021, Martial Arts Hall

After signing a contract with the operator of the world's No. 1 martial arts competition, Zhang Wutian began his busyness.

Because this was originally the path he chose and also the job he liked, he naturally enjoyed it.

Before officially starting work, according to the list of the martial arts competition, Zhang Wutian ran to a place.

"Although I want to give it a compliment, I honestly don't have a good place."

"You're right, my friend, but this is my hometown after all."

Zhang Wutian came to his former opponent, Namu's hometown, at the martial arts competition. He saw Namu and other villagers irrigating the dry earth with water.

Namu happily greeted Zhang Wutian and invited him to visit his home.

After the meal, Zhang Wutian asked in a pyramid-like tone: "Do you want to change the fate of this village? Do you want to let the people in the village live a good life?"

"Do you have a way?"

"Then come with me."

So the assistant coach No. 1 of the martial arts school decided like this.

Zhang Wutian still gave a lot of affirmation of Namu's combat power. Although he was not as good as those of Guixianliu's disciples, for ordinary people, a person who can jump to an altitude of more than 20 meters has a combat power that is almost as good as Superman. It is definitely more than enough to ask him to help teach future disciples.

After attracting talents, Zhang Wutian’s martial arts hall officially opened.

At this moment, the operator of the martial arts competition behind Zhang Wutian began to make efforts to build momentum for Zhang Wutian in all aspects.

Borrowing their power, Zhang Wutian got a chance to go on TV.

Sitting in front of the TV, Bulma, Oolong and Poole were staring at the TV and watching the recorded program.

On the newly built world number one martial arts competition arena, Zhang Wutian solemnly placed a bag in the center of the arena.

From the bag, Zhang Wutian took out a stack of tiles and stacked them one by one.

"That guy, can't he want to break the tiles?" Kobayashi, who was watching TV with Turtle Fairy and Leping on the island of Turtle Fairy, said contemptuously: "If you don't go on a trip with Wukong, you will do this kind of thing. That guy is so boring."

"Before you speak rudely, observe quietly." The Turtle Fairy glanced at Kobayashi and said lightly.

"Haha, what a restless little guy." Fairy Galin, who was also watching TV broadcast, said with a smile.

A total of 15 tiles were stacked, and the height of the tiles almost reached Zhang Wutian's waist. For ordinary people, this is a weight that cannot be broken no matter what.

Zhang Wutian took a deep breath, then raised his right fist and accumulated strength.

From his fist, the camera obviously captured an abnormal light.

The human body has no luminous organs. The glory at this moment makes the audience in front of the TV shout that this is unscientific!

At the same time, this picture also caught the hearts of the audience and made them look forward to subsequent progress.

The light condensed into a stable ball on Zhang Wutian's fist. The next moment, Zhang Wutian roared and punched him.

The tiles were broken and completely turned into dust.

But that doesn't matter anymore. The audience held their breath and looked at the scene on the TV incredibly.

The tiles were once located, with the center of the ring as the center, spreading outwards from a 5-meter range, and all turned into a huge pit.

The arena of the martial arts competition was once again affected, as if it was smashed by a meteorite, and a circular meteorite crater was left on the ground.

Zhang Wutian stood in the middle of the pit, with a trace of halo remaining in his hands.

The legend was born like this.

People couldn't help but make a sensation. Many people questioned that Zhang Wutian had buried explosives under the ring. Zhang Wutian's answer was very simple. He ran to the yard of the questioner's house and came on the ground. After going back and forth five or six times, the whole world was boiling.

When Zhang Wutian’s martial arts hall officially opened in Xidu, it was a scene of crowds and surging surging.

"Master Wu Tian, ​​please accept me as your disciple!"

"Master Zhang, please let me be your disciple!!"

In addition to those who want to become disciples, more people come to challenge Zhang Wutian.

"I am Dan from the eastern city. You are very arrogant recently. The martial arts industry does not need an actor like you. Let me tell you what a real martial artist is!"

“Ola Ola Ola!!!”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

The previous one was the roar of the boxer when he hit Zhang Wutian.

The next sound was the scream of the boxer being knocked away by Zhang Wutian with his head down and piercing into the ground.

"I am Shagate from Tai Village, Zhang Wutian, come and fight me!!"

"Tiger!!!"

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

"I am a wandering martial artist Long. I hope to find the real meaning in the battle. Please advise, Master Zhang."

"Hadu and!!"

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

"Hahaha, come and be my Vega's subordinate. In return, I can spare you!"

"Electricity!"

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

After experiencing challenges and tests from people from all walks of life, Zhang Wutian's status in the world's martial arts world was completely stable. In the eyes of the world, he became the real world number one, and the number of disciples reached 10,000 in just one week, and this number was still increasing rapidly. The disciples had to enter the martial arts hall in batches for study.

Of course, Zhang Wutian also made a fortune because of this.

"In short, this is the situation for the time being. In the future, I will find talents who are truly suitable for martial arts from these disciples and let them become inner disciples."

In Xidu, at the home of Miss Bulma, who has now become a neighbor, Zhang Wutian, who came to visit, talked about his plan while drinking juice.

"You have really started an amazing career. Recently, there are news about you on TV. Is it okay to be lazy when you come to my house? What should I do if I work in the martial arts school?"

"Haha, the employee I'm looking for is very dedicated. I'll send him a big red envelope when I go back."

In the martial arts hall, in front of the dense disciples, Mu Zheng taught the secrets of fists and feet in a stern manner.

"You really shouldn't behave like a person. After Leping comes back from the old lady Turtle Fairy, he will ask him to work there too. Ask him to do more, he will always go out and get involved in the trouble."

"I'm worried that he will seduce my female disciple."

"He dares!!" Miss Bulma glared at her eyes, looking like a savage girlfriend.

The martial arts school is becoming increasingly popular, Zhang Wutian's career is booming, and the number of disciples is increasing. The tuition fees paid are enough to allow him to build a house comparable to the Bulma family in the central area of ​​Xidu. At the same time, as long as this strength is still there, his status will not be shaken.

When everything was on track, news about Sun Wukong came from the Bulmatt-made tomato mobile phone.
Chapter completed!