Xiao Jiang's purpose in entering this world is very simple, that is to find the principle of Saiyan transformation and then increase his own strength. He has never considered any martial arts competition here.
He really didn't expect to happen to meet up with a martial arts conference when he came back this time. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"It turns out it's a martial arts conference. I thought you guys were traveling here because you have nothing to do. Since you have something to do, just go and do it."
Lan Qi was usually extremely irritable, but she felt an inexplicable fear in front of Xiao Jiang. When he heard what he said, she nodded hurriedly and said:
"Then I'll go to the hotel first."
After saying that, Lan Qi left as quickly as the wind. Turtle Immortal rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Sir, do you still have that... one?"
Xiao Jiang took out a new player and handed it to Guixianren. The old guy's eyes immediately glowed when he got the good stuff and said:
"Then I'll take my leave first."
As he spoke, Guixianren's old and rickety body disappeared quickly. Xiao Jiang shook his head and walked to the barbecue stall nearby to buy two skewers of sausages. He just took a bite, and one of them turned pale and had a pair of blush bands on his face.
The child in the melon-skin hat floated in front of Xiao Jiang. With a pair of round eyes that seemed to be unable to close, he looked at the sausage in Xiao Jiang's hand and turned around. Then he looked back at a tall man with three eyes and said coquettishly:
"Tianjin rice, I want to eat grilled sausage."
The three-eyed man was wearing a revealing green shorts, with a crane embroidered on his heart. The pupils of his three eyes were extremely small, and there was an inexplicable gloominess when they turned. However, when the little boy spoke, the three-eyed man's face revealed
With a touch of tenderness, he walked to the barbecue stall, took out the money, bought ten sausages and handed them to the child and said:
"Dumpling, when the game is over, I will take you to eat something delicious."
"OK."
The little boy nodded and started to bite into the sausage. Only then did the three-eyed man notice Xiao Jiang's appearance. A set of silver-white plate-like armor was put on his body. The helmet was also bulging and looked very old-fashioned. He glanced at Xiao Jiang.
Jiang looked disdainful and led the child away. At this moment, a scarred man in red clothes walked past Xiao Jiang. The scarred man also glanced at Xiao Jiang's armor and showed a trace of disdain.
Xiao Jiang whispered innocently:
"Who am I provoking? Why do everyone look down on me?"
Xiaohong projected his current appearance into Xiao Jiang's eyes and chuckled:
"This quark core is shaped with a special force field. Because it was too difficult, I could only roughly make it look like armor. Although the joints are exquisitely designed, the appearance is really ugly."
Xiao Jiang took a look and found that he was now covered in armor less than half an inch thick. Although it was a bit ugly, it was still a quark core, so he didn't feel unworthy.
For more than a year, he has been practicing in this armor with three times the mass of the solar system. In his opinion, practicality is enough, and he doesn't care whether it is ugly or not.
Xiao Jiang curled his lips and said:
"It's nothing to be ugly. If I throw my helmet out, the earth will be torn into pieces by the gravity in an instant. They still look down on me. If the martial arts competition is not interesting, I will just sit there and let them die of exhaustion in the ring."
Xiaohong said:
"Being exhausted in the ring... Oh, I understand, you mean to stand in the ring and let them fight. Not to mention you have such a terrifying armor, even if you don't wear the armor and let them fight, you will still be tired.
Damn them, but that’s so boring, not to mention the little prize money in this competition is not enough.”
Xiao Jiang is definitely not interested in participating in this kind of martial arts conference. Even Xiao Jiang is not interested in the future universe conference hosted by Quan Wang. As long as he resists beatings, he is not afraid of any opponent.
Xiao Jiang gnawed on the grilled sausage and moaned:
"What's the point of this martial arts competition? It's not as good as the specialty snacks on this street. They are the best in the world. Can being sought after by ordinary people improve their strength?"
"What? The martial arts competition is boring. Why don't you go and win the championship? You're so ugly and you don't even need a craftsman to change it. You'll look like you're so poor at first sight."
Just when Xiao Jiang finished speaking, a tall blue-haired girl stared and yelled. The scarred man in red who had just walked not far away hurriedly turned around and grabbed the girl and said:
"Bulma, don't argue with others."
This girl is Bulma, who was fattened by Sun Wukong three or four years ago. A few years later, she has become a big girl, becoming more beautiful and more feminine, but she speaks very harshly. When she saw the scarred man coming,
Bulma even put her hands on her hips and stared:
"Yamucha, tell me, this guy said that the World's Best Martial Arts Tournament was boring. He said that he was invincible. Seeing that he was embarrassed when he came out wearing such ugly armor, he was so arrogant. If he had the ability, he would sign up for the martial arts tournament.
Yes, who doesn’t know how to pretend to be fake?"
Xiao Jiang smiled and looked at Bulma, who had an unforgiving mouth but was said to be dead at the touch of a dragon ball. He finished a piece of grilled sausage and disappeared with a flick of a bamboo stick, and walked away without saying a word.
When Bulma saw that Xiao Jiang was ignoring him, he was about to speak and continue shouting, but Yamcha held Bulma's arm tightly and looked sharply at a stone pillar a few meters away.
"What's wrong?"
Amidst Bulma's questioning, Yamcha pulled her to the stone pillar. He touched a small eye on the stone pillar and turned to the other side. He gestured and walked to a stone lion dozens of meters away. He also found a small eye crossing the stone pillar.
After seeing this, he continued to look forward, and a hundred meters away he found a big tree with several people hugging each other. He also found a small eye on the big tree.
Yamcha continued to move forward in horror. Dozens of big trees in a line all had such a small eye. When Yamcha looked into the distance, he could only see a mountain dozens of miles away. His eyes were sharp and there was a risk on his forehead.
A layer of sweat broke out, and Bulma, who had been following him, muttered:
"Did you see a ghost? Are you so scared?"
Yamcha looked at Bulma helplessly and said:
"Bulma, it's best not to mess with the weirdo just now if you see him in the future. He's so scary. He shot a bamboo stick from the street all the way through the forest. I guess this thing has already reached the depths of the mountain. With his one hand,
The martial arts tournament is really meaningless to him, who can pick him up?"
Xiao Jiang was not pretending but deliberately warned Yamucha. If he really took action, let alone Yamcha, it would be extremely difficult for even the strong men in this universe to catch his movements.
Xiao Jiang doesn't cause trouble, but he doesn't like others to cause trouble for him. Bulma just has a sharp mouth and it doesn't matter. If Yamcha takes action, Xiao Jiang's character will not easily let go of people who have bad intentions towards him.
A bamboo stick sends out a threat, which also shows that he does not want to cause trouble. If this does not lead to trouble, Xiao Jiang will not care who belongs to whom. Once he takes action, it will be absolutely destroyed, even
