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053. Fierce Battle! Zhang Wutian vs. Monkey King (Bei)

053, Fierce Fight! Zhang Wutian vs. Sun Wukong (Bei)

Kobayashi's match against Sun Wukong was really a shame and there was nothing to say at all.

Before the war, Kobayashi asked Sun Wukong not to show mercy and declared: "If you don't do your best, I will hate you for the rest of your life."

So Sun Wukong really used all his strength and knocked Kobayashi away with one punch.

"Don't I give me a room for rest? Where is the promised internal strife in the Turtle Fairy Liu?"

Zhang Wutian jumped onto the ring with a helpless look on his face.

"Stop pretending, don't you have that kind of magical medicine?" Sun Wukong, who watched the entire process of watching Tianjin Fan recover completely, expressed serious disdain for this. Unlike the Saiyan Kakarote, who didn't care about the details and turned into a big deal, the prince's mind was actually very smart. He could see at a glance how recovery from Tianjin Fan was at that time.

It is precisely because of this shrewdness that although he is equally rough with Kakarot who has not hit his head, this Vegeta version of Sun Wukong can be in peace with Bulma.

The reason is very simple. After realizing the other party's shrewdness and unparalleled strength, Bulma did not dare to provoke or deceive Sun Wukong at all. Therefore, the two spent the initial running-in period peacefully and then became friends.

Speaking of fairy beans, Zhang Wutian took out one from his pocket and threw it to Sun Wukong.

"Are you sure you want to give me this?" Sun Wukong was a little surprised when he caught the fairy bean thrown by Zhang Wutian: "If my physical strength recovers, you will die even worse."

"It doesn't make sense to fight a half-baked guy. I want to see all your strength. Besides, this is just a game. If it's a real battle, I won't do that."

"Haha, since you are determined to die, I'm not polite." After a sneer, Sun Wukong swallowed the fairy beans.

If the things that Zhang Wutian threw away were poisons or micro-bombs, it would be a magical work. Unfortunately, Zhang Wutian is not a despicable villain who even has to use tricks to participate in a game. Therefore, after eating the fairy beans, Sun Wukong instantly replenished his physical strength due to fighting Wukong.

"Oh oh oh! That's awesome, this medicine is really good!"

Feeling that he had returned to his best condition, Sun Wukong smiled with satisfaction.

"As you wish, I will use all my strength to deal with you. If you don't want to die, remember to give up quickly!!"

Zhang Wutian grinned and showed a tit-for-tat smile: "Absent? Haha, I'm despised by a little ghost who is only half as tall as me!"

The two stood opposite each other, Zhang Wutian seemed extremely serious, standing straight like a javelin, while Sun Wukong kept his hands on his chest as usual, looking at his opponent casually.

"The competition begins!!" After waiting for the two of them to finish their conversation, the host of the sunglasses announced loudly.

At that moment, Zhang Wutian broke out.

Crossed his hands in front of his chest, condensing his energy continuously, and then the engine inside his body burst out instantly.

As he swung his hands away from both sides of his body, Zhang Wutian raised his chest, and the air in his body burst out violently like an explosion, and a circle of visible light surrounded Zhang Wutian's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Even blue veins burst out on his forehead. Zhang Wutian gritted his teeth, constantly squeezing his potential, madly improving his energy, and showing his strongest state from the beginning.

The strong wind pressure fell on the venue of the entire martial arts competition. The strong wind blew across the audience, causing the audience to tilt, and all kinds of miscellaneous things to fly around. Sun Wukong, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt the hurricane rushing towards him.

"Bored, just raise a burst of dust." Sun Wukong commented disdainfully.

Gritting his teeth, keeping himself in the strongest output state, feeling the breath in his body decreases like boiling steam, Zhang Wutian looked at his opponent and said, "Go to fight quickly."

The next moment, as the ground broke, Zhang Wutian disappeared instantly and attacked Sun Wukong with a forward rush.

Sun Wukong stretched out his palm and caught Zhang Wutian's attack.

But the offensive did not end there. Although Sun Wukong caught Zhang Wutian's attack, the subsequent thrust continued to oppress him.

"Haha, this punch is strong enough! This is how the battle is interesting!!"

He said with a big laugh, and then Sun Wukong stretched out his spare fist and punched Zhang Wutian in reverse.

Zhang Wutian also stretched out his empty hand and caught Sun Wukong's attack.

The scene immediately became a stalemate in which the two of them attacked each other at the same time and resisted the opponent's attacks at the same time.

The ground where the two stood had long been broken and shattered downward layer by layer. Not only Zhang Wutian, but also began to emit a faint light from Sun Wukong's body. The bursting lights of the two were intertwined together, forming another level of confrontation.

Both sides kept putting pressure on the other side. In this regard, Zhang Wutian seemed to have a natural advantage, because his height far surpassed the young body of Sun Wukong, allowing him to gain a condescending advantage and press down on the trend.

But on the scene, Zhang Wutian was in a disadvantaged state. He kept putting pressure on the opponent, but he could not even push forward at all.

He seemed to be fighting against the entire earth, and no matter how pressure was applied, his opponent remained motionless.

"Hmph, is that only that?"

But Sun Wukong still had enough money. He suddenly fell backwards, causing the resistance in front of Zhang Wutian who was doing his best to suddenly be empty. According to inertia, Zhang Wutian rushed forward irresistible.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong, who fell to the ground independently, bent his feet and kicked upwards.

The attack hit Zhang Wutian's abdomen and hit Zhang Wutian into the sky.

Covering his abdomen, Zhang Wutian flew into the sky, while Sun Wukong rushed up immediately, mingling with Zhang Wutian.

In the air, Zhang Wutian, who had already been beaten for a while, was completely at a disadvantage. After barely blocking a few punches, Zhang Wutian's defense was broken, just like a fragile glass barrier was broken by a thud. Sun Wukong's heavy punch hit Zhang Wutian firmly.

Being beaten repeatedly in the air, and finally, Sun Wukong ended the combo with an inverted gold hook and knocked Zhang Wutian to the ground from the sky.

At the last moment when he was about to land, Zhang Wutian, who was beaten to close his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, turned around, and landed heavily on the ground with his feet.

After a difficult success, he shaking his body for a while, adding new cracks to the scarred ring. Then Zhang Wutian raised his head and looked at Sun Wukong who was not in a hurry to attack in the sky.

"Damn it, it's not enough!" The air in the body was consumed like flowing water. However, even so, Zhang Wutian was still no match for Sun Wukong. The gap between the two was as far away as the gap between Leping and Zhang Wutian.

When the combat power of both sides is not equal, skills become the support for the weak to defeat the strong. Can you see that even Xiaolin can rely on skills to cut off the tail of a cosmic emperor? Zhang Wutian recently created a set of killing skills mainly based on slash through a series of cultivation. In the idea, he attached the blade as thin as a cicada wing to his hand to cut off any matter in the world. However, this move has not been completed yet. In the idea, the blade as thin as a cicada wing is still a thick blunt knife, and even if it is taken out, it has no meaning. That kind of blunt knife cannot cut off Sun Wukong.

Besides, even if he completes this move, Zhang Wutian will not use it in the game. No matter how angry or confused he is, he will not really kill him in the game. As he said before, after all, this is just a game, not a battle.

Faced with an unfavorable situation, Zhang Wutian once again burst out the qi.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As he shouted with all his strength, Zhang Wutian was frantically emitting his fighting spirit.

"I'm still using this method? It's really boring. Are you already exhausted?" Fei was in the air and looked down at Zhang Wutian's behavior. Sun Wukong curled his lips and said disdainfully.

Of course, Zhang Wutian, who was on the ground, could not hear what Sun Wukong was saying in the air, but just looking at the other person, Zhang Wutian could also guess the rough idea of ​​the boy in the sky.

"Don't be too proud. Even if I don't use that move, I have a killing move that can fight you! The game has just begun!!"
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