【Salu Tournament Venue】

Not far from the outskirts of the northern capital, the construction of the Shalu Tournament has been completed.

At this time, Sharu was walking on the white rock cut floor tiles.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Shalu II nodded triumphantly, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"The next thing is the time to wait......"

With his hands on his chest, Shalu II lowered his head and began to close his eyes and recuperate, he wanted to adjust his mental state to the best for the battle in a week's time.

Sou! There was a soft thud.

Shalu II was a little surprised because an unexpected enemy appeared beside him, Shalu II opened his eyes, looked at Bick who was slowly walking and asked curiously.

"Vic? What are you here for? Although I don't know why your combat power has increased a lot again, you are still not my opponent. Or is it ...... Do you want to come to my side first and touch my bottom? ”

Bick looked at Shalu No. 2 silently, after he merged with the gods, his combat power did increase greatly, but after seeing Salu No. 2 again, he found that he still couldn't see through Shalu's strength.

"Yes, I did want to test how much strength you have, but ...... I think it's better to forget it, even if my current strength is estimated to be unable to test your strength and hole cards...... Sharu you are indeed strong, like a monster ......"

"Hey, hey, hahaha! Is this a compliment? ”

Shalu II was pleased with what Vic had to say about him.

"Perhaps, I have one more question for you."

"Oh? Listen, for the sake of my great pleasure today, I can answer your questions! ”

"I don't think you like killing that much, why do you have to destroy the earth, there is no peaceful solution?"

After listening to Vic's words, Shalu II couldn't help but laugh, and then shook his head and said slowly to Vic.

"Sorry...... Hahaha, I couldn't hold back. Well, you're right, I really don't like to kill, but I like to fight against the strong, maybe because of the influence of Saiyan blood, but I don't reject it! Therefore, there is no possibility of reconciliation between us, and in a week, either you will die or I will die......"

Shalu II's answer was similar to what Vic thought, and in Vic's opinion, it would be great if he could solve the problem without fighting, but now it seems impossible.

After Vic leaves, Sharu closes his eyes again.

Time is ticking day by day.

More and more human powerhouses are gathering at the venue of the Saru Contest to do their best to protect the planet.

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On the day of the Sharu Tournament.

Shalu 2 has been holding his hands on his chest for seven days, bowing his head and closing his eyes.

In the corners around the competition venue, there are 81 martial artists who do not belong to the Guixian Stream Gym, but are also the top martial artists on the earth, who have come here to protect the earth, intending to enter their last efforts.

And all the disciples of the Turtle Immortal Stream Daoist Pavilion were strictly forbidden to participate in this conference, after all, their combat effectiveness was too low to see at all, and there was no need to make indifferent sacrifices.

The main team has been decided to be Chen Rui, Wukong, Vic, Vegeta, Tenanx, Kling and Long Cheng, but they are not there yet.

Next to the martial artist are journalists and staff from the four metropolises, who will be tasked with broadcasting this important battle for the survival of the planet for all of the planet.

Shalu 2 didn't care about the influence of the outside world, and the person he was waiting for hadn't arrived yet. The rest is nothing more than an appetizer before a big meal.

"Hey! You're a monster who wants to destroy the earth! Today! Satan, the strongest wrestling champion on Earth, is going to kill you! Save the world! ”

A middle-aged uncle in a brown practice uniform, with an explosive head and a beard, sneaked up onto the competition venue, stretched out his right hand and pointed at Shalu No. 2 and said loudly.

Shalu 2 ignored Satan and maintained his original position, not even bothering to open his eyes, allowing Satan to blare over there alone.

"Hehe, are you too scared to move? It must be afraid of my satanic champion! Hahaha. Mere monsters, not at all my opponent of the Satan Champion, you must have been frightened by the prestige of my Satan Champion, ahahaha!! ”

Seeing that Salu II was not moving, Satan couldn't help but sneer proudly. Although Satan's words did not anger Salu II, everyone in the arena was scared half to death.

"Hey, hey, hey! Whoever is going to pull that fool down, it's too embarrassing for our martial artists! ”

"Damn! That guy is going to die! ”

"Who gave him the confidence!"

Satan could naturally hear the disdain of the martial artists below him, and he smiled confidently and took out a black capsule from his pocket.

Satan opened the black capsule, and with a soft sound, a puff of smoke passed, and 20 thick tiles appeared neatly stacked.

"Look! Guys, that's what a World Wrestling Champion is all about! Hah!! ”

Satan kicked hard, his whole body jumped high, and then his right hand slashed down in mid-air, accompanied by a strange scream.

Bang bang bang......

The 20 tiles broke one by one, and Satan slowly fell to the ground, assuming a posture that he thought was chic.

Then he stood up in a cold sweat, and by the way, he secretly put his red and swollen right hand behind his back, and put out a victorious scissor hand in his left hand, and laughed at the camera.

"Hmph...... See, the world's No. 1 wrestling champion Mr. Satan's strong strength! ”

No matter how embarrassed the powerful martial artists in the audience looked, the ignorant crowd in front of the TV felt that Satan's hand was a bit awesome.

After all, a thick brick that is 5 centimeters thick, and a full 20 pieces is crushed in one go, and ordinary humans really can't do it.

Satisfied with his display, Mr. Satan unfastened his championship belt, received the capsule, put on a white strip of cloth to tie his waist, and turned to Shalu II with a smug expression.

"Hey! You...... What's your name? Silly? Right! Silly, Mr. Satan I'm ready to warm up, now let's get started! ”

Satan said as he walked, and when he came to three meters opposite Shalu II, he assumed an offensive stance.

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Seeing that Shalu No. 2 did not respond, Mr. Satan couldn't help but think in his heart: This monster was really frightened by my Mr. Satan, and he didn't dare to say anything, nor did he dare to look directly at me Mr. Satan.

"Mr. Monster over there! If you're afraid, it's okay to admit defeat now! I, Mr. Satan, am by no means the kind of person who would shoot at the weak. ”

Satan kindly 'persuaded' Saru 2 that he couldn't attack the weak who didn't fight back, even if he was a monster, so Mr. Satan couldn't help it.

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