Time flew by, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
And today, Earth was quite lively.
Because the World's Number One Martial Arts Competition would be held today, and it would be held in the most prosperous stadium in the West Capital.
"Are you really going to participate in that so-called number one martial arts competition?”
On the streets of the West Capital, Number 18 asked Lin En.
After ten days of being together, the two of them had become much more familiar with each other.
Especially No. 18. The shyness he had at the beginning was gone.
"Why not?"
"It is said that if we can win the championship this time, we will receive a 100 million yuan prize!”
"Do you want to dine and dash with me? Are you being chased?"
Lin En smiled and said to Number 18.
Of course.
The 100 million prize money was just a perfunctory way of dealing with No. 18.
What Lin En really wanted was the 0.1-second Flash Skill that would be rewarded after winning the first place.
"Is 100 million so much?"
"If that's the case, I'll sign up too.”
"With so much money, I can buy a lot of beautiful clothes, and I don't have to listen to those bosses.”
Upon hearing the 100 million yuan prize, Number 18's interest was piqued.
Moreover, they could also have fun.
These days, all the amusement parks and fun places on Earth were tired of playing.
"Isn't that the truth?”
"Let's go!"
Lin En said to Number 18. Then, his body flashed and he soared into the sky.
No. 18 quickly followed behind him.
It was very easy to find the World's Best Martial Arts Competition. He just needed to vent his anger on Sun Wukong and the others.
……
Two minutes later.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out, and Lin En and Number 18 appeared.
"Yo! You're here, Lyn."
Seeing Lin En appear, Sun Wukong quickly came over to greet him.
Lin En was the only person he wanted to challenge in the World's Best Martial Arts Competition.
"Number 1…18."
When Trakus saw Number 18, he still felt a little uneasy.
Even though there was indeed a huge difference between this space-time No. 18 and the future space-time.
"You guys came quite early. Are you in such a hurry to be defeated by me?”
Lin En looked at everyone.
Sun Wukong, Sun Wufan, Bick, Trakus, Clint, and the others behind him.
There was also Vegeta, who was standing alone in the corner with her arms crossed proudly.
It was obvious that he was sulking. From time to time, he would glance at Lin En and then snort softly.
"Tsk, this guy is really direct.”
Bick pursed his lips when he heard Lin En's disrespectful words.
"Hehe, we haven't been idle these past ten days. It won't be so easy to defeat us!”
Sun Wukong smiled confidently and said.
"This must be number 18! Are you also participating in this competition?"
Then, he looked at Number 18 and asked.
"Humph! Of course, Sun Wukong."
"Although I don't want to kill you, I will beat you in the arena.”
Number 18 glanced at Sun Wukong and sneered.
"Haha! That's really interesting."
"With your participation, this strength gathering will definitely be very interesting…"
Sun Wukong laughed heartily.
"Of course, it will be very interesting."
"Let's go! Let's go register first!"
Lin En smiled at Sun Wukong, then dragged No. 18 to register.
……
Half an hour later, the World's Best Martial Arts Competition officially began.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the World's Best Martial Arts Competition sponsored by our West Capital tycoon, Mr. Qian Duoduo, has officially begun.”
"There are a total of 318 participants in the World's Best Martial Arts Competition this time. Therefore, we have changed the rules of the Martial Arts Competition from drawing lots to one-on-one advancement to a free-for-all mode.”
"318 people are competing on the same stage. The last contestant standing will be the champion of the World's Best Martial Arts Competition.”
……
The host explained the rules passionately in the arena.
The audience was also cheering excitedly, wave after wave.
"Then, let's invite all the contestants to come up on stage.”
As the host's voice fell, figures appeared on the stage one after another.
The arena was instantly filled with heads…
"So…so many people?"
"Besides, you guys are participating in the competition. It seems that I don't have a chance this time.”
Clint said dejectedly as he looked at the black mass of heads on the stage and Sun Wukong, Lin En, and the others beside him.
"Hehe, don't be so pessimistic, Clint. Maybe you can stay until the end!”
"Let's go up too!"
Sun Wukong patted Clint's shoulder and comforted him.
Then, Sun Wukong and the others also jumped up and entered the arena.
"Let's go up too!"
Lin En said to Number 18 and jumped up.
With 318 contestants on the stage, the huge stage suddenly became a little crowded.
" All the contestants are on stage. The World's Best Martial Arts Competition will officially begin…"
The host ordered.
"Haaaah!"
Someone in the ring shouted.
The players on the stage fell like dumplings.
"Ahaha, Vegeta is really direct!”
Sun Wukong patted his forehead.
He said speechlessly.
PS: Brothers, I have to visit my relatives today, so I'm a little busy. The update will be in the afternoon. Sorry!!
He was asking for a wave of evaluation votes with his face hooked up. The evaluation votes of only 100 were indeed pitiful. Thank you, everyone!!!
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