Dragon Ball God Mu

"Hey, this time Gui Xianliu's disciples did not participate." When passing by the rostrum, Mu Yang heard such a sigh.

"There is no way, it is said that Teacher Wu Tian has not accepted disciples for many years." Another person said.

Mu Yang walked over from the side, his ears pricked up, and he thought to himself: "There are still fifty years to go before the plot begins. By this time, the Turtle Immortal should have accepted Sun Wufan as a disciple, and he has not let him go. Come to participate in the world's number one martial arts club, I think it is unnecessary."

Sun Wufan is the most outstanding disciple of the Turtle Immortal, and his final achievement is even higher than that of the Turtle Immortal.

Now it is 50 years before the plot. The young Sun Gohan is definitely in the golden period of rapid growth. I am afraid that he is not far from leading the way. Participating in the best martial arts in the world will not make much sense to him.

"Mu Yang, the game is about to begin. You must go all out in a while and don't underestimate any opponents." Sith warned. In the past, Mu Yang only battled wild beasts in the primitive mountains and had no experience of fighting against people. Sith Fearing that Muyang could not get used to it for a while, he patiently asked.

"Relax Uncle Sith."

Mu Yang nodded seriously and solemnly, then tied the belt around his waist, as if going all out.

On the podium, the head of Maple Leaf Liu began to explain the rules of the game. The audience immediately burst into enthusiastic applause. After the applause was over, the game officially began with a deafening gong.

Mu Yang was below, constantly scanning the senior above with the energy detector.

105, 110, 98, 103, 118...

These are all resounding characters!

Except for the older generations, the younger generations are much weaker. Mu Yang didn't test it, but the outstanding ones should only have 60 or 70 combat effectiveness, which is a certain gap between him.

Soon, the game began.

According to the order of drawing lots, the disciples of each major genre are divided into eight competition areas to compete for hegemony, and each competition area decides a most powerful player to enter the quarterfinals.

There is no prior strength test, and there is no so-called resurrection mechanism. The whole process is a tough competition of strength!Except for the last eight finalists who were seeded in eight divisions, everything was so simple and rude!

Muyang's blood is boiling, this is the match he wants!

Standing in the candidate area, he could already feel the agitation in his heart.This mood is even comparable to when he took the college entrance examination.

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Above the arena, the first contest in different divisions has begun, and disciples of all major genres are fighting hard. There are already some bad luck players who have been eliminated because of opponents with very different strengths. They can only sigh in disgust.

This result also caused the audience to sigh for a while, but luck is also part of the strength. Those who are present are all powerful martial artists. After a little regret for the players with good strength, their attention is quickly devoted to the next game. in.

At this time Mu Yang was also paying attention to the game on stage.Although the movements of these martial arts practitioners on the stage are fast and swift, but in his eyes, they seem to slow down the camera. Every move is not only slow, but full of loopholes.

This level also comes to participate in the world's number one martial arts club?

Mu Yang felt that if he changed to himself, he could knock them down by just shaking his fist. This was already a very obvious gap.

At this moment, Muyang decided that he would definitely achieve good results in this competition.

"Competitor No. 241, please go to the thirteenth ring!" the staff shouted.

"It's my turn to play."

Mu Yang nodded lightly, a trace of calm flashed in his eyes, and then walked to the target arena, leaped gently, and landed on the ring very lightly.

At this time, Sith shouted in the audience: "Mu Yang puts his heart in peace, don't put too much pressure."

"I know." Cast a confident smile at Sith.

Opposite him was a young man who was not a burly figure. He was wearing a blue martial arts uniform. When he saw him, Mu Yang smiled: "I met Feng Yeliu's disciple in the first game, huh, then let me see Now, how strong are the disciples of the big schools!"

Mu Yang got serious. He didn't use the energy detector to test, but relied on his own feelings.By doing this, he is exercising his qi perception.

"Maple Leafliu, Kane!" The Maple Leafliu disciple on the opposite side folded his hands together and bends down very politely.

Mu Yang followed in reply: "Heaven flow, Mu Yang!"

Immediately, the two of them set up their postures and slightly estimated the strength of their opponents. In the end, it was the Maple Leaf Disciple named Kane who took the lead in attacking.

Mu Yang's eyes moved slightly, and his aura changed accordingly, and his eyes continued to move with the opponent's movements. Because it was the first time to participate in a formal competition, Mu Yang did not intend to keep his hands from the beginning.When the opponent's fists and feet were about to touch him, Mu Yang cried secretly, his body swayed, and then swayed with his body, unknowingly moving behind Kane.

Facts have proved that there is still a big gap between this player named Kane and Mu Yang. With his feet changing his pace, Mu Yang has found the opportunity.

"What a fast speed, when did you come behind me."

Facing the sudden appearance of Mu Yang, Kane was startled in a cold sweat, but he was a disciple of the big genre. Kane obviously had good skills. He was short, and at the same time crossed his hands, which made him escape dangerously. .

After fighting back and forth for several rounds, Mu Yang roughly figured out his opponent's level.

Then speed up the pace to end the game, so Mu Yang grinned, his heart moved, and the speed in his hands suddenly increased a bit.

Kane didn't expect that Mu Yang's movements would be so swift. He couldn't help but become sluggish. A simple attack had already left him at a disadvantage, so he had to avoid the edge for a while and dodge to the side.

Bang, Mu Yang's fist hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound, and the stone slabs of the martial arts platform were slightly loosened, cracking a few cracks.

Seeing Mu Yang's sudden power, Kane continued to retreat while he was shocked, and an unstoppable momentum rushed toward his face.

Wow, a vague black shadow suddenly passed in front of Kane's eyes. Kane really couldn't hide at this moment, so he could only hold his fists in his hands to resist.

Boom, a huge pressure like a rock wall fell on him, Kane shook his body and slid out a distance of seven or eight meters.

Kane gave a wry smile, and decided in his heart.

"Wait a minute, I surrender this game." After speaking, Kane walked out of the ring with regret.

Then, under the announcement of the staff, Mu Yang naturally won the game.