Lord Muyang, you ...... Hello......" Kling stammered, his face filled with excitement, he never imagined that he would one day meet the legendary god of martial arts.

"Well, watch the game carefully, you can try to learn the breath sensing, this is the cultivation content of the temple."

A pair of eyes as bright as stars glanced at Klin, Mu Yang smiled slightly, and his eyes turned to the ring again.

Kling and the others are now relatively fledgling, but they are far from the point where they pay attention to him.

"Yes." Kling immediately straightened up and replied excitedly.

The god of martial arts is here to guide them, how could he miss such a good opportunity.

Klin's eyes widened, and he watched the movements of Sun Wukong and Lan Qi very seriously, even if his eyesight couldn't keep up, he desperately aimed at the ring, sensing according to his breath. But Klin's strength is indeed a little worse, except for a few blurry images, he can't see Sun Wukong's movements clearly.

Compared with Klin's difficulty, Tianjin Fan, Akilobe, and Le Ping's reactions were much easier, and they could vaguely sense Sun Wukong's movements, which opened a new door for their martial arts practice, as Mu Yang said, the induction of breath, which is only a practice in the temple.

"Daddy......" A soft body rushed directly towards Mu Yang, Mu Yang took her and hugged her in his arms, Amya raised her head and flashed a pair of sparkling eyes.

"Dad, why are you alone, where is Mom?"

Mu Yang smiled and hugged Amya and said, "Your mother and they are at your uncle's place, I haven't seen you for a long time, Amya has grown taller, who are you here with this time?" ”

"Hee-hee, brother, Lazili, Rabis, auntie...... Many, many people. Amya counted them one by one with her fingers, and Mu Yang listened with a smile on her face, in fact, he knew early on that Cypril and Nick were in the audience.

Holding Amya and looking towards the audience, Mu Yang saw Cypril and Nick in the crowd, and the few people standing not far from them were the Turtle Fairy, Bulma and Oolong, in the sky, there were several figures floating in the sky, Mu Qiu was holding Lazili, and a young man next to him was carrying Labis.

The boy was not tall, but he was physically strong, and it was none other than Broly.

You must know that even Lan Qi has come to participate in the martial arts meeting, as Lan Qi's follower, how could Broly not come.

Mu Yang nodded slightly towards Broly, a streamer flashed in Broly's eyes, his body moved, and a phantom flashed and appeared in front of Mu Yang, the whole process was silent, and the audience and staff at the scene did not notice it.

"Father." Broly saluted politely.

Mu Yang looked Broly up and down, a fist hit him in the chest, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "Broly, your performance outside has been very good over the years, and the combat power has reached 120,000!" In the future, I will participate in more battles of the Faun forces, and less follow Lan Qi to wander outside. ”

Broly smiled innocently, "Actually, Lanki is just more playful, I think these days are very interesting." ”

"Whatever you want, remember not to fall behind."

In addition to not being able to transform, Broly's current strength is second to none in the universe, as long as he doesn't neglect to exercise like Sun Gohan in the original book, and wastes his good qualifications, Muyang will not interfere in his daily life.

"Lord Muyang, who is this little brother?"

Tianjin Fan and Akilobe didn't know when Broly appeared, their eyes looked at Broly, and they suddenly felt a powerful coercion swept towards them, like a thousand heavy objects pressing down, even if they were far away, there were still crystalline sweat on their foreheads.

This is a master they could not have imagined.

Tianjin Fan and the others all had constricted pupils, revealing an unbelievable look.

Although Broly did not deliberately reveal the energy in his body, the violent aura that emanated invisibly was like a deep sea with hidden waves, which was really unbearable for Tianjin Rice.

"He's my adopted son, Broly, you don't have to worry about him."

"It turned out to be the adopted son of an adult...... It's just too strong. Tianjin Rice's face turned pale, intimidated by Broly's power, this young man looked a few years younger than himself, but his strength was terrifyingly strong.

Even the two people competing in the ring at this time may not be as strong as him!

For some reason, Tianjin Fan suddenly compared Sun Wukong, Lan Qi and Broly, and couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in his heart. It turned out that he was not the best among the young people, and there were many people who were stronger than him, but soon Tianjin Fan's face became resolute and regained confidence.

On the side, Leping looked at it a little distractedly, his feet trembled, he was already oppressed by the powerful momentum exuded by Broly, compared to them, he was really too far behind.

"This adopted son of Lord Muyang is about the same age as Sun Wukong, but his strength is far greater than that of us people, this is the result of the guidance of the masters."

Leping stared at his eyebrows, Teacher Firth once said that the god of martial arts is the best martial artist on the earth, if he can get his guidance...... He then shook his head and dismissed this unrealistic idea.

Mu Yang, the god of martial arts, rarely accepts disciples, and the only one recorded is only a female disciple, and that female disciple is now the god of the earth.

"I don't want to be able to become a disciple of Lord Muyang, as long as I can get the personal guidance of the gods, I may be able to surpass them." A strong desire suddenly arose in Leping's heart, and his next step was to climb the temple and get the guidance of the gods, so that he could have the possibility of going further.

Mu Yang saw the changes in the faces of several people in his eyes and nodded lightly.

"Oh, the game is coming to an end." Turning his gaze to the game, Mu Yang hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

Yachilobe, Tianjin Fan and others came back to their senses one after another.

In the ring, the battle between Sun Wukong and Lan Qi has come to an end, and in fact, Sun Wukong's current strength is not Lan Qi's opponent at all.

Maybe he was really instructed by Ji Nei, Lan Qi's strength was very measured, which could not only give Sun Wukong a certain amount of training, but also not really hurt him.

"Lan Qi, use my last move as a decisive blow!"

Sun Wukong stood in the potholed martial arts ring, a huge field with almost no complete stone slabs, and there were sinuous cracks everywhere.

Lan Qi's face was full of sneers, she stroked her golden hair, and her green eyes shone with a beautiful luster, "The old lady stands still and lets you fight, if you can hurt me a single hair, you win!" ”

"Don't look down on me."

Sun Wukong roared stubbornly, suddenly the soles of his feet were light, and his body quickly jumped to a height of dozens of meters, and suddenly, an extremely strong coercion emerged from Sun Wukong's body.

His hands were raised in the air, and then he was put together, ready to unleash his most powerful move.

In the audience, the turtle immortal put down his sunglasses and watched Sun Wukong's movements, and thought to himself: "Could it be that Wukong wants to release the turtle faction qigong?" However, with the energy nature of the Turtle School Qigong, I am afraid that it will not be able to hurt the other party. ”

In the next second, the turtle immortal saw Sun Wukong take a very solemn breath, his hands were gathered, the fingers of his hands were closed into a triangle, and the violent energy was compressed between the small palms.

"No, this is not Turtle School Qigong."

Looking carefully at Sun Wukong's movements, the turtle immortal's face showed disbelief, "That trick...... Could it be that Gohan taught him? ”/15_15648/