"Is this all you have? How disappointing!"
A look of disdain flashed across Clint's eyes. He suddenly waved his hand and hit Dumpling's neck with a hand knife.
Whoosh!
Dumpling's body flew out of the arena and slammed heavily into the wall. He fainted without even making a sound.
"What disciple of Immortal Crane? Bah!"
Snorting disdainfully, Clint jumped off the stage and made a victory gesture to Sun Wufei.""Boss, I didn't fail you. I won!”
Sun Wufei nodded. This was within his expectations. The gap between Clint and Dumpling was extremely huge. They were not on the same level at all!
Ya Mucha's face was filled with shock."Clint, you're so powerful now…"
"Of course. We have been cultivating in the Deity Hall for the past three years!”Clint laughed smugly.
"Heavenly God Hall?"
Yamucha's eyes widened." The Heavenly God Hall that Immortal Carlin mentioned?”
"Yo! Looks like you've been to Carlin Tower!"
Sun Wufei looked at Ya Mucha in surprise. No wonder he felt that Ya Mucha's qi had increased a lot. It seemed that Ya Mucha had already snatched the super holy water from Immortal Carlin.
"Yes, I cultivated under Teacher Wu Tian for two and a half years. Then, I went out to cultivate on my own. According to Teacher Wu Tian, I went to the Holy Land of Carlin and climbed up the Carlin Tower.”
"I've been cultivating at Immortal Carlin's place for the past few months. I heard him mention the Heavenly God Hall and that someone had already gone up.”
Yamucha's face suddenly revealed a dejected expression. He had thought that after going through Immortal Carlin's training, the gap between him and Sun Wufei's group of three would narrow...
But now, he was probably getting worse and worse…
"Ya Mucha, don't be depressed. After this meeting is over, you can go to the Heavenly God Hall to cultivate.”
Yamucha was very tactful and didn't provoke Bulma. Now that they were both under Turtle Hermit's tutelage and had become fellow disciples, Sun Wufei's impression of him had changed a lot.
It was also possible to provide him with some convenience.
Of course, it was impossible for him to use his rare Qi to help him increase his Potential Growth Value like he did with Clint.
Their relationship was not that good.
"Bastard! Just you wait! I will avenge Dumpling in the semi-finals!”
Dumpling had already been taken away to recuperate. Tianjin Rice walked up to Sun Wufei and the others and threatened them fiercely.
"I told you, no matter how tall a good-for-nothing is, he's still a good-for-nothing! If you have any ability, you can talk about it on the field. Don't talk nonsense here!”
Sun Wufei couldn't be bothered to look at the Tianjin rice. He picked his ears, turned around, and walked towards his own arena.
"Brat! Don't be so smug. I'm different from dumplings! You'll know when you're in the arena!”
Tianjin Rice clenched his fists and shouted, his face full of resentment. Then, he glanced at Sun Wufei, Clint, and Yamcha.
"You guys better pray that you don't enter the top eight. Otherwise, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your lives!”
"Especially you! Bald brat!"
"Humph!"
With an angry snort, Tien Jin Rice turned around and left.
Clint frowned in displeasure."How infuriating! If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't do it in private, I really wanted to beat him up right now!”
"Alright, the cultivation of martial arts also has to cultivate the heart. If any Tom, Dick, or Harry can make you angry, it can only mean that your cultivation is not enough. Go and compete well. You'll definitely meet him in the semi-finals!”
Turtle Hermit said lightly, then turned around and walked toward the competition stage.
"Turtle Hermit, aren't you going to watch their preliminaries?”Bulma asked.
"There's nothing to see. They will definitely enter the semi-finals. Let's go and occupy a spot first so that we can see more clearly!”
"There's no need to go through so much trouble to get into the front row to watch the game!”
Wulong laughed evilly and scratched the blue-haired Lanchi's nose with a strand of hair.
"Achoo!"
After a sneeze…
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Those who don't want to die, get out of my way!"
The blonde-haired violent woman, Lanchi, held a submachine gun in her hand and pointed it at the sky. She led Bulma and the others through the open passage and swaggered towards the front row of the semi-finals arena…
……
The preliminaries went on very quickly, and the top eight names were soon produced. However, other than Tian Jin Fan, the others were all very weak, and Sun Wufei didn't even take them seriously.
In the first match of the semi-finals, the Sun brothers, Clint, and Yamucha did not meet.
However, Sun Wufei and Tien Jin Fan were going up against each other.
Moreover, it was the first match.
On the arena.
"Kid, hurry up and shout a few times now. There aren't many opportunities left! In a while, I'll make you lie on the ground like a dead dog. You won't even be able to bark!”
Tian Jin Fan looked at Sun Wufei confidently and said proudly.
"You talk a lot. If you have any strength, just use it!”
Sun Wufei scratched his ears impatiently." One finger is enough to deal with you!”
"Bastard, you're too arrogant! Take this!"
Tianjin Rice roared and charged at Sun Wufei, striking out with his palm.
Pa!
Sun Wufei had blocked this palm strike with only one finger!
"Damn it!"
Tianjin Rice was furious.
呯呯呯呯!
The punches and kicks were so fast that they dazzled people's eyes. Ordinary people could not see them at all!
However, it was still blocked by a single finger of Sun Wufei!
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