It was raining lightly, and the sky of the city seemed to be gloomy, but because it was in the tropics, the temperature was not low, Cheng Fan wore a pair of sunglasses, a cigarette in his mouth, held a small foreign flower umbrella, wagged his tail, and hummed an inexplicable weird tune, walking on the street one by one.

The return rate of his appearance is extremely high, almost every pedestrian passing by will look back at this goods curiously, and some naughty children will chase him and imitate his movements, but Cheng Fan ignores himself.

Hmph, a bunch of stupid earthlings!

Nearly half a year has passed, and the opening of the world's first martial arts meeting was held as scheduled. The venue is on an island, which is the city where Cheng Fan is now.

Because of the world's first martial arts festival, there are more tourists on the island than usual at this time, ordinary humans, dog people, cat people, pig people, and crocodile people...... There are all kinds of species, and it looks less like a city and more like a zoo.

Monsters like Cheng Fan can walk on the street in a grand manner. If it were a normal earth, this thing would have been arrested by the police, and walking here, no one paid attention to him at all, everyone thought it was very normal.

This is a Godzilla!

When can a Godzilla be so blatantly wandering the streets? Although it has changed a little, the appearance is a little weird, and it looks a little more harmless to humans and animals, but the danger level is even higher than that of ordinary Godzilla.

If you know the "great achievements" of this product in the past, it is estimated that the people of the whole earth will have to emigrate!

The past is unbearable, and the romance is still looking at the present, and the beast is really lonely as snow.

Cheng Fan shook his head, sighed in his heart, and swaggered to the registration location of the world's first martial arts club.

This registration point is really shabby, a parasol, a table, two fat and thin people who look like Ah San are clerks, and the above things constitute the registration point of the entire martial arts conference.

The thin man was holding a loudspeaker, and he kept shouting that the registration was about to close, and those who didn't sign up hurry up, like those merchants who often saw fire sales on the street in a certain country, and the fat man was sitting at the table, with some forms in front of him, yawning boringly, and a pair of "Has anyone signed up?" If not, Lao Tzu will fall asleep".

It is completely inconsistent with the grade (bi ge) of the "first in the world" in the name of the world's first martial arts association!

Speaking of which, although the world's No. 1 martial arts club now has the words "No. 1 in the world" in its name, its name is far less resounding than in the future, and as a prize for the champion, it is only a pitiful 500,000, which is the first in the world! Not to mention the parallel champions of some sessions, Sun Wukong, Guixian and Tianjin rice were real, and they were well-deserved to be the first in the world at that time!

To put it simply, the circle hasn't really caught on yet. It can be popular in the future because of Satan, and the whole earth regards Satan as a hero, thinking that it is he who saves the whole earth and pursues him, so that the world's first martial arts will be popular.

The people of this earth are also wonderful, Cheng Fan has never figured it out, it is clear that he can develop such a prosperous civilization (the civilization level of the Dragon Ball Earth is much higher than the earth that Cheng Fan met before), but he would rather believe that Satan will save the world than believe that people can fly.

If you know that martial arts are practiced to the depths, one by one can fly into the sky, and can be called a humanoid nuclear bomb, then what will happen to this planet? Will the earthlings still be the five scum?

"Klin's short bald head and the old man of the turtle immortal can both participate in the cosmic-level power conference, and the earthlings are really weak? With technology and martial arts, earthlings are going to heaven! Cheng Fan stood at the registration office and couldn't help but ponder, thinking about the feasibility and necessity of popularizing national martial arts for the people of the earth.

Just as he was deducing the plan, a slightly embarrassed male voice came from behind him: "That, have you registered your name?" If you're okay, please give up. ”

Who? How dare you disturb the beast's thinking?

"Yo, it's this guy!"

As soon as Cheng Fan turned around, he saw a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses, black cloth shoes, a white shirt and black pants.

Cheng Fan was suddenly happy in his heart, this person was the main reason why he came to participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting this time. To be precise, it is not this middle-aged, but the earth god who is housed in the middle-aged body at this time!

"How did you meet this?!" When Cheng Fan turned around, the god recognized Cheng Fan, and he was also surprised, he secretly observed that Cheng Fan summoned the Divine Dragon, this guy tossed the Divine Dragon twice in a row, and almost didn't collapse.

In the years of his life, the god had never encountered such a strange monster, and he did not allow his good wishes, and ran to chat with the dragon and ask questions.

The Heavenly God took two steps back again and again, making a look of being frightened by Cheng Fan, with an embarrassed smile on his face, "You continue, you continue!" ”

Cheng Fan snorted, and pretended not to know, but he was thinking about when he would catch the soul of the gods, and how to concoct and study it at that time.

This is the soul of the god of the earth, although he is only in charge of one planet, he is also a god in size, which is of great help to Cheng Fan to understand the system of gods in the Dragon Ball world. Moreover, this guy is not only a god, but also a Namek, who made the Earth Dragon Ball, and the value is even greater!

"When the time comes, ...... like this, ...... like this, we must squeeze out all his value, and as a god, we should dedicate more to benefit all sentient beings. Like when I played the role of the true god, I selflessly contributed my wisdom, opened the way for sentient beings, and promoted the evolution of a planet, what a great achievement......" Cheng Fan has already begun to think about how to squeeze the gods in his heart.

"Yawn!"

The god attached to the middle-aged body suddenly sneezed, and his soul felt an unwarranted chill, as if some malicious intent was secretly spying on him.

"Is it Vic?" The god didn't expect that it was the monster in front of him who was thinking about him, but his face was sad, thinking that it was the evil thought Vic that he had once divided.

The god possessed the middle-aged man this time in order to seal Vic. Although he trained Sun Wukong, he didn't think that Sun Wukong could defeat Vic, not to mention that if Vic was killed, he would also die, and he didn't want to die yet!

Unfortunately, a little monster who has read the original book wants to seize the opportunity of his possession and sneak up on him!

"What do you see? Haven't you ever seen a monster participate in the world's first martial arts meeting? ”

Cheng Fan saw that the fat man at the registration office was looking up at him, slapped his right paw on the table, and said viciously.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Although there are many monsters in this world, they are common, but facing a monster, the fat man who looks like Ah San still feels a little scared, and hurriedly takes out a registration form and picks up the pen: "May I ask your name?" ”

"Godzilla. Avatar! ”

"Gender?"

"Do you want to ask about this?" Cheng Fan lifted the sunglasses on his face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and the fat man quickly shook his head and said, "Don't, don't!" ”

This registration is very watery, except for the participants who are real, everything else can be fake. Fortunately, no people are allowed to kill people in the competition, otherwise some contestants probably don't even know who killed them, and it's even darker than playing underground black boxing!