bullyxtreme 123. Final stage without piccolo
123. Final stage without piccolo
123. Final stage without piccolo
After the preliminaries, eight contestants stood out and entered the finals.
It was natural for Sun Wukong, Tj Fan, Dumpling, Tao Baibai, Leping, and Xiao Lin to enter the finals, but the appearance of the other two was a little unexpected.
At least Zhang Wutian was startled by one of them.
"Hahaha, it's easy. The World's Best Martial Arts Tournament is nothing more than that. I, Mr. Satan, will definitely defeat all opponents and gain the title of World's No. [-]"
That guy who loves to show off and is so self-righteous that no one wants to care about him is undoubtedly Mr. Satan in the original work.
Although he was slightly younger and his hairline was not as high as the future, Zhang Wutian recognized him immediately just by looking at his demeanor.
His incredible luck, which was almost like the halo of the protagonist, prevented him from encountering any strong players and entered the finals unscathed.
"It's right that this person has appeared now. When he fought against Cell in the original work, he was already a middle-aged man. He seemed to have won some championships. It is only natural for him to debut as a martial artist at such a young age. "
After looking at Mr. Satan for a while, Zhang Wutian turned his attention to another person.
"Let me think about this person. He seems to be from the Red Ribbon Army."
Not to mention that Zhang Wutian was there to dig into his memory. With the promotion of the sunglasses referee, the eight players began to draw lots to decide their opponents.
After a round of drawing lots, the final results are as follows:
Sun Wukong vs Xiao Lin.
Taobaibai vs Leping.
tj rice vs Mr. Satan.
Dumplings vs violets.
Perhaps because Dumpling once again used his superpower during the lottery, several members of the Hexian style were staggered away from each other. On the contrary, Sun Wukong and Xiao Lin of the Kamesen style started an internal fight in the first game.
After the draw results came out, it didn't take long for the first game of the finals to begin.
"It's been a long time since I competed with you, Xiao Lin." Coming to Xiao Lin's side, Sun Wukong, who was completely taller than Xiao Lin, said to his fellow disciples with a smile.
"Haha, even though I have been practicing hard during this period, I'm probably still not as good as you." Xiao Lin had already seen through each other's strength and said with a wry smile.
"Don't say that, Xiaolin, let's not leave any regrets for each other and have a wonderful competition."
"I never said I would give up. I will use my fighting spirit and technology to overcome my shortcomings."
"That's right, that's the way it is." Sun Wukong laughed.
Then, two people also wearing Kamesen-ryu martial arts uniforms leaped to the center of the ring at the same time.
In the first match of the finals of the World's Best Martial Arts Tournament, Sun Wukong faced off against Xiao Lin, and the great showdown between Kame Senryu's fellow sects began.
"You can't use ordinary moves against Wukong. You have to use all your strength from the beginning. There's no other way, I'm going to go all out."
Thinking like that, Xiao Lin loudly taught Sun Wukong who was standing opposite: "Wukong, you have to be careful, I will use my trump card next."
"Come on, Xiao Lin." Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, eagerly anticipating Xiao Lin's next move.
"You don't even plan to strike first? It's really disrespectful." He muttered self-deprecatingly, but for Xiao Lin, this was good news.
Then, Xiao Lin's expression became serious. He put his hands behind his back and concentrated his energy with all his strength.
"The energy is very strong. Are you going to use Qigong Wave or something like that?" As a Saiyan, Sun Wukong is undoubtedly an extremely keen super warrior. She roughly guessed Xiaolin's intention.
After a while, Xiao Lin's hands had accumulated a lot of energy and began to emit a dazzling light. He seemed to be pushing a huge thing, using all his strength to move his arms.
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The violent shock wave rushed in the direction of Sun Wukong.
"The power is very strong, but the speed is not enough." In the eyes of others, the shock wave was already super high speed, but in Sun Wukong's eyes, it was as slow as a flying balloon. Sun Wukong felt that he could dodge it with just a slight dodge.
"Wukong, don't underestimate me." Saying that, Xiaolin suddenly pulled his hands outward.
The shock wave that was originally a single beam suddenly split into more than a dozen small shock waves, and the speed suddenly increased by a stage. Each wave continuously distorted its own movement trajectory, like blooming petals, surrounding Sun Wukong from all directions.
"Try the power of my diffusion cannon, but don't die, Wukong."
All the scattered beams rushed to bomb Sun Wukong's body, and wave after wave of explosions occurred one after another on the ring, exploding continuously.
"This is no worse than my Turtle School Qigong. With this move alone, Xiao Lin is enough to establish a sect." Turtle Immortal looked at his disciple's masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.
"A disciple of the Turtle Senryu is not simple." On the other side of the Hesenryu, Tao Baibai narrowed his eyes solemnly.Even he would probably suffer a big loss if he was suddenly faced with this move.
"Then isn't that a bomb that was planted in advance?" Mr. Satan stared at the exploded arena in shock.
No matter how powerful the moves were, they would eventually stop. As Xiao Lin's diffusion cannon was gradually exhausted, the martial arts competition venue returned to calm, leaving only billowing smoke covering the place where Sun Wukong was.
"Haha, it's a perfect hit, even if it's Wukong."
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the scene revealed made Xiao Lin's words stop abruptly.
In the center of the big explosion, Sun Wukong held his arms in front of him and withstood Xiao Lin's attack as if he was unscathed.
Wukong, whose clothes were just a little dirty, retracted his defensive posture, smiled and said to Xiaolin: "It's a very good move. It not only spreads suddenly, but also accelerates at the same time. It shocked me."
"Is it just a shock?" Xiao Lin groaned in pain: "This is my ultimate move."
"Then it will be my turn to attack." With that said, Sun Wukong changed into an attacking stance.
"Come on, Wukong." Putting away his frustration, Xiaolin concentrated on defense. It can be expected that the next attack will be a storm. Xiaolin no longer expects to attack. He just hopes to survive the next period of time. , wait for Wukong to run out of strength before making any plans.
After a moment of pause, a little far away from Xiao Lin, Sun Wukong got into a punching stance.
"To attack at that distance, could it be Zhang Wutian's empty fist?" Zhang Wutian's empty fist is now famous. Even if a martial artist who knows how to use Qi does not imitate this move, he will at least study the structure of this move. Therefore, when When Sun Wukong put on his posture, others immediately made assumptions.
"Air boxing is not that kind of thing." As the developer of empty boxing, Zhang Wutian, who was watching the battle in the room, disagreed.
"That guy Wukong is too merciful."
Then, Sun Wukong punched the void.
There was obviously no movement, neither the wind pressure that broke through the air, nor the punch marks that flew out like empty fists, but Xiao Lin seemed to be pushed directly by something and flew out of the ring.
"What is this?" A soft but stubborn force pushed Xiao Lin's body. Xiao Lin was not injured at all, nor did he feel any pain. However, he could not break free from the shackles of that force. When he regained his freedom, he Already left on the sidelines.
"Sun Sun Wukong wins." The referee in sunglasses announced the winner's name loudly.
Finally, we created a group, and anyone who is interested can come.
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