Dragon Ball Guilty

Sure enough, this martial arts meeting held by the King of the Realm was a rare opportunity for Feng Zi to upgrade. Feeling the full feeling after the upgrade, he realized that what he had practiced hard for seven years was far less practical than killing monsters now!

As the game progressed in full swing, the atmosphere in the entire underworld was heated up. Everyone cheered excitedly and shouted for the representatives sent by their respective camps, making the originally calm world become lively!

The results of the elimination round of eight players were quickly determined. Feng Zi, Pai Rifan, and two other powerful players above rank two! Coincidentally, the four people who finally qualified for promotion actually belonged to four galaxies, which also left the four anxious kings in the audience in suspense.

During the rest time, under the arrangement of the King of Kai, all players can have a meal to restore the physical strength just consumed in the game.

"Ding-dang, ding-dong..." The sound of plates clashing together sounded in the restaurant of the players' lounge, and the servants of the underworld and several other players eating all looked at it sideways!

Feng Zi picked up the plate and wolfed the food into his mouth, showing his amazing appetite and digestion ability. What was placed in front of him were plates and rice bowls stacked on top of each other.

"What an amazing amount of food." A contestant wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Feng Zi with some surprise as he devoured the food in a hurry, and was stunned for a moment.

The appetite for the pork ribs rice seemed to be consistent with his body shape. He picked up a few bites of the dish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully before eating it. This was in sharp contrast to Feng Zi, who had no intention of eating at all.

Feng Zi's eating rhythm was unmatched by anyone except Sun Wukong. When he finished eating the thirty-second portion, the underworld servant in charge of the kitchen was already half dead from exhaustion. This was the first time he had encountered such an edible monster!

"Gah!" Feng Zi burped. Although he was not completely full, compared with him who was hungry before, he was obviously more capable of fighting now. For Feng Zi, the most terrifying thing in the world is hunger!

After the four of them had a full meal, the next game began! The four of them came to the host and started drawing lots for the next round of competition.

When the eyes of Feng Zi and Pai Gu Fan met, the strong fighting spirit was like sparks flashing in the anxious air, and two very amazing breaths intertwined.

"It seems that the two of us are bound to have a fight!" Pai Gu Fan looked at Feng Zi coldly and unfolded the note in his hand.

Feng Zi smiled and raised the number in her hand. It was as if God had deliberately arranged that the two people who had long wanted to have a good fight were grouped together.

"It will be a pleasant battle next!" Feng Zi looked into the eyes of Pork Rib Rice and said with clenched fists.

Pork Rib Rice nodded slightly. They both seemed to be the same type of warriors, born for fighting!

Not paying attention to the other two people, the collision between Feng Zi and Spare Rib Rice quickly attracted the attention of several realm kings in the audience.

"Oh?" The Great Realm King looked at the two people who were assigned to fight in a group with great interest, and said with a smile: "The guy with the pork rib rice has been interested in this Feng Zi for a long time. I didn't expect that the two of them were actually in the same group. Let’s get together and have a chance to show off!”

"Our Pork Rib Rice is definitely stronger than that guy who came out of nowhere!" The King of the West was obviously showing favoritism to Pork Rib Rice and said with an arrogant expression.

North Kaiwang snorted: "Feng Zi will soon prove that he will be the number one in this martial arts tournament and the most powerful warrior in the entire universe!"

Just like the controversy between the four kings, many spectators in the stands were wondering who would win this game? The power of pork rib rice has always been known, but Feng Zi, who is now showing off for the first time, cannot be ignored. After the few elimination battles that just happened, no one dares to say that Feng Zi is weak...

"I bet that Feng Zi will win!" "I will beat the pork rib rice!" "The pork rib rice must be stronger!" "This new Feng Zi is also very strong! Haven't you seen his previous games? "

The noise caused by the controversy made the crowd in the stands lively. At this moment, Feng Zi and Pai Rib Fan had already stepped on the ring under the introduction of the host.

Feng Zi did not deliberately conceal her aura. Zi's aura surged instantly, and the arena under her feet was already trembling. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

Pork Rib Rice was also not to be outdone. He looked very weak, but he actually exuded an aura that was no weaker than Feng Zi. Pebbles floating in the air rippled around his body, and the cold pressure was resisting Feng Zi's pressure.

The two didn't fight first, but they already had a confrontation in terms of momentum. It can be said that they couldn't give in to each other!

...

In a prosperous courtyard, Bidili returned home carrying her schoolbag.

A spacious house, fully equipped with home appliances and decorations, as well as several gold belts hanging high on the wall, and a photo of a bearded man holding a trophy high.

After one day of class, Bidili, who was dizzy, turned on the TV and watched the program out of boredom. But I found that most of the reports in TV programs were centered around the recently very famous masked warrior.

Mentioning this masked warrior has always been the hottest topic on the streets in the prosperous Fengzi City. Because whenever there is a robbery or gunfight, this masked man who represents justice and has super strength will rush to the scene as soon as possible...

"Masked Superman? Blonde warrior? Humph, it's really boring." Vidili obviously didn't like the news, so she changed the channel.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and a man wearing a bath towel, wet hair, and a beard on his cheeks and chin came out. He had obviously just taken a shower.

"Bidili, why are you back so late?" the man asked.

This man is exactly the contestant holding the trophy in the photo on the wall, and he is Satan, the martial arts champion who was taken in by Feng Zicaocao seven years ago and learned some superficial skills!

(Update sent. If the update is late, I hope you won’t be offended. Blood Flower still shamelessly asks for votes.)