"Tianjin!" Dumpling quickly flew to Tien Jin Fan's side and looked at him worriedly.
"Contestant Chen Xiu wins." As if hearing the host's voice, Tian Jin Fan opened his eyes with difficulty and said,""Did I lose? Damn it…if I had used the Qi Cannon, I would have won.”
"Chen Xiu's strength is so strong! I can't wait to fight him.”Sun Wukong said excitedly.
Next was the sixth match, Sun Wukong vs Yi Ming.
"The sixth match begins!"
As the host announced the start of the match, Sun Wukong got serious. He had watched Yiming's match and knew that he was not simple.
The initial probing was Sun Wukong's habit. The two of them did not use their full strength at the beginning. Sun Wukong used the same amount of strength as Yiming. For a moment, they were evenly matched.
It was only after Sun Wukong was beaten by Yi Ming a few times that he started to fight back. He was beaten up just to understand his opponent's habits and tricks so that he could be flexible and restrain his opponent. This had always been Sun Wukong's combat habit.
It was also because he was a Saiyan, with tenacious vitality and endurance. If other ordinary experts dared to play like this, they would be dead before they could get serious.
"It seems that Wukong's strength has improved a lot compared to the original novel! It was definitely more than 180.”Chen Xiu looked at Sun Wukong, who had the upper hand, and thought to himself.
"Uncle-Master Sun, you are indeed very strong. As expected of the person that teacher often mentions.”Yiming got up from the ground again and exclaimed.
When Sun Wukong heard this, he said,"You're also very strong!" I'm starting to get excited."
"Martial Uncle Sun, you have to be careful from now on. I'm going to use my palm technique.”Yiming said seriously.
"Palm technique? What is that?" Sun Wukong was a little confused. He had only heard of fist techniques, seen Afterimage Fist, Sun Fist, Four Demon Fist, Eight Hand Fist, and so on. He had never heard of anyone using palm techniques.
"Yes, I want to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Teacher said that he specializes in all kinds of fancy techniques. You can understand it as a variant of the fist technique.”Yiming explained.
"Oh! (4 tones) Then use it! I also want to see what palm techniques are.”When Sun Wukong heard this, he became even more excited. The blood that was ready to fight burned in his body.
" Flying Dragon in the Sky!" Yi Ming shouted and waved his palm. A golden dragon-shaped Qi Wave flew out of his palm and attacked Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong felt the energy contained in it and was shocked. He quickly dodged.
Boom! After the sound, a cloud of dust rose. Sun Wukong patted his fierce mouth and said,"That was close! That was close! I almost got hit."
When the smoke and dust dissipated, a one-sixth destroyed arena appeared in front of the audience.
Exclamations rose and fell one after another. Even Turtle Hermit gasped." Although the area of destruction isn't large, the power is great. The hole is deep, and the time to accumulate power is short.”
Turtle Hermit concluded in his mind.
When the host saw this, his sunglasses almost fell off in shock. He was shocked in his heart,"The…the arena is broken. How…how is this possible?" Could it be that there's a bomb buried below?"
"So powerful!" Sun Wukong looked at the deep pit and exclaimed," Alright, since that's the case, I'm going to use Turtle Sect's Qigong Wave too.”
Sun Wukong bent his palms together and placed them on his right waist." Turtle…Sect…Qi…"
"Not good, he's gathering qi. I can't let him continue, or I'll definitely lose.”Yiming took a deep breath and used the Flying Dragon in the Sky again.
The golden dragon-shaped Qi Wave appeared again. When it was less than two meters away from Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong finally stopped gathering qi and directly blasted the Turtle Sect Qi Wave.
The two Qigong Waves were in a stalemate for a while. When Sun Wukong added more strength, the dragon-shaped Qigong Wave finally could not hold on any longer and exploded.
"Boom!"
The arena was instantly filled with smoke and dust, making it impossible for anyone to see the outcome clearly.
The host patted his fierce mouth and said thankfully,"Fortunately, I'm not commentating on the stage anymore. Otherwise, I'd be in trouble.”
Chen Xiu's eyes flashed. He knew that Sun Wukong had won.
Sure enough, when the dust settled, Sun Wukong's clothes were tattered and his body was injured, but he was in high spirits and did not seem to be seriously injured.
On the other hand, Yiming was already heavily injured as he lay on the ground, panting.
Just as the host was about to count, he saw Yiming smile bitterly and say,"I admit defeat. I can only blame myself for having low comprehension and not practicing much (plus Chen Xiu didn't teach them much). I only learned one of the eighteen palm strikes. If I had learned the last move, the Arrogant Dragon's Regrets, I don't think I would have lost.”
At the same time, Yiming thought to himself, If I had known earlier, I would have shamelessly looked for a teacher to teach me every day. Although there was a high chance that he would be kicked out.”
Tianjin Rice and Dumpling looked at the ruined arena and were speechless for a long time. Only then did they realize that they were not weaker than them.
"Alright, contestant Sun Wukong wins the sixth match and advances to the finals.”
After the emcee finished his announcement, Chen Xiu's eyes suddenly narrowed.
He found a bee-like robot collecting the blood that Sun Wukong and Yiming had spilled on the stage…
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