In the afternoon, the quarterfinals of the martial arts tournament officially began. On the martial arts platform, the host held the microphone and announced enthusiastically.
"Sorry for making everyone wait for a long time. Now, the World Martial Arts Tournament, which has not been held for five years, is finally about to begin. This is the 21st session, and martial artists from all over the world have been screened in the morning. The top eight of the tournament have been decided!"
The martial arts platform was more than 30 meters long and wide, and it was paved with special stone slabs. There was a green lawn between the martial arts platform and the wall, which was the place where the staff maintained the order of the tournament.
The entire venue of the tournament was facing the crowd on three sides, blocked by a small brick wall, separating the martial arts platform from the audience. In the middle was a wide martial arts platform, and behind the martial arts platform was a high wall. There was only one entrance, which led directly to the Martial Arts Temple, only for the contestants and staff to enter and exit.
"In the first match, Sun Wukong from the Turtle School will fight against Namo from the southern village! Contestant Monkey King is a disciple of the famous Master Roshi, and contestant Namo has also overcome all difficulties to enter the top eight … "
As soon as the host came up, he introduced the information of both contestants. As the host announced the official start of the tournament, the originally crowded crowd suddenly became noisy. One by one, they rushed to the front of the spectator seats, and the surroundings of the venue were so crowded that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
A blonde little girl holding a balloon looked blankly at the crowd. She wanted to squeeze in to watch the tournament, but the enthusiasm of the adults was not something she could challenge. After squeezing for a long time, she still could not squeeze in. She could only stand at the back and watch foolishly with an unhappy look on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she turned around and left.
On the other side, Bulma and Oolong squeezed to the front of the spectator seats with great effort. Shaya and Nishi Aya slightly glared at the people around them, and suddenly, a breathtaking pressure spread out. The crowd in front consciously made way for them, leaving Bulma and others dumbfounded.
"I don't like crowded environments!" Shaya chuckled, and the spiritual oppression made the people around him not dare to approach at all.
Bulma opened her mouth and said in surprise, "This is unbelievable."
The golden-haired little girl did not go far. When she saw a small path suddenly open up in front of her, she ran over happily. However, when she ran close, an invisible wall suddenly appeared, and the little girl fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Her mouth twitched, and she nearly burst into tears.
"Aiya, how careless. Does it hurt?" Mels turned around and saw a little girl fall to the ground. He pushed Shaya, then helped the little girl up and brought her to the front of the audience.
"Thank you, big sister." The little girl shook her head and shouted excitedly because she could watch the game.
"Bang!"
The host monks hit the gongs with their hammers. The gongs immediately buzzed loudly, signaling the start of the competition.
The Indian-looking Nam's goal in participating in the Martial Arts Competition was to win 500,000 yuan and improve the living conditions of his hometown. Therefore, he entered the competition with the confidence that he would win.
On the martial arts stage, Nam put on an offensive and defensive posture at the start of the competition. After estimating the strength of his opponent and his opponent's posture, Nam took the initiative to attack. He leaned his body forward and suddenly rushed over. In an instant, he was like a flying arrow, as fast as the wind. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Monkey King and swung his leg at Monkey King.
Monkey King tilted his head and watched. His body flickered, and he suddenly jumped seven or eight meters into the air, dodging Nam's attack. Then, his body suddenly rushed to the ground at an unbelievable speed, and he launched a counterattack at Nam.
Nam did not expect Monkey King to move so quickly. His body couldn't help but slow down for a moment. A simple attack had already put him at a disadvantage, and he could only dodge to the side.
Bang! Monkey King's palm hit the ground, making a muffled sound. The stone slabs of the martial arts stage loosened slightly, and a few cracks appeared on them.
Nan Wu was taken aback. He had studied the previous Martial Arts Competitions and thought that it would be easy to win the championship this time. However, this was only the first match of the quarter-finals, and he had already encountered such a strong opponent. He had to be cautious.
Kacha, kacha. After Goku landed on the ground, he twisted one of his hands, and his body suddenly changed direction. It was as if a storm was stirring up a gust of wind, and his entire body disappeared. The strong gust of wind blew up the scattered sand, and the audience had to close their eyes.
"Kakarrot is much stronger than that Nam. There is no suspense in this game." Nishi Aya narrowed her eyes and said with certainty. In half a year, Kakarrot's Kung Fu has improved a lot, but in her eyes, it was still not enough.
Mels smacked his lips. "If he can't even win this kind of game, then Kakarrot is too useless."
Nishi Aya and Mels spoke one after another like martial arts masters. Bulma rolled her eyes. Do they really think they are martial artists?
As they spoke, the situation on the ring changed in an instant.
Bang! Before the audience could react, Nam's body was like a kite without a string. He was hit high by the whirlwind released by Monkey King, and then he flew out of the martial arts stage and fell on the lawn outside the ring.
The audience watched Nam fly out of the ring, and they were stunned. They didn't react for a while. It took a while for them to recover and burst into applause.
"Contestant Nam fell out of the ring, contestant Monkey King wins!"
The first match ended in less than a few seconds, and the audience was still not satisfied. At this time, Master Roshi, who was disguised as Jackie Chan, also found Nam backstage. After asking about the situation, he gave him a Hoi-Poi Capsule to transport water and asked him to go back to solve the drought problem in his hometown.
Next, the second match was between Yamcha and Chiaotzu.
This was another battle where there was a big disparity in strength.
Although Yamcha had trained hard for more than half a year and his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, his opponent was Chiaotzu. Even if he didn't use his superpower, Yamcha was not Chiaotzu's opponent. After all, Chiaotzu had trained with Tien Shinhan for so many years, and he had also trained under the guidance of Mr. Cat. His strength had long surpassed that of his peers.
When the host announced the start of the second match, Yamcha and Chiaotzu walked onto the martial arts stage and then stood on both sides of the martial arts stage.
From the very beginning, Yamcha and Chiaotzu broke out in a fierce battle. Both sides kept attacking each other, and afterimages kept flashing on the arena. Many of their movements were beyond the limits of what an ordinary person could capture with the naked eye. They were fighting with punches and kicks, giving the audience a hearty feeling.
"Ha!"
Yamcha and Chiaotzu attacked each other, and their palms struck each other, producing a loud bang!
The stone slabs under their feet suddenly broke, and the explosive force caused the broken stones to bounce up heavily, splashing in all directions. A whirlwind burst out from the point of impact, blowing up a gust of wind.
Yamcha was unexpectedly sent flying backward, and after spinning several times in the air, he landed on the ground with both hands. Xiu! His body quickly bounced up, and like a swift and fierce cheetah, he swooped down towards his opponent, launching a new round of battle. At this time, Chiaotzu floated in the air as if he was not affected by the earth's gravity.
This was the Crane School's Sky Dance Technique!
"Wow, Contestant Chiaotzu is actually floating in the air. This is not a camouflage technique! As expected of world-class contestants, both of their performances are exceptionally outstanding! "
The host held the microphone and leaned on the edge of the martial arts stage. Due to the fierce battle between the two, the whirlwind caused by the two contestants forced the host to stay away from the center of the battle.
"Who the hell is this short guy? He can actually float in the air. Does he have a superpower?"
Yamcha's face was covered in sweat, and his eyes were solemnly staring at Chiaotzu in the air. Because Chiaotzu was seven or eight meters away from the ground, Yamcha's usual attack method could not be used.
"If this goes on, the hope of winning will continue to decrease. It seems that I have to use my finishing move!"
Yamcha frowned and wiped the sweat from his face. His eyes flashed, and he became vigilant.
"Next is my finishing move, Wolf Fang Gale Fist!"
Yamcha shouted, and a terrifying aura surged out of his body.
With a cold light in his eyes, like a lone wolf from the wilderness, he fiercely attacked Chiaotzu with a savage and bloodthirsty aura. Bang! Yamcha stamped on the ground with one foot, and with a violent tremor, Yamcha shot up like a stone from a slingshot, and soon arrived at the same height as Chiaotzu.
"Take my attack!" Yamcha shouted coldly. His five fingers bent into claws like a hungry wolf, and his swift and ruthless movements directly attacked Chiaotzu's vital points.
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