Dragon Ball Perfect World

"I announce! The finals of the No. 20 World's Best Martial Arts Tournament begin now!"

The referee in black suit shouted and announced the start of the match between Tang En and Sun Wukong.

Monkey King and Guixianren have completely different fighting styles. Guixianren tends to seek progress in a steady state, while Monkey King is more inclined to try his own methods.

Little Wukong was the first to attack, with his legs touching the ground, and he was in front of Tang En in the blink of an eye.

Sweep your legs and attack!

Tang En did a backflip and flew several meters into the air.

Sun Wukong stared at Tang En's fall, first took a step back and arched his body to accumulate strength, and then jumped up and kicked.

If this move was hit, the huge impact would be enough to kick Tang En off the field.

Tang En had to admire Little Wukong's observation skills, but this trick didn't work for him at all.

He can fly!

"what!"

Sun Wukong kicked Tang En's arm in front of his chest, and then quickly landed on the ground. While Tang En was in the air, he was pushed out of the field by the force.

"Oops, something bad is going to happen! Player Tang En made a mistake and jumped into the sky, and then he was hit by Sun Wukong player. He will..."

The referee's voice stopped abruptly at first, and then said in a more excited tone:

"Twain! The Tang En player stopped in the air! It's incredible!"

"Wukong, the rule of falling outside the field has no effect on me."

Tang En said condescendingly and show off.

"You can actually fly! How despicable!" Little Wukong said depressedly.

Tang En slowly descended to the ground. Only Bulma and Oolong knew that he could perform air dance.

"Okay Goku, I'm going to get serious next!"

Little Wukong is currently not as good as Kame Sennin. To deal with him, Tang En only needs to use his normal extreme strength.

Using the God Fist will lose an opportunity to fight an evenly matched opponent.

Tang En rushed over directly, like a ferocious beast, showing iron-colored fists, whizzed past, and hit the opponent's chest directly.

The straight attack was easy to dodge. Little Wukong gently turned his right foot back to avoid the attack.

Suddenly, Tang En's left hand came out from his right arm and continued the attack.

Little Wukong didn't dare to be careless and continued to resist. Then he jumped up and tried to kick Tang En's chin with his calf.

brush!

The calf hit Tang En, but there was no reaction and it went straight through Tang En's head.

Afterimage Fist

Little Wukong was very surprised. He twisted his waist and landed accurately, watching the shadow in front of him slowly dissipate.

clap clap clap!

Tang En came out from behind Little Wukong and violently punched, kicked, and struck him with his elbows and palms. He used the autumn wind to sweep away fallen leaves, unloading his power on the enemy.

There was another bang, and little Wukong was sent flying far away.

“It’s incredible, player Tang En dealt a huge blow to player Sun like a tornado!

Can player Sun stand up? Let's start the countdown! "

"1, 2..."

"Oh, jiji, jiji, it hurts!"

"Player Sun stands up! The game continues!"

Sun Wukong rubbed his back with his short arms and cried out in pain through gritted teeth.

"Hey, that trick just now was really powerful, but now it's my turn!"

Little Wukong was ready again, and then took the initiative.

The same straight punch was used, but this time the opponent was Tang En himself, and Tang En made a gesture to resist.

Fight back!

Tang En punched Sun Wukong!

brush!

Sure enough, the body was penetrated by himself and was an afterimage.

Tang En knew that Sun Wukong was extremely talented and had the ability to draw inferences from one example to other cases.

Tang En was not surprised. He paid close attention to his surroundings and kept scanning his eyes.

There is movement!

call!

A side kick with one leg also dispersed a Monkey King who was making a grimace.

Tang En grinned, even the multiple afterimage fists were of no use to him.

it's here!

Another simple straight punch, with a snap, Tang En felt the physical touch, and it hit!

This punch hit Little Wukong right in the face, and a red punch mark suddenly appeared.

"So strong! Damn it~" Little Wukong said.

Tang En was very satisfied in his heart. This feeling of leaving Sun Wukong helpless was a bit overwhelming.

He seemed to go back to the time when he got No. 1 in the exam as a child, simple and happy.

"Okay! Tang En, I wonder if you can take this move?"

Little Wukong stood up, bent his arms on his waist, and said to Tang En.

"turtle……"

It was Turtle School Qigong, Tang En quickly figured it out.

Don’t you want to confront the Sun family?

Tang En said this was impossible!

Tang En bent his legs and clasped his hands together, concentrating his breath and his hands, and slowly formed a flow of air.

"Turtle... Pie..."

"This is incredible! Is the legendary Turtle Style Qigong that can only be used by Master Wutian, the god of martial arts, going to be released again?

And this time there are two people!Could it be that player Tang En is also a disciple of Master Wu Tian? "

"Let's enjoy this game to our heart's content!"

The referee shouted excitedly, he didn't know how long he hadn't seen such a wonderful game.

"Turtle Sect...Qi...Gong"

Wave!

The two launched the qigong in their hands at the same time, and the dazzling white light engulfed the entire arena.

The entire audience was stunned, and the strong air flow blew their hats over, letting them know that this was not a fake.

Tang En held on tightly in the center of the storm, and the huge reaction force caused his body to continuously slide backwards. Tang En tried his best to curb this trend.

"Wow!"

"Aha!"

Neither of the two let anyone else.

Right now it depends on one's perseverance and luck, but Tang En knew that Sun Wukong would definitely not feel better, after all, his own strength was slightly higher than the opponent's.

The short-term confrontation made Dunn a little tired, his muscles had begun to feel numb, and a large amount of lactic acid challenged Dunn's nerves.

Tang En knew that he shouldn't just sit back and wait for death. Saiyans would only become more and more excited, so why did he need to pretend to be this big-tailed wolf?

End the battle quickly and avoid unnecessary complications!

It's just a pity that I am obviously stronger, but I still have to show my cowardice later on.

God Fist!

Tang En muttered silently, and then he felt full of strength. Even the fatigue before was greatly reduced, and he felt extremely relaxed in an instant.

While retaining his original strength, Tang En suddenly incorporated another force into Qigong to make it stronger.

The qigong that was originally evenly matched was finally broken and exploded!

a loud bang

Fortunately, the ring was big enough, and the aftermath of the battle between the two men only blew up the dust around the ring and scattered it all over the surrounding area.

Tang En took a few steps back and stabilized his posture before he fell.

Little Wukong was blown even worse and fell directly to the ground, just about to struggle to get up.

Tang En let out a breath. This round of confrontation had consumed at least half of Little Wukong's breath, but the opponent still had a lot of motivation, which gave him a headache.

Tang En looked at the sky. It would be a long time before it gets dark, but Tang En didn't want to fight anymore.

Putting it off any longer and waiting for the moon to appear again will be an extra step and is inappropriate!

Besides, Tang En has also gotten a lot of training, and the battle with Kame Sennin and Little Wukong has been enough for him to figure it out for a while.

Continuing to fight will only repeat the previous routine.

Tang En walked up to Wukong who was sitting on the ground, and smiled at him:

"Wukong, if I hold your tail, will you lose your strength?"

Little Wukong suddenly became furious and guarded his tail tightly.

"Don't get caught!"

Tang En was a little cute, but in the state of the God Fist, he was not something that little Wukong could stop.

"come on!"

"Don't come here!"

There was a crackling sound——

Sun Wukong struggled for a moment, but finally couldn't outpace Tang En, and his weakness was caught.

Then, Tang En picked up Wukong's tail and threw him out of the field.

When Sun Wukong was caught by the tail, he immediately collapsed. Even the strength to speak was very weak, just like an esper trapped by the sea tower stone.

"It's unbelievable! Player Sun Wukong was thrown out of the field by player Tang En without any resistance!

Then, I announce that the No. 20 champion of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament is--Contestant Twain! "

The suit referee said earnestly.

Krillin climbed down the city wall and asked Wukong curiously: "Why didn't you resist just now? Wukong."

"As long as I am caught by the tail, I will lose all my strength. There is really nothing I can do..."

Little Wukong scratched his head and said sheepishly.