Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Chapter 432 The Beginning and End of "Two Meetings"

Virtual Earth network.

Sun Wukong, Kelin, Tianjin Rice, Dumplings...and Buma appeared together in the floating manor above the main city of Wuxian.

"Why are you here too?" Kelin looked at Boulma strangely.

"Do you have an opinion?" Boula raised her eyebrows with her hips on her hips, her aura was so strong that the little bald head shrank his neck quickly and shook his head.

Sun Wukong also said: "Isn't only people from the Wushu Association allowed to enter here?"

Boulma raised her lips and said triumphantly: "For this lady, it is not very easy to ask for a special authority from Grandma Hathaway~"

"Oh!" Sun Wukong nodded, but he didn't really understand.

"Cheating, hey!" Kelin muttered.

"What did you say?" Boulma glanced at Kling again.

Tianjin Fan looked at Monkey King thoughtfully, and Monkey King wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Tianjin is thinking, that Kakarot..." Jiaozi raised her head and said.

"Yes." Tianjin Fan nodded and admitted, "Kakarot...won't he participate in this Martial Immortal Conference?"

Klin was surprised, but felt it was reasonable... He rubbed his chin and muttered, "Yes, Kakarot is here, so he can appear at the same time as Wukong!" During the three years of traveling and penance, Kakarot appeared once.

"I don't know, I never asked him!" Sun Wukong scratched his head with a blank expression.

"Whatever that guy does!" Bulma was dissatisfied, she really wanted to say "sit down for me" directly, like chanting a spell to make Kakarot unable to perceive the outside world, so that she could be quiet.

"Don't say that, Kakarot... well, although he's a bit vile, he can't be evil after all, I think it's okay." Kelin waved his hand.

"Why don't you ask Jarivs?" Sun Wukong said, looking at everyone.

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The special virtual space of "Martial Immortal Conference".

This space is very vast, which was specially opened up by Jarivs for this "Martial Immortal Conference".In the center of the space, there is an upside-down mountain peak floating, and the top is the stage for the competition. It is a huge platform with a side length of about one kilometer. This entire competition arena is called "Wuxiantai".

Surrounding "Wuxiantai", there are seven small upside-down mountain peaks, which are slightly smaller "Wuxiantai", named "Xiaowuxiantai".

Around the big and small "Wusian Terrace", there are densely packed small and neat stone platforms floating, each stone platform has a number, corresponding to a participating martial arts player.All those who sign up for the competition can be directly transported to the floating small stone platform surrounding the "Wuxian Terrace" in this space through their respective smart assistants.

Pieces of green data streams condense in this space one after another, turning into a human figure.

"Is this the arena of the Martial Immortals Conference... It's so spectacular!"

"What a grand!"

"Wow, my blood is already boiling!"

All kinds of people appear on the floating small stone platform. They have their own smart assistants around them. They are in different shapes, most of them are miniature human figures, like elves, and their intelligence levels are also different. Some people's smart assistants are stiff and dull. , while others are much more flexible, just like real people.

There are so many participants in the Wuxian Conference around the world, and some people who have never practiced martial arts have also tried to come. Anyway, even if they are injured in the virtual earth network, it is no big deal, and it is impossible to be killed... See what a real martial arts master is like, and don't have to worry about your own safety, why don't you join in the fun?

"This is... the Martial Immortal Society." A slightly fat young man with black messy hair appeared on a small stone platform. He was not tall, about 1.6 meters tall, with a pair of small eyes squinted, like dead fish eyes, Even when he came to the space of the Martial Immortal Conference, he still held a steaming meat bun in his hand and gnawed on it.

Yaqiluobei carries a non-gold and non-wood long knife on his waist, which is exactly the same as his "Martial Immortal Sword" in real life.With the simulation projection of Jarivs, and using Wutian's whole body power as a database, Jarivs can perfectly simulate the strength, moves and ability strength of any person on this earth.

Others also recognized Yaqiluobei and pointed at him, but Yaqiluobei just didn't see him.

On the small stone platform connecting five pieces, five people appeared.

"It's Monkey King! Kelin, Tianjin Fan, Dumplings... They're all here!" As soon as they appeared, someone shouted out, and suddenly the people around looked over and shouted in low voices.

Someone whispered: "Sun Wukong really participated. He won the world's number one martial arts championship five years ago, and now he has climbed to the eighth floor of the Martial Immortal Pagoda... Who else can stop him from participating this time?"

Some people even sighed: "Everyone here is probably just reduced to a foil for Monkey King! The Martial Immortal Fist of the Eighth Floor Pagoda..."

"Not necessarily? Look over there, isn't there some old masters who have also appeared?" Some people didn't seem to like to see others bragging about Monkey King without thinking. Over there, more than a dozen senior masters appeared one after another.

"It's the 'Explosive' Grandmaster 'Ji Fen'! Back then, he was full of explosive qigong and became famous at the world's number one martial arts meeting, and then he fell silent soon...I didn't expect to appear at this time!"

"There is also the old master of 'Yixinliu', he was the world's number one martial arts champion very early, and he has already ascended to the fifth floor of the Martial Immortal Tower. I don't know how many floors he is on now..."

Many people whispered excitedly like star chasing, their personal panel was not blocked, so some people simply opened the panel, chatted with friends, or communicated excitedly with a group of people on the forum.

"Damn it, isn't this the old holy monk of Duolin Temple! He's still alive?!" Some people were shocked, and felt unbelievable when they recognized the old monk with white eyebrows and white beard who was as silent as a dead tree over there. Are you over the age of [-]? It even appeared!"

"It's so exciting! This Martial Immortal Conference is really a grand event!"

"Even if you can't pass the knockout round, it's worth it to see so many masters of the older generation gathered together!" Some even chatted privately with their friends with a smile.

The friend replied: "You don't know, do you? The top ten of this Martial Immortal Conference will have a chance to meet the Martial Immortal himself! Of course these old guys have jumped out one by one!"

"Mist Grass, is it real or not?! See Wu Xianren?! C'mon, c'mon! No wonder they all showed up..."

As for the dozen or so old guys who were at the center of the discussion, when they appeared, they exchanged glances with each other quietly for a while...

Humph, old guy, isn't he dead yet?

You are not dead, how could I die?

I heard that there is a little guy named Sun Wukong, the grandson of the old Mr. Sun Wufan, the proud disciple of Wu Xianren, I will come to see the old man too!

That's right, Mr. Sun Wuhan hasn't competed with others for many years, and he really didn't have a match this time, and Wu Xianren is even less likely to make a move... We can only compete with this Monkey King!I hate being born late for decades, I can't see the demeanor of Martial Immortals in the first World No. [-] Martial Arts Association...

The only one who can meet Wu Xianren is me...

The old guys' eyes collided for a moment, each of them turned their thoughts, closed their eyes one after another, and then rested their minds.

On the opposite side, Sun Wukong's eyes burst out on the small stone platform, and he clenched his fists in excitement!

"I'll go, those seniors are here indeed..." Kelin was under a lot of pressure. Although he thought to himself that his skills were not bad, when it came to Martial Immortal Boxing, he was not a match for any senior masters on the opposite side.

It should be noted that these people contributed to the unspoken rule that "the winner of the championship and five times Wuxian boxing cannot participate in the martial arts competition".

Tianjin Fan smiled: "Sun Wukong, are you confident to defeat them?"

Sun Wukong said: "Yes!"

Dumpling was a little nervous: "It's hard to beat..."

At this time, the live broadcast of the event on the entire network is also going on, not only that, there is also a real-time broadcast offline.

The game has not yet started, and the live broadcast camera is swaying over the densely packed players around, and Sun Wukong and other star players are naturally the focus of the camera.For example, those old masters have already aroused heated discussions on the Internet, and even set off a wave of nostalgia. Many people are feeling emotional about the era when these old masters were astonished at the martial arts meeting.

Sun Wukong can be said to be the most popular martial artist on the planet today, and the live broadcast almost flashes back after a while.

"Ah! My Wukong seems to be laughing!"

"It's such a confident smile, I can't do it anymore, I can't take it anymore..."

"There are so many old masters participating, this Monkey King may not be arrogant for long!"

"Wait for Sun Wukong to be frustrated!"

Some people like Monkey King, but naturally some people are not happy with Monkey King.

Soon, someone found something on the camera: "Hey, that person next to Monkey King, Kelin, Tianjin Fan, and Dumpling... who is it?"

"Really, this person... looks familiar!"

"Observed carefully... Except for the hairstyle and clothes, why does this guy look the same as my Wukong?!"

"Hold the grass! Once reminded...it really is!"

There is a lot of discussion... Of course, the people who eat melons will not know that it is the image of Kakarot whose fine shape has been adjusted by Jarivs in the virtual earth network.It is impossible to break the brains of these people to imagine that there is another existence in this world who has one body and two souls with Monkey King.

Amidst their hot discussion, the appearance of the tall Piccolo appeared to be calm.

"Hmph!" Kakarot felt a stream of eyes focus on him, he crossed his arms in displeasure, and snorted coldly.

Because it is on the virtual earth network, even if it is a live broadcast, there will not be an actual camera, otherwise... Kakarot will only be more upset, because the current live broadcast is a close-up of his face.

Qiqi's eyes were also in it.

"It's him!" The slim girl was a little far away from Sun Wukong and the others, and she couldn't see the specific images of the five of them clearly, but she opened her personal panel and tuned to the live channel... A light green screen appeared, and she pointed Caressing Kakarot's face in close-up.

He is exactly the same as the "Monkey King" in her memory, and also the same as the "Monkey King" she saw in the "Pointing Space" not long ago... He has a bad personality, but in fact he is lonely and cold inside, and Qiqi can't help it pity.

Qiqi's eyes were red, but she smiled again.

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Outside the space of the Martial Immortal Conference.

In a small "viewing plane", Boulma, Hathaway, Sun Wuhan, and Boulma's parents who came to join in the fun are all here.

In front of them, everything in the space of the Martial Immortal Conference was clearly visible as if they were right in front of them.

"Tch, Jarivs really, why did you release this Kakarot?" Boulma pouted.

Sun Wuhan shook his head, and asked Hathaway strangely: "Master, where is Master?"

"I don't know, it seems that I have something to do with Jarivs..." Hathaway shook her head.

……

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Martial Immortal Tower floor.

Wu Tian didn't have much interest in watching the Wuxian Club's game, but appeared here alone.

The figure of Jarivs, condensed by the green data flow, turned into a gentle middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, standing beside Wu Tian.

"Let's talk." Wu Tian said lightly.

Jarivs nodded, and directly stated: "I have calculated countless times, and according to your request, I have screened out the ten most likely developments. The tenth, Dapra..."

He pushed his glasses and spoke methodically.

While Wu Tian was listening, he squinted his eyes slightly, keeping his expression on.