"Master, I..." Tien Shinhan lowered his head, not knowing what to say. Crane Hermit was the person he least wanted to face.

No matter what, Hermit Crane is his master, the one who taught him and raised him since he was a child. Tien Shinhan and Gyoza are both orphans without parents, and in their eyes, Hermit Crane is equivalent to their parents.

Putting aside the character of Hermit Crane, he actually treats his disciples quite well.

Although it is called the Tsurusen Ryu, in fact, it has only two disciples, Tien Shinhan and Gyoza.

"I won't fall for your tricks this time, because I have found helpers who are capable of destroying you, the Kame-senryu. Bald Turtle, your apprentice and the two traitors are all clean and ready to go."

"Hehehe." When he said this, the cloaked man standing next to Crane Hermit cooperated very well and let out a villain-like laugh.

That voice felt very familiar to Tien Shinhan.

"Could it be..." Suddenly a figure appeared in his mind. He had obviously guessed the other party's identity. Then a drop of sweat ran down Tien Shinhan's forehead. He murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Isn't he dead?"

Only Jiaozi, who was standing next to Tien Shinhan, heard it. He looked at Tien Shinhan with a worried look on his face: "Brother Tien."

"We will let you know the consequences of offending me."

The Crane Immortal said viciously: "You stinking turtles, traitors, you rats better watch out for yourselves."

After saying these harsh words, Crane Hermit left with the cloaked man without looking back.

With his back to everyone, Crane Immortal was secretly mad.

'I am no longer the same person I was three years ago!'

"Three years, three whole years in that village. Do you know how I spent my life there? Wait, I will make those bastards of the Kame-sen-ryu and those two traitors pay with blood!!!"

"Hehehe," Crane Hermit laughed the same way as the cloaked man.

'Let you guys also have a taste of what it feels like to have shit sticking to your body, hehehe.'

When Hermit Crane just came over, the number displayed on Bulma's combat power tester was - '666'. As for the guy next to Hermit Crane, for some reason, the number displayed did not show his combat power at all.

This made Bulma think that there was something wrong with the tester.

"Beep, beep, beep" The tester sounded again just after the inspection. This time, the object displayed was a middle-aged man with a small tuft of beard in the middle of his long lips.

The number displayed above is 220.

"What a powerful guy." The other party's fighting ability made Bulma look at this ordinary, even a little funny-looking middle-aged man with a new perspective.

However, before Bulma could finish her sigh, there was a "bang" and the middle-aged man stepped on his right foot with his left foot and fell on his back like a fierce dog eating poop. His comedian-like behavior made the people around him laugh.

Bulma held her forehead and said, "It can even fall down. The machine must be broken."

At this moment, a broadcast urging the contestants to register sounded. Everyone then realized that they had not yet registered at the martial arts arena, so they hurried over.

Thus, the preliminaries for the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament began.

The number of participants this time is twice that of the previous one. No, to be more precise, it is nearly twice as much.

"Teacher Muten, are you planning to participate in the martial arts tournament this time?" Tien Shinhan asked Master Kame in a low voice before leaving.

Master Kame shook his head slightly and said, "It's no longer necessary. From now on, it's all about you young people. My old strength is far from keeping up with your pace."

"So. Come on."

Finally, Master Roshi pondered for a while and reminded: "By the way, Tien Shinhan, be careful of your master. I feel that this big stupid crane has hidden a lot of power."

"Yeah!" Tien Shinhan also nodded solemnly.

It is still the familiar qualifying venue and the familiar draw-based group qualifying process.

However, the difference is that this time the qualifying round is no longer the traditional way of selecting the top 8 to advance, but a way of advancing to the top 16.

"Mr. Uzumaki, Mr. Uzumaki, so you are here." Not long after Naruto stepped into the qualifying arena and got his number, he heard a staff member in a yellow robe waving and shouting, then trotted over to Naruto's side.

"Please follow me. We have prepared a VIP box for you to watch the game."

Well, Naruto revealed his cards. He registered a large amount of funds for the martial arts tournament, and it was he who changed the top 8 system to the top 16 system. Not only that, he also invested in a TV station to broadcast the entire content of the martial arts tournament live.

Naruto intends to lead the people of Earth to embrace martial arts.

He didn't want even the Qigong bullets and flying techniques to become legends in ten or twenty years.

So he raised the prize money from 50 yuan to 3000 million yuan. Not only the first place winner got money, but also the second, third, fourth and even the top eight winners could get prize money.

That’s why there are so many participants in the 23rd Martial Arts Tournament.

Even if we don't fight for the first place, we can still fight for the top eight.

The prize money for the quarterfinals is enough for an ordinary person to live a rich life.

"Can contestants rest in the VIP box?" Naruto asked, "My preliminaries are about to start."

"You, you have signed up for the competition?" The staff member was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the number one investor of this martial arts conference would actually participate.

What if I hurt him and he stops investing?

It was emphasized above that we must treat this big guy well.

"This, this. This." The staff member mumbled for a long time but couldn't make any sense.

"You go back first." Naruto said to the other party: "After all, I was the runner-up last time. Hmm. Maybe the champion?"

Because of the disruption caused by Danbalin in the previous martial arts tournament, the final of the 22nd World Martial Arts Tournament was forcibly terminated and no true champion was born.

Due to Naruto's tough attitude, the staff did not dare to stop him from participating in the competition and could only stand aside and watch Naruto's competition in fear.

Naruto's opponent is a giant who is at least 3 meters tall.

These extremely exaggerated, strong, bear-like creatures can’t be found everywhere on Earth, but there are quite a few of them.

Those muscles may look intimidating, but their fighting capacity is far from satisfactory.

Naruto just flicked the other man's forehead with one finger, and the strong man lost consciousness and fell straight down.

"That's amazing!" The staff member nearby was stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly.

At the same time, other Dragon Ball warriors also dealt with their opponents one after another. Goku chose to use his hand knife to lightly touch the opponent's neck, and the opponent lost consciousness. Krillin chose to push, Yamcha used kicking, and only Piccolo used the same method as Naruto, using finger flicking.

In addition to the Dragon Ball Warriors, there are also many outstanding players participating in this martial arts tournament.

such as:

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As soon as the man with the distinctive afro appeared on stage, there were exclamations from the audience.

"Chaiba King, it's the Chaiba King of Eight-Handed Fist. The Chaiba King with the title of Eight-Handed Fist is here again this time."

The character on the left is King Saba, who was defeated by Goku and killed by Danbalin three years ago. He was resurrected thanks to the Dragon Balls.

He has been practicing hard all the time in the past three years, and he is no longer the same person he was three years ago.

He felt that he could defeat Goku back then, so he came to participate in the competition again.

King Chaiba turned his gaze to Wukong who was competing in Area A: "Sun Wukong! This time I want to avenge my previous humiliation!"

"I will personally take back the honor that belongs to me, King Chaiba."

"I will prove to everyone that I am the best in the world."

As a warrior, there is nothing more humiliating than being defeated head-on by the opponent in a seemingly playful manner.

However, his opponent will not let him have his way.

"Hey" a black figure stepped onto the stage.

As that man appeared on the stage, there was another round of exclamations from the audience, which was even louder than when King Chaiba appeared on the stage.

"That was the champion of the previous World Martial Arts Tournament - Devilman."

One of them with sharp eyes recognized the identity of the black figure on the stage and pointed at him and shouted.

Devilman, who can also be called the Messenger of Hell, is a person who has won the World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament twice. He once worked for the Fortune Teller and usually appeared as the fifth person in the Fortune Teller's competition.

He appeared as the fourth person to fight against Goku, but was defeated head-on by Goku due to his lack of strength.

The "Devil Man" Chaiba Wang stared at his opponent, not daring to be careless in the slightest: "I didn't expect to meet such a tough opponent as soon as I entered the game."

Of course, he was very familiar with this guy who had won the world's number one martial arts tournament championship before him.

If Devilman hadn't been absent from the martial arts tournament he participated in due to some matters, he might not have won the championship.

"But I am different now!" King Chaiba rushed towards the demon man first: "I have been reborn!"

"Eight-handed Fist!"

King Chaiba waved his hands wildly, and at that moment eight arms seemed to appear behind him.

There it is, King Chaiba’s famous skill – the Eight-Hand Fist!

"Hmph." The devil man just smiled with a slight disdain, and then made a few mouth shapes to King Chaiba.

That's clearly talking rubbish.

The next moment, the devil's figure disappeared from King Chaiba's sight.

King Chaiba immediately became highly alert and looked around, trying to find any trace of the devil.

Then he suddenly had an idea: "I see, it's up there."

He thought of the scene when he was defeated by Goku three years ago. The opponent just jumped into the air, and the devil man had wings, which made it easier for him to fly into the air.

"Want to humiliate me like Sun Wukong? I tell you, it's impossible!"

King Chaiba suddenly raised his head and prepared to attack with both hands, but he only saw an empty ceiling, and the devil was not above him.

"Eight-handed fist, hey" the voice of the devil sounded behind King Chaiba. He only felt a pain in his neck and his eyes went black, and he fell down with a thud.

"King Chaiba has lost his fighting consciousness. The winner is the Devilman contestant!"

The Hachi-Shou Fist, once the best in the world, has failed to make it to the top eight in two consecutive martial arts tournaments.

"Hehehe, King Chaiba? The world's number one martial arts tournament champion after me? You're just a mere human."

The devil man just said this, flapping his wings and coming to Piccolo's side, speaking respectfully.

"Master Piccolo, I have won."

Piccolo nodded and said coldly, "Very good."

As a qualified demon king, how can he not have powerful subordinates?

This is what Naruto taught him. As a demon king, the most important thing is your status.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 265 Wukong: I’m getting married?

The demon king only needs to have invincible power.

All other matters are left to the subordinates.

This is what Naruto taught Piccolo.

"I already have invincible power." Piccolo clenched his right hand and turned his gaze to the other side of the arena, where there was a sturdy man wrapped in bandages.

He easily defeated the beast-like human in front of him with just one punch.

Like the Devil Man, there was another one of the five top masters under the Fortune Teller - the Mummy Man.

This guy Piccolo is simply stealing the fortune-teller's territory. The two strongest of her five masters were recruited by Piccolo.

It's not just mummies and demon men.

"Master Piccolo, I only have one more game to advance to the round of 16." A tall figure as tall as Piccolo walked out from the shadow in the corner.

He was a young man full of evil spirit, with a huge word "thunder" printed in the center of his martial arts uniform.

He came to Piccolo and spoke respectfully.

Piccolo didn't even look at him, but nodded coldly: "Take him down."

"Yes."

"Now, please welcome the legendary martial artist, contestant Lei Wu!" Following the host's shout, the young man full of evil spirit jumped up and stepped onto the stage.

Lei Wu is the leader among the evil martial artists.

Apparently, this young man called Lei Wu has now become Piccolo's subordinate.

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