"Little Wukong, the top 16 has begun, tomorrow will be regarded as the start of the official battle, there are no weaklings in the top 16, everyone has real skills, be careful, senior brother doesn't want you to fall down before you enter the finals and compete for the championship with senior brother and me" Chu Ming and Xiao Wukong each held a bowl of basins about the size of a bathtub and were snoring and eating noodles, no way, the Saiyan's appetite is so big, without the support of huge energy, how can the Saiyans keep fighting? This is still Chu Ming and Xiao Wukong are not active, if the two of them have experienced a life and death battle, then they will eat a lot more than now, Bulma watched Chu Ming almost drink noodles and killed most of the noodles in the bowl in front of him, and couldn't help sighing, she knows Chu Ming's amount of food, but Bulma is rich, no matter how much Chu Ming eats, there is no problem, Bulma's family even raises dinosaurs and elephants as pets, dinosaurs eat much more than Chu Ming.

"Hehe, I know, senior brother, I will definitely enter the finals and fight against you, senior brother, before that, no one wants to beat me!" Little Wukong said confidently, and then "snorted" and drank half a basin of noodles.

"It's good to have confidence, senior brother looks forward to your real ability!" After Chu Ming finished speaking, he also "snorted" and killed all the noodles in his basin, and then picked up the bowl and drank the soup in the bowl, "Boss, another bowl!" Add more meat, and if you put me another piece of meat the size of a fingernail and the thickness of a piece of paper, I'll smash your shop! Chu Ming said to the owner of the hotel, "I want it too!" Little Wukong also hurriedly shouted, and after a while, the two bathtubs were brought to Chu Ming and Xiao Wukong again, full of a thick layer of beef, Chu Ming and Little Wukong picked up a bowl by themselves, and then continued to fight.

"I finally know why I can't beat Little Wukong" Kling looked at Chu Ming and Little Wukong's eating posture, and then looked at the normal-sized rice bowl in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh a little, could it be said that in the time and space of Dragon Ball, the strength of an individual is directly proportional to the amount of rice?

After eating dinner, Chu Ming moved a little, digested all the food in his stomach, and then went back to sleep with Bulma, "Oh, don't make trouble, tomorrow is the top 16 match, I have to recuperate" Chu Ming pushed Bulma away and said.

"Cut"

Early the next morning, Chu Ming put on his Guixian Liuwu uniform, took Bulma, and came to the scene of the world's first martial arts meeting, for the draw of the top 16, Chu Ming did not make any interference, therefore, as long as Chu Ming met Xiao Wukong, it would be an earth-shattering battle between the two, who can defeat the other party, then basically who is the overall champion of this conference, except for Xiao Wukong, no one here will be Chu Ming's opponent, and fourteen people can't go together.

"The draw ceremony for the top 16 starts now, Klin vs. Jackie Chan, Sun Wukong vs. Chai Bawang, Tianjin Fan vs. Ji Lang, Chu Ming vs. Lan Fang" The draw ceremony for the top 16 officially began, Xiao Wukong and Chu Ming were perfectly staggered, according to the grouping of the two people, I am afraid that the two will be able to meet in the finals, Chu Ming didn't expect that his opponent turned out to be the beautiful Lan Fang, Chu Ming glanced at Lan Fang, okay, the figure is on point, Lan Fang's face bag is also very good, curly hair, and a beauty mole at the corner of the mouth, are all adding points to Lan Fang's appearance, probably noticing Chu Ming's eyes, Lan Fang actually glanced back at Chu Ming, and then threw Chu Ming a wink, and also aimed at Chu Ming and sent a flying kiss.

"Ahh This, this, this is simply too much, fighting with such an opponent must be very exciting, I have been hoping to fight with such an opponent all my life! "The old man of the turtle immortal pretending to be Jackie Chan, watching Lan Fang flow out of the ground, Chu Ming was speechless for a moment, you said that you pretended to be Jackie Chan and are also a little dedicated, it is good to look at the beauty exactly the same as the turtle immortal, that is, Xiao Wukong's IQ is only fifty, you can't find this, otherwise who can't see that you are a turtle immortal?

"Chu Ming, I'll give her a good beating later! It's too much, I'm still here, she dares to throw flattering eyes and send flying kisses, I'm angry! Bulma yelled at Chu Ming, Lan Fang's behavior made Hou Bulma very, very dissatisfied, she hurriedly swore her sovereignty over Chu Ming, not only Bulma, but even Lan Qi, who was following Chu Ming, frowned, although Lan Qi has a quiet personality, and Chu Ming secretly had an affair behind Bulma's back, which is a helpless thing, but this does not mean that Lan Qi doesn't care about the relationship with Chu Ming, and is willing to share Chu Ming with other women, Lan Qi has not been generous to this extent.

"Okay, I know, I must beat her and she can't take care of herself," Chu Ming comforted Bulma, and at the same time gave Lan Qi a slightly calm look.

"Next, please go backstage to prepare, and the first game will start in ten minutes, Klin will face Jackie Chan" The host announced, Chu Ming could only be separated from Bulma, and then went to the lounge with the players, saying that it was the lounge, but it was actually a place to check, to see if the players were taking any forbidden drugs, and whether they were carrying any weapons, for this kind of body search, Chu Ming said that it was best to let a soft girl come, and was touched by a dog, Chu Ming always couldn't help but want to knock the dog to the ground with a punch.

Finally, the game began, Klin vs. Jackie Chan, the big battle between the master and the disciple, Chu Ming found a good viewing angle, and took out a chair to sit down and watch, "Boy, get out of here, this place belongs to your Uncle Geelong!" At this time, the big winged dragon Ji Lang walked to Chu Ming's side with his heavy steps, and said arrogantly to Chu Ming, which meant that Chu Ming would give up this place to watch the game to himself, "Get out!" After Chu Ming glanced at Ji Lang, he said directly, for this kind of guy who basically only relies on the flesh and does not have any qi, Chu Ming is not even interested in making a move.

"Wow! What did you say! Look for death! Uncle Geelong will let you know what it means to know now! Ji Lang was still shouting, Chu Ming was a few meters away, and punched directly, the fist did not hit Ji Lang's body, but the fist hit the wind, Ji Lang was directly knocked out of more than ten meters away, hit the wall hard, and there was no movement after the wall was broken, the top 16 players all looked at Chu Ming with a look at the monster, it was not easy to punch Ji Lang, and Chu Ming hit Ji Lang with a punch, and knocked Ji Lang unconscious with a punch, This is not something that ordinary people can do, at least 14 out of 16 people can't do it.

"Please don't have a conflict during the waiting period, warn Chu Ming players once, and if there is a next time, directly cancel Chu Ming's competition qualifications" At this time, several referees and ambulance personnel hurriedly rushed over, dug out the unconscious Ji Long from the wall, and warned Chu Ming, "I know" Chu Ming replied without pain, Chu Ming participated in the world's first martial arts conference, just to have a happy fight with Little Wukong, as long as he can fight with Little Wukong, It makes no difference to Chu Ming whether he participates or not, and that little bonus is not enough for Chu Ming to wipe his buttocks.

Tianjin Fan looked at Chu Ming's forehead with a trace of cold sweat, Chu Ming was a little too strong for him, and the same was true for King Chaiba, as for the beautiful Lan Fang, she had already begun to think about whether she should lie down and climb on Chu Ming's thigh, as for fighting Chu Ming, ha! A fool would really think about this matter, Lan Fang didn't want to die, she really didn't want to die.

"Senior brother is so powerful! Such an opponent is enjoyable! Little Wukong looked at Chu Ming's face with excitement, the Saiyan blood in Little Wukong's body was boiling, and he was also eager to fight, when he was on Turtle Island, Little Wukong could already defeat the Turtle Immortal, and now Little Wukong is eager to fight with an existence that is more powerful than the Turtle Immortal, fight, fight to the death, this is the life that Saiyans should have.

"The Geelong player is in a deep coma and has been determined to be unable to continue to compete, and the Tianjin rice player will directly enter the quarterfinals" At this time, the referee came over and said an exciting good news to Tianjin Rice, but Tianjin Rice did not show any happy expression, because Chu Ming was too powerful, like a mountain pressing on Tianjin Rice's body, making Tianjin Rice breathless, if he couldn't defeat Chu Ming, then what if he entered the final with Chu Ming?

"It's started" Chu Ming muttered, and Little Wukong hurriedly came to Chu Ming's side to watch, only to see that Kling and the Turtle Immortal had already set up a posture, just waiting for the supporters to shout 'start'!