Dragon Ball God Mu

Chapter 22: Who is that young man?

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Outside the field, the audience who were paying attention to the match on ring 13 couldn't help but look surprised after Kane took the initiative to step down from the ring. "Kane from the Maple Leaf style actually lost. It seems that the player named Mu Yang needs to pay attention."

This game didn't last long, but because of this it reflected the gap between the two.

Throughout the whole process, Muyang was suppressing Kane. In the limited few attacks, Kane was unable to benefit from Muyang. The gap seemed to be a bit big. The wonderful performance also made the audience and other contestants remember it. The player named Mu Yang lived there.

His strength cannot be underestimated.

People who were familiar with Kane were even more surprised after receiving the news, "Kane was eliminated so quickly..." I thought he could survive at least a few games, but he didn't expect to lose at the beginning.

The players who witnessed this game cast solemn glances at Muyang and added a name to their list of people who needed attention.

"Senior Brother Kane, what a pity!" A disciple walked up and saw Kane's face turning pale, "Senior Brother, please don't worry."

Kane waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just rest for a while. The force of the punch just now was really uncomfortable."

"Ah, is that person so powerful?"

The junior brother was both shocked and felt sorry for Senior Brother Kane. You must know that Senior Brother Kane's strength is definitely outstanding among so many disciples of Maple Leaf Flow. Even he can't take the opponent's punch. Could it be that that person is better than their Maple Leaf Flow disciples? Are your disciples still stronger

"Don't be careless, the other party's true strength may be even more powerful than we thought!"

Kane said with a serious face. Only by actually fighting can one know the strength of Mu Yang. In the previous battle, the opponent definitely had not used the strongest method. "Maybe this time the best martial arts club in the world will have a dark horse." , Tenshin-ryu, why haven’t you heard of it before?”

At the same time, I felt very aggrieved and angry about my luck. But no matter what, under the absolute strength gap, he was convinced that he lost.

On the other side, Muyang returned to the rest area after finishing the game, and then played several games in succession. The results were obvious, Muyang won all of them.

This also made other players in the same division feel more and more threatened and started to pay attention to it.

Peng! Attacking as fast as lightning, the person on the opposite side flew out of the field.

In another match, Mu Yang defeated an elite disciple of a martial arts dojo, and then returned to the ring in style.

"Uncle Sith, I roughly know the levels of the Martial Arts Association."

Sith's face turned a little red, and he was very surprised in his heart, "Well done, you actually defeated the elite disciples of those major schools in a row. Keep up the good work and strive for better results."

Before, Sisi was very optimistic about Mu Yang and believed that he had the hope of winning the quarter-finals. But in fact, entering the quarter-finals was just a vision, or a goal, and it was not certain whether he could actually achieve it. But now, with Muyang's current performance, his place in the top eight can basically be locked.

He made every inch possible, and now he was looking forward to Muyang achieving better results. Hey, if he could win the championship, it would definitely shock the entire martial arts world.

Ah, I have thought about it so far that it has disappeared, but I still can't help but think about it.

If Senior Brother Esaf knew about Mu Yang's performance at the martial arts competition, he would definitely be very happy.

Mu Yang smiled at Sisi, and he was very convinced that in the absence of the older generation of martial arts masters, there would be few in the new generation who could be his opponents.

The competition was in full swing. On the second floor of the martial arts hall, a female elder from Qianzuru Ryu said: "The number of participants in this martial arts tournament is the same as in previous years, but many elites have emerged."

"Hahaha, Elder Nali, I heard that there is a good prospect among the younger generation of your Chizuru style." The leader of Maple Leaf style smiled, and then pointed to the competition ring on the side, "It's the one on the No. 2 ring. That little girl..."

Elder Nali smiled and said happily: "Liz is indeed a good seedling, but I think your Arlo from Maple Leaf is also very good."

Give me a peach and repay you with a plum, staged a real-life business exchange. These words made the leader of Fengyeliu feel very comfortable, and he nodded very helpfully. He turned to look at Master Xiulin of Duolin Temple, but saw that the master had half-closed eyes and was sitting there with his eyes closed to rest.

"Master Xiulin still has a broad view." The leader of Fengye Liu chuckled.

"That's because the master is sure of victory," Elder Nali said.

At this moment, there were waves of exclamations from the other side of the martial arts field. Several seniors looked for the sound and saw a young man in a white martial arts uniform pressing down a monk on a stone-paved arena. Attack, and that monk is an elite disciple of Duolin Temple.

At this time, Master Xiulin opened his eyes, and his face no longer had the calmness that he had before.

"Who is that young man in white robe? He can actually beat Wu Ting."

The accompanying staff member panicked and hurriedly flipped through the roster, found the corresponding number and said, "That person's name is Mu Yang, and he comes from a sect called Tenshin-ryu..."

"Ten Shin-ryu, I seem to have heard of it somewhere..." Master Xiulin's eyebrows knitted together, his gray beard twitched, but he never thought of it.

Elder Nali said: "This Tenshin-ryu seems to be a very old sect, but it has never been famous."

"It turns out that he comes from an ancient school. There are indeed many capable people in this world. Wu Ting has met his opponent this time."

Master Xiulin lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said with a smile.

Even if the ancient school has a low reputation, it must have its own merits if it can be passed down for such a long time. It seems that Wu Ting’s visit was not in vain this time!

Master Xiulin actually takes the outcome of the competition very seriously. Winning or losing is not important. Nowadays, Duolin Temple no longer needs these icing on the cake. He only hopes that after this competition, his disciples can grow.

It's easy to fight, but it's not easy to fight against a good opponent. Others guessed Master Xiulin's thoughts and nodded.

"Hey, my disciple Kane, he was also defeated by that person." The leader of Maple Leaf Flow flipped through the game charts so far, and was surprised to find that Mu Yang actually defeated Kane.

Although Kane is not the number one seed in the Maple Leaf Style, he is still a disciple that the leader of the Maple Leaf Style admires very much. He thought his opponent would be Wuting from the same division, but unexpectedly he was already eliminated!

"It seems we need to pay attention to the young man named Mu Yang."

Several seniors started to take notice and started teasing each other.

Only when young martial arts masters continue to emerge, the martial arts world will become more prosperous, and these seniors are naturally happy to see this happen.

(End of chapter)