The world's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference, final venue...

The competition is about to begin. A male host with two thick black beards on his lips and shiny and neat hair. He was wearing a suit and walked to the central ring with a wireless microphone in his hand. Looking at the crowded surroundings, the male host's face flushed and his eyes were excited. He held the microphone and said loudly to the audience: "Okay, everyone, the highly anticipated world's No. 1 martial arts meeting has begun!"

Suddenly, the audience shouted loudly with excitement, gathering in this open and boundless venue, and the atmosphere in the venue was like a stove, which increased the heat of Papaya Island, which was originally unbearable, by a further increase.

"The first game will be played against Guan Tianjian player!" The host said with a little excited voice, "They are actually from the disciples of the legendary martial arts god Wu Tian!"

"Wait, there is a situation here. It seems that in this final, most of the contestants came from the legendary martial arts god Wu Tian! I didn't expect that Mr. Wu Tian had accepted so many disciples. It's really a sword that never grows old." The host exclaimed, "Then, I announce that the competition begins!"

Although Klin and Guan Tianjian are both subordinates of Turtle Fairy Wu Tian, ​​they did not train together, so their relationship is not that deep.

They stood on the ring, just looked at each other, and did not communicate at all.

The main factor in this regard is Guan Tianjian. Although this guy has improved, he still has a habit of being cold-faced, which makes Klin dare not speak if he wants to speak.

The two of them both made a fighting posture at the same time, which was a unique starting style of Turtle Fairy.

In an instant, the two of them suddenly fought each other.

To outsiders, there are constant blurred figures on the field, which is not the effect of the afterimage fist, but simply because their speed is too fast.

As soon as he fought, Klin felt the difficulty. He felt that the Guan Tian sword in front of him seemed to have no loopholes. He had all his strength to attack him, but he always felt that the opponent seemed to have enough strength, and the more he fought, the more he felt uncomfortable.

Klin felt that he had practiced well, although he was far inferior to Sun Wukong, he should be considered a good player after all. He was already a little proud of the previous preliminaries.

However, I didn't expect that one of the four people who were trained by Teacher Wu Tian could be so powerful.

Even though Klin had heard about the power of the four people from Sun Wukong, after all, hearing is false, and seeing is true, now he has to admit that he is not as good as the other party.

However, Clin will not admit defeat. No matter how difficult the fight is, he will have to persevere to the end. At worst, he will lose, but he will never admit defeat easily.

Guan Tianjian was fighting Klin casually, and while communicating with Liu Jiecao, "Boss. This little bald man is not strong, why did you let me go?"

Liu Jiecao sent a voice transmission: "This is for the sake of face. If this little bald man is defeated too ugly, it will affect the relationship between his brothers in the future. There is no need to wait a moment, just find a chance to defeat him, and don't overdo it. If it is exposed in the future, it will also not look good."

"I understand." Guan Tianjian knew what to do.

As the relationship gets closer, Guan Tianjian's emotions are becoming more and more active, and in this life, when the memory of his previous life has not been restored, Guan Tianjian unknowingly began to call Liu Jiecao the boss.

The communication between the two uses spiritual power. After all, their mental power naturally increases after awakening. Although this time, due to the unity of energy and spirit, it is no longer a problem to do some simple spiritual communication based on the memory of previous lives.

On the ring, Clin and Guan Tianjian fought for a long time, and it seemed to have a scent of equal strength, at least on the surface.

The audience was nervous about watching the audience and cheered for the two of them.

Liu Jiecao and three others, as well as Sun Wukong and others were watching the game. Before the game, under the command of Liu Jiecao, several people bet one after another.

The world's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference is mainly profitable, not selling tickets or live TV broadcast fees, but gambling like the real world.

Liu Jiecao and others naturally don’t have enough money. He suggested that people who don’t have enough money will buy it by people like Sun Wukong, Oolong, Yamucha, and Puer.

Almost all of these people were funded to live. Yamucha and Puer had some money as robbers at that time, so they would not spend them all at once. Sun Wukong worked while training and made some money, but he was handed over to him by the Turtle Fairy.

However, Wulong is quite poor. He had raised some women in a village before, and he almost didn't have much money.

The simple people didn't know about gambling, but they also placed bets after being reminded by Liu Jiecao, who was informed.

Originally, the other people wanted to buy Sun Wukong because they were most familiar with Sun Wukong, but they were directly reminded by Liu Jiecao and said that the Guan Tian Jian was stronger. In the end, under Liu Jiecao's insistence, they had to buy the Guan Tian Jian against their will instead of buying Sun Wukong who was closer to them.

No one doesn’t want to make money. Only by knowing the pain of not having money can you know how good it is to have money. Rich people never understand why poor people can pay for money. Obviously, although some people are simple, they are all poor.

Especially Yamucha, he was not too poor at first, but first borrowed a car for Sun Wukong because of the Dragon Ball incident, but soon broke it because of chowder. Then when he returned to Xidu, he broke the plane again. These were not small money, and the heavy losses made him feel tragic. Later, he turned back and had no source of money. Fortunately, he was detained as a rich and beautiful woman, otherwise he really didn't know how to make it.

The Turtle Fairy who pretended to be unfamiliar with several people, and at the same time heard this with his ears, he also secretly bets. The strength of several apprentices was no clearer than that of him, the master.

With Clin's failure, the few people were not unhappy, but were all happy, which made Clin, who was looking for comfort for the failure, feel depressed.

Of course, Klin knew from the simple Sun Wukong that there was a gambling game, and immediately recovered from his loss. After all, he was also a poor man who was short of money, so he also set his mind on the next gambling game.

After resting for about ten minutes in the middle, the second game started immediately.

"The second game will be matched by experienced Jackie Chan against the young and energetic Yamu Tea players!" The host said with a little excited voice.

Jackie Chan and Yamucha had already been waiting in the rest area arranged by the competition, and they were impatient. The two walked hand in hand and walked towards the wide ring.

The applause echoed in my ears like thunder, and Yamucha said to Jackie Chan beside me: "I always feel that I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"Is that so? Haha, maybe!" Jackie Chan's eyes flashed with a hurried cover with laughter.

The two of them came to the center of the competition, and the host quickly introduced: "On my left is the oldest Jackie Chan player among the quarterfinals. Don't think that Jackie Chan player is old and weak. In fact, he is still strong and has strength that cannot be underestimated."

"The contestant on my right hand, Mr. Yamucha, have you seen his strong body? Yamucha players have excellent fighting skills and extraordinary strength. Soon, everyone will enjoy a wonderful game!" The host talked endlessly, which made the atmosphere on the court reach the peak. The warm applause and the "bang bang" sound of coke bottles and jars hit each other were about to overturn the sky and earth in the entire venue. Even Jackie Chan and Yamucha, two contestants who were about to fight, felt the strong atmosphere of the world's No. 1 martial arts affair.

Seeing that Yamucha and Jackie Chan both pose and prepare for the fight, the host spoke, "I announce that the game begins!"

"Drink!" The battle between Jackie Chan and Yamucha was about to break out, and the two of them were like a whirlwind, quickly touching each other.

The collision between the fists and feet was trembling sweat, and a hint of surprise flashed across Yamucha's face. The old man named Jackie Chan could actually keep up with him. Moreover, judging from the strength between the fists and feet, Jackie Chan's strength needs to be considered again.

"So amazing. Jackie Chan and Yamu Tea players have started fighting, but their speed is very fast, and I am already dazzled!" The host paid attention to the battle on the ring and said with an unforgettable commentary.

Yamucha's fist drifted through dazzling arcs, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded repeatedly, and he began to take suppressive attacks in an attempt to force Jackie Chan out of the ring.

Jackie Chan's figure was illusory, dodging from Yamu's tea-free attack, and the battle between the two was perfectly presented to the audience's sight.

For a moment, the noisy cheers shocked the audience. Male audiences tended to Jackie Chan, while female audiences focused on the young and handsome Yamucha. The audiences from both sides fought each other, and the audience was no less enthusiastic than the two fighting on the ring.

"What did Yamucha do? Even an old man can't beat him!" Buma looked at the two people who were stalemate on the ring and said depressedly.

Wulong said with an understanding look: "It must be because he has not worked hard to practice and has put all his attention on girls, so he is so embarrassed."

"Young Master Yamucha, come on!" As Yamucha's original partner, Puer was undoubtedly the person who wanted Yamucha to win the game the most. He ignored the comments of Buma and others and cheered alone.

On the ring, Yamucha wiped the sweat from his forehead. His heart had long since disappeared from the contempt at the beginning of the game, and he became cautious because he knew that the old man in front of him was not as simple as he seemed.

Jackie Chan smiled and looked at Yamucha and said, "Young man, your strength is indeed good, but you are too proud."
Chapter completed!