062, I decided to call Tianwu Liu

The battle table for this world's No. 1 martial arts competition is as follows:

Game 1: Tianjin Fansun Wukong, Game 2: Chaiba King Rao, Game 3: Dumpling Kobayashi, Game 4: Pampute Fist Shiro.

This battle table naturally has the credit of dumplings, but in Zhang Wutian's opinion, such an arrangement is unexpectedly suitable.

Among them, the battle between the turtle and crane is full of gimmicks, and Zhang Wutian's disciples Rao and Quan Siro also have the opportunity to show their strength and will not encounter strong enemies from the beginning.

For Zhang Wutian, who has an extremely strong combat power, the game in front of him is like a certain fighting game I played a long time ago.

The avatars of two people collided with each other, vibrated constantly, and produced crackling sound effects. In the end, one person's avatar turned gray and crushed, while the other person's avatar rose along the line of the battle table and advanced to a higher position.

In the entire conference, Sun Wukong was his opponent. Others' competitions are probably not more interesting than avatar collisions for Zhang Wutian.

Then, the first game began.

"Although I'm sorry for Tianjin Fan, this will be the most boring game in this conference."

With a good view, you can observe and see the rest room of the entire martial arts competition venue. Zhang Wutian made such an evaluation.

"Even a woman, I won't show mercy. The guy from Guixianliu, be enlightened!"

On the ring, Tianjin Fan said seriously that it was not discrimination against women. After all, his master He Xianren was a powerful female martial artist. Tianjin Fan said this out of absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Well, I won't show mercy either, just call me!" This is because of my mercy. If I really don't show mercy, Sun Wukong can decide the winner in an instant as long as he attacks first.

"Come on, Tianjin rice, let the old woman of Guixianliu know that she is amazing!" In the first row of the audience, Loli Crane Xianren was shouting loudly.

"Haha, is that young man your beloved disciple of He Niang? Although he has good training, he is not lucky. This time he may be hit a lot." The Turtle Fairy, who was sitting not far from her, said with a smile.

"I won't lose my Tianjin rice, my disciple will suffer!!" Loli Hexian, known as He Niang, waved her fists and roared back like a furious kitten.

The next moment, the game began, and Tianjin Fan took the lead in attacking.

"Eat me a punch!" Unreservedly punched Sun Wukong in the face. In the eyes of other audiences, Tianjin Fan appeared in front of Sun Wukong in an instant as if he had a afterimage.

However, Sun Wukong's speed is faster.

Tianjin Fan's punch hit the air directly, and he suddenly lost his opponent's trace.

"Where?" Even Tianjin Fan's third eye could not capture Sun Wukong's traces. Sun Wukong disappeared in front of his opponent as if he was moving in an instant.

Not only Tianjin Fan, but everyone at the scene was unable to capture Sun Wukong's traces, and even Turtle Fairy and Crane Fairy were no exception.

The next moment, Sun Wukong appeared behind Tianjin Fan, raised his hand knife and gently knocked on Tianjin Fan's neck.

"Ah" Tianjin rice fell down in response.

After receiving this seemingly light blow, Tianjin Fan could not wake up until the end of the countdown, and he lost the qualification to the game.

Because the game ended too simply, the scene was not very enthusiastic. Only a few people could understand the power of Sun Wukong. Until Sun Wukong walked off the ring, there was not much cheer.

"How could it be so strong? Is that old woman's disciple a monster?" Let's not talk about He Xianren's strength, but as a senior expert of the same generation as Gui Xianren, she still has eyes. When she noticed Sun Wukong's real strength, she felt trembling from the bottom of her heart. At the same time, the carefully crafted disciple Tianjin Fan was not the enemy of the other party, which made He Xianren feel sincerely powerless.

"Sorry, Master, I disappointed you," said Tianjin Fan, who woke up, shrugged his head.

"No, you did a good job, it's because your opponent is too strong this time!"

Tianjin Fan clenched his fists tightly. The strength of his opponent was not a reason to tolerate his failure. Could it be that just saying that the opponent was too strong, he could easily reveal his failure? It is absolutely not possible. Tianjin Fan is not the kind of person who has no ambition.

Then the second game began, and the two fighting: Rao and Chaiba King had already stood on the ring.

"Haha, Tianwu Liu? It's really ridiculous." King Chaiba took the lead in sarcasm.

"What did you say?" Although he was still a teenager, his height had surpassed that of King Chaiba as an adult. He had a unique talent and a burly figure, Rao stared at his big eyes and glared at his opponent in front of him.

"I just won the championship in a martial arts competition by chance, and I set up a genre with pride and didn't take my predecessors seriously. This time, the reason why I came out again was to let the world understand my shallowness. I want to tell the world that your master is just a liar who seeks fame!"

After a pause, he continued: "Guixianliu and Hexianliu are orthodox martial arts schools that have been passed down for hundreds of years. The Turtlexianliu girl was the real master before. As for the mere Tianwuliu, haha, today is the day you will be destroyed."

"Shut up! Let me tell you the true essence of Tianwuliu!"

As the game began, King Chaiba launched his strongest attack without hesitation.

"Eight-handed Fist!" The quick wave of his fist made King Chaiba look like he had grown eight hands. Such a fierce and fast combo made Rao unable to defend.

He tried desperately to resist the opponent's fist, but Rao's strength was not speed. He was quickly suppressed by King Chaiba.

"What's wrong? Is it only this level? After all, he is just a disciple of a third-rate sect!"

Finally, King Chaiba punched Rao in the chest and knocked his burly body out.

Rao flew backwards, then his body fell to the ground, shocking the entire arena.

"It's over." King Chaiba looked at Rao lying on the ground with a sneer, and said confidently.

However, the next moment, his expression changed, and Rao, who was covered in blood, stood up staggeringly. His short golden hair was stained with blood, and his light shone under the reflection of the sun.

"So that's it. Was it such a fist that defeated my brother Toch?"

"The kung fu of being beaten is pretty good. Is this the essence of your Tianwu Liu?"

"Bastard, don't insult my master!" Rao roared: "In the past, I was a bastard who could only bully the weak. It was the master who told me the real usage of power. I will never forgive the person who insulted Tianwuliu and insulted the master!!"

"It doesn't make sense to just yell. This time I want you to never stand up again!!" King Chaiba's eight-hand fist opened again, but this time, Rao did not use his fist to fight. He used the most direct method.

He used his burly body to force himself to eat King Chaiba's attack. After being hit by a continuous attack like a storm, Rao finally broke into King Chaiba's attack.

"Compared with the fists of the master and the elder sister, your fists are nothing at all!!"

After breaking into the defense circle of King Chaiba, Rao bulged his muscles and crashed his shoulders into the opponent opposite him.

"Look at my Mongolian domineering Taoist!!"

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah!" King Chaiba was knocked out and accidentally fell under the ring.

"Damn it, damn little devil! How dare I be shamed!" Although the game failed because of being knocked away, I was not hurt much. I just felt that my self-esteem was insulted. The angry King Chaiba climbed onto the ring again and rushed towards Rao.

"The loser must look like a loser. As an old senior, your style is not good." Zhang Wutian suddenly appeared on the ring, just like Wukong before, aiming at King Chaiba's head and neck with a blow.

Tianjin Fan in the audience shrank his pupils and he touched his head and neck with empathy.

"" King Chaiba rushed forward two steps in arbitrarily and finally fell on the ring.

Zhang Wutian came to Rao, who was beaten to death, took out a fairy bean for the other party to eat, and pointed to King Chaiba who was lying on the ground and said, "Look, Rao, that is the best negative example. Even if you fail, you must maintain your temperament and then strive for the next victory. This is what our Tianwuliu does."

His body healed immediately. Feeling the magic of Xiandou, Rao, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, said seriously: "I understand, Master, I will not embarrass Wu Tianliu."

Although he was a little concerned about the other party's name and appearance because of a certain animation in his memory, Zhang Wutian actually had great expectations for this disciple. Unlike Kobayashi, who came to learn from his disciples and became the strongest man on earth, Rao stood out from hundreds of thousands of outer disciples who learned martial arts and was selected by Zhang Wutian. If a guy named Broly was a legendary Super Saiyan who only produced one in 1,000 years, then Zhang Wutian felt that Rao was a super earthling who produced one in 10,000 years.

Regarding Rao's future, Zhang Wutian felt that no matter how hard this great disciple was dragged down by the bloodline of the earth, he should be stronger than Kobayashi.

Accepting the opinions of the book review area, Tianwuliu is indeed better than Wu Tianliu.
Chapter completed!