Chapter 35 The Disappearing Opponent?

In this way, Cheng Long defeated Klin with his superb martial arts and entered the finals.

Backstage at the arena.

When Klin woke up again, he felt sore all over his body.

Cheng Long walked over slowly and said, "This shows that your practice is far from enough."

Yamcha walked up to him and said, "Mr. Cheng Long, your martial arts are so strong. If I guess correctly, you must be Master Wu Tian."

Hearing this, Little Wukong was suddenly startled: "Huh?"

Klin's face was full of doubts: "Is he Teacher Wu Tian?"

Little Wukong continued: "Yamucha, don't talk nonsense, Grandpa Wutian has hair!"

Cheng Long said impatiently: "You are really annoying."

Yamcha explained: "You are confused, he can wear a wig, old gentleman, I'm sorry!" As he said this, he actually reached out to pull Cheng Long's hair to prove his suspicion.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Cheng Long covered his hair and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

But after scratching for a long time, nothing was found.

Yamucha couldn't help but be stunned.

"It hurts!" Cheng Long complained loudly, covering his head.

Yamcha paused, then said: "I, I know! Your hair is real, you usually wear a bald headband!"

Cheng Long's head grew larger, his teeth became sharper, and he said in a broken voice: "Have you ever heard of hair condoms for bald heads?!"

Yamcha thought for a moment, turned around and said, "Little Wukong, isn't your nose very good? You should be able to smell Master Wutian's scent, right? Come and try it!"

Hearing this, Little Wukong really came over and started sniffing with his little nose.

But at this time, Cheng Long showed off another wave of cool moves. He turned around and sprayed some perfume on his body with lightning speed. Little Wukong suddenly felt a pungent sensation.

In this way, he naturally couldn't smell anything.

While a few people were chatting, the host outside announced the start of the second semi-final and invited the contestants to come on stage.

Klin touched his head: "Hey, little Wukong, isn't it you and Brother Leiyin in the second game?"

"Yes, where did Brother Leiyin go?" Little Wukong also looked around.

Cheng Long said: "You are talking about the young man who came with you, right? I haven't seen him since just now. It's really strange. Why is she so uninterested in such a big game?" He said this in his heart. But he thought: Lei Yin, where did your kid go? If he doesn't show up again, he will really be anxious to death.

The host once again called the names of the two contestants, and Little Wukong had no choice but to go on stage first.

Lei Yin still didn't appear.

The host said: "According to the regulations, if the game exceeds one minute and the player still does not show up, it will be deemed as a forfeit, and you, Little Wukong Player, can win directly."

Although this matter was very beneficial to Little Wukong, he did not want to surrender without a fight. He shouted Lei Yin's name in the ring.

One minute passed quickly, and the host immediately announced that Little Wukong was the winner.

Naturally, Little Wukong was unhappy with such a victory. He said to the host: "Can you wait a moment for Brother Leiyin? He hasn't fought me yet."

After hearing this, the host pushed up his glasses and said: "It seems that you have a good relationship in private, but a game is a game, and we have our own rules. Please abide by the rules of the game."

"Okay then." Although little Wukong won the game, there was no sense of victory at all in this one.

At this point, the 21st Martial Arts Conference has produced the last two strong men. Half an hour later, the finals will be held.

Unexpectedly, while waiting for the finals, Lei Yin came back.

"Brother Leiyin, where have you been? We have been waiting for you for a long time. Because you did not come to participate in the competition, the host announced that you had abstained." Klin said to Leiyin truthfully.

Little Wukong said: "Yes, yes, winning this game is really disappointing."

Lei Yin smiled and said: "Everyone, I'm really sorry. I was really hungry before the competition. I ate something and it seemed that I had eaten something bad. I had a stomachache and I just got better. Little Wukong, I'm really sorry."

"Huh? At this time..." Yamcha on the side was a little confused.

Cheng Long said: "We have already reached the semi-finals, but something like this happened. It is really a pity."

The smile on Lei Yin's face continued: "There is nothing we can do about it. I also want to compete with you, but I can only wait until next time. But from another perspective, this is God's favor for you. Little Wukong, it means you should have won this game."

Lei Yin's deception caused little Wukong to fall into a brief confusion.

"Dear viewers, the decisive moment has arrived! The finals of the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament are about to begin! Is the champion this time Mr. Cheng Long with unfathomable strength, or the young but powerful Wukong? Where are the players?”

While everyone was talking, the host outside took the microphone and said loudly.

Leiyin patted Little Wukong on the shoulder and said, "Come on."

The reason why Lei Yin did not participate in the semi-finals was naturally not because he had a stomachache, but because he gave it to Little Wukong. Firstly, if he really fought against Little Wukong, he would seem to be a bit ungrateful. Secondly, he wanted to see How big is the gap between Little Goku and Kame Sennin now.

Little Wukong and Cheng Long walked onto the martial arts arena. After the host announced the start of the game, the two stood opposite each other.

As soon as he came up, Cheng Long's expression became serious and he said, "Boy, I won't show mercy."

Little Wukong also put on an offensive stance and said, "Me too."

"Drink!"

Perhaps because he felt the difference between Krillin and little Goku, as soon as the game started, he took the initiative to attack and charged towards his opponent.

Little Wukong pushed his legs hard and jumped into the air. He seemed to know that the old man was not simple, and wanted to attack him from a special angle to get the upper hand.

Although he didn't know what this kid wanted to do, Cheng Long, as he said, would show no mercy to his opponents. He kicked off the ground, jumped up, and suddenly jumped to the same height as Little Wukong, and then flew He kicked him in the back.

Little Wukong was caught off guard and fell rapidly towards the audience.

Off the field.

Yamcha was immediately shocked: "Oops, little Goku is going to fall out of the field!"

Klin said: "His Somersault Cloud has also been banned from use. What should we do now?"

But when he saw the whereabouts of little Wukong, Cheng Long's face didn't have the joy that others expected. He murmured alone: ​​"It's so stupid, this kid is so careless."

Did Cheng Long win the Budokai finals so easily?