A small figure walked out of the contestant's room not far from the arena. It was a cute little boy with black hair and a red martial arts suit with the word "turtle" on it.
Soon, the little boy arrived in front of the second arena. Then, with a light leap, he jumped onto the arena as well.
"Who wants to fight me? Come on up," Monkey King called out in a crisp voice.
"Contestant Monkey King, please wait a moment," the host said. Then, he added, "Many of you may have noticed that I just said that Monkey King was one of the champions of the last Martial Arts Conference. Many of you may find it strange that there is only one champion in the Martial Arts Conference. I would like to introduce to those who have not watched or heard about the last Martial Arts Conference. The final match of the last Martial Arts Conference was between contestant Monkey King and contestant Kling …"
Julian shuddered, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground.
"Kling?"
Adrian stared at the host on the stage.
The host said, "Both of them are disciples of Master Wu Tian. I don't need to elaborate on how terrifying this battle was. Anyway, it was beyond the imagination of ordinary people …"
The host kept talking. The image of a cunning little monk appeared in Adrian's mind. He shook his head. No, it can't be him. It can't be.
"Brother Adrian, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Liang asked in confusion. He could see that Adrian had lost his composure.
"Well, he just said that other than Monkey King, there was another champion called …" Adrian said.
"Kling. He's a bald little monk," Qiu Liang said with a smile.
"A bald little monk?" Adrian bent down slowly and picked up the cup on the ground. At this time, the host's excited voice sounded, "Let's welcome contestant Kling to be the champion of the third arena."
"Is it him?"
After picking up the cup, Adrian straightened his body and looked in the direction of the contestant's room. He saw a short figure at the door.
"It's him!"
Adrian was excited.
"It's Kling. It must be him!" Adrian's eyes were like lightning. As a martial artist at the Grandmaster level, his eyes were very sharp. Although he was so far away, he could not recognize the wrong person.
"Haha!" Adrian laughed heartily. Although he did not give Krillin much guidance on the path of cultivation, Krillin had paid his tuition fees to learn from him. Furthermore, Krillin had been cultivating in his sword-drawing dojo for a year.
"I actually accepted a disciple of Master Wu Tian." Adrian's face was flushed red as if he was drunk.
"Brother Adrian?" Qiu Liang asked in confusion.
"Haha, Brother Qiu Liang, so the champion of the third arena is this kid. Haha … You don't know this, but this kid has been cultivating at my place for more than a year." Adrian laughed.
"Huh?" Qiu Liang was stunned.
"What did you say, Brother Adrian?"
Adrian was very satisfied with Qiu Liang's shock, "I said, Kling, this child, has been training under my tutelage for more than a year. When I asked him to practice the sword-drawing technique, other people would run away after a month or two. However, he persisted for more than a year without giving up. I said that this kid's perseverance was amazing. I was even considering marrying my daughter to him. However, Xin Jie, Xin Meng, and Xin Yu did not like him very much. Who would have thought that he was … This child, he did not even tell me that he was Master Wu Tian's disciple."
"No way!" Qiu Liang's eyes widened. His face was filled with envy and even jealousy. Of course, he did not suspect that Adrian was lying to him.
"Your luck is really good." Qiu Liang said sourly.
"Haha …" Adrian laughed and stroked his beard. He felt a bit guilty. After all, although Kling was training under his tutelage, in reality, he did not like this sly little monk at all. In fact, he was even a bit angry.
"I really should dig out my eyes. I clearly had a piece of gold in my hands, but I treated it like a worthless rock and threw it away. But it's strange, this kid is Master Wu Tian's disciple. There's no reason for him to be interested in my things. Since he could stay for so long, I'm afraid …" Adrian thought for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "That's right, a boy in his teens is at the age where he's chasing the opposite sex. From his actions, it seems that he's interested in my three girls and my cute and beautiful female disciples …" Adrian thought to himself. Not long after.
"Let the match begin!" The host shouted.
"I'll challenge Tao Baibai!" A 1.5-meter-tall man climbed onto the first arena and took big strides to stand two meters away from Tao Baibai.
"Hokusen-ryu has a great reputation, but I'm not convinced. Tao Baibai, today, in front of the whole world, I'll …" The man shouted. At this moment, his body flew out.
"Bang!"
The man fell heavily to the ground.
"You talk too much." Said Mercenary Tao with his hands clasped behind his back. The surroundings were silent. Mercenary Tao had attacked just now. Apart from Arian, Qiu Liang, and a few other powerful warriors, no one else had seen it. Even Adrian and Qiu Liang only saw Tao Baibai move slightly before the man flew out. They did not see how Tao Baibai made his move or which hand he used to punch.
"This is too scary. This Tao Baibai is so strong that it makes people despair." Adrian was shocked again. "I can't understand why he wants to go on stage. If he goes on stage, no one can compete with him!"
"That might not be the case. The Monkey King and Kling over there are definitely at Tao Baibai's level." Qiu Liang said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Tao Baibai wins. Is there anyone else who wants to challenge him? If you want to challenge him, please do it quickly. If there are no challengers after 15 rounds, then the final battle will be between the three champions … "
"I'll go!" Another man rushed towards Tao Baibai's arena.
"Mr. Tao Baibai, I know I'm not your opponent. Your martial arts have already surpassed the limits of human strength. It's unfathomable. This is not something I can resist …" This man was polite and even flattered Tao Baibai. Tao Baibai's cold face revealed a faint smile.
"Please advise me!" The man bowed and rushed towards Tao Baibai. After three consecutive punches, his body flew out of the arena.
"Three punches is enough. Don't think you can take advantage of me." Tao Baibai said calmly. He then looked around and said, "Next."
"Contestant Mercenary Tao has won again. In addition, if no one challenges Arena No. 2 and Arena No. 3, contestants Goku and Clint 'will directly enter the finals of the main arena …"
"I'll go." A clear voice sounded. A tall and beautiful figure with long hair appeared at the entrance of the contestant room.
"Kling, maybe I'm not your opponent, but I still want to try." Ai Xinjie walked to Arena No.3 and jumped, landing two meters in front of Kling.
"As a descendant of a martial arts family, I've heard martial artists say that the most powerful martial artist in the world is Master Wu Tian. Master Wu Tian's martial arts realm is so high that it's beyond the comprehension of mortals like us. I've been hearing this for more than ten years. However, my father is also the most powerful martial artist in the world. His Sword-Drawing Technique has reached the acme of perfection. Although my Sword-Drawing Technique is not as good as his, it has also reached a terrifying realm. I don't think our martial arts realm is so far away from his." Ai Xinjie's eyes flashed with an unconvinced light.
They were all humans and had to cultivate hard. Why was he so much stronger than her?
Moreover …
She looked at Kling.
"Master Wu Tian is powerful because he has cultivated for hundreds of years. Tao Baibai is also an immortal old monster. Although he's not as old as Master Wu Tian and Tsurugi, he's older than my grandfather. He has cultivated for so many years, so it's normal that I can't compare to him. However, this Kling …"
Images appeared in Ai Xinjie's mind. They were the images that had left a deep impression on her when Kling had come to Stone Rock Island.
"Martial arts cultivation can't take many tricks. This Kling is clearly a little boy who hasn't fully grown up. How many years has he cultivated? Moreover, he actually wanted to ask my father for advice on cultivation. His martial arts realm can't be that high. "
Kling frowned slightly. To be honest, Ai Xinjie's aptitude was very good. Because she was born in a martial arts family, she had cultivated with her father since she was young. Therefore, her martial arts cultivation was the strongest in the Sword-Drawing Dojo. Apart from Adrian, she was the strongest. Therefore, she stood out in the qualifiers and became the only one from the Sword-Drawing Dojo to enter the finals.
However, her level was only at the level of an ordinary Grandmaster. If she was lucky, she might be able to win the championship of the Martial Arts Conference. However, this was without the participation of Yamu Tea, Bora, and the others.
"Ah Ben, do you think she will be very angry that I defeated her?" Kling asked in his heart. Sun Wuben was speechless. "Don't tell me you still want to hit on her? Give up, Ah Lin. Just focus on the competition. Don't think about anything else. " Kling blushed. "Haven't you heard of the saying 'don't put all your eggs in one basket'? This is called casting a wide net. Who told you not to help me hit on a woman?" "What do you know? Falling in love is also a kind of cultivation. Of course, you have to do it yourself. I've already taught you a lot. Otherwise, why would Lanchi be so good to you?" Sun Wuben snorted.
"That's because you have feelings for Lanchi. You're not helping me." Kling snorted.
"Anyway, it's impossible for you to hit on Ai Xinjie. You have no chance with all the beautiful girls in the Sword-Drawing Dojo. Those who are not very good, like Rena, Laureen, and Shanshan, have some hope."
"They're not my cup of tea. Forget it. If you don't help me, I'll do it myself." Kling snorted.
"Eldest Senior Sister." Kling smiled. "In fact, I don't mind giving you the victory in this competition. But even if I lose to you on purpose, you won't be able to get past Wukong. Besides, Wukong won't be able to take even one move from Tao Baibai."
Ai Xinjie's face was a little ugly.
"Clint ', when did I say that I wanted you to give it to me? You must give it your all in this competition. Don't hide any of your strength because this is a competition to prove the martial arts of my Sword-drawing Dojo." Ai Xinjie said coldly, "Unless you want to insult the martial arts of my Sword-drawing Dojo."
"But if I go all out …" Kling had a headache. He didn't need to go all out. He only needed to use one percent of his strength to take down Ai Xinjie in one move.
"Cut the crap. If you dare to go easy on me, I will hate you." Ai Xinjie said in a deep voice. "Because I will never go easy on you."
"Ah Ben, what do you think I should …" "Shut up. It's up to you."
"Kling, let's begin." Ai Xinjie was very excited. If she could defeat Kling, although it didn't mean that she could defeat Master Roshi, it would prove that the martial arts of the Sword-Drawing Dojo had reached a terrifying level. Even if it didn't surpass the Turtle School, it would reach a status comparable to the Turtle School and Hokusen-ryu.
"Wait," Kling shouted.
"What's the matter?"
"Since you want me to go all out, then so be it." Kling turned to look at the host. "Uncle, can you help me break a branch? Just that willow tree. Don't be too thick, just as thick as a chopstick. "
"Break a branch?" The host frowned. "Contestant Kling, weapons are not allowed in the Martial Arts Tournament."
"You think a branch as thick as a chopstick is a weapon?" Kling said with a smile. The host was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted. "That's right. A branch as thick as a chopstick is very fragile. I'm afraid that it will break with just a little bit of force. Moreover, willow branches are soft and can't be used for fighting. But what are you going to use it for?"
"It's very simple. Because that big sister wants Kling to go all out." Monkey King said in a crisp voice. After all, he had just heard Kling's conversation. At this moment, his eyes lit up. "If Kling goes all out, he can flatten a mountain and beat her into a pulp with one punch. I think Kling wants to use a branch as thick as a chopstick to fight. Kling is really too smart.
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