Chapter 380 Before the Top 4

"He will never dare to do evil again." Wu Tian drank tea and said this in a very calm tone.

Tsurumi was speechless, sighed slightly, and was relieved. He no longer cared about the Great Demon King Piccolo. On today's earth...even if Wu Tian was not in charge, it was not the Great Demon King Piccolo who could do whatever he wanted.

This is really the prosperous martial arts era that Master expected when he was dying.

In this way, Wu Tian and Tsurumi reminisced about the past.

When these two people met, they would always get angry and argue. After Wu Tian Duo She possessed him, things were much better, but Tsurumi would still choke and make sarcastic remarks. Later, Tsurumi couldn't see him anymore. Under the circumstances of Qing Wutian, He Jian gradually became more and more determined to refuse to admit defeat; but the past two or three hundred years had passed, and now He Jian had nothing but admiration for Wu Tian, ​​his senior brother.

Therefore, the conversation between the two senior brothers at this time was unprecedentedly harmonious.

Even if their identities as martial arts masters were put aside, they were already hundreds of years old and had lost sight of many things.

At that time, Tsurukian acted arbitrarily, helped a bully to do evil, and was taught a lesson by Wu Tian, ​​whose memory was sealed and thrown away to wander... But now, these past events have only been swallowed up, sunk to the bottom of the cup, and swallowed into the stomach. .

Neither of them talked about their apprentices, nor did they deliberately recall the messy past events, they just chatted.

They didn't speak much when they spoke, but they were all-inclusive, giving people the impression that they were not sitting in this humble room, but traveling around the world. A flower, a blade of grass, a touch of clouds and sunset, and a wisp of morning breeze could all be included. They collected them everywhere and entrusted them with their martial arts concepts.

This was the first real communication between the two brothers after they achieved great mastery in martial arts. Both of them were calm and indifferent.

"The game has begun." Hathaway had not disturbed the conversation between the two brothers. Then she suddenly spoke. She operated the bracelet on her wrist a few times, and suddenly a stream of light flew out from it and appeared in the empty seats on the four sides of the table. On the side, a rectangular air screen appears.

"It's no wonder that you can achieve such an unpredictable state today, no wonder... I'm far inferior to you." Tsurumi sighed, already deeply impressed by his senior brother, or in other words, although he had already been impressed by the other's height, But it wasn't until this moment that I truly experienced the shock of the mountain standing tall.

Wu Tian was noncommittal. While sipping tea, he gestured to the green air screen beside him and said, "Let's watch the game."

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The world's best martial arts club is in full swing.

The first round is a knockout round of sixteen to eight.

Sun Wukong, Tianjin Fan, Piccolo, Krillin... those who entered the global stage from the five major competition areas are all eye-catching martial arts masters. After a hundred years of preparation, even the martial arts masters outside the Wusen style generally have good skills, at least above the level of Krillin at the same time as the original work.

The fights were so exciting that all the spectators were filled with adrenaline and excitement.

In the auditorium, Bulma sat next to Sun Wuhan and said with a smile: "Klin, this little bald guy, is playing pretty well!"

In the past, he would always ignore Krillin, of course it was just a little joke to tease his friends. Seeing Krillin performing well on a stage like the World's No. 1 Budokai, blooming brilliantly, and being applauded by the audience, Bulma of course felt sincere. Inner joy.

Sun Wufan smiled: "Master, he has a keen eye, and he has the Midas touch to turn stone into gold. Even a piece of rotten wood can be turned into a good material..." When he spoke, he did not squint and always looked at the venue. The broken mountain arena in the center.

"Gohan... seems to be afraid that you will cause trouble for him later." Hathaway couldn't help but smile. Just now, jarivs cleverly cut the camera to Sun Wuhan and Bu in the audience. On Ma's side, Sun Wuhan's "flattery" was captured.

Wu Tian just shook his head and drank his tea.

Sun Wuhan... Tsurumi stared at the old man in the animal mask in the picture. Of course, the name of this direct disciple of Wu Tian was well known to all martial artists on earth. Tsurumi was no exception, but he had never fought with him. However, he was thoughtful and suddenly asked: "Do you think, me or your disciple, who is stronger or weaker?"

Wu Tian raised his eyes and looked at Tsurumi, thought for a while, and just said: "It's a pity that you won't learn my Wu Xian Fist."

The meaning is already obvious.

Without the Wu Xian Fist, Tsurumi would not lose to Sun Wuhan; but if Sun Wuhan used the Wu Xian Fist, Tsurumi would probably lose to Sun Wuhan.

Tsurumi was noncommittal, lowered his eyes and served the tea, not knowing what he was thinking.

...In the air screen, fierce rounds of competition are still continuing.

"Okay, let us congratulate player Sha Zang for winning the eight-to-four knockout round of the 21st Tenkaichi Budokai Global Finals... the last game! Next, after a short break, let us start to get more intense , a more exciting battle between the top four!"

Because for martial arts masters, long-lasting endurance, continuous explosive power, and the ability to recover physical strength are also part of their own qualities, so the competitions of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association are all round after round, and there will not be a top 16 competition today. Game, quarter-finals tomorrow, semi-finals the day after tomorrow... dragging out the game schedule for several days.

Except for the championship and runner-up games in the finals, all other games are settled in one day.

In the player lounge.

Klin complained endlessly and said: "It's really unlucky...to meet that evil star Piccolo!"

It turns out that his opponent in the semi-finals battle is Piccolo. UU read www.uukanshu.net

The little bald head looked at the corner of the lounge. Piccolo was sitting cross-legged in the air, closing his eyes and meditating. At this time, he was observed by Klin. He also sensed something. He opened his eyes and looked over. He suddenly showed a wicked smile and said a few words silently. , Clinton’s face became even more sad.

"What did he say?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Oh! The debt I incurred before!" Klin really regrets it. Why did he provoke Piccolo in the first place? Now it's fine. The retribution has arrived... When Piccolo just came down the mountain, Klin had made some progress due to his cultivation. Well, I bullied Piccolo very much.

I don’t know how Piccolo grew up. Not only did his figure grow as fast as taking hormones, but his skills grew even faster. Krillin stopped taking the initiative to provoke him long ago, until Piccolo flew away. When he was on Wuxian Island, he almost didn't give Piccolo a chance to retaliate.

But now, there is always no escape.

"Haha, Piccolo is very strong, so be careful!" Sun Wukong laughed heartlessly.

At this time, in another corner, Tianjin Fan closed his eyes and glanced over with the third eye on his forehead. Sun Wukong stopped smiling, turned to look, and met Tianjin Fan's eyes for the third time... Krillin fought against Piccolo in the second game of the semi-finals, and Sun Wukong fought against Tianjin Fan in the third game.

This is also a strong opponent...but I won't lose!

Sun Wukong's fighting spirit was high and his body was already excited. He wished he could run over and fight Tianjin Fan and Piccolo for hundreds of rounds. (To be continued.)