Konoha: I Have Kakarot Inside Me

Chapter 228 Please Sign Up For Me

Papaya Island, originally an uninhabited island, was later developed into a city because of its geographical location.

If it was normal, this island would be relatively deserted, but now the island is full of people, there are people of all sizes everywhere, and the sound of selling and selling is endless ,Crowded.

But it is because a grand event every three years will be held on this island in the near future.

Martial Daoists from all over the world traveled thousands of miles to come here on this day, just to participate in this grand event.

This is a grand meeting for warriors, also known as the world's number one martial arts meeting.

Organized by a rich man whose name is unknown, the purpose is to judge who is the best player in the world. Anyone who considers himself a master can sign up freely, without any restrictions on age, gender, or race. The participants include almost all the martial arts elites in the world. It can be called a gathering of masters. The champions of each martial arts conference are warriors. The elite of the elite.

It is worth mentioning that besides normal human beings, there are many strange humanoid creatures with tigers, leopards, lions and even dinosaur heads on the bustling streets. You can even see wings flying around. Strange creatures.

The surrounding humans seem to be familiar with this, and many humans even walk shoulder to shoulder with these humanoid creatures.

The picture looks very harmonious.

"I didn't expect that after three years, I came here again." At the registration office of the Martial Arts Conference, a bald man sighed after registering the registration information, and then said confidently: "This time I will definitely win the championship .”

I have suffered a lot for this day.

"Kelin, don't forget, I'm the opponent this time." Just as the little bald head finished speaking, standing beside him, a young man with broken hair patted his shoulder, pointed to himself and said : "This time the champion should be mine."

"Even if it's a brother from the same school, I won't show mercy, Yamcha." The little bald man called Kelin said not to be outdone.

"It's a good thing that you young people are energetic and aggressive." An old man wearing sunglasses said slowly, "But don't forget about Wukong, he certainly didn't waste his time in the past three years, presumably his current strength is better than that of the three years." There must be a leap forward.”

"Of course. In addition to Wukong, you also have many opponents. Among these opponents, there are many beings who are evenly matched with you or even stronger than you. You need to know that there are people outside of people, and there are geniuses outside the sky. There is no end to the journey of martial arts."

The old man babbled and taught his two disciples.

"Yes, Teacher Wutian." Yamcha and Kelin said respectfully.

Although this person is usually unreliable and lustful, when it comes to martial arts, his words are very reasonable.

Teacher Wutian is the name of this old man. If this name is a little strange, then among his many titles, the title Gui Xianren must be familiar. He was the number one martial artist in the world a hundred years ago, and he was called "" The God of Martial Arts". He is also the founder of the martial arts school Guixianliu and the father of Kamepai Qigong.

In other words, this is a master-level master.

"By the way, where is Wukong?" After teaching the two disciples, Gui Xianren remembered his other disciple.

"I don't know." Kelin stood in front of the registration platform and looked around: "I don't seem to see him around."

"Did that guy forget the date?" said a beautiful girl standing next to them. This beautiful girl was called Bulma.

It's okay if it's someone else, but it's really possible when I think it's Wukong.

"Excuse me. Is there a boy named Sun Wukong to sign up?" Gui Xianren walked to the registration desk and asked the staff in charge of registration.

"Old man, please wait a moment!" The staff immediately flipped through the registration forms and compared them one by one.

Although this World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference is open to the whole world to register, there are no restrictions. Countless martial arts masters have come here, but the actual participants are not that exaggerated.

Not all martial arts masters are brave and ruthless, most martial arts masters just come to watch the competition, and some come to seek opportunities for martial arts breakthroughs. In addition to these martial arts masters, more martial arts enthusiasts or ordinary people who like to watch the excitement come to Papaya Island.

"You're talking about the kid who was the last runner-up, right?" The staff carefully checked the registration form and said, "He hasn't signed up yet."

"Aren't you here yet?" Guixian muttered to himself, and looked at the time: "There are only fifteen minutes left before the deadline for registration."

"What are you doing, Wukong." Klin complained: "He must have really forgotten, obviously, I am still looking forward to fighting him so much."

Just when all the little friends were anxious for Wukong, Guixianren quietly approached the staff.

"Please register Cheng Long's name."

"Cheng Long? The previous martial arts champion, could it be that you are?"

"Hush" Immortal Gui hurriedly stopped the other party from continuing, looked around with some guilt, and found that the apprentices hadn't noticed this, so he took off his glasses and said, "Please, you must keep it secret for me."

"Ah, there are only ten minutes left, what the hell is Wukong doing?!" Bulma said anxiously, "Why don't you let Poole look like Wukong and sign up for him?"

Poole is a blue kitten floating beside the crowd. He is an orc-type earthling with the ability to transform.

"That's a good idea." After looking at each other, everyone agreed to this method.

"Teacher Wutian, where did you go just now?"

Guixian laughed and said, "I went to the bathroom."

"You have so many poops." The big turtle on the side complained.

"Hey, isn't this Guixianren?" Just as Guixianren was making noise, a strange and strange voice sounded from the side. The one who spoke was an old man with a crane hat on his head and a green martial arts uniform. He was wearing sunglasses like Gui Xianren, but the styles were different.

"coincidence."

Although he was saying hello, even passers-by could hear the sarcasm in his tone.

"Oh? So it's the Crane Immortal." The Gui Immortal also greeted him when he saw the other party. His tone was not bad but there was no yin and yang. However, his next sentence: "Are you not dead yet?"

"Hmph, you are still the same, you are ugly and have a smelly mouth." The Crane Immortal continued to get angry: "Why are you wearing a hat? Is it to cover up the fact that you are bald?"

After hearing the words, Gui Xianren also refused to be outdone and turned back: "Aren't you wearing a hat too? What is there to be proud of in the Mediterranean Sea?"

"Sorry, excuse me." Just as the eyes of the two met and confronted each other, another strange voice sounded.

A blond boy squeezed out from the crowd, walked between Immortal Crane and Immortal Turtle, and arrived at the registration platform for the No. 1 Martial Dao Conference in the world.

"Please sign up for me, I also want to participate in this martial arts conference."

"My name is Vortex Naruto."

(end of this chapter)