The raindrops that continued to fall from the sky were like sorrow that could not be dissipated, and sorrow coiled between the heavens and the earth, and although it was raining in the sky, the streets were crowded with people, and the expressions on each of their faces were full of enthusiasm, as if they were expecting something. The world's first martial arts festival held every three years on Papaya Island has become a feast that people all over the world look forward to, not only can you relax the pressure, reduce the number of saboteurs through guò battles, but also allow the audience to enjoy the wonderful and fierce battles, and then understand the life of the warriors, so the charm of the world's first martial arts will affect the whole world. The players who came to participate in the world's first martial arts meeting are the most in the history, from all over the world, martial artists and martial arts masters from all over the world have appeared to compete for the throne of the world's first, of course, there are also people who come to covet the prize of the champion, the seven dragon balls.

At the registration office, a long queue was lined up in an orderly manner, and these burly, tall, and diverse crowds were the contestants who came to participate in the martial arts meeting this time. The surrounding passers-by stopped to watch, pointing and expressing their opinions on these players, and even more showy people showed off their strong muscles, attracting praise and amazement from passers-by.

"All the players who come to participate in the martial arts meeting, please be sure to complete the registration procedures within today! If you do not complete the procedures, you will not be able to participate in the qualifiers tomorrow, so please be careful!" said the staff at the registration office with a loudspeaker. On the side of the street, the Turtle Immortal and Lang Qi waited quietly under umbrellas. "Why haven't they come yet, if they don't come, it will delay the time to sign up. Could it be that they have forgotten such an important day today?" the turtle fairy glanced at the time on his watch, pacing anxiously.

The black-haired Lang Qi held the umbrella and said in astonishment: "No, right?!, however, the past three years have really passed in a blink of an eye, and I don't feel the passage of time. ”

"yes. Oh, yes. ”

"It's almost time, why haven't they come yet, I'm really in a hurry. The two of them were talking word by word, worried that Wukong and they would miss this world's No. 1 martial arts meeting because they forgot the time to sign up.

"Didi, squeak!" the whistle sounded, and a taxi pulled up in front of the turtle immortal. The car door opened, and Oolong and Palu walked out. The turtle fairy and Lang Qi were overjoyed, knowing that the people who lived in the house of the western capital Booma had arrived.

"Oolong, Paru. Here!" the turtle fairy beckoned, waving his hand. After Oolong and Palu saw the Turtle Immortal, they walked over excitedly and chatted with the Turtle Immortal. In addition to Oolong and Palu, Boomer's figure also walked out, and she was beautiful and moving, and she immediately attracted all the attention of the turtle immortals.

"It's big, it's round......," the turtle fairy muttered, a hint of saliva coming out of his mouth, just as his hand was about to reach over Boomer's buttocks. The door at the other end was pushed open, and Meng Jiao slowly stepped out of the car with a faint smile on his face. From three years ago, he has hardly changed anything. There was a hint of childishness on his face, and although his expression was cold, it made people feel that he was not yet fully mature, but his physique was much stronger than before. Time is on him. Not a trace was left.

After Mengjiao got out of the car, he directly put on his hat because of the killing of Vic. He is already a well-known hero, so there are not a few passers-by on the streets and alleys who imitate his dress, but dressing up is one thing, and appearance is another. In the past three years, he has met countless fans, and in the face of those crazy crowds who want to pounce on him and ask for autographs, he has to run away every time, so that after returning to Boomer's house, he rarely goes out, so the media does not know where Mengjiao is going, and after a long time, he adds a hat to cover his face, so that others will not pay special attention to him, so as to recognize him.

"Mengjiao! I haven't seen you for a long time, but you're getting stronger again. Feeling the abyssal breath on Mengjiao's body, the turtle immortal smiled faintly, his eyes were full of pride, this is his disciple! Mengjiao nodded with a smile, and replied politely: "Hello Teacher Wutian!"

"You're still the same as before, you don't like to talk too much. The turtle immortal smiled, he knew early on that after Mengjiao in front of him defeated the terrifying Beak Great Demon King with his own strength, the gap between the strengths of the two could be described as worlds apart. So he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't keep up with the era of young people like Mengjiao, and even Wukong, he might not be an opponent, but he was still very proud to be able to watch his disciples continue to grow. After that, in the company of others, Mengjiao registered for the first step, and then stood aside and chatted.

"Goku, aren't they here yet?" Boomer asked the Turtle Immortal. The turtle immortal's eyes were always fixed on Buma's protruding brother, and after hearing this, he replied, "Well, they haven't come yet. By the way, didn't Leping live with you? Why didn't you come along?"

"That guy Leping doesn't know where to cultivate, he's only been back once in the past three years, last time I heard him say, it seems that he wants to make some breakthroughs, and when I see him again, he should make great progress. Oolong said.

Suddenly, a cry rang out in everyone's ears, interrupting his chat. Everyone looked for prestige, but it was a little girl of five or six years old crying. Boomer walked straight over and asked softly, "What's wrong?" little sister. ”

The little girl glanced up at Boomer and said with a crying voice, "Big sister, my balloon is scraping on the tree!" Hearing this, Boomer looked at the tree above her head, and sure enough, as the little girl said, a balloon hung on it. Boomer tiptoed her feet and pushed her way up, trying to grab the rope tied to the balloon, but to no avail. Just when she was about to ask for help from the others, in the rain in the distance, a familiar figure slowly walked over with a wandering and indifferent atmosphere, because the umbrella held up by the other party blocked the face, so it was impossible to see who the person was!

Boomer, who was a little short and couldn't reach the balloon, was feeling embarrassed when the figure suddenly stopped beside her and gently took down the balloon hanging from the tree. "Little sister, here you go. The man bent down, handed the balloon in his hand, and smiled. Boomer looked at the man in front of her inexplicably, the familiar back, and the sound she felt heard somewhere, all of which made her confused.

"Thank you, big brother!" the little girl thanked the visitor, wiped the tears from her eyes, and jumped as she ran. happily left everyone's sight. The visitor turned suddenly, and they could see his face clearly, a very harmless-looking face, with a white bandage wrapped in his hair, but a handsome and young man.

"Hello Boomer, now I'm taller than you!" said the young man, Boomer's expression suddenly became stunned, what kind of person is this handsome young man?

Boomer said in a puzzled tone, "Are you?" The young man saw that Boomer did not recognize him. As if remembering something, he reached for his head with both hands, and slowly untied the white bandage layer by layer. A long fluffy black hair was exposed to the air, and a bright smile appeared on the young man's face, and he looked at the turtle immortal: "I'm really happy that grandpa can be resurrected." Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and the young man in front of him felt very familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was for a while.

At this time, Meng Jiao, who was standing aside, suddenly walked towards this young man. smiled and said, "Wukong, I haven't seen you for three years, you've grown up!" Hearing Mengjiao's words, everyone suddenly woke up. It turned out that the tall young man in front of him was actually the short boy back then, Sun Wukong! In just three years, he had grown so big!

"He's Goku?"

"It's changed so much, we don't recognize it!" everyone opened their mouths wide. looked at Sun Wukong, who was completely different from his impression, in surprise, not only his appearance has changed dramatically, but even the feeling he gives people has changed. If the familiar Wukong back then was an innocent and fearless imp. Then the Monkey King in front of him is a mature and stable adult. After Sun Wukong saw Mengjiao, he also looked very happy: "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, since you left Kailin Tower, we haven't met again, at that time you were still saying that you were going to participate in the martial arts conference, I thought you were joking, I didn't expect you to really come to participate in this world's first martial arts meeting!"

"What a mess. The corners of Mengjiao's mouth twitched, looking at Sun Wukong's excited expression, a trace of warmth did rise in his heart, the induction from the blood, so that Sun Wukong regarded him as a relative after seeing him, and all of them would be incoherent, and when he saw Sun Wukong, he also seemed to see the juniors of the same clan, and he was very relieved to see him grow up.

Just as the two of them were talking about one word and I another, Boomer said angrily to the two: "Don't be busy catching up on the old days yet, Wukong, you go and sign up now, if it's late, you'll be disqualified!"

Sun Wukong exclaimed, with an expression that he had just remembered, scratched his head embarrassedly, and then walked to the registration office, and reported his name according to the convention of the conference. Boomer and the others looked at Sun Wukong's back and began to discuss: "I really didn't expect that little Wukong back then to become such a handsome boy now, it's really unseemly." ”

"Let's not talk about these useless things, the deadline for registration is approaching, but Tianjin Fan and Klin haven't come yet, do you have their contact information?"

Boomer thought for a moment and replied, "Why don't you go to the registration office and explain it first, and see if you can help them register first." "In desperation, this is the only way. However, the staff at the registration office rejected everyone's idea, saying that the registration must be done in person to be valid, and there are only five minutes left before the registration deadline.

The rain stopped, the sky began to clear, the warm sunlight poured onto the earth, and although there were still puddles of water on the streets, it was a relaxing sight compared to before.

"What the hell are they doing, Leping!" Boomer glanced at the time on his watch, time was slipping away minute by minute, and soon, half of the five minutes had passed.

"There are two more minutes to close the registration deadline, please hurry up!" the staff at the registration office stood up and shouted loudly with a loudspeaker in his hand. Oolong hurriedly said: "Did they give up the game?"

"Probably not. Sun Wukong and Mengjiao were beside them, and said almost in unison, one is to understand each other, and the other is familiar with the plot, because the two of them are very sure that Tianjin Fan will come to participate in the competition, for no other reason, the hard practice is to wait until the world's first martial arts meeting, to show their skills.

"There is one more minute, if they don't come again, you and Palu will become like Leping and Klin, and sign up for them!" Boomer said helplessly.

Oolong snapped his fingers and calculated, "That's okay." What about Tianjin rice and dumplings? There are only two of us, and we can't replace four. ”

"What kind of plane are they doing, there is still half a minute to go, and the registration is closed! When they left, they were asked to leave their contact information, but they said that they would be distracted by anything, and they would not say anything, now it's okay!" Boomer glanced down at his watch, and the expression on his face became extremely fierce, with the potential of a female man.

Mengjiao's spiritual power. Scattered all around, he felt a few familiar breaths appear, and he said with a flicker: "Don't worry, they're already here!"

"Huh?" Boomer and the Turtle Immortal looked in the direction where Mengjiao was looking, only to see a few red rays flashing rapidly in the distance. The next moment, Boomer's long hair and the turtle immortal's hat were suddenly blown up by a strong gust of wind, and four figures like lightning and wind whistled by. A large cloud of mud and smoke rolled up on the ground, and gusts of wind swept against the ground with stumps and leaves. Such a terrifying speed is simply uncanny and terrifying!

The wind stopped. With the sound of breaking the air, four figures quietly stood at the registration point. After sorting out their thoughts, Boomer and the others looked at each other with a happy expression. The four people in front of me are Tianjin Rice, Dumplings, Leping and Klin, who have returned from cultivation after three years!

The first is Tianjin rice, a cloth robe with a hat on his head. The breath of a strong man wafted out from his body, followed by Leping, the cross scar on his face, the wide cloak on his body, the wild and uninhibited momentum on his body, the strength was advancing by leaps and bounds, Klin's was wearing a casual suit, a hat was covered on his head, his eyebrows flashed with pride, he raised his hands and feet, catering to the air, and then dumplings, although they didn't look as strong as the other three, but they should not be underestimated, the dead stood together, even if they were blind, they could feel their differences.

All the former partners gathered, and everyone's face was written with the joy of reunion, laughing and playing, and the capital talked about along the way was nothing more than what he had experienced in the past three years. Mengjiao and Sun Wukong walked side by side, the two of them looked relaxed, their faces always revealed a little indifferent, some things on the surface are not substantial, Sun Wukong's growth in the past three years is in the eyes of everyone, is Mengjiao not progressing? Of course it can't be! Although three years is not a long time, but during this time, he has gradually begun to integrate into this society. People can't change their environment, but environment can change a person! At the beginning, because Mengjiao always remembered that this was the mission world, so there was no way to have a deep friendship with these plot characters, but after getting along for a while, looking at their real expressions, unconsciously, he had begun to bring himself into this world, what the turtle fairy said he didn't like to talk, it was not because of his indifferent attitude at the beginning, and now he can at least communicate well with these people, this is progress, and it will also be of great help to him to participate in more plots in the Dragon Ball world in the future.

"Senior brother, you should know about that matter, right?" Sun Wukong's expression became solemn, and he suddenly whispered to Mengjiao beside him, his expression was stern, as if he had encountered a lot of trouble. Mengjiao glanced at Sun Wukong in a little surprise, and didn't understand what he meant by "that thing", so he directly chose to be silent and waited for what Sun Wukong said.

Seeing that Mengjiao was listening carefully, Sun Wukong took a breath, as if he was thinking about something, and only said in a deep voice after a while: "The Great Demon King of Vic has not yet left this world!" After hearing this, Mengjiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with fine light, and his expression immediately became indifferent. "Are you talking about that egg?" Mengjiao said as he remembered the scene when he killed the Great Demon King of Vic three years ago.

Sun Wukong nodded, and said with a smile: "It seems that you really know about this, that's right, that egg is the child born before the death of the Great Demon King Vic, that is, the second Great Demon King! Not only inherited the evil power of the Great Demon King, but even surpassed his father! If you want to compare it according to the strength, he is at least not much worse than my current strength." Although this is all told by the gods, and I have not personally confirmed it, I can feel a very evil aura in this world!"

"God?" Meng Jiao pondered the name, the expression in his eyes was inexplicable, he was really speechless about Sun Wukong's rough lines! He didn't look at it, the dead Vic Demon King and God were simply printed in the same mold, as long as he had a little brain, he would suspect the identity of the two, but he had been with the object for so long, he didn't find anything wrong! But Mengjiao will not tell Sun Wukong the truth, for him, whether it is a god or an immortal, they are all passers-by of his life, if it weren't for the rich plot in this world, even if he was promoted to the intermediate or even advanced mission world, it would come in handy, he didn't even want to wait for those three years, and chose to leave directly.

At this moment, Klinwei walked over with a smile: "Hello senior brother, Wukong, senior brother doesn't like to talk much when he sees us, but as soon as you come, he immediately has a smile, and sure enough, you are the most kind." ”

"Yes? Maybe. Klin, we haven't seen each other for three years, I don't know if you've become stronger, I'm looking forward to fighting you!" Sun Wukong said.

Kling replied smugly: "Of course, I'm very strong now!" After speaking, he also showed off the muscle blocks on his arms that were not prominent, at this time he didn't feel the gap between himself and Sun Wukong, and when Sun Wukong's Saiyan blood was completely awakened, even if he was working hard, he could only be reduced to a miscellaneous person, and such a combat genius, in the same era, I have to say that it was his sadness. Everyone was chatting and exchanging feelings with each other, and seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more enthusiastic, suddenly everyone's smiles froze on their faces, as if they noticed something that they cared about very much.

"What evil anger!"

"What a strong hostility!"

"What a huge coercion!"

Everyone present was alert at the same time, whether it was Sun Wukong and Mengjiao, or Tianjin Fan and his party, their eyes were all cast not far from them at the same time. Kling was slightly stunned, and saw that the faces of several people had changed, and with a puzzled attitude, his eyes followed their substantive gaze.

Beneath the dim clouds, a lonely, cold man stood on the corner of the street. The first thing Mengjiao and Sun Wukong noticed was the strength of this man, first of all, this guy's qi was very strong, and he revealed unusual evil, as if the demon king had descended. And he gives people the feeling that he is very strong, not ordinarily strong!

A white robe shook and fluttered in the wind. The dark green skin, the cold killing eyes that disappeared a qiē, flashing scarlet blood, and the whole body was filled with a suffocating murderous aura, this feeling can't be wrong, it is the breath of the Great Demon King of Vic, terrifying, disgusting, and full of bloody taste! The other party also seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes glanced at this side casually, and suddenly, the eyes of several people converged together, and in an instant, it seemed to rub out electric sparks, and the scorching gaze revealed a completely different astringency.

The heaviness and blood on Sun Wukong's face, the faint smile on Mengjiao's face, the tension on the faces of Tianjin Fan and others and the killing intent on the faces of the second generation of Vic, their bodies invisibly floated with an uncatchable momentum, reflecting each other in the air, rippling and rippling, and even the temperature dropped by several degrees, and it became cold!

"What's wrong with you?" Kling said at this time, glancing at a few people beside him, and then at the strange man in the distance, there was no doubt in his tone, with his strength, it was not enough to detect Bick's killing intent, to be precise, among the people present, except for Mengjiao, Sun Wukong, Tianjin Fan and Leping, the five senses of others were weaker. Coming back to his senses, Sun Wukong replied with a smile: "That guy is a very strong contestant. "He doesn't want to involve these friends in the whirlpool.

PS: I'm sorry, there have been many words recently, such as astringent faces, such as lines, etc., this is not a typo, but a helpless move, and has been interrogated many times, and it can only save the country. (To be continued......)