The scene of the world''s first martial arts conference was full of people. I saw a young man in a black suit and sunglasses standing on the big challenge arena in the center. He was the most dedicated host of the Dragon Ball World Earth martial arts conference.


    "The top eight players of our Martial Arts Conference are klin player and bartlian player..." the man with sunglasses gave a passionate sermon with a microphone.


    Behind the challenge arena, where the huge Chinese character "Wu" is written, Colin, Sun Wukong and yamucha all ride on the wall. The final eight were determined in the qualifier. Because none of them and Jackie Chan were in the same challenge arena, they all came to the end.


    "Colin, I can''t imagine that you are the first game, and the opponent is still that..." Ya Mucha smiled and looked at the huge dirty figure not far away. Kling glanced at the figure, and then frowned.


    "Ben, what will you do later?" Kling shouted to monkey Ben in his heart.


    "What to do?" Sun Wuben couldn''t help laughing. Like the original plot, this martial arts conference was also attended by klin, Sun Wukong, Yamcha and Jackie Chan. The other four were barbarians bartlian, Namu, Lanfang and kirang. Colin was also the first to play. His opponent was the barbarian bartlian as before.


    "Don''t you see that barbarian? He''s so dirty. I suspect he''s covered with shit. You see, flies and mosquitoes revolve around him. Previously, the reporter interviewed our top eight players. All seven of us were interviewed, but no one dared to come forward to interview him." Colin said sadly, "wait a minute, I''ll fight him. I don''t dare to touch him."


    "Don''t we have a nose? Without a nose, we can''t smell the smell that can turn people over. What are you afraid of?" Sun Wuben smiled.


    "Cut, even if he doesn''t have a nose, but he''s so dirty that I don''t want to touch him." Kling snorted.


    "That''s easy. Just give him a breeze."


    "Send a breeze?" Kling wondered. "How?"


    "Lin, don''t you understand? Our level has exceeded these people, so we just need to punch him every other space, even the palm wind can beat him down." Sun Wuben reminded at this time——


    "Clint, bartlian, please come on." the host''s passionate voice sounded.


    "Colin, it''s your turn to play. Come on!" Yamcha shouted.


    "Come on, Colin," cried the monkey king.


    "Wukong, yam cha." Colin cried, "why am I so unlucky to meet such a person." yam Cha and Sun Wukong couldn''t help laughing. After all, they also knew that the most difficult thing for the barbarian to deal with was that he was so dirty that people didn''t even want to get close to him.


    The barbarian strode onto the challenge arena.


    "Ben, it''s impossible for you to say that I can beat him with high fives every other space?" Kling asked in his heart as he walked towards the challenge arena.


    "Absolutely."


    "But he is also a top eight player. He must have hidden a strong power," said Kling.


    "You can try later, but don''t use too much force, or even the palm wind may kill people." Sun Wuben said.


    "Ben, you''re exaggerating too much. How can this be possible?" Kling didn''t believe it at all. At this time, he had reached the challenge arena.


    "Well, now the game begins." the host shouted directly. Then he withdrew backward and jumped out of the challenge arena.


    "Start?" Kling was stunned and muttered in his heart. It''s too fast. "It''s natural. If others play, he will be wordy for a while, but when the barbarian is in the challenge arena, he won''t stop wordy in the challenge arena until he''s out of his mind." Sun Wuben smiled.


    "Bang!" "bang!" "bang!" "bang!" "bang!"


    A huge figure rushed towards Kling.


    "Ben, is palm wind really OK?" cried Kling.


    "Yes, but we must pay attention to strength. It''s best to start slowly and then increase the speed."


    "Well, I''ll listen to you." Kling threw himself up, distanced himself from the barbarian, and slapped forward, faster and faster.


    "Well, what''s the child doing?"


    "The child waved his hands at the air. Is he funny?" the discussion sounded around. At the same time, the host''s dedicated voice also sounded: "the barbarian is rushing towards the klin player. The klin player has opened the distance from the barbarian and is palming at the air. What does he want to do? Is he warming up? Or does he want to hit the barbarian out with the palm wind..."


    "Hey, Wukong, what does Colin want?" Yamcha looked at Colin''s action suspiciously and asked Sun Wukong. After all, Monkey King practices with Colin.


    Monkey King touched his head and said, "look at him, it''s like what the uncle said. He wants to blow the barbarian out with the palm wind!"


    "Palm wind?" Ya Mucha reached out and touched Sun Wukong''s forehead. "Wukong, you don''t have a fever, do you really think so?"


    "I don''t have a fever." Sun Wukong clapped Yamcha''s hand. "If this barbarian is just the level shown in the challenge arena, Colin can really beat him down easily with his palm wind."


    "The boy named Sun Wukong is right. If klin''s martial arts cultivation is good, with his current ability, he can really use the palm wind to knock his opponent off the stage." the Guixian pretending to be Jackie Chan squinted at the light way on the stage.


    "Mr. Jackie Chan, do you think so?" Yamcha was surprised. He always paid attention to Jackie Chan. For a while, he even suspected that Jackie Chan was disguised by Guixian. Therefore, he even cheated Jackie Chan with words, and pulled out the hair on Jackie Chan''s head with his hand.


    "I''m just saying it''s possible." immortal GUI''s eyes twinkled. In this qualifier, Sun Wukong, Kelin and Yamcha focused on observing his moves. He also carefully observed the moves of his two disciples.


    "Colin and Wukong, as I expected, are as easy to deal with these people as I thought. But Colin wants to use the palm wind to beat the barbarian down. It''s really thanks to him. However, maybe he can really." the idea flashed in the turtle immortal''s heart. After all, if he is against the barbarian, the only thing he can do is to keep pulling away like Colin, Clap your hands in the air and finally use the palm wind to knock your opponent down the challenge arena.


    At this time, Kling''s palm splitting speed became faster and faster, and then his palm wind became stronger and stronger. Even the flies and mosquitoes around the barbarian in front were split by this palm wind. At the beginning, the barbarian kept approaching Kling, but he was gradually pushed back by the powerful palm wind.


    "Ah..."


    The barbarian pushed hard on the ground, trying to control himself from being pushed back by the palm wind.


    "It''s incredible." the host screamed, "bartlian seems to have stopped approaching klin, as if he was forced by klin''s palm wind. We don''t know what''s going on..."


    "Klin, this should be all his strength. You know how much strength you should use to kill him." Sun Wuben shouted.


    "I see." Clint smiled. "Hey, barbarian, I''m going to knock you off the stage. You have to be careful." Clint shouted, and his palm speed increased sharply.


    As if a huge wave hit the barbarian, the barbarian was directly hit and flew out of the challenge arena with his feet facing the sky and fell heavily under the challenge arena.


    The cries all around quieted down.


    Just now, Colin has been splitting his hands towards the air. Is it really the same as the host explained that the barbarian was hit by the palm wind?


    "Out of bounds, barbarian bartlian out of bounds, klin player wins!" the host roared, "this first klin player wins. Klin player is simply too powerful. He absolutely blows his opponent out of the challenge arena with his palm..."


    "Clint!" "Clint!" "Clint!" "Clint!" "Clint!" "Clint!" "Clint!"


    The sound waves sounded like a strong wind, especially buma in front of the challenge arena, holding Oolong''s ears with both hands, screamed and hissed.


    "Klin, this child, is terrible." master GUI nodded slightly. "He has mastered the secret of using palm wind to push people in a short time. His practice has really achieved good results in the past eight months." the reason why klin and Sun Wukong have not been taught any boxing in these eight months, but to train their overall quality is to let them create their own boxing, and the most important thing is spirituality, Understanding of martial arts.


    "He has really passed the comprehension test if he can master the air splitting palm so quickly. The rest is the heart of martial arts and Taoism. He is not complacent and will always pursue a stronger heart of martial arts and Taoism." master GUI is very happy in his heart.


    "Wukong, I can''t imagine that you and Mr. Jackie Chan were right. Colin really split his opponent out with the palm wind." Yamcha''s voice was heavy, and Colin''s skill now made him feel a pressure.


    "Klin player, how did you win just now..." the host grabbed klin for an interview, and then began to announce that the player in the second game came on stage. This time, Jackie Chan vs. Yamu tea. Of course, the host also interviewed them for a while before announcing that the second game officially began.


    "Young man, you are not my opponent!"


    "Mr. Jackie Chan, although you are strong, you haven''t seen my real skills..." after a boring conversation between Yamcha and Guixian, Yamcha began to attack.


    "Whoosh!"


    Yamu tea''s body method was very fast, and even could not be seen clearly in the eyes of ordinary people, but the turtle immortal just turned his back and dodged the attack of Yamu tea.


    "So weak!" the monkey king frowned.


    "It''s really boring. They haven''t come up with their real skills yet." Colin also muttered. After all, the actions of Yamcha and turtle fairy are really. In the eyes of Monkey King and Colin, they are not much better than those opponents in the qualifier, or at the same level. They are almost like ants in their eyes.


    "Take your time. The old man and Yamu tea will show their real skills in a moment." the monkey king said in a crisp voice. Both of them watched eagerly, but as time passed, Yamu tea''s unique skills came out one after another, and even took out wolf tooth wind fist, but the movement speed still didn''t increase much. At this time, Yamu tea was panting and hot, It was obvious that he did his best.


    "Damn it, Jackie Chan is too powerful." Yamcha gasped. He had exhausted his methods after such a long battle, but Jackie Chan was still holding his hands behind his back. He was calm and didn''t show his strength at all.


    "Do you want to admit defeat?"


    "No, I can''t admit defeat. I haven''t fought with Wukong and klin! And buma is beside me to cheer me on." Yamcha roared in her heart and rushed to the turtle fairy again.


    At this time, the tortoise immortal shot for the first time.


    "Young man, it seems that you''ve reached the limit. You''re too tired and hot. Let me give you a breeze." immortal tortoise smiled and stretched out a hand, which looked similar to that of Colin before, and split towards the air in front. Of course, immortal tortoise''s action has a very mysterious temperament. It''s also splitting empty palms, but it feels like a work of art.


    "Hoo!"


    The speed of cactus splitting is also faster and faster.


    "How terrible!"


    "Colin, Grandpa Jackie Chan is much better than you." the monkey king said in a crisp voice.


    "I know." Colin tilted his eyes and looked unhappy. Previously, he used the air splitting palm, which was like a large fan with a diameter of one meter. The wind blew up within a radius of one meter, but Jackie Chan on the challenge arena took the palm, and the wind was bound within one meter and blew forward.


    "Damn it, I also want to beat me out with the palm wind!" the unknown fire in Yamcha''s heart surged up, and her eyes were a little red.


    "Young man, go down!" suddenly, the tortoise immortal hit out with all his strength, and a huge wind blew on Yamcha. This force was so powerful, and when Yamcha lifted one foot, it just blew on him. He couldn''t resist at all and was directly knocked out of the challenge arena.