122, the qualifiers gathered by the heroes

When Zhang Wutian held Leping's arm, he used some strength to push Leping's hand back. With Zhang Wutian's current strength, it was easy to do this, but the result was beyond Zhang Wutian's expectations. He and Leping briefly confronted each other in the air, but no one could do anything to each other. In the end, Leping pulled his hand back by himself.

This is certainly because Zhang Wutian only put in a little effort, but even so, he can have a brief confrontation with Zhang Wutian, whose combat power reached 20,000 two years ago, so Leping's strength must not be slighted.

If this is the case, it may not have attracted Zhang Wutian's attention. At most, Leping's strength has increased significantly in the past two years, but surprising things are still ahead.

In the past two years, Zhang Wutian has been practicing the gods, blocking his qi in his body and preventing him from leaking out at all. This is a very common state for gods. Now Zhang Wutian can barely do this without fighting. When he was confronting Leping, because he used some strength, the breath in his body naturally leaked out. However, neither Zhang Wutian nor Sun Wukong could feel his aura from Leping.

"I have a bad premonition, Leping looks like..." Although he has strong power, he has no breath at all. Such Leping couldn't help but make Zhang Wutian frown. He obviously thought of some characters in the original work...

Bulma's eyes were red. She was a very strong girl, but it was too much for the girl to be exposed by her ex-boyfriend in public.

Faced with such a Bulma, Zhang Wutian was speechless for a moment.

To be honest, it is obviously impossible to say that Zhang Wutian has no intention of Bulma, but Zhang Wutian has never had the idea of ​​Bulma. He has already had Wukong. For Bulma, Zhang Wutian always maintained the way of getting along with friends in the fight and quarreling, and had no intention of going further. After all, they also have a boyfriend.

Now, when Leping left, Zhang Wutian found that he didn't know how to face Bulma.

"It's easier to practice in the temple. I began to understand the thoughts of those who are escaping from the world..." Zhang Wutian couldn't help but sigh so much.

On this side, Zhang Wutian was in various troubles, and on the other side, the people from the Hexianliu were shocked.

"What's going on with the breath just now? Is that his real power?"

Feeling the aura that Zhang Wutian accidentally leaked just now, Tao Bai's face turned pale as white as a white board.

"As it turns out, that guy really hides his strength. It's just that. I have worked hard for three years to fight against such an opponent. I will never fail again this time." Unlike Tao Baibai's panic, TJ Fan secretly made up his mind, but he didn't know that he felt only a small part of Zhang Wutian's power.

So the competition for the world's No. 1 martial arts competition began in this strange atmosphere.

In the qualifiers, Tao Baibai first met King Chaiba.

"The world's number one killer Tao Baibai? I've heard of you." After all, Chaiba Wang, who was considered an old generation of martial artists, naturally knew that the killer Tao Baibai's name was.

"Hehe, fortunately you just heard of me. If you had seen me, you would have been dead long ago." Tao Baibai sneered disdainfully. Now he was eager to find someone to establish his confidence.

The game then began. King Chaiba's eight-handed fists were more sharp than three years ago. However, he was only the first to see the qi path and was obviously not a match for He Xianliu. Tao Baibai easily cracked his moves, went straight behind King Chaiba, and gave King Chaiba a heavy blow.

King Chaiba fell into a coma on the spot. Looking at King Chaiba who was lying on the ground unconscious, Tao Baibai sneered and said, "Good, this is a martial arts competition. You are the first person to die after fighting with me."

"TJ Fried." Sun Wukong came to TJ Fried, who was watching the uncle fight. The two had fought at the previous martial arts competition, so at least they had a little intersection.

"Sun Wukong, what's wrong?"

"The evil and murderous aura on your uncle's body are so strong." Sun Wukong frowned and said, "You and He Xianren are good people, why are there such uncles?"

"This is our Hexianliu's internal affairs, you don't have to worry about it." TJ Fan said coldly.

Then Tao Baibai walked over and saw Sun Wukong, he couldn't help but look up and down.

"A little girl from Guixianliu, are you here to find our A Tian? Hahaha, the next generation of Guixianliu is really interesting."

Tao Baibai seemed to have misunderstood something, but Sun Wukong did not hear the misunderstanding. He understood Tao Baibai's words from the literal meaning, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Why is he so kind to me? Is he actually a good person? Did I misunderstand him?" I always felt that Tao Baibai didn't seem to be hostile to him, but instead showed a faint closeness. Sun Wukong reflected on it and felt that he should not look at others in his first impression. Perhaps this uncle from He Xianliu is actually a good person who is not very good at getting along with others.

On the other side of the ring, Le Ping defeated his opponent with an expressionless move and knocked him out in the ring.

"Player Leping won!!" the referee whispered from the sidelines.

Even if he won, Leping did not show any smugness on his face. He walked out of the ring with a gloomy face.

In the distance, someone hidden in the shadow watched Leping's performance coldly. When Leping's battle ended, he turned to look at Sun Wukong in the distance with a cold look.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt a chill on his back. She turned her head suddenly, but found nothing.

"Strange, is it an illusion?" Sun Wukong scratched his head and said to himself in confusion.

Retracting his gaze, someone in the shadow flew into the crowd...

"Explode and kick!!" The high shout of a contestant came from some ring.

With a blow kick, his opponent was kicked out of the ring.

"Haha, I, Mr. Satan, are the real world champion. Zhang Wutian, wait for me to challenge you!!"

The guy who won the victory, the player who claimed to be Mr. Satan, made a declaration of victory arrogantly and relied on the ring to make a series of winning postures. He stopped his movements until the unbearable referee asked him to leave.

"Haha, do you want to challenge Zhang Wutian with that kind of strength? You are really a guy who is not self-aware, just like Pampt in the last session." Kobayashi couldn't help but speak, watching Mr. Satan's performance.

However, his smile only lasted for a moment and disappeared. Leping was his brother, but it became more and more strange recently and had a huge hostility towards Zhang Wutian. The bystander Qing, Kobayashi and Leping were different. He knew that Zhang Wutian really had no meaning to Bulma. The person that guy liked was Wukong. Because of this, Kobayashi felt more and more embarrassed.

"Leping has lost his mind. I hope he doesn't do too much. For Wukong's sake, Zhang Wutian should show mercy to the men of Gui Xianliu..." With a lot of worries, Kobayashi came on stage. He just looked bitter and absent-mindedly knocked his opponent off the ring.
Chapter completed!