Chapter 389 The Game Begins!

The next day, there were supposed to be two games on the schedule. Because Tianjin Fan abstained, Klin was directly sentenced to give birth and won the third place.

"You actually gave up right away?"

"It shouldn't be. Based on his performance yesterday, he may not lose!"

"Yeah, I feel like Tianjin rice is better than Little Baldhead!"

"Tch, I gave up before I even fought..."

"What a personality! It must be because he only sees the championship and doesn't care about anything else!"

"He's the type of real man who says, 'If you lose the championship, it means nothing'! Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's annoying, and it makes people even more fascinated..."

The absence of Tianjin fans caused heated discussions among the audience... People gathered online, in person, in front of the TV, and in the squares outside major outdoor screens, all discussed this matter. The best martial arts club in the world has been around for hundreds of years. , no one has ever abstained from the finals.

Klin curled his lips. After winning the third place, he walked down the ring and returned under the gaze of the crowds of people around him. He whispered: "He is really a guy who causes trouble for others..." Although he could get the third place directly. , but in the end it was obtained out of thin air, which will inevitably cause controversy.

But... soon, people's attention shifted.

"Then, due to Tianjin Fan's abstention, the third place match ended early... Next, let us directly enter the last match of the day, which is also the last showdown of the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament! From Martial Arts The boy who is a disciple of Immortal, Sun Wukong player, and Piccolo player whose origin is a mystery, what kind of sparks will the two people collide with? And who will win the final championship? "

“Let’s welcome them onto the field!!”

The host shouted hoarsely into the microphone, and his passionate voice echoed in every corner of the conference venue.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!" The cheers and applause of the audience were boiling.

This boiling heat increased to a higher level when Piccolo, dressed in white robe, flew down from the sky. I have to say... Although it is basically unintentional, Piccolo's behavior is still very fashionable, and the second generation of the little devil is very powerful.

"Wukong, come on, don't lose to that guy who looks like he needs a beating!" Klin walked towards Sun Wukong who came out from the backstage. He didn't think about his miserable third place and cheered for this good buddy. If Wukong participates for the first time, If you can win the championship in the martial arts tournament, it will definitely shock your eyes!

"Haha, it's a bit difficult! But I won't lose!" Sun Wukong smiled and high-fived Klin.

As Sun Wukong walked toward the Broken Mountain Arena, the surrounding crowds of people burst into even more enthusiastic cheers, one after another like a tidal wave, threatening to submerge the entire venue...

The young man with short black curly hair sitting in the crowd in the auditorium, also known as Satan, exclaimed: "It's really scary how popular... this Sun Wukong!"

The audience next to him, friends from the martial arts association at this gathering, clapped their hands and said with a smile: "After all, he is the apprentice of Wu Xianren! We have not caught up with the age when Mr. Sun Wufan became famous, and witnessed the rise of Sun Wukong. , it’s also very meaningful!”

Other people who came to watch the game also nodded in agreement!

The apprentice of Wu Xianren... becomes famous all over the world and becomes one of the best in the world. That is a sure thing! What's more, this Sun Wukong is the grandson of Sun Wuhan, so it's hard not to become a peerless master!

Although there are other star players in this martial arts tournament, such as Krillin, Tianjin Fan, and Piccolo... But if you really want to count them all, none of them can compare with the popularity of Sun Wukong! Even if the above factors are put aside for the time being, Sun Wukong is also an "old player" who has become famous in the last martial arts tournament. Naturally, his popularity is not comparable to that of rookies like Krillin.

Remembering Bulma's instructions, Sun Wukong waved friendly hands to the surrounding audience. His innocent smile was captured by the camera, and the whole audience suddenly became more enthusiastic!

"It's so noisy..." he muttered, jumping onto the ring.

Sun Wukong took steps on the Broken Mountain. Piccolo lowered his arms that had been arrogantly folded on the opposite side. His fingers with sharp nails moved. He laughed evilly: "I can finally defeat you with my own hands, Sun Wukong..."

"That's not necessarily true...I won't lose so easily!" Sun Wukong chuckled and stood still to confront Piccolo.

"Looking at your face, I'm filled with the urge to beat you!" Piccolo sneered and swept towards Sun Wukong with great momentum.

"You want to beat... that Kakarot guy! I won't let him go... because I want to fight you too!" Sun Wukong moved his neck, stretched his arms, pressed his fingers, and stretched his arms. He pressed his legs sideways, jumped on the spot with his ankles, and said with a carefree smile. At the same time, the truth invisibly spurted out from his body, colliding with Piccolo's.

"You've become a lot stronger!" Sun Wukong's eyes were bright and he showed his usual starting position.

"Hmph..." Piccolo also raised his hand and raised the corners of his mouth.

Krillin's games were all over. He looked for Bulma, Hathaway, Son Gohan, Wu Tian, ​​Tsurumi, and Tenjin Fan, and found that they were all in one part of the auditorium. Miraculously, there was no sign of any anger. The audience disturbed them... probably because of Master Wutian's magic.

"Come on, Wukong!" Bulma was sitting next to Hathaway, shouting to cheer for Sun Wukong, "You must not lose to that guy with a bad face!"

A guy with a bad face? I am a Namekian, so I am born with this complexion, okay... Clinton was speechless, nodded to Tianjin Fan, Sun Wufan, and Hathaway who looked at him, and sat down on the cloth. Next to Sun Wuhan beside Ma.

Speaking of which...

Klin's eyes couldn't help but look at Tsurumi who was sitting next to Wu Tian. This person...this Uncle He, did he look a little younger? He and the master should be the same age, and he did look like an old man with gray hair yesterday... It's not that Tsurumi is suddenly young today, but the spirit that comes out is a little different from yesterday.

Did even the kid Klin see it... Sun Wuhan glanced at Klin, scratched his white beard, and thought to himself, since his master used the dragon ball to connect his life to his master's wife that night, It's a little more humane.

It was as if, starting from that night, Master made the decision to "preserve the human nature that he considers to be beautiful."

…

"So... the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, the championship and runner-up finals, now... begins!!"

The sound of a gong resounded throughout the venue, and the crowd of spectators surrounding it suddenly became even more excited, as if a tsunami was coming! (To be continued.)