Chapter 27 The Stinky Player

Lei Yin, Little Wukong, and Klin relied on their strength to defeat many opponents and reach the top eight of the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament. Yamcha also passed all the way and entered the top eight finals.

Different from the audition competition, the venue for the quarterfinals has changed from indoor to outdoor, and the area of ​​​​the arena has also become larger.

Leiyin and Little Wukong also found Master Wutian, Bulma, and Puer.

"Ha, we meet again."

Greet each other upon meeting.

I have to say that Bulma has become more feminine after not seeing her for such a long time. Kame Sennin, who is a ten thousand year LSP, has been looking at her.

Bulma asked: "Kamesenren, where do you live now? We went to the island to look for Lei Yin and Little Goku, but we couldn't find them either."

Turtle Immortal replied: "Oh, in order for Wukong and the others to concentrate on their practice, we often go to nearby big islands. Let's not mention these things for now. Regarding the two of us traveling alone, have you considered...ah! "

Before Kame Sennin could finish his words, Bulma took out a sledgehammer from a universal capsule and hit him hard on the head, smashing him into pieces.

Bulma said with an angry face: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will change it to a hammer next time."

As a famous martial artist, Kame Sennin is good at everything, but it is this shortcoming that makes his whole personality look a bit wretched. As the saying goes, ‘No one is perfect’, this may be the truth.

"Little Wukong! It's so great to finally meet you!" With the previous experience of not knowing each other, Oolong seemed very excited after seeing little Wukong and went over to hold his hands.

"Yes Oolong, are you okay?" Little Wukong also looked very happy.

Bulma came over to take a look at the majestic and extraordinary Lei Yin, and was inevitably a little moved in her heart: "Lei, Lei Yin, how are you?"

Lei Yin smiled and said: "I am living a good life, and you are here too."

Bulma nodded slightly, her face flushed slightly, and she thought to herself: If there was no Yamcha, would Leiyin and I... What were we thinking about?

Oolong seemed a little excited and said, "You and Lei Yin are both contestants, right? Have you seen Yamcha?"

Hearing this, Little Wukong nodded and said, "I saw it. He had short hair at first, and I didn't even recognize him. By the way, this is Klin, and he and I both learned martial arts from Teacher Wu Tian."

"Hello everyone!" After hearing his friend introduce himself, Klin waved his cute little hand to greet everyone.

Bulma asked again, "How was your game?"

Leiyin replied: "Little Wukong, Krillin and I have all entered the quarterfinals, and by the way, Yamcha has also entered."

Hearing this, Bulma looked happy and said, "Ha, you are all so awesome."

What everyone may not have noticed is that Kame Sento pushed up his glasses with a proud look on his face. I was thinking: They must be powerful. Krillin and Little Wukong are both my direct disciples. Although Lei Yin is not considered my disciple, he can also be considered as my martial arts instructor of Kame Senryu.

At this time, a broadcast was heard in the competition venue informing everyone: "The quarter-finals of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament will begin soon. Please gather the top eight players at the Martial Arts Temple!"

"Are we about to start?" Little Wukong murmured, climbing directly to the top of the wall, trying to climb directly over the Martial Arts Temple from here.

There is a high wall separating the inside and outside of the venue. It is indeed a shortcut to climb over here.

Seeing this, five black lines appeared on Lei Yin's head: "Isn't it good for us to go directly through the main entrance? It seems that we are not in good standing."

"Never mind it, wouldn't it be great if you can get over there?" Yamucha said, playing the role of a gentleman on the bridge and climbing over the wall.

"There's really nothing I can do against you." Lei Yin shrugged, showing a wry smile, and then he jumped several feet high and jumped directly over.

Even if you are climbing over the wall, you must do it in an orderly manner.

Looking at Lei Yin's passing back, Bulma fell into a brief thought, but was quickly interrupted by Poole's words: "Hey? Where did Kame Sennin go? He is not a contestant either? "

Budo Temple is not far from the final stage. Every year, the top eight players gather here and draw lots to regroup for the next round. This has become a tradition.

Seven people gathered together, including an earthling in the shape of a dinosaur, a monk in a turban, and an old man with white beard and hair.

Suddenly, everyone smelled an extremely unpleasant smell, which scared little Wukong and immediately covered his nose.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Get out of my way!"

A shirtless, fat and muscular man swaggered over. His hair was extremely disheveled, his body was covered with countless dirt, and there were many flies lingering around him. Wherever he walked, there was a stench.

As long as he passed by, no one dared not to give way.

After he walked past everyone, the smell around him became slightly better. Even Lei Yin was a little frightened when he saw such a person this time.

Little Wukong also looked frightened and asked: "Then, who is that guy?"

Yamcha seemed to know something about him and said: "He is a very scary person with very scary tricks. The most terrifying thing is the smell on his body. He has never taken a bath since he was born. Due to the smell, It’s so touching that people can’t help but hold their noses wherever he is, so he attacks when the other person is not paying attention.”

It seemed that Yamcha had attended a martial arts competition before and met this person.

Although the man was some distance away from them at this time, Little Wukong still covered his nose tightly and said, "My nose is as sharp as a dog's. I really can't bear it."

Over at the workbench, the host asked the contestants to gather at his side, but when the smelly man passed by, he covered his nose and asked him to stop somewhere else.

The host was also very dedicated. Even though there was a very uncomfortable smell in the air, he still bucked up and conducted the drawing of lots for everyone in an orderly manner.

Everyone lined up and drew lots one after another. This man, who had never taken a bath since birth and was full of stench, was named Bartlian. Due to his special situation, he was assigned to the first draw. When he drew lots, everyone They all hid far away.

Bartlian was drawn with the second pick and naturally participated in the first of these four games.

The man who looked like a monk wearing a turban was named Namu. He got the sixth pick, the third game.

The dinosaur-shaped Earthling is named Geelong, and he is number eight, the last scene.

Yamcha is No. 3, the second game.

Seeing that most of the digital signs had been taken away, when he read Klin's name, his heart was in his throat——