054, I don’t accept it!!

A dazzling light emanated from Zhang Wutian's fist.

However, in the eyes of Sun Wukong in the air, this approach was quite stupid.

Concentrating all the energy on the fist can indeed increase the attack power, but at the cost, the energy scattered throughout the body was drawn, greatly reducing the defense power. Now Sun Wukong only needs one punch to knock Zhang Wutian down.

"Are you going to take a gamble? Stupid behavior will only kill you!"

Sun Wukong in the air made such a comment to Zhang Wutian on the ground, and then Zhang Wutian took action.

"Empty barrage!!"

At least 30 punches per second, he kept waving his fists into the air, causing golden fists to fly into the sky. This is a large-scale barrage like a goldfish scattered.

Countless fist seals form a cone posture, rushing towards Sun Wukong in the air.

"You plan to defeat me with this trick? It's ridiculous!"

Sun Wukong did not dodge or dodge, and of course he did not perform the so-called wiping bullet. He simply waved his single fist and kept knocking the fist prints shot at him away.

For a moment, the scene became particularly spectacular. Zhang Wutian on the ground kept shooting fists into the sky like a pedestal that fired fireworks. The neatly arranged fists were like a tide. After hitting Sun Wukong who turned into a reef, it turned into a turbulent stream, and then flew through the air. The sound and light effects of this process were enough to amazed any audience.

Of course, this alone cannot defeat Sun Wukong, and Zhang Wutian naturally understands this.

Zhang Wutian’s empty fist has a characteristic that is hard to reach, that is, flexibility.

Although its power is not as powerful as the shock wave that can continuously increase force, the empty fist is flexible and can be removed after being fired. This characteristic gives the user great freedom.

So, while Sun Wukong continued to bounce off his empty fist, Zhang Wutian on the ground suddenly disappeared, and he mixed in the fist he fired and rushed towards the target in the sky.

His fist was still flashing with light, but this time he did not emit the light, but locked it tightly in his fist.

Then, he finally came to Sun Wukong.

"Eat me a punch!"

Zhang Wutian, who was mixed in the fist seal, punched him, and then he swung his eyes blankly.

"It's an old routine." Sun Wukong, who seemed to be constantly bounced off his fist prints and was even a little numb, suddenly disappeared, leaving only a afterimage on the spot, and then he had already flashed to the other side. Sun Wukong, who avoided Zhang Wutian's punch, could launch a counterattack.

At this moment, Zhang Wutian concentrated all his energy on his fist. If he was hit by Sun Wukong, he might be beaten on the spot.

"I knew you would use this trick!"

However, Zhang Wutian’s punch just now was actually a false move.

The fist, which seemed to be amazing, actually did not hit it with all its strength. Zhang Wutian left at least 9 layers of strength to deal with the residual image fist that Sun Wukong might have used.

Facing the direction Sun Wukong came, Zhang Wutian quickly retracted his fist, turned around, and blasted his fist towards the other side.

"Yes, I mean, I let you know."

This time, Zhang Wutian still hit the remaining image. Sun Wukong's entity appeared behind Zhang Wutian and launched another attack.

Seeing Sun Wukong's fist getting closer, Zhang Wutian could only keep punching and watched him get hit.

Then, Sun Wukong beat him up with a look of surprise.

"The Remnant Fist is not your own patent!" The lifelike phantom still stayed in front of Sun Wukong, and Zhang Wutian's voice came from the other side.

"What you deserve is yours, just take this punch honestly!"

In the end, Zhang Wutian's long-accumulated fist finally hit Sun Wukong's abdomen.

After hitting the first punch, Zhang Wutian did not hesitate. His other hand, which was also shining with light, clenched into a fist and hit Sun Wukong in the head.

However, the second punch was intercepted by the opposite hand.

He obviously ate Zhang Wutian's first punch without any defense, but Sun Wukong recovered instantly as if nothing had happened and easily took Zhang Wutian's second punch.

"Beautiful." He pinched Zhang Wutian's fist with his palm, and a cruel smile appeared on Sun Wukong's face.

“But the weight is not enough!”

He punched Zhang Wutian in the abdomen, causing Zhang Wutian to hug his stomach.

At this moment, Zhang Wutian gave up all defenses because of the attack, and it can be said that he was as fragile as paper. Sun Wukong's punch formed the effect of a group, and one blow cleared all Zhang Wutian's blood volume.

Then Sun Wukong clasped his fists with his hands and pounded Zhang Wutian's back.

Zhang Wutian fell into the ground like a plane crash, and his whole body hit the ring, causing a large area of ​​dust.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Zhang Wutian's figure was revealed.

"Sponsor Zhang Wutian fell to the ground! The countdown began."

Sun Wukong fell on the ring. He did not attack Zhang Wutian, who was lying on the ground, but looked quietly at Zhang Wutian who seemed to be unconscious.

With the beginning of the countdown, Zhang Wutian, who had experienced a brief coma, seemed to wake up, but he couldn't stand up.

"It's so...it hurts...it's impossible to move."

"Am I going to lose..."

Although it was not the first time that it failed, this failure brought unexpected stimulation to Zhang Wutian.

Zhang Wutian has not lost. When he first came to the Dragon Ball World, he was often abused by Sun Wukong. Later, he lost to Tianjin Mian in another world several times, but that was just a practice, which was completely different from the situation at this moment.

At this moment, Zhang Wutian realized that he was about to lose to Sun Wukong, and extremely unwillingness appeared in his heart.

Especially when he discovered that Sun Wukong, who had defeated him, looked bored. This indifferent expression deeply stimulated Zhang Wutian's self-esteem.

"Didn't it mean nothing to you that beat me?"

"Is this battle just a boring game for you?"

"Am I just a small stepping stone in your combat career?"

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing!!"

"I want me to be honest here to bow down to a little devil who is less than half of my height, admit that he has failed, admit that he is not as skilled as others, and admit that he is a weak person?"

"Is it only that I, Zhang Wutian, can only lie on the ground and wait for failure once I meet a strong man?"

"It can't be done, it can't be done no matter what!!"

When the host of sunglasses was about to count to 10, Zhang Wutian spoke.

"You won this game."

"But this battle is not over yet, and I haven't admitted that I have failed!"

Zhang Wutian took out a fairy bean from his pocket with difficulty and ate it.

The use of props is prohibited in the rules of the world's No. 1 martial arts competition. Zhang Wutian's foul behavior is equivalent to automatically giving up the game, but Zhang Wutian doesn't care. He loses the game, but as he said, the battle must continue.

"Blow me up!!!"

After eating fairy beans, his injuries and fatigue were wiped out. Zhang Wutian jumped up and a new and intense aura erupted from his body.

Seeing Zhang Wutian's appearance, Sun Wukong sneered.

"It's useless, what if I stand up again? It's just that I'll take more effort."

"Then let the horse come over!" Zhang Wutian's spirit was extremely excited, and his blood rushed straight, saying without hesitation: "Just Vegeta, I will never lose to you!!"
Chapter completed!