Chapter 94: 723 Points!

In the house behind the high platform, the big bear was beating the sandbag angrily.

"Mr. Bear, Masked Superman is here."

"Oh!" Big Bear's eyes lit up, he stopped hitting and rushed out of the door leading to the high platform, just in time to see Sun Wuben walking up the high platform and coming to the boxing ring.

"I hope I won't break the boxing machine." Sun Wuben squatted slightly, gently raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and made a preparatory movement for fear of breaking things.

"What is he doing?"

"Do you want to lightly tap the boxing target with your finger?"

"This posture, even mosquitoes can't die!"

Everyone looked at Sun Wuben suspiciously, and the big bear at the door was also confused. At this moment, Sun Wuben slightly stretched his index finger forward and tapped the boxing target.

"Top!"

As if the boxing target had been hit hard by a huge fist, it sank deeply into it, and at the same time, the number on the scorer on the boxing machine display grew crazily.

"How can it be?"

"Didn't he just lightly tap the boxing target?" Everyone looked at the boxing target that seemed to have suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, kept shaking, and was deeply sunken, and then looked at the boxing target that showed the score.

100!

200!

300!

...

The number grew wildly, and stopped at the number 723 in the blink of an eye.

"Seven...seven hundred and twenty-three?" The host's hesitant voice sounded, and all around were staring at the number on the boxing monitor on the high platform.

Sun Wuben withdrew his finger.

"Fortunately, the boxing machine was not broken." Sun Wuben jumped off the high platform and walked to Gao Yaqing's side.

"You...you..." Gao Yaqing looked at Sun Wuben, her pure and beautiful eyes popped out, "You just used..." Gao Yaqing imitated the movement of Sun Wuben's finger pointing just now, "just like this So you scored a high score of over 700?"

"Didn't you see it, it's okay, it's nothing." Sun Wuben smiled.

"It's nothing? Big Bear just hit 113. You hit more than 700 with such a light touch, and you still say it's nothing?" Gao Yaqing, who had always been calm, grabbed Sun Wuben's chest clothes and shouted. reacted—

"What the hell, that Superman just pointed his finger at the target."

"Score 723 with one click!"

"Professional fighters only scored 113 points, so it can't be said that he is a real superman!"

...

Of course, many people who watched the last martial arts tournament became excited. "Haha, I knew it, I knew it would be like this. In the last session, Jackie Chan, Sun Wukong, and Kelin were the ones who are strong. If they are allowed to fight, the boxing machine can be broken."

...

The big bear at the door could swallow duck eggs with its mouth wide open.

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible! It must be a hallucination, no, it doesn't count, this time it doesn't count!" Big Bear gradually roared out the voice in his heart, and saw him rushing out the door and onto the high platform.

"No, no, I suggest to start over. This time, the boxing machine is broken. Otherwise, how could it be possible to score such a score with just one click? You must change to a boxing machine and start over again, otherwise it will be unfair to other players." Big Bear Roar again and again.

"Right."

"Things are too unreasonable!"

"Perhaps the machine is broken."

"It's really unfair!" Some people also started talking, and there was a commotion at the scene. The host wiped the sweat from his forehead and said into the microphone: "Everyone, the boxing machine broke down just now, so the preliminary selection is temporarily suspended. We will ask someone to fix the boxing machine soon. As for the masked Superman contestant The grades..." Before he could finish speaking, a big hand grabbed the microphone in his hand.

"Scores don't count, of course, you have to retest, retest!" Daxiong shouted into the microphone, and looked at Gao Yaqing with a sneer.

Gao Yaqing frowned, and looked at Sun Wuben apologetically: "I'm sorry, I got you into trouble."

"It's just a jumping clown." Sun Wuben patted Gao Yaqing's hand, and then walked up to the high platform, "I said, Mr. Big Bear, if you say the machine is broken, it will break. If you have the ability, you can score a score of 700?"

"It's not easy!"

Da Xiong threw the microphone into the host's hand, and punched the boxing machine without saying a word. The numbers scrolled quickly and finally stopped at the number 105.

The surroundings were quiet again, no doubt that the number of blows by Big Bear was normal. Although it is said that the big bear scored 113 points before, the power of hitting is not the same every time, and it is normal to have a difference of about 10 points.

Big Bear's face turned red.

Unbelievably, he hit the target hard again, this time it was 106.

quiet!

It's all quiet! The air seemed to freeze.

Sweat welled up on Big Bear's forehead.

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly Big Bear laughed loudly, "I just said that the machine is broken, you see... these two numbers are seven or eight points smaller than the ones I typed before, which is not very reasonable, but this machine is always good It’s broken from time to time and must be repaired properly, but I think the score of Mr. Masked before counts, haha, counts, after all, luck is also a kind of strength, hahahaha, this time the preselection will be interrupted first, interrupt, and repair the machine before proceeding ..."

After Daxiong finished speaking, he strode towards the back door: "I still have something to do, so I'll go first." The figure disappeared in the doorway in an instant.

"For the sake of rigor and fairness, the pre-selection is temporarily suspended, and the machine is repaired first." The host said that someone had already come to repair the machine. I met three strange people in green clothes with a big "crane" embroidered on their chests.

"I thought who it was, isn't this Gui Xianren?"

"Hmph, what, so it's the Crane Immortal!" Gui Xianren and Crane Immortal looked at each other without showing any weakness, with sneering smiles on their faces. Yamucha, Boulma, Kelin, and blonde Lanqi looked at the Tianjin rice and dumplings standing behind the Crane Immortal.

The cool Tianjin rice with three eyes, a sinister smile, and the dumpling with pale skin like a little doll are not a kind person at first sight.

Buma leaned closer to Yamcha: "I have a bad feeling!"

"I heard a very stupid rumor." Immortal Crane smiled evilly and said to Immortal Gui, "I heard that your disciple was too prominent in the last World No. 1 Martial Arts Conference."

"So what?" Guixian said proudly.

Crane Immortal smiled coldly: "This means that this conference has fallen. I think it is necessary to let everyone know what the real martial art is. So I brought my apprentice over to participate in the competition. Sorry, the champion must be my apprentice Take it away. Before you lose face, run away with your tails in your arms."

"Hahaha, are you telling a joke?" Gui Xianren laughed loudly, "It's a pity, you are still the same."

"What? You bald-headed stinking turtle."

"Stop rambling, you half-assed old man."

Gui Xianren and Crane Immortal rushed towards each other, then glared at each other with their necks outstretched like angry fighting cocks, as if they were about to strike at the next moment. On the other side, Tianjin Fan stared at Yamucha fiercely, while Jiaozi took a fancy to Kelin with great interest. The war seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

"Let's go!" Immortal Crane suddenly straightened his back, turned and left with his hands behind his back, "Stop wasting time with these idiots. Let's fight each other during the competition!" He said and walked into the gate of the Martial Arts Conference.

"These people are my biggest opponents in the martial arts conference?" Tianjin Fan's eyes flashed with interest, and he turned and walked into the gate with Jiaozi.

Only then did everyone relax, and Yamucha looked at Guixianren: "Who is that old man with strange hair?"

"He's called Crane Immortal, and he's a nasty rival." Turtle Immortal said flatly.

"That's not important! There is only one minute left!" Oolong cried.

"I can't help it." Yamcha shouted to Poole, "Pole, you can become Wukong and sign up for him! Why isn't this kid here yet?"

"yes!"

At this moment, the blond Lan Qi let out a 'huh' and looked in one direction: "Wait a minute, he's coming!"

"coming?"

Everyone was a little puzzled, and even looked towards the end of the street, but there was no sign of Monkey King at all.

A few miles away, a small figure was running towards the direction of the Martial Arts Conference. The speed was so fast that ordinary people could only feel a vague figure, it was Monkey King.

The preliminaries of the world's number one martial arts tournament.

"Okay, the boxing machine has been repaired. Let's continue with the previous preliminaries. The last Masked Superman was No. 102. Next, contestant No. 103 please come on stage, and No. 103 please come up..." One by one, they came to the stage and hit the boxing machine.

"Um?"

If Sun Wuben felt something, he even turned his head to look in one direction. Gao Yaqing noticed it immediately, and couldn't help but look over, and couldn't help opening her mouth.

I saw that the doorway was so green that it was as if the leaves in spring were dyed with juice, and three figures approached. In addition to the green color, the huge Chinese character 'crane' on the chest in front of them was also very eye-catching.

The old man at the front has gray hair that looks like spreading wings, and wears a black hat with a long neck and a crane's head. At first glance, it looks like a crane is sitting on his head.

And behind the old man, there is a young man with three giant hideous eyes, and the other is a little doll wearing a melon skin hat with a pale face that makes people panic.

"These three people are weird!" Gao Yaqing whispered.

"Of course it's strange, that old man is a very famous celebrity." Sun Wuben said and looked away.

"celebrity?"

"He is the Crane Immortal." Sun Wuben said in a low voice.

"Crane Immortal?"

"The world's leading martial arts masters have created the Crane Immortal Style school of martial arts. Speaking of which, my family's martial arts is also inherited from the Crane Immortal Style." Sun Wuben said.

"You don't mean the one written in the book... the legendary Crane Immortal who can fly into the sky?" Gao Yaqing said in surprise, seeing Sun Wuben nodding, she couldn't help being even more surprised, "Is it really him? I thought the book said It’s all made up by novelists, isn’t that a thousand-year-old monster? Can he really fly?”

"He can fly, he can dance in the air. As for the thousand-year-old monster, it is not true, but it is true that he has lived for hundreds of years. The three-eyed man and the little baby behind him are disciples of the Crane Immortal." Sun Wuben and Gao Yaqing were talking. .

On the other side, the Crane Immortal walked towards the high platform with Tianjin rice and dumplings, and soon came to the empty seat next to Sun Wuben and stopped. Tianjin Fan and Crane Immortal just looked at the high platform indifferently.

"Tianjin Fan, the rules say that you have to pass the preliminaries here?" Jiaozi was looking around, and suddenly his eyes fell on Sun Wu himself, who was covered in a masked superman costume, and then Jiaozi's eyes widened.

"you……"

Jiaozi stretched out her short little finger and pointed at Sun Wuben.