fu seems to be very high, why does she look like a crazy woman? He still prefers to believe Kiki.

The match continued, and after about fifteen minutes, Leping's face began to turn pale and his breathing became rapid.

Although as long as there is no winner or loser in martial arts competitions, it is generally difficult to determine the outcome, but like the current situation, there is no suspense for Sun Wukong to win.

In the next attack, Leping mustered all his strength and showed the most powerful moves, but Sun Wukong had already prepared, only to see his body suddenly dive forward, and after receiving the opponent's attack, he immediately pinched his fist with five fingers, and a punch blasted out, and the violent power suddenly hit out from the tip of the fist and fell on Leping's body.

Rumble! Leping's face showed a look of horror, and his body involuntarily flew upside down.

"Leping, you lost."

Sun Wukong's figure appeared in front of Leping out of thin air, flew at the same speed against him, and then turned over and kicked down.

Leping's body suddenly fell diagonally to the outside of the court.

Monkey King wins!

"I actually lost again."

Leping collapsed in a dirt pit, looking a little incredulous.

After a moment of silence, Leping stood up without saying a word.

"Young Master Leping." Poole flew in from the sidelines.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Le Ping took a deep breath and said to Sun Wukong: "It seems that my cultivation is still not enough, Sun Wukong, you are an opponent worth chasing, and one day I will personally defeat you." ”

"I'll wait for you." Sun Wukong nodded seriously.

At this time, the blonde host in a black suit ran over with a microphone and loudly announced the results of the competition to the audience:

"In the first game of the semifinals, congratulations to Sun Wukong for his victory and promotion to the finals."

With the announcement of the host, there was a burst of lively cheers in the venue, which were not only for Sun Wukong, but also for Leping. To be reasonable, the eyesight of the audience present can't keep up with the battle in the ring, for them, Sun Wukong and Leping are rare masters.

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"Win!" Bulma jumped up and cheered happily.

"Hehe, don't look at whose disciple it is, Wukong, this kid, is really good."

In the audience, the turtle immortal was wearing sunglasses, his face was full of pride, although he had few disciples of the turtle immortal, but at least two disciples won the ranking, and one disciple broke into the finals.

Bulma said: "Wukong has always been very powerful, whether it is good or not, it has nothing to do with you. ”

"It doesn't matter, that's what I taught."

The turtle immortal glared at Bulma, in fact, for Sun Wukong, the turtle immortal knew that he had nothing to guide him to, but the disciple was able to come out of the blue, which was the greatest comfort to him.