The fiery red sun hung in the sky, the light shone on the earth, but the scorching heat could not resist the enthusiasm of the people! No, the crowds of people on the streets seemed to be crowding towards one place. For no other reason, the decisive battle of the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting, which has been longed for three years, will officially begin this morning! In order to grab a good seat, people got up early in the morning and rushed to the venue in the center of Papaya Island.

The organizers have made great efforts to make this martial arts meeting, not only are the streets and alleys full of posters, but also the unprecedented event is directly broadcast to the world through guò TV, which shows the weight of the world's first martial arts club in people's hearts.

With the same idea as everyone else, Mengjiao and they also mixed in the crowd, walking slowly in the direction of the venue, the closer they got to the venue, the more people will be, and tens of thousands of people will move closer to the same place, and it is said that this martial arts meeting has sold the most tickets in the past. The tide rises, the ticket price continues to rise, but the number of people who go to buy tickets has not decreased, and these incomes alone are enough to make up for the expenses of this martial arts conference, and there is a lot of surplus, which shows that the organizer of the conference is indeed a great businessman.

"That's a lot of people!" Clint sighed excitedly when he saw the crowds of people around him. The turtle fairy and the oolong looked for the women who walked around with their astringent eyes, and then looked directly at the target's buttocks or the hun part, and their faces immediately showed a look of enjoyment, thinking that their hearts were already crazy and lewd, otherwise they would not be like this.

"Phew, two astringent wolves!" Boomer said dissatisfied, after glancing at the turtle immortal and the oolong. Sun Wukong and Mengjiao walked forward together, the size of the two still seems to have some gaps, although Mengjiao looks bigger, but it is half a head shorter than Sun Wukong, but in terms of momentum, it is definitely not lost to the other party, and even much higher.

"Wukong, you talk to me. What kind of guy is that god?" asked Mengjiao as he walked. Sun Wukong was slightly stunned, and asked a little inexplicably, "Senior brother, why do you ask that?"

"Nothing, just interested. Mengjiao said lightly, of course, it is impossible to tell the other party, he is interested in the demonic turmoil, and wants to understand the other party's conduct, so that he can learn. This ability is in the plot, it belongs to the flash of lightning, it is only said that the weak person in order to defeat the demon king, sealed it in the rice cooker, look at the strength of the turtle immortal, at most it is only the middle of the True Yuan Realm, even if it is the peak period, that is, the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, how strong can his master be? There are all the cultivation in the early stage of the True Gang Realm, and it is not difficult to defeat the strong with the weak, but to seal the strong, that means is really rare. If Mengjiao cultivates to reach the realm of thoroughness, then it is naturally no problem, and now it is at most suppression, if the demon storm really has an effect. Later, when I encounter a tricky guy who can't be killed, there are many more choices.

"Oh, the god looks like Vic. And his strength is very strong, my cultivation in the heavenly realm can only be completed by relying on the guidance of God, in general, he is a kind old man, very worthy of respect. Sun Wukong replied slowly, the appearance of a god unconsciously appeared in his mind, Mengjiao's spiritual power had already been silent, probing into his sea of knowledge, calling up some of his memories when he was practicing in the heavenly realm, and quickly browsed, Sun Wukong's strength at this time, but in the later stage of the Zhengang realm, it was not far from the peak, and his spiritual power was the same as his physical body, and the Mengjiao realm was comparable to the peak powerhouse of the Breaking Void Realm, and searching for his memories was naturally unfavorable.

Sun Wukong didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly began to recall the life of cultivating in the heavenly realm, and the memories were not finished, at this moment Boomer came over, took out a delicate mask from his leather bag, which could only cover half of his face, and said: "Mengjiao, I'm afraid that when the TV station broadcasts, I will recognize you, so let's bring this!"

When Mengjiao fought before, he used an almost transparent mask to cover his face, but when it came to the finals, it wouldn't work, and each of the remaining people could emit a strong energy, the mask was of too poor quality, and it would be easily broken, this was obviously specially made, soft to the touch and full of toughness, and took the mask from Boomer's hand, but he just held it in his hand and looked at it, and didn't bring it for a long time.

"What's the matter, don't you think it's good-looking?" Boomer is strange that Mengjiao didn't put on the mask as she said, of course he didn't think it looked bad, Boomer's aesthetics are still very good, but the simple mask, the resistance to external pressure is too weak, he looks like he is just looking, in fact, he is using the dragon power in his body, slowly blessing, and so he feels that the mask has been evenly covered with a layer of dragon power, before he wears it, and suddenly, Mengjiao's image has changed greatly! The originally indifferent and slightly heroic face was hidden, and the upright body gave people a different feeling.

While everyone was talking and laughing, they had come to the venue of the game unconsciously. "Everyone, come on!" Boomer and Laneki said to the crowd, who nodded in response and walked towards the rest area of the game.

The turtle immortal standing beside Boomer and the others stared at the back of Mengjiao through his sunglasses, sighed, and said slowly: "It seems that I am already old, and now is the era of these young people!" After speaking, the sunglasses reflected a light, and then, the turtle immortal took advantage of Boomer's lack of attention, and stretched out a hand to Boomer's buttocks.

"I've been guarding against you for a long time! Die, stinky old man!" Boomer picked up the bag in his hand and slammed it into the turtle fairy, Oolong and Palu snickering on the side.

In the rest area of the venue, Mengjiao and others waited for the convening of the game, although they were far away from the stands, they could still hear the overwhelming sounds. The organizer has lined up the list of matches for the top eight to advance to the top four, and everyone is worried that they will meet acquaintances or perverts who can't be defeated.

Everyone's eyes are fixed on the list, and the order of the games is: Game 1, Klin--- Leping, Game 2, Demon Second Generation --- Tianjin Rice, Game 3, Mengjiao --- Immortal (God), Game 4, Monkey King --- Unknown (Qiqi)!

Klin glanced at Leping beside him, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, there was nothing more surprising than this result. After three years of practice, Klin and Leping have fought very frequently, but the two have never been able to distinguish between the two of them, and I didn't expect that the first game today would be a battle between the two of them. Mengjiao's eyes showed a hint of excitement, clenched his fists, and looked at the sloppy god in the corner, the eyes of the two collided in an instant, and they saw the information they wanted from each other's eyes.

After seeing that his opponent was actually Vic, Tianjin Rice's face changed, and he felt a cold gaze staring at him from behind, and when he looked back, it was the opponent he was going to meet in the next game--- Vic!

Sun Wukong scratched his head, his opponent was actually a cute girl, which he never expected. I saw this unknown girl standing in front of Sun Wukong, and snorted angrily, which made Sun Wukong feel inexplicable.

At this time, the staff said to everyone: "There are five minutes left to start the game, please get ready!"

The stands were full, Boomer and the others were blocked out because they were a step late, everyone squeezed several times, but they couldn't rush in, and as a result, Lang Qi was furious!

Boomer and the others stepped away from the distance, watching Lang Qi holding a dog's tail grass and swiping it across his nose, and sneezed directly, his hair immediately turned golden and shiny, and two machine guns appeared from his hands, the muzzles of which were aimed at the sky, da-da-da, da-da-da, "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Mom, run away!" Hearing the sound of gunfire behind him, everyone hurriedly retreated, everyone smiled bitterly, and the transformation of Tong Guò Langqi rushed forward, quickly seizing a good position, which was the first column near the front of the ring.

"Why don't you start yet, let us wait every time!" Boomer said dissatisfied, the wait was the most impatient, not to mention that they had been waiting in their seats for nearly an hour. After more than an hour of waiting, the enthusiasm of the audience endured, and the staff who maintained order in the venue were greatly amazed by the perseverance of this human nervous will.

Oolong replied, "Boomer, it seems like we're early." Boomer thought about it carefully, just as Oolong said, which time they came early to grab the position, and the others seemed to have the same idea and came to the venue early. Just when Boomer was unreasonable and protested. The mustachioed host slowly walked to the ring, and after coughing lightly, it immediately attracted the excitement of the audience, and the shouts became one after another, and the applause thundered.

"Hello everyone, I am the host of the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting! I haven't seen you for three years, are you okay? Haha, now I announce that everyone's long-awaited world's No. 1 martial arts meeting has officially begun!" The host said hoarsely and passionately to the microphone in his hand.

After a pause for a few seconds, after hearing the enthusiastic response of the audience, the host's face was flushed, his eyes were excited, and he said loudly: "First of all, the first game, Klin vs. Leping!" Tens of thousands of spectators shouted excitedly, and the atmosphere suddenly pushed to the top!

Klin and Leping walked out of the rest area unhappily and slowly, their expressions changed, seeing the scene of the airport of 10,000 people, and Qi Qi's eyes paying attention to him, they couldn't help but be excited and nervous.

After the two stepped into the ring, the host briefly introduced the information of the two, and then announced the competition, kicking off the prelude to the world's first martial arts meeting.

Kling and Leping were a few meters away, their eyes converging in a straight line, and the noisy shouts and cheers of the audience were in their ears. (To be continued......)