"Where's Little Sun? Why don't I see him!"
Bulma and Su Bai walked over. She glanced around and couldn't see Sun Wukong. She couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"That guy hasn't returned yet. I don't know when he will come! If they missed today's preliminaries, they would have to wait another three years!”
Clint shook his head and replied.
"That's not necessary."
Su Bai chuckled." I've made an agreement with this kid. He'll definitely come to the No.1 Martial Arts Conference!"”
"So, you're preparing for a dimensional attack?”
Turtle Hermit whispered,""Fortunately, I didn't participate in this year's competition. Otherwise, my old bones would definitely be beaten to pieces by you!”
"You're exaggerating."
Su Bai burst into laughter.
"Yo! It had been a long time since they last met, but everyone was still so harmonious and lively!”
While everyone was chatting and waiting for Sun Wukong's arrival, a shout came from not far away. Then, when they turned around, a tall man holding an umbrella slowly walked over.
You know each other?"
As the umbrella blocked the person's face, Clint and the others did not recognize who it was.
Only Su Bai smiled.
"That…"
The blue-haired Lanchi hesitated for a moment, then started to size up the person from below and was about to speak.
At this moment.
The person removed the umbrella, revealing a handsome face.
"Everyone, long time no see!"
This person was the grown-up Sun Wukong. He looked at everyone present, his face full of joy from reuniting.
It had been three years since he had left the group. Now that they had met again, he felt especially close to them.
"Brother Su Bai, Bulma, Grandpa Turtle Hermit, Clint…How have you been all these years?”
Sun Wukong grinned and greeted him.
"Could it be…"
Turtle Hermit's eyes widened.
"No way! This…this guy…"
Clint was the same, pointing at Sun Wukong in disbelief.
"Wukong?"
Bulma looked at Sun Wukong in astonishment. He then stretched out his hand and gestured. In the end, he said in astonishment,""Are you really the Little Sun we know?!”
"Hahaha! Bulma, if I'm not, then who is!”
Sun Wukong burst into laughter.
Hearing this familiar hearty laughter, everyone was shocked again.
"Wukong, you brat…how did you suddenly grow so tall?!”
Clint hurriedly ran over and circled the tall Sun Wukong. He stammered,""That's not right. Are you really Wukong?!”
It wasn't that he didn't want to believe that this was Sun Wukong, but he didn't want to believe that this kid had secretly grown taller when everyone was about the same height!
This was what Clint was most unwilling to believe.
"Clint, why did you become shorter?”
Sun Wukong's innocent voice sounded.
"F * ck, it's not that I've become shorter, it's you who's grown taller!”
Clint jumped up and roared.
"Eh?"
Only then did Sun Wukong realize that he used to look up to Su Bai, but now he could almost look at Su Bai at the same level. He blinked and slowly came back to his senses.
He…did seem to have grown taller.
"Eh, the rain seems to have lessened a lot. Everyone, I'll go register first.”
Sun Wukong opened the umbrella and felt it for a while. He realized that there was almost no rain, so he immediately jogged towards the registration area.
"Su Bai, you didn't sign up either.”
Bulma whispered.
"Yes!"
Su Bai chased after Sun Wukong.
"What an astonishing fellow!"
Turtle Hermit stared at Sun Wukong who was walking side by side with Su Bai and sighed.
"This guy…secretly grew so tall, he's really too hateful!”
Clint was still annoyed that Sun Wukong was much taller than him.
"Hahaha! He really didn't expect that he was just a little brat in the past. It had only been a few years since they last met, but he had already grown up!”
Bulma also chuckled and sighed.
……
The qualifiers were too easy for Su Bai and the others.
As the top 16 matches ended at around 1 p. m., the top eight of the 23rd World's First Martial Arts Conference were decided.
In the original novel.
The top eight of this year's First Martial Arts Conference were Tao Baibai VS Tien Jin Fan, Qi Qi VS Sun Wukong, Bick VS Clint, and Immortal VS Ya Mucha.
But this time, perhaps because Tao Baibai was killed by Sun Wukong a few years ago, she didn't appear. Su Bai replaced Tao Baibai.
In other words, the draw for the quarterfinals was unchanged except for Su Bai vs Tianjin Rice.
Especially the ordinary warrior who had turned into an immortal. The moment he saw Su Bai, his face turned weird.
He could sense a similar aura from this man.
He couldn't help but stare at Su Bai, feeling strange.
"Everyone, the top eight of the triennial World's First Martial Arts Conference is about to begin. I won't say anything more. Next, the first match, contestant Su Bai vs contestant Tianjin Rice. It was worth mentioning that the Tianjin fan was the champion of the previous season!”
On the huge arena.
The commentator passionately announced the start of the first match.
Backstage.
Su Bai and Tien Jin Rice looked at each other and got up from their seats.
Tianjin Rice didn't know Su Bai well enough, so he was very calm.
As for Clint, Yamucha, and the others, they held back their laughter and cast sympathetic looks at Tien Fan.
When Su Bai and Tien Jin Rice walked onto the ring and looked at each other, the former heard the cheers around him and revealed a nostalgic smile.
"Please!"
Su Bai put his hands together and bowed to the confused Tianjin Rice.
His bow had nothing to do with strength. It was merely a sign of respect between martial artists.
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(I don't know if it can bring back a little of everyone's memories, but when I wrote it, it was full of images, especially the scene where Wukong and Bulma met.)）
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