Everyone looked for a hotel to stay, got up early the next morning, and after breakfast, a group of people met to rush to the martial arts venue, where a large number of martial artists had gathered, very lively.

Soon, the host of the conference took the stage to give an opening speech, this is the 21st martial arts meeting, a total of 138 players participated, divided into four venues to match, each venue selected two players to advance, a total of eight players to enter the semi-finals.

Chu Ge looked around, don't look at the number of people, there are not many martial artists who really have combat effectiveness, and even the vast majority of people can't be called martial artists, at most they are considered martial artists, and only those who have reached the top eight are qualified to be called martial artists.

Sure enough, his guess was quickly verified.

Wukong was lucky, the first to play, his opponent was a strong man who was more than two meters tall and weighed more than five hundred pounds, looking like a gorilla, looking extremely scary.

Unexpectedly, Wukong sprinted, went around the man's back, and tapped his calf with his finger, and the strong man screamed in pain, pounced forward, and fell under the ring.

"What just happened?" Someone from the audience asked.

"This guy lost his balance and fell." A black contestant replied.

"What, I see, what a stupid guy." A martial arts practitioner echoed the words, they couldn't believe that the man had been beaten down by Wukong.

Chu Ge sneered secretly, a group of uninformed guys, thinking that they were still ordinary people, after the special training of the Turtle Immortal Stream, coupled with their special physique.

At this time, Wukong and Kulin have already surpassed the limits of ordinary people and really embarked on the road of martial arts, which is not something that you can imagine as martial arts practitioners who are still in the category of ordinary people.

In this martial arts conference, there are only a few people who can be called martial artists, the three masters and apprentices of the Turtle Immortal are counted as one, Yamucha and Nan Wu are counted as one, and the rest are all parallel goods.

"Great, that guy fell on his own, Goku, you're so lucky."

Goku jumped out of the ring, and Kulin said happily, with his eyesight, he couldn't see what was going on.

"No, it's not."

Wukong raised his finger and shook his head, vaguely aware that he seemed to have become very powerful now.

"What's not?" Kulin asked, confused.

Wukong looked at Chu Ge, saw him smile and nodded, understood that the senior brother saw it, and said to Kulin seriously:

"Kulin, don't go all out unless you meet a strong guy."

Kulin still didn't know what was going on, and was about to continue to refute, when two monks, one tall and one fat, dressed in yellow monk's robes, walked over proudly, and the fat monk sneered with a smile on his face:

"Isn't this Kulin, it's Kulin."

Kulin's face changed drastically, he looked at the two of them with fear, trembled with fright, lowered his head and said:

"Senior brother."

"It's been a long time, Kulin, I haven't seen you since you left the Shaolin Temple crying."

The tall monk said with a mocking face, lowered his head and looked at Wukong, a color of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and then turned his gaze to Chu Ge, seeing that he was not very old, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and did not take it to heart.

"Then why are you in this place?"

The fat monk then asked, and the tall monk stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pat Kulin's head, and at this moment, Chu Ge, who had been standing on the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's palm, and said at the same time:

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are, Kulin is now my junior brother, please be respectful of the two of you, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind."

The three of them were stunned for a moment, Kulin raised his head and stared at Chu Ge, realizing for the first time what the words senior brother meant. The tall monk looked at him unkindly, and said coldly:

"Who are you, do you know who we are, we are monks of Shaolin Temple, let go of your hand, otherwise you will be knocked to the ground by me before you take the stage."

"yes, you can try."

Chu Ge's face was calm, it was a joke, not to mention himself, just with the current Kulin, he could abuse him half to death, and he dared to make a big deal of nonsense here, he really thought that he was invincible in the world.

Of course, he also has a purpose in making a move, which is to redeem Kulin's favor, brush up a wave of camp values, and also show it to the turtle immortals, so that he can see that he is defending his junior brother, and maybe he will be merciful in the later battle.

The tall monk secretly exerted his strength, preparing to use a grappling technique to restrain Chu Ge in turn, but unexpectedly, his palm was like a steel tong, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out his hand.

Chu Ge worked quietly and hard, pinching the other party's face drastically, from white to red and then to blue, his teeth were clenched, and all the strength to eat milk was used, but he couldn't break free.

"Get out of here, don't let me see you again."

Chu Ge suddenly let go of his hand, and secretly used a wave of skill, which shocked the other party to retreat again and again, and sat on the ground with his ass.

"Are you alright, what are you doing, boy?"

The fat monk ran up to help his companion, turned his head and asked Chu Ge, the tall monk finally had some eyesight, saw that something was wrong, glanced at Chu Ge with fear, and hurriedly pulled his companion away.

"Senior brother, thank you."

Ku Lin thanked him excitedly, Chu Ge waved his hand, putting aside the relationship between brushing the camp value, as a senior brother of Guixianliu, he had the obligation to protect his junior brother from being bullied.

Not far away, a turtle immortal dressed as Jackie Chan witnessed the conflict between the two sides throughout the whole process, nodded slightly, and said to himself:

"Yes, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, do things in a measured way, and handle it properly. What's even more commendable is that I finally feel relieved to stand up for the dignity of my classmates and protect my junior and younger brothers from being bullied. ”

Not to mention this wave of episodes, it was Chu Ge's turn to play soon, and it was no coincidence that his opponent was the fat monk just now.

"You guy, what did you do to my junior brother just now, I'm here to get justice for him."

The fat monk put on a posture and said confidently, Chu Ge shook his head, stood still, put his hands behind his back, raised one foot and said:

"One foot is enough to deal with a straw bag like you, don't say that I bully you, as long as you let me leave the place for half a step, you win."

"What?"

The fat monk is very popular, as a senior disciple of Shaolin Temple, he has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, and he will be respected wherever he goes, but now he is actually looked down upon like this, and his lungs are going to explode.

The onlookers in the audience talked a lot, feeling that Chu Ge was too big, no matter how powerful a martial artist was, he couldn't just use his feet to face the enemy, and put forward such harsh conditions.

"Senior brother is so handsome, I adore you so much."

Kulin shouted below, Wukong also cheered, not far away, the turtle immortal couldn't cry or laugh, this guy is too ostentatious, but it is also to help Kulin get angry, which is understandable.

"Boy, let you see, our Shaolin King Kong Fuhu Fist."

The fat monk was very angry, put on a posture, stepped on a fierce step, quickly approached Chu Ge, concentrated his fists with strength, like a hungry tiger pounced, and slammed into his face.

Suddenly, a black shadow bounced out of thin air, hitting the door of the fat monk, a large living person of more than 200 catties, like a cannonball, booming through the wall, flying more than ten meters away, hitting the outer wall of the venue, like a painting falling to the ground.

The audience was silent, and many contestants stared wide-eyed, opened their mouths, and stayed in place.

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