Sun Wuben's punch was extremely fast. Many people did not manage to see his move clearly. All they saw was Ma Xuan being sent flying. Ma Xuan was plastered against the wall for a while before sliding down.
Seeing this strange scene, some people were dumbfounded, especially the reporters who were leaning against the windows of the competition hall. They were there to film the battles of the Singing Deities.
"What's going on?"
"His body was plastered against the wall?"
"Did the Singing Deities attack just now? Did you see that? "
…
"I'll use this attack." Sun Wuben turned around and walked down the ring. "Although it's a big blow to you, I'll let you see what level martial arts can reach. I'll let you see how far a pure Asian can cultivate!"
Ma Xuan fell heavily to the ground. His entire body was numb.
"What's going on?"
Ma Xuan whispered. "Is it an illusion? An illusion. It must be an illusion!" After saying a few words, he roared, "What's going on? I want to fight!" As he said that, he ran towards the ring. Sun Wuben had used a clever move just now, so he did not seriously injure him. At this moment —
"No. 100 wins. No. 101 is eliminated!" The referee's surprised voice rang out.
"Crack!"
As if a bolt of lightning had struck Ma Xuan, his running movements suddenly stopped.
In fact, many people did not see Sun Wuben's punch clearly just now. However, Ma Xuan still saw a little bit of it. It was just that Sun Wuben's punch was too fast. This speed made him feel unreal.
"I've lost?"
"I've lost just like that?"
"I've been eliminated just like that. I've been defeated by a pure Asian novice who dropped out of school and cultivated for one or two years?" Ma Xuan looked at the back of the figure not far away in a daze.
"Next, No. 102 and No. 103, come on stage! Hurry up, hurry up, there's not much time left … "The referee roared. The next match was in progress, and many people were still discussing Sun Wuben's match. In the first arena, Monkey King was up against a giant whose fist was bigger than Monkey King's entire body. Just as all the spectators were marveling at the giant's good luck, the giant threw out a punch. Although this punch was thrown with all his strength, in the eyes of Monkey King, it was as slow as a tortoise. The Monkey King lightly dodged and appeared behind the giant. He stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the giant's body, listlessly calling out, "I'm here."
Monkey King really didn't use any strength. It was really a light poke. He wanted to remind the giant that he was behind him, but he didn't know how terrifying his strength was.
Therefore, when Giant felt a huge force coming from behind him, he couldn't control himself and fell off the stage.
"What happened?"
The surrounding onlookers were sweating profusely. They had no idea what was going on.
"That giant is clumsy. He lost his balance and fell off. That kid is really lucky," some people muttered.
Monkey King looked at his fingers and got off the stage as if he had understood something. As soon as he got off the stage, he said to Kling, "Kling, when you get on the stage later, you'd better be gentle. Try to be as gentle as possible."
Of course, this was useless against Kling.
Soon, Kling got on the stage. Facing the tall and thin monk of Dolin Temple, Kling was so scared that he couldn't even stand properly.
However, Kling realized that this expert's punch was too slow. He was full of doubts and trembling as he dodged the monk's first punch. Only then did he throw a trembling punch. Kling didn't use much strength in this punch because he was nervous. However, the tall and thin monk flew out of the arena as if he had been hit by a train. Not only did he fly out of the arena, but he also crashed through the walls of the arena and some obstacles outside.
Silence!
The entire arena was suddenly silent. Everyone stared at the little guy in the arena and then looked at the wall that had been blasted through.
The competition proceeded in an orderly manner.
"Number 100 wins!"
"Number 1 wins!"
"Number 121 wins!"
Sun Wuben, Kling, and Monkey King defeated their opponents one by one. No one said that Singing Deities was luck anymore. Some people began to stand out and show their powerful strength, especially an old man with white hair and a white beard named Jackie Chan. His strength was not necessarily weaker than Monkey King and Kling. Soon, the preliminaries were over.
"It was too easy. These people are really too weak! Just like Sun Wuben said, I, Kling, can torture them to death with my tongue. "
"I told you, Master Roshi wouldn't lie to us. Look, no one is our match. However, Yamu Tea is also very strong. "
"Haha, Yamu Tea has been training alone in the mountains for a long time."
Monkey King, Kling, and the others walked out. In this preliminaries, Monkey King and Kling won too easily. At this time, the two also felt that their strength had far surpassed most of these so-called martial artists.
Kling's previous decadence, nervousness, and fear were completely swept away.
"As long as my opponent is not Goku, I can keep winning. Goku will be the champion, and I will definitely get second place." Kling was happy in his heart. Kling also noticed another strong opponent, Yamu Tea. Although Yamu Tea was also very strong, Kling did not put him in his eyes.
"Huh?"
Just as they walked to the gate, Kling and Monkey King's eyes widened.
They saw a young man in casual clothes with a big "Goku" character on his chest walk out from the side. The young man was about to greet Monkey King and Kling, but before he could open his mouth.
"Singing Deities!"
"Singing Deities Sun Wuben!"
"Singing Deities Sun Wuben, I like you! I can't sleep at night without you! "
A large group of girls screamed and rushed over. Among them, the fiercest one, who ran at the front, had blue hair, a face full of stars, and a face full of shyness, but her movements were as fast as lightning. It was Buma.
In addition to the girls, a large number of reporters and photographers relied on the strength of the group to rush to the front, surrounding Sun Wuben.
As for Monkey King and Kling, they were directly pushed out of the crowd by these people, blocking them in a corner.
Kling blinked his eyes, and Monkey King also widened his eyes, scratching his head in confusion.
"Teacher Sun Wuben, we didn't see the preliminaries clearly. Now that the top eight are out, can you give us a comment or predict the final results?"
"Teacher Sun Wuben, I saw the list of finalists. As far as I know, Yamu Tea's contestant has challenged everywhere and has never been defeated. Is he the strongest? Contestant Kirang seems to be the strongest among them. I wonder if he will be the champion? "
"Teacher Sun Wuben, this time, there are three dark horses in the top eight. I think you should know who I'm talking about. What do you think of these three people?"
…
Facing the bombardment of questions from the reporters, Sun Wuben was very calm. With a smile on his face, he elegantly answered them one by one.
"Contestants Monkey King, Kling, and Jackie Chan, the so-called first oldest and second youngest, are not dark horses in my eyes. They all have the strength. I already knew this from the moment I entered the competition hall and saw them. You asked me to comment on the top eight finalists, but I won't comment on Barbarian and Lanfang. Yamu Tea is indeed very strong. His level has far surpassed that of a normal martial arts master. He has reached a level that you can't imagine. However, he is still not strong enough. In my opinion, contestants Jackie Chan and Monkey King can defeat him with just the wind from their palms. "
"I'll be serious. I'm not saying this because I'm jealous of how handsome Yamu Tea is. How can he be more handsome than me? Contestant Kirang is indeed very strong. His physical talent is too good, so he has great strength. However, his strongest point is the rubber ring he spits out. "
"Of course, I'm not saying that because I think Kirang is the strongest. In my opinion, even if he uses all his strength, he can only get third place."
"That's right. There are at least two contestants who can defeat him."
"One is old and one is young. The old one is Jackie Chan, and the young one is Monkey King. I don't know if contestant Kling can break free from contestant Kirang's rubber ring, but contestants Monkey King and Jackie Chan can definitely defeat Kirang."
…
Kling and Monkey King squeezed to the other side of the crowd, while listening to Sun Wuben's comments.
"Amazing. This Sun Wuben is really strong!" Monkey King said to Kling. "If those people ask me those questions, I won't be able to answer them. By the way, I heard him say that Kirang and Jackie Chan are very strong."
"Kling, you don't understand. Celebrities are all like this. Sun Wuben is a Singing Deities. Naturally, he has to learn how to face reporters. Don't take what he says seriously, especially his predictions about the competition. Celebrities always have to say something to reporters. It's like this in the entertainment industry," Kling explained. He didn't have much experience, but he was much better than Monkey King.
"Do you mean that just because you're a celebrity, you have to talk nonsense?" Monkey King's face was innocent, and then he frowned. "It's strange. I clearly feel that Sun Wuben is not bad. Why didn't he enter the quarter-finals?"
"Maybe you're wrong," Kling said crisply. At this time, the reporter also asked about this. He and Monkey King pricked up their ears.
"Why didn't I pass the preliminaries? It's actually very simple." Sun Wuben said in a clear voice, "At that time, after my opponent, Barbarian, climbed onto the ring, he stood in front of me and pursed his lips. His cheeks puffed up, and there was a faint gurgling sound. I knew at a glance that he was brewing a big mouthful of phlegm. Once the competition started, this mouthful of phlegm would definitely be spat out at me without any scruples. If it was any other opponent, I would have calmly avoided it. But my opponent was him. I made a prompt decision that I still feel is wise to this day, and that was to give up and admit defeat. "
Monkey King blinked. Barbarian? Spit? Sun Wuben admitted defeat just like that?
"Kling, do you know what's going on?" Monkey King asked.
Kling shook his head. He was also confused. He smiled slightly and said, "Kling, let's leave later. Let's listen first."
"En," Monkey King answered.
"You're asking me why?" Sun Wuben's voice sounded, "I can't explain it, but when you see that person up close, you will know why I made such a wise decision. I think that among the contestants participating in this competition, except for three to five people, almost all of them would directly give up if they encountered such an opponent. "
"Teacher Sun Wuben, is the opponent very strong, strong enough to make you feel despair?"
“NO，NO！ The opponent's martial arts cultivation is not worth mentioning. Saying that his martial arts cultivation is strong is an insult to the word martial arts. In short, if you really want to understand the reason, it's best to personally interview the Barbarian who made me give up. "The opponent Sun Wuben encountered who made him give up and admit defeat was naturally the Barbarian from the original Dragon Ball.
In the original Dragon Ball world, Kling met this Barbarian in the finals of the World Martial Arts Tournament. After that, he was completely unable to make a move. It was not because the opponent was strong, but because the Barbarian was too dirty. His whole body was as dirty as garbage in a garbage dump. He also emitted a dizzying stench, attracting hundreds of flies to circle around him. The stench emitted by the Barbarian even made the host wear a gas mask, and all the audience at the scene pinched their noses.
Of course, in the end, Kling won.
The reason was because Monkey King reminded Kling that he did not have a nose, so he actually could not smell the stench emitted by the Barbarian. All the smell was from Kling's imagination after seeing the filth of the Barbarian's body and everyone's reaction.
Therefore, Kling finally made a move and won the match.
Kling did not have a nose, so he dared to touch the Barbarian. Even if Sun Wuben had a nose, he did not dare to touch the Barbarian's body. After all, he was a public figure with so many female fans. He could not possibly regret his image.
A sudden heavy rain interrupted the finals that were about to begin. It was also because of this that Sun Wuben's prediction of the finals was published on television, the Internet, newspapers, and other entertainment media on the same day.
Many people waited curiously for the God of Song's bizarre and shocking prediction.
It was also on this day that Sun Wuben finished dealing with the reporters and left. The next day, the first match was Kling VS Barbarian. As soon as the match started, Kling understood why Sun Wuben gave up. The reporters and audience also understood why Singing Deities did not pass the preliminaries.
The following matches were almost as Sun Wuben predicted, especially the match between Yamu Tea and the super dark horse Jackie Chan. Jackie Chan only said one sentence, "I'll send you a cool breeze." Then with a wave of his hand, he knocked Yamu Tea out of the arena with just the wind from his palm, which made the audience go crazy.
Since this match, the matches became crazier and crazier.
Especially the match between Monkey King and Jackie Chan. Not only was the entire arena completely destroyed, but Monkey King even turned into a terrifying gorilla. In order to stop Monkey King, Jackie Chan used the Kamehameha Qigong to blow up the moon. It was completely unbelievable that a human's strength could do this.
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