"Now for the finals of this conference, contestants Sun Wukong and Maginia are invited to take the stage." The host announced with excitement, and the audience suddenly burst into fierce cheers.
"Wukong, you must win!" Krillin shouted.
"Come on, don't die, I don't want to be a little widow without getting married!" Qiqi put her hands to her mouth in the shape of a trumpet.
Sun Wukong smiled heartily at everyone, walked onto the martial arts stage, and looked at Piccolo.
"Hmph!" snorted coldly, Piccolo showed an evil smile, and said in a cold tone: "Sun Wukong, to tell you the truth, I, the Great Demon King Piccolo, am different from what I was three years ago. Hum, I will definitely take yours this time. Life!"
"Ha, Piccolo, we will know who wins and who loses after the fight. It's too early to talk nonsense now!" Sun Wukong looked serious.
"Tch!" Piccolo curled his lips and said no more. The two looked at each other from a distance, neither of them daring to act rashly. On the martial arts stage, the atmosphere was extremely cold. Suddenly, two powerful momentums came one after another like thousands of horses galloping. The entire venue suddenly became silent, and a tense and touching sense of depression was generated.
"Gu!" Klin swallowed nervously, his throat a little dry, and he said to Leping anxiously: "Wukong and Piccolo are so terrifying, even their momentum made me tremble!"
Leping nodded in agreement and stared at the two people on the martial arts stage.
"Whoosh!" Sun Wukong and Piccolo disappeared at the same time, and then the fierce fighting sounds of "ping ping ping ping ping ping" continued to be heard, and the rocks on the ground began to crack. This was already a high-level battle. Klin and others kept moving their eyes, but they could only capture their afterimages.
"It's amazing!" Tianjin Fan took a deep breath, feeling extremely disappointed. This is Sun Wukong's true strength. In just a few years, he has been left behind so much by him. Others who felt the same way were Klin and Leping. people. But the loss also aroused their fighting spirit.
The old god who had separated from the human body noticed the unyielding thoughts of the three people and was very satisfied with the three of them. He couldn't help but smile and nod. Then he turned his eyes to the two people who were constantly fighting on the martial arts stage and thought solemnly: "I don't know. I think both Piccolo and Goku have surpassed me. I hope Goku can defeat Piccolo! But Goku’s friends are very good and worth cultivating."
There is a powerful god like Ayaba on the earth, and Piccolo is no longer afraid. The old god's mood is not as nervous as in the original work, and he can focus on the cultivation of human beings on earth.
Huhu, Piccolo and Sun Wukong are going back and forth on the field, trying their best, with all kinds of strange tricks emerging in an endless stream, and the two will often fight dozens of times in one second. The rumbling sound of breaking through the air and the sound of impact alternated with each other, coming rhythmically like playing music. The dazzling light that shines from time to time on the ground and in the air is intertwined with the looming fists, which is like a gorgeous visual feast that constantly impacts the hearts of the audience.
"This... is simply unbelievable. The strength of the two players is simply beyond everyone's imagination. Is this really something that humans can do?"
The host was shocked by the gorgeous battle, and his conscientious professional ethics allowed him to approach the arena regardless of danger and provide further explanations to the audience as much as possible.
As the shaking and strong winds slowed down, the auditorium became noisy and the audience became excited. They took out their cameras and video recorders to take pictures. Some people who had watched previous tournaments couldn't help but compare the battles from a few years ago and felt their blood boiling.
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"Wukong's numerical value is 1727, and Piccolo's is 1709. Looking at the data alone, Goku is a little ahead, but the gap between the two is not big. Who wins and who loses depends on their performance!" Ayaba commented happily. In martial arts, the combat power value only indicates the amount of qi contained in an individual. The specific victory or defeat depends on performance, and experience and thoughts play a big factor.
"It's really hard to judge!" Lan Qi nodded in agreement.
In the arena competition, the two of them had already performed their unique moves. In an instant, a huge energy ball appeared between the sky and the earth, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire sky.
Narrowing her eyes and looking at the dazzling energy ball like the sun, Ayaba showed a faint smile: "They are going to use all their strength. It seems that the winner is about to be decided. It is almost our turn to play!"
There was silence in front of the entire martial arts temple. Everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of two huge energy balls.
"What terrible energy. They can actually release such a large energy ball?" Klin and others had sweat on their foreheads. The energy density of the two energy balls was much denser than the Turtle School Qigong.
"It's unbelievable. It seems that they all had reservations before!" The old god muttered to himself with his eyes wide open.
"Wow, what a bright light!" Qiqi shouted in shock. Because the person who cast the energy ball was her future husband, she was extremely happy.
Under everyone's gaze, two super-large energy balls gradually approached, and finally a loud "bang" resounded through the sky. There was a pinprick-like pain in the ears, and a buzzing sound continued. A shock wave as powerful as a nuclear bomb exploded through the sky, and then the wind roared in with sand and dust.
After the sandstorm passed, everyone felt as if they had experienced the end of the world. Looking at the venue again, they couldn't help but be stunned. The broad venue had disappeared, replaced by a huge bottomless pit. A fiery breath continued to come from the pit, and the soil seemed to be burned by high temperature. It's crimson red with light cyan smoke floating on it.
"This... what a shocking power..." The host lay down next to the huge pothole, half of his body turned black.
They didn't know that if Ayaba hadn't secretly limited the explosion range of the energy ball, not to mention the martial arts dojo, the entire southeastern island would have been wiped off the earth's plate.
The old god looked at the venue calmly, his eyes flashing. After slightly feeling the auras of Sun Wukong and Piccolo, he raised his head and looked at the sky. Thousands of meters above the ground, Sun Wukong was floating up and down awkwardly, holding the exhausted Piccolo in his hand.
In the duel just now, Sun Wukong was slightly better.
Slowly landing, Sun Wukong threw Piccolo out of the field. Sun Wukong floated in the air with great effort, turned around and shouted to the host: "Hey, host, the other party has fallen out of the field, let's announce the result!"
"Uh-oh..." The host came to his senses and quickly raised the microphone and announced loudly: "Maginia fell out of the field, Sun Wukong won the championship. This is the second consecutive time that Sun Wukong won the title of No. 1 in the world. Let us applaud warmly." Congratulations to him!”
"Oh!" This is truly the name! As soon as the result was announced, the audience immediately burst into fierce applause and cheers. The scene just now was so amazing. Everyone had no objection to Sun Wukong winning the championship of the best martial arts club in the world.
"Ha, that's great! Wukong, you are so great!" Krillin laughed and cheered. The defeat of Big Devil Piccolo made his depressed mood suddenly relax.
"Although you are very powerful, I will catch up one day." Tianjin Fan looked at Sun Wukong calmly and launched a challenge.
"Haha, he is indeed my husband, he is a great master!" Qiqi shouted with a bright smile, and then rushed over quickly.
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At the end of the conference, Sun Wukong, Kame Sennin, Lao Tianjin and others gathered together, dragging the exhausted Demon King Piccolo. Piccolo lost the competition and was dragged to the party unwillingly, so He was staring at Sun Wukong with ferocious eyes.
"Picker, don't stare at me like that!" Sun Wukong rubbed his head in embarrassment and showed an innocent smile. Of course, Piccolo snorted coldly without any change in his gaze.
Sun Wukong swallowed a fairy bean and suddenly felt strong all over, and all his injuries were healed. Amid everyone's astonished eyes, he walked up to Piccolo and handed over a fairy bean: "Take this fairy bean. I look forward to fighting you again next time!"
"Wukong, how could you, an idiot, give the fairy beans to Piccolo!" Sun Wukong's move shocked everyone. The initiator, Sun Wukong, didn't care. He waved his hands and said with his own thoughts: "Pico is a rare opponent. I would feel very sorry to lose him. Hey, Piccolo, you have to practice hard to become stronger. Of course I will outshine you."
Piccolo cut it, but he also realized the efficacy of the fairy beans. After chewing it, he regained his strength. Piccolo snorted and turned around, flew up in the air, and said before leaving: "What a stupid guy! I Warning you, your behavior will only bring disaster to yourself. I will spare your life today, but next time I will defeat you and rule the world again!"
After saying that, he turned into a bolt of lightning and left.
"Oh, Wukong, you guy..." Klin shook his head helplessly.
Sun Wukong smiled sheepishly, feeling his arms tighten and being hugged by Qiqi.
"Wukong, let's hold a wedding." Qiqi looked at Sun Wukong expectantly and clung to him.
Sun Wukong didn't understand it for a moment, but Bulma and others couldn't wait to speak: "Are you going to hold a wedding? If so, I will help prepare the wedding. Unexpectedly, Wukong is the first among us to get married. It's really disappointing. It’s surprising.”
"Wukong is getting married, how can we be left out!" At this time, Ayaba walked over with a smile and greeted everyone: "I will prepare Wukong's new house!"
"Ayaba, it turns out you are here too!" Bulma looked surprised.
"Actually, Sister Ayaba came when the martial arts meet started, but she never showed up." Qiqi explained in a low voice.