Legend of Dragon Ball God Mu

“Hey, this time Turtle School’s Discipe didn’t participate.” Muyang heard this sigh as he passed the platform.

“There is no way, it is said that Master Roshi has not received Discile for many years,” another said.

Muyang walked sideways from the side, his ears erected, and thought to oneself: “Now there is fifty years from plot start. At this time, Master Roshi should have received Son Gohan as a disciple, and did not let Son Gohan come. To participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament, you should feel that it is not necessary.”

Son Gohan is Master Roshi’s most outstanding Disciple, and the final achievement is even above Master Roshi.

Now is the 50 year before the plot, Son Gohan in the youth state is absolutely in the golden period of rapid growth, and it is not far from being a leader. Participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament does not make sense to him.

“Muyang, competition is about to start, wait for spare no effort, don’t underestimate any opponent.” Sith groaned, Muyang was only in the Primitive Mountain with wild beast battle, and there was no experience with people, Sith was afraid of Muyang. If you can’t get used to it, you will be patient.

“Do not worry, Uncle Sith.”

Muyang was serious and serious nodded, then tied the waist belt, spare no effort.

On the platform, the sect master of Maple Leaf School began to explain the competition rules. The audience immediately gave a warm applause. After the applause ended, accompanied by an ear-splitting copper gong, the competition officially began.

Muyang myself, constantly scanning the Senior above with Scouter.

105, 110, 98, 103, 118…

These are all well-known characters!

In addition to those old Seniors, the younger generation is much weaker, Muyang is not going to measure, but the excellent one should only be six 70 Power Level, which is a certain gap.

Soon, the competition started.

In accordance with the drawing sequence, the Disciples of each Great School are divided into eight competition areas for the hegemony, each competition area determines one of the most powerful contestants, and enters the Quarter-Finals.

There is no power test beforehand, there is no so-called resurrect mechanism, the whole process is the strength of hard state! Everything is as simple and rude except that the previous Top 8 was used as a hidden contestant for eight competition areas!

Muyang blood boiling, this is the competition Ah he wants!

Standing in the candidate area, he has been able to sense the inner heart. This kind of emotion is even equal to when he took the college entrance examination that year.

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On the Arena, the first stage contest of different competition areas has begun, and the Disciples of the Great School are competing for each other. There are already some poorly good contestants who have been eliminated because they have encountered disparity in power. They can only sigh.

This result also attracted the audience under the terrace, but luck is also a part of the strength, the presence of the weight of the Martial Artist, slightly for those who are not good contestant regret, attention quickly into the next competition in.

At this time, Muyang also paid attention to the competition on the stage. Although the movements of these Martial Arts practitioners on the stage are fast and fast, they fall in his eyes, but it seems to slow down the scene. Every move is not only slow, but also full of loopholes.

This level also comes to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament?

Muyang thinks that if you change to yourself, just swing the fist and you can play them down. This is already a clear gap.

At this moment, Muyang concluded that he could definitely achieve good results in this competition.

“contestant 241, please go to Arena 13!” The staff member shouted at the door.

“It’s my turn to go on stage.”

Muyang gently nods, flashed a little cold light in the eyes, then went to the target Arena, gently jumped, and fell very lightly on the Arena.

At this time, Sith shouted under the stage: “Muyang is calm and not too stressed.”

“I know.” Cast a confident smile to Sith, Muyang looked towards his own opponent.

Opposite him is a young man with a burly figure, wearing a blue-colored martial arts uniform. When he saw him, Muyang smiled: “The first stage competition met the Maple Leaf School’s Disciple, oh, let me see What is the strength of the Great School Disciple?”

Muyang took it seriously. He didn’t use Scouter to test, but instead relied on his own feelings. He did this by training Ki Sense Ability.

“Maple Leaf School, Kane!” opposite the Maple Leaf School Disciple both palms together, politely bent slightly.

Muyang followed the return: “Heavenly Sky School, Muyang!”

Then the two men set aside their posture and slightly estimated the strength of the touched opponent. Eventually, the Maple Leaf School Disciple, called Kane, took the lead in launching the attack.

Muyang eyes fretting, the whole person’s aura changed, and the eyeball continued to rotate with the movement side of the opposite side. Because it was the first time to participate in the official competition, Muyang did not intend to keep it from the beginning. When the punching and kicking on the opposite side was about to reach out, Muyang inwardly shouted, the body swayed, and then as the body swayed, the unconsciously moved to Kane.

As it turns out, the difference between the constant named Kane and Muyang is still very big, and the feet are changing. Muyang has already identified the opportunity.

“Good speed, when will come behind me.”

In the face of the sudden emergence of Muyang, Kane was shocked by a cold sweat, but in the case of the Great School’s Discipe, Kane obviously had a good training in the basic skills, and her body was short, and her hands crossed, or he was hiding from danger. past.

Back and forth to hand to hand combat for several rounds, Muyang roughly figured out the level of opponent.

Then speed up the rhythm to end this match, so Muyang grinned, thoughts move, and the speed immediately on his hand speeded up a bit.

Kane didn’t expect Muyang’s movement to be so fast, and the body could not slow down. The simple attack had already made him fall, and he had to avoid the edge and flash the dodge to the side.

Hey, Muyang’s fist is heavy on the ground, making a squeaky noise, the slate of the martial arts stage is slightly loose, cracking a few cracks.

Kane saw the power that Muyang suddenly showed, and she was constantly reluctant at the foot of the shock, an irresistible aura assaults the senses.

Hua la, a vague black shadow suddenly swept past Kane’s eyelids, when Kane really couldn’t hide, only the cup one fist in the other hand.

Hey, huge pressure fell on his body, Kane swayed and slipped out of the distance of seven or eight meters.

Feeling numb with her arms, Kane smiled and had a decision in her heart.

“Wait a minute, this match my admit defeat.” When another attack on Muyang was about to come, Kane hurriedly stopped, and Kane looked down at Arena with regret.

“This competition, contestant 241 Muyang won!”

See a party contestant active admit defeat went down to Arena, the scene staff member immediately raised the flag and announced loudly.

Muyang, who still stayed on Arena, won this match.