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And Ling Feng now also has a tail on his butt.

However, Ling Feng naturally put this tail into his clothes and did not take it out.

"Okay, let's go in."

Wukong looked at the clothes that fit him perfectly and said excitedly.

"Um."

Ling Feng nodded his head and followed the others into the martial arts gym.

To participate in the World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, you must first go through preliminary rounds.

The so-called preliminaries are to first let everyone go on stage for a one-on-one fight. Then if one of them falls out of the field, faints or surrenders, it will be considered a loss. In the end, eight people will be selected to participate in the final game.

When Ling Feng and others entered the competition hall, they found that it was already full of people.

These people are tall and short, strong and thin, male and female, and they are very lively.

When all the applicants entered the competition hall, an old man stood in front of everyone and started to introduce the rules to everyone with a microphone.

"Come here and draw lots!"

When the old man finished speaking, another man holding a white cloth on his head shouted to everyone while holding a big lama.

When people heard his words, they all walked up.

Everyone lined up consciously, and each person took out a piece of white paper from the box in his hand.

Ling Feng and others opened the white paper and took a look. The numbers on each paper were different.

This also means that Ling Feng and the others will no longer be their opponents.

"Okay, now I'll give you ten minutes to warm up. Once the warm-up is over, the game will begin."

The old man continued to speak.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

Ling Feng also walked to his side of the ring and waited for the referee to call him up.

"Contestants No. 61 and No. 23, please come to the ring and prepare for the competition."

At this time, the referee on the stage spoke out.

Ling Feng lowered his head and glanced at the white paper in his hand. He was number 23.

Ling Feng didn't say anything, stretched his body and walked directly onto the ring.

The person fighting Ling Feng was a woman with purple hair and wearing blue clothes.

"This little brother, can you let me win? My name is Lan Fang."

As soon as Lan Fang came on the stage, he started to wink at Ling Feng.

"Referee, let's start."

Ling Feng ignored Lan Fang, but turned to look at the referee and asked.

"Well, let's begin!"

The referee didn't say much and waved his arm directly.

Just when the referee waved his arm, Ling Feng took a deep breath.

Ling Feng's dantian was filled with anger and his eyes were fixed on Lan Fang in front of him.

Lan Fang couldn't help but take a step back due to Ling Feng's glare, but thought that she was competing, so she cheered up.

"Ah!"

A roar burst out from Ling Feng's throat.

Lan Fang was immediately shocked and fell into a coma.

"Referee, let me win."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, looked at the unconscious Lan Fang in front of him, and asked the referee on the side.

"Well, you win."

It was obviously the first time for the referee to see this situation. He stuttered twice and spoke slowly.

Ling Feng didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the ring.

The move he used just now was Jie Ku Lingfeng's lion's roar.

The lion's roar is one of the secrets of the Shaolin Temple. First, the energy in the Dantian sinks, and then the energy in the Dantian evaporates from the mouth.

After practicing this move, it can have an unexpected effect when facing the enemy.

Therefore, after Jie Ku Lingfeng learned this move, he practiced it frequently.

Therefore, when the Saiyan Ling Feng uses it, he can stun Lan Fang with one sound.

This was used when Ling Feng retained seven points of his strength. If Ling Feng used it with all his strength, everyone present, except Wukong, might bleed to death.

In the subsequent competitions, after seeing Ling Feng's power, everyone else in the arena immediately gave up as long as they fought against Ling Feng.

Of course, there will also be some people who think they are awesome and coaxing, but naturally they will be beaten off the stage by Ling Feng as soon as they come on stage.

"Alas, it's not enough to use only four points of force. It seems that I can only use three points of force, no, two points of force."

Seeing that none of these people could fight, Ling Feng thought in his mind about how much strength he would have to show when fighting others next time.

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Chapter 178 Klin vs. Barbarian

After a morning of competition, eight people who passed the preliminary round were quickly selected from more than a hundred people.

While explaining the rules to Ling Feng and others, the host also announced the names of the eight of them.

These people are: Ling Feng, Wukong, Krillin, Yamcha, Namo who looks like a monk, and Kiraen, a monster who looks like a flying dragon. His whole body is constantly smelling and he has not been washed since he was born. A bathing barbarian and a Tianjin fan with three eyes.

Wait a minute, Tianjin rice?

Hearing his familiar name, Ling Feng looked to the side.

Sure enough, Tianjin Fan with three eyes was standing next to him.

"How will you be here?"

Ling Feng looked at Tianjin Fan and asked.

According to the original work, Tianjin Fan should still be practicing in the Kakusenryu at this time. How could he come to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association?

"Don't worry about why I'm here. What you need to know is that I will definitely defeat you."

Tianjin Fan looked at Ling Feng standing in front of him and said angrily.

Since being defeated by Ling Feng, Tianjin Fan has been practicing in the Hexian style.

But the more he practiced, the smaller Tianjin Fan felt his improvement became.

So Tenjin Fan left the Kakusenryu directly and continued to travel around the world, constantly improving himself.

Then one time, while training outside, Tianjin Fan heard someone mention something about the No. 1 Martial Arts Club in the World.

After carefully understanding the situation of the World's No. 1 Budokai, Tianjin Fan came to sign up. He wanted to compete with others to improve himself and at the same time earn some bonuses.

"Then come on."

After listening to Tianjin Fan's words, Ling Feng looked at Tianjin Fan with encouraging eyes.

"Okay, everyone, come and draw lots."

The host wearing sunglasses looked at the people in front of him and said aloud.

Afterwards, everyone stepped forward and took out their numbers from the box one by one.

In the first round, Krillin fought against the barbarian.

In the second round, Ling Feng faced off against Yamcha.

In the third round, Nan Wu played against Tianjin Fan.

In the fourth round, Sun Wukong fights against Kirane.

"Now please let the contestants in the first round go to the front and wait."

After the sunglasses host finished speaking, he left here directly.

"Klin, come on."

When Wukong saw that his good friend was competing in the first match, he stepped forward to cheer Krillin up.

"Um."

Klin looked at the barbarians in the distance, swallowed, and said slowly.

When he thought that his opponent was a barbarian, Klin felt a little panicked.

Because the barbarian's body was constantly smelling bad, everyone stayed far away from him and did not dare to come within five meters of him.

Klin took a deep breath, thinking about his opponent, and then remembered that he was about to fight in front of everyone. This made Klin's whole body stiffen, and he walked out mechanically.

As for Klin's opponent, the Barbarian was naturally standing in the ring waiting for Klin early.

The barbarian looked at Klin, who was short and walking up like a robot, and thought disdainfully in his heart.

He can deal with a brat like Klin in just one move.

At this time, the stench from the barbarian's body had spread from the arena to the audience.

People in the audience had covered their noses and looked at the two people on the ring.

"Game start!"

The host once again explained the rules of the competition and then gave an order. The host left the ring directly and handed the ring over to Klin and Barbarian.

The monk on the side also hammered down the gong hard.

A crisp sound suddenly rang.

"Hey hey hey."

Hearing the noise, the barbarians naturally knew that the game had begun.

So the barbarian walked up to Klin with a strange smile on his face.

Because of the strong stench on his body, every time the barbarian took a step forward, Klin took a step back.

The odor on the savages is not only the stench, but also the smell of various bacteria, flies, and mosquitoes.

A variety of smells merged together. If someone stood next to the barbarian and took a whiff, that person would definitely pass out directly.

"Punch me."

The barbarian looked at Klin in front of him and punched him directly.

But because the barbarian was tall and slow in movement, his punch was dodged by Klin's jump.

"Taste my bad breath storm."

The barbarian took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and breathed towards Kling.

A strong smell spurted out directly from the barbarian's mouth and flew quickly towards Klin.

At this time, God was not kind, and a gust of wind happened to blow over, blowing the barbarian's bad breath directly in front of Klin.

People are constantly breathing, so when the barbarian's bad breath came to Klin, as soon as he took a breath, he directly inhaled the barbarian's bad breath.

"Well."

Smell this strange smell.

Klin only felt that his whole body was weak, and the feeling of nausea was rolling in his body.

The barbarian's bad breath could make Krillin spit out his morning meal.

"It's not over yet."