Dragon Ball Saint Fighting Soul

Countless turbulent air masses appeared in this afterimage, and the turbulent air flow was like a small black hole, almost completely filling the entire ring.

At this moment, even Wang Chen could not determine which was true and which was false based on his five senses alone.

“It’s a little interesting, the little bald head is worthy of being an expert in playful operations.”

Soon, those Klins who were holding azure air masses in their hands made movements one after another, and countless blue pillars of light were pushed out along with their palms, flying towards Wang Chen with an indomitable momentum.

But he knew that nine out of ten of these pillars of light were goods with only a trace of breath remaining.

So in the face of this overwhelming turtle school qigong, Wang Chen simply closed his eyes and gave his body and mind to his sixth sense that he polished day and night.

Rao is how the external situation changes, my heart is like water!

Pillars of azure light crisscross the ring, bringing up countless smoke and rubble.

But Wang Chen, who was located in the center of this killing formation, was always like a shadow, and no matter how these afterimages changed and how fierce his qi was, it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

Occasionally, a trace of energy approached, and it was also broken by his finger.

When all the remaining aura in all the afterimages is exhausted, except for the exhausted Klin and the shattered ring.

Wang Chen, who was at the center of the Residual Turtle Sect’s qigong killing moves, was still unharmed, and even the corners of his clothes were spotless as before.

“Damn, can’t even this level of afterimage fist help him?” Seeing that the situation he had carefully created was shattering in an instant, Klin couldn’t help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

In the end, he and Wang Chen were not opponents of the same level at all, and the outcome of this battle was already doomed from the beginning.

What’s more, the fusion of the Afterimage Fist and the Turtle Sect Qigong had consumed nine out of ten of the breath in his body.

In a hurry, seeing that Wang Chen seemed to be ready to end the battle, Klin, who was a little unwilling, also wanted to release the last Turtle Sect Qigong.

However, as the flashing Wang Chen came to him, and then grabbed his arm, this last resistance became a joke.

“Bye bye little bald head.”

Just a random throw, the irresistible force has completely thrown Klin off the sidelines.

Looking at Wang Chen, who seemed to be unable to even warm up on the field, the physically and mentally exhausted Klin only had time to show a wry smile, and the whole person fainted uncontrollably.

And this game has completely come to an end.

“True . . . It’s incredible! As a disciple of Turtle Immortal Flow, the Turtle Sect Qigong that Player Klin had just had hundreds of doppelgängers had made us unimaginable. ”

“But unexpectedly, this player named Wang Chen easily defeated the Klin player, and if you look closely, he doesn’t even have the slightest damage to the corners of his clothes!” Looking at Wang Chen, who slowly walked off the ring, the host with a golden back and black sunglasses was almost impossible

After presiding over the martial arts association for so many years, it was the first time he had seen such a powerful martial artist as Wang Chenyi and others.

“It’s really thanks to this product that after experiencing so many inhuman wars, it can still come to the Majin Buu chapter.” Can’t help but glance back at the host who is explaining hard, and Wang Chen also had to secretly give a thumbs up.

Of course, the host is not the only one who is excited.

As long as all the spectators who witnessed this unprecedented duel could wait for the game to start directly in the next second.

In their opinion, the difference in strength between Klin and Wang Chen was so great, it still allowed them to enjoy a visual feast that they had never seen before.

So what kind of showdown will be between Jackie Chan and Wukong next?

In the mood of great anticipation of the audience, the turtle immortal and the little Wukong quickly stepped into the ring.

It was only in view of Wang Chen and Klin’s wrath on the ring, and the battle between the two had to abolish the restrictions outside and inside the arena.

As the two stood at opposite ends of the broken ring, the entire arena became audible.

Because no one wants to interfere even the slightest bit with this long-awaited victory or defeat for hundreds of millions of people because of their own reasons.

But compared to Goku’s fighting spirit, the turtle immortal at this time couldn’t help but beat a little drumming in his heart.

“To be able to practice to this point at only 13 years old, should I really be his younger brother?” Inadvertently glanced at Wang Chen on the side, and while the turtle immortal was extremely pleased, his heart was also full of bitterness.

To be honest, he really wasn’t sure if he could defeat Goku.

A year ago, Goku was just a small short man, and his combat power was only 60.

But after a year, although his height has hardly changed, the breath in Goku’s body is now nearly ten times stronger than before.

At this time, to what extent he had cultivated, to be honest, even the Turtle Immortal himself, who was a mentor, did not know.

“I really don’t know what Goku has experienced in this month.”

With the mentality of giving it a try, the turtle immortal adjusted his posture.

Seeing this, the little Wukong in front of him also slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and punched out towards the turtle immortal with the raging wild sand.