Chapter 8
The sun was bright and the crowd was crowded. The entrance of the World's Number One Martial Arts Competition was very noisy.
Buma walked alone in the crowd. She was dressed fashionably. She wore a white T-shirt with a black tank top and a pair of short hot pants, revealing a pair of long, white legs. She looked youthful and beautiful, especially her temperament. She was elegant and attracted many eyes along the way. At this moment, a pig-headed man squeezed over. When he saw Buma, his eyes immediately lit up. After being glared at fiercely by Buma, he averted his gaze in embarrassment.
"Stupid pig head, did you take advantage of the chaos to take advantage of others again?”Bu Ma knew the nature of Wu Long, so he gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do. Wu Long was not willing to argue with this woman and muttered,"Alright, alright, go watch the game! I wonder if Lei Chan will be able to enter the top eight?”
"Definitely!" Buma swung his ponytail and walked in front.
As they neared the arena area, the crowd became denser and denser. It was almost impossible to squeeze in.
The quarter-finals of the Martial Arts Competition officially began. On the stage, the host held the microphone and announced passionately. "Sorry to keep everyone waiting. Now, the World's Best Martial Arts Competition, which has been away for five years, is finally about to begin. Martial artists from all over the world have been screened in the morning and the top eight of the competition have been decided!”
After drawing lots, the announcement board that recorded the order of appearance was carried out. Number one was Clint, and number two was that extremely smelly slovenly man. Clint was both depressed and depressed. This was truly a sad story. Number three was Lei Chan. Number four was Lan Fang. She was a great beauty, so Cheng Long was envious and jealous of Lei Chan. The fifth was Namo, and the sixth was Chenglong. Number 7 was Wukong. Number eight was Monster Keenan.
The arena was more than 30 meters in length and width. It was made of special stone slabs. There was a green lawn between the martial arts stage and the wall. It was where the staff maintained the order of the competition. Three sides of the venue faced the crowd. A small brick wall was used to separate the martial arts stage from the audience. In the middle was a wide martial arts stage, and behind the stage was a high wall. There was only one entrance that led directly to the martial arts hall, only for competitors and staff to enter and exit.
"Good! The conference officially began…"Bang!" The host shouted and announced the start of the competition. At this moment, Buma forcefully squeezed to the front with a blunder. Instantly, the audience cheered, and the big gong in the dojo sounded. They even heard Buma and Bulong's shouts," Go, go, Thunder Zen, Wukong…"
"Next, let's welcome contestant Barker and contestant Clint!”The emcee immediately shouted passionately.
Clint walked out with a troubled look on his face. He raised one hand listlessly and waved at the live audience. The other hand was still pressed against his nose.
"Ugh-it stinks... What the hell…? This fellow…" Barker, who had suddenly run out, waved at the audience. The stench from his body also pounced towards the audience. The smell could repel people from a thousand miles away.
"Aiya…Who would have thought that the little baldy called Clint would actually encounter such an opponent?”Bu Ma pinched his nose with disgust.
Wu Long covered his nose and complained,"How should we fight this guy?"”
"Clint, you can do it!" Wukong and Lei Chan were sprawled on the wall, covering their noses and shouting.
"Good! Begin the competition!" The host was also in a difficult position. Thinking that it was better to deal with this stinky fellow as soon as possible, he announced without hesitation.
"Come on, let's begin, hehe.”Barker laughed loudly.
"I really can't stand your stench…It stinks." Clint covered his nose.
"It's good that you can't take it. Watch me, bad breath attack!”Barker laughed out loud, and in an instant, he opened his mouth wide, and his dizzy breath flew towards Clint. Clint was dizzy from the smoke. After that, he experienced a crotch attack and a fart attack. Clint found it difficult to even stand up. Unlike the original novel, Clint did not have a nose, so it was impossible for the situation in the original novel to occur. In the end, under the encouragement and reminder of Goku and Lei Chan, Clint held his breath and stopped breathing before he eliminated Buck.
"Contestant Clint wins!" In an instant, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, the victor had been decided. They no longer had to endure the stench. The host also laughed and shouted. Then, the host informed them that because Buck's stench was still on the ring, they had asked the staff to clean up the stench. It took about ten minutes. However, the audience did not complain at all. After all, who would want to watch a game in a place full of stench?
"Alright, let's begin the second match. Let's welcome Contestant Lei Chan and Contestant Lan Fang!”After cleaning up, the host greedily took a breath of fresh air and shouted excitedly into the microphone.
Watching Lei Chan and Lan Fang walk onto the stage, the true nature of Cheng Long was immediately exposed. He walked to Lei Chan's side and stared at Lan Fang with a lecherous look."I really envy you! To be able to compete with such a beautiful woman.”
There was nothing much to say about the next match. Although Lan Fang's strength was not bad, it was not enough to face Lei Chan. As for taking off her clothes, it was useless even if she took them off. Lei Chan was not an innocent little boy. The match ended with Lei Chan's victory.
Following the emcee's announcement of the start of the third round, Cheng Long and Nan Wu walked out.
"Who is this person?" Black Dragon pulled on the wall and looked at the two people on the stage. One of them had a white cloth wrapped around his head. His skin was dark, and he was lean and tall. His clothes were tattered, and he was barefooted. When he went on stage, he put his palms together and closed his eyes. His face was filled with bitterness and hatred, and there was a red dot between his eyebrows. The other was an old man with white hair and a white beard.
"Bang!" The monk from the organizer hit the gongs with his sledgehammer. The gongs immediately buzzed loudly, and the competition officially began.
Namo, who had an Indian face, participated in the Martial Arts Conference to win 500,000 yuan to improve the drought in his hometown. Therefore, he participated in this competition with the belief that he would win.
On the martial arts stage, Namo had already assumed an offensive and defensive stance at the beginning of the match. After a slight estimation of his opponent's strength and stance, Namo took the lead in launching an attack. His entire body leaned forward and suddenly rushed over. In an instant, he was like a flying arrow, as fast as a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Cheng Long and raised his leg to kick at Cheng Long. Cheng Long watched with his hands behind his back. His body swayed and he suddenly jumped up into the air to avoid Namo's attack. Then, his body suddenly rushed forward, approaching Nan Wu at an unbelievable speed and launching a counterattack at Nan Wu. Namo did not expect Cheng Long to be so fast. He was stunned for a moment. He was already at a disadvantage, so he could only dodge to the side.
Bang! Cheng Long's foot landed on the ground, making a muffled sound. The stone slab of the martial arts stage loosened slightly, and a few cracks appeared. Namo was shocked. He had studied the past martial arts competitions and thought that it would be easy for him to win the championship this time. However, it was only the first round of the quarter-finals and he had already encountered such a strong opponent. He had no choice but to be cautious. With a twist of his hand, Cheng Long's body suddenly changed direction. Like a storm, he brought up gusts of wind and disappeared. The powerful wind blew up the scattered sand, forcing the audience to close their eyes.
As they spoke, the situation on the arena changed rapidly. Bang! Before the audience could react, Namo's body was sent flying high into the air like a kite that had lost its string. He was then sent flying out of the martial arts arena and landed on the lawn outside the arena. When the audience below the stage saw Namo fly out of the arena, they were all dumbfounded and could not react for a moment. It took a long while before they regained their senses and erupted into a round of applause.
"Contestant Namo has fallen out of the arena. Contestant Chan Long wins!”the host announced.
The match ended in just a few seconds, and the audience was still feeling exhausted. At this time, Turtle Hermit, who was disguised as a dragon, found Namo backstage. After understanding the situation through mind-reading, he gave Namo a multi-purpose capsule that could transport water. He also told Namo that there was plenty of water here and water was free. If he bought it from others, he would be ridiculed. He asked him to find a well and fill it with water to solve the drought in his hometown.
"Now, the fourth match will begin. Contestant Sun Wukong and Contestant Ji Nan will fight.”The host announced loudly.
Following the cheers of the audience, a monster walked onto the martial arts arena. However, Wukong did not appear. Everyone was very surprised. Lei Chan looked helplessly at Wukong who was sleeping soundly not far away, thinking, This guy is really big. He can actually sleep at this time.”He could only step forward and kick Wukong. He said in a bad mood,"Wukong, wake up. It's time to go on stage. Hey, wake up!”
"Ah, what? Right, has the competition started?”Wukong murmured in a daze.
When he heard that the people in the ring were already urging him, he could only drag the half-asleep Wukong up the ring. Wukong finally woke up when he got on the stage. Then, he happily introduced to the audience,""Hello everyone, I am Sun Wukong!" Everyone burst into laughter.
When the two of them were ready, the host announced the start of the match.
Keenan shouted and punched. The power of his punch was not weak. However, he had underestimated Wukong's ability. Wukong blocked his fist and quickly grabbed his entire arm. He stopped in his tracks and twisted his waist, throwing the huge Keenan out of the ring.
"Ah, Keenan was thrown out of the ring. How careless!”the host shouted.
However, in an instant, Keenan spread his wings and flew back to the ring. The host also ridiculed,"Wow-I almost forgot, Keenan has wings, he's back!”
"Haha... Your moves are useless. Don't even think about throwing me down!”Keenan laughed loudly. He opened his mouth and spat out some unknown gel toward Wukong. Wukong was stunned for a moment before he was caught by that thing. He realized that his body was already fixed.
"Haha, you're finished. This is my special skill. Now that you're trapped by the rubber I spat out, you can't move, right?”Keenan laughed.
Wukong gritted his teeth and realized that this thing was indeed quite sturdy. He instantly used all his strength and suddenly broke free when Ji Nan was approaching. Moreover, there was a tail growing out of his butt. Yes, his terrifying tail grew out again.
Keenan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Just as Wukong got into position and was about to attack, Keenan hurriedly raised his white flag and surrendered.
The fourth match ended with Wukong's victory.
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