Traveling through the Black Dragon Ball

"What, I dragged you to sign up?" Bulma pointed to his nose in disbelief. Bulma suddenly figured it out and rushed towards Oolong who was snickering in the corner. Suddenly, the sound of flesh and skin colliding was mixed with Oolong's miserable howl. One after another.

"I told you not to turn into me!"

"Well, I'm sorry, ah..."

Bulma rubbed his somewhat red fists and said helplessly to Li Yu: "Okay, you are very strong. Since you have signed up, you can play whatever you want, but if you encounter them, you must surrender as soon as possible, you know!"

Li Yu looked at Bulma's friends and nodded with some confusion. Strangely enough, seeing the endless stream of contestants signing up, the passion in Li Yu's heart seemed to be ignited, "You have obviously never fought, why would you want that? How about the feeling of punching to the flesh?"

"Dumpling, don't let us run into each other in the preliminaries." Tianjin Fan asked Dumpling to use his super power to control the result of the draw.

Dumpling nodded, just looking at Li Yu's dumbfounded look, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose.

Bulma opened his mouth in surprise when he saw the lottery results. His friends were all separated into different pre-selection groups, but Le Ping and Li Yu were sorted together. Everyone looked at Bulma, making Bulma's red cherry lips... Shivering, "Oh, this is so embarrassing."

Bulma whispered: "Listen, if you encounter Leping, surrender immediately."

"But…"

"Stop it, listen to me."

"Okay, Bulma-senpai."

The preliminaries were knockout rounds and were held in a hall in advance. Li Yu was very nervous when he came on the stage. Opposite him was an extremely arrogant bald man. He staggered when he walked, with all his muscles trembling, and he was full of power.

The bald man grinned and said, "Haha, I can hit 10 of you at once."

As he spat on the ground, a fist as big as a casserole was thrown at him. Li Yu moved his hands and was about to be punched away. With a bang, the strong man knelt down on the ground with his fists in his hands, "Hissing", The strong man gasped, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

It wasn't until the host asked several times and started counting that the strong man regained his composure and said, "I, I surrender."

Li Yu looked at his fist and felt a little confused.

For Sun Wukong and his team, this kind of preliminaries is not even a warm-up.

I just found a familiar aura in Sun Wukong's sense of Qi, that skinny old uncle who was always pretending. He made a fool of himself as soon as he came on the stage. He either forgot to unzip his pants or fell while walking, but it was a coincidence that he won every game.

The next game was Leping facing off against the old uncle. Sun Wukong walked up to Leping and gently patted Leping on the shoulder.

He said solemnly: "Be careful about that old uncle, he is not simple." Leping nodded, knowing that Wukong cared about him, but he didn't care. He had been practicing hard in the past three years, and he was confident that even Wukong could fight.

As soon as he came on the field, the old man started to play tricks again, jumping up and down on the field, bluffing people like a gangster fighting, but his skinny appearance made him feel unsteady on his feet.

Leping was also very embarrassed, "This is not a martial artist. Looking at his clothes, he looks like a dawdling office director." Leping was a little afraid of punching him too hard and beating him to death.

Sure enough, the old man staggered toward Leping and threw out a punch, but his center of gravity was unstable and he fell directly at Leping's feet. After losing his balance, the old man kicked his legs around, but gave Leping a kidney without any bias. hit.

"Ha..." Leping's face turned the color of pig liver, and his body was shaking. The old man smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I just slipped."

Leping managed to hold on and did not fall down. He finally took a breath and said with a smile: "Hehe, hehe, old man, you are really strong. I am going to attack this time."

Leping didn't want to waste any more time, so he launched a flying kick in the air, as fast as lightning. He thought that this time, the old man would be kicked out of the field, but the old man was frightened and squatted down with his head in his hands. "Dang, bang", the back of his head hit him. Between Leping's legs, Leping's face turned from red to green. Seeing this scene, the other contestants suddenly felt cold in their lower bodies and their hair stood on end. Only then did the old man cover his head and shout "It hurts". He chose seconds. By the time he reached 10, Leping could not get up again.

"Fortunately, there were no spectators in the qualifiers, otherwise Leping would have been very embarrassed." Klin couldn't help but think.

Li Yu, on the other hand, was able to pass all the way, and the more he fought, the better he became. He would not underestimate his opponent in every game. For him, this was a very rare experience. Every time he fought against someone, his body would feel lighter, as if he was addicted. Li Yu felt relieved that the next match would be the immortal player who defeated Leping. If he didn't have to meet Leping, he wouldn't have to surrender.

The old man Xian came to the rest area, and Sun Wukong also came over: "God?"

Xian laughed: "Hehe, hehe, Wukong, you have discovered it as expected."

Sun Wukong asked curiously: "Why do you want to go down to the next world to participate in the competition?"

Xian solemnly said: "Piccoto is not dead yet, and his power is also growing rapidly. If we don't stop him, it may be too late."

Sun Wukong said coldly: "Is he a player demon? Don't worry, I will defeat him."

Xian glanced at Sun Wukong, shook his head and said, "You won't kill him because you know that if you kill him, I will die too. Bobo is really troublesome and shouldn't tell you this."

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and said: "You and he are two sides of the same body, do you want to die with him?"

Xian said: "Don't worry, I don't want to die either. I learned the Demon Sealing Wave from humans. As long as I seal Piccolo, I won't have to die, haha."

Sun Wukong nodded and smiled: "I would like to compete with him."

Sun Wukong, Klin, Tianjin Fan, Dumpling, Mo, Tao Baibai, the names are not detailed (I don’t want to disclose the names to the public), this is the list of the first seven group finals, and the eighth one is ongoing.

The old man Xian still played his tricks, but Li Yu was indifferent. Li Yu seemed to find a feeling in the fight.

He didn't know where he learned the move, so he took this starting position. He raised the five fingers of his right hand to the level of his forehead, raised his left hand to the waist like an eagle's claw, pressed his left knee down, and lunged forward with his right leg. He can advance to attack and retreat to defend. Li Yu himself feels like a martial arts master.

Seeing this, Son Goku and the others all looked at Tenjin Fan, who was also full of doubts. This was obviously a Kakusenryu starting move to show respect for the opponent.

Xian no longer played tricks. He also found that this young man would not be deceived by appearance. He admired such young people very much, so Xian decided to give him appropriate guidance.

Just as soon as he took over, Xian's expression changed. This young man's power was not inferior to Sun Wukong. Why didn't he find such a person in heaven?

Xian felt the other person's heart, which was a pure and flawless martial arts heart. It was the same as when he met Sun Wukong. It was unbelievable that he could meet such a talented person here.

Xian was very happy and decided to teach him a lesson. In an instant, the two exchanged blows quickly. Xian punched with his right hand, and Li Yu intercepted with a straight fist. With continuous kicks and strikes, Xian hit faster and faster, but Li Yu also got stronger when he was strong.

The players in the audience opened their mouths in surprise, and the demon became solemn. The sudden appearance of these two powerful men was really unexpected, especially the old immortal man who gave the demon a special feeling, a very annoying feeling.

Xian was panting a little. It seemed that the burden on human body was still too much. Xian nodded and said with some pity: "Li Yu, you are very good. If I didn't have a reason to win, I really want to give you some guidance." , now I can only use my full strength."

Li Yu doesn't care about winning or losing, he just enjoys the joy of fighting: "Old uncle, you can come, as long as I don't meet them, I will not surrender." Li Yu pointed at Sun Wukong and his party, and everyone almost fell to the ground.

Xian laughed, and then put on a serious posture, "Ha!" He roared, and the hem of Xian's long-sleeved clothes automatically danced wildly without any wind.

"Saxaul" suddenly increased his speed several times and attacked Li Yu. "Papa papa", Li Yu resisted with difficulty. The arena was full of afterimages of immortals, and the speed continued to increase.

"It's so fast." Tianjin Fan praised.

The demon frowned, his muscles all over his body tensed, he clenched his teeth, and his fists clenched.

The immortal struck more and more fiercely and rapidly, but his heart was extremely shocked. "This young man looks in a sorry state, but that is because he is constantly improving his strength and attacking more crazily. Once his attack momentum stops or relaxes, the immortal It is certain that he will adapt to the current fighting intensity immediately. Is there no upper limit to his strength and skills? How is this possible?"

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