Dragon Ball Saint Fighting Soul

“Yes, it seems that the strength of martial artists has begun to gradually penetrate into the hearts of the people.” Looking at the audience around him who were extremely boiling, Wang Chen was also very happy.

Of course, he wasn’t happy for himself.

Thinking that in the original work, Wukong and others had spared their lives many times, and even were tortured and killed by enemies to protect the earth, but in the end they were picked up by Satan, a guy who fished for fame, Wang Chen felt a chill in his heart.

Obviously, even if the official and ZF do not do this, he will use his own energy to create momentum for the martial artists, so that these people will not suffer the same as the original.

As the competition continued, the more than 40 contestants who were screened in the first round, except for some who were seriously injured and could not continue the competition, the remaining 30 or so began the next round of selection.

As these figures stepped into the ring again, many spectators who were impressed by the previous match couldn’t help but shout their idols at this moment, as if to add strength to it.

Of course, Boomer is no exception to one of them, shouting Wang Chen’s name loudly at this moment.

Just to prevent some guys who don’t open their eyes from stumbling and looking forward to her, Wang Chen very intimately used the small universe to create an invisible barrier for her.

Soon, when the names on the screen began to flash again, the third round of selection once again took Wang Chen’s turn.

But this time, his opponent was just a martial artist whose strength seemed to be good.

Wang Chen didn’t even give the other party a chance to talk nonsense, so he ended the battle in the moment he started.

However, unexpectedly, Wang Chen, Wukong, Turtle Immortal and others have been fighting against those martial artists they don’t know, and there has never been a situation of “infighting”.

Perhaps because the official personnel also saw the strength of several people, they specially arranged them as seeded players to the end.

It was not until the final eight that eight people, including Wang Chen, met one after another.

Wukong vs Namu Chenglong vs Yamucha Klin vs Dumpling Wang Chen vs Tianjin Rice

The above are the opponents of the quarterfinals.

“Klin still didn’t say anything about dumplings, but why did Tianjin Rice just come with me so coincidentally?” Looking at the three eyes that showed a fierce color at that moment, Wang Chen suddenly smiled.

If he meets a turtle immortal, maybe this old man will persuade him to put the other party on the right path.

But if you change him…….

That’s really your life or death, it all depends on my mood.

You say, didn’t you force these three-eyed boys to death?

Unlike Wukong, the fierce aura coming from Tianjin’s rice body did not mean to converge at all.

With just one glance, he could see that the other party was at least close to the level of the original old turtle’s full burst, that is, nearly 190 points.

He was even stronger than himself at the 22nd World First Martial Arts Conference.

Thinking that Tao Baibai’s death should have increased the training of the Tianjin Rice Master brothers a lot.

Even with this anger, it was vented on him?

With the suppressed anger in his heart, Tianjin Fan soon came to the ring, and with his height of 187, he seemed to look down on Wang Chen, who was slightly shorter because of his age.

“Today, let me take revenge on Uncle Junior!” Looking at Wang Chen, who seemed to not put himself in his eyes at all, Tianjin Fan was very annoyed.

Of course, some of this is for revenge, and some is for venting the grudges of hellish practice, perhaps only he knows it.

In this regard, Wang Chen was unimpressed:

“What, your uncle don’t say that I didn’t kill him. Even if I kill it, with your little strength, it seems that it is not enough to see, right? ”

There was no response to Wang Chen’s words, and Tianjin Fan’s silence continued almost until the moment when the referee shouted the start of the game.

But the referee’s voice was still transmitted in mid-air, and Tianjin Fan, who had moved first, had disappeared in place, and the whole person was like a cheetah rushing towards Wang Chen.

Obviously, at this moment, the speed of Tianjin rice has already exceeded the speed of sound by a lot!

However, in his opinion, the incomparably fast speed was no less than a turtle crawling for Wang Chen.

Just a tiptoe tap of the ring, when Tianjin Fan came to the place where he stood before, all he left behind was a slowly dissipating afterimage.

“Idiot, this level of strength also wants revenge? I’m afraid you’re here to give heads. Between the electric light and flint, Wang Chen, who flashed behind Tianjin Rice, almost did not hesitate to turn around and kick out, and his heavy heel was like a sweeping axe, slashing heavily into Tianjin Fan’s waist.

With an insignificant bone cracking sound, Tianjin Rice, which was bowed up like shrimp, had already flown out upside down.

Immediately afterwards, it was Wang Chen who pursued without hesitation.

He was too lazy to confront an unruly martial artist like Tianjin Fan, so Wang Chen also unceremoniously punched him into his lower abdomen.

In Wang Chen’s opinion, even if his attack did not have a small universe, the breath in his body and his constantly strong physique alone were enough to make Tianjin Rice completely lose its combat effectiveness.

But not long after, looking at Tianjin Rice, who was struggling to get up, Wang Chen felt that he seemed to have miscalculated.