The name of the world''s first martial arts conference is domineering, the substantive impact is not great, and the event is also very simple. The first is the qualifier.

    Soon the qualifiers began.

    Sun Wuben, Sun Wukong and other contestants entered the competition hall.

    "This meeting is to decide who is the best master in the world..."

    The host monk in the competition hall is making a speech before the competition. All places with windows outside the competition hall are occupied by reporters. Because of the restrictions of rules, only contestants can enter the competition hall.

    "Here, I found the God of singing!" a sudden scream of excitement.

    "What''s the ghost''s name!" buma turned her head and shouted at the reporter who screamed not far away. Suddenly, she was stunned, singing God? He said he found the God of singing, didn''t he

    At this time, buma is stepping on Oolong''s shoulder and lying on the window to look in. She wants to see the game of Yamu tea. At this time, heaven and man are at war in her mind.

    "The reporter said that he found the God of singing. Is it not that sun Wuben really participated in the martial arts competition? That guy should be a good student who studied obediently and actually practiced martial arts. God, what kind of person is this? She is even better than Miss Ben. Is it because miss Ben is too beautiful, so my genius has a small flaw and was crushed by this boy Dot? "

    "But..."

    "Buma, do I watch the competition of Yamu tea or the competition of sun Wuben? Yamu tea is the most handsome in the world, and sun Wuben is so strange and troublesome. Well, it''s decided to watch both. If sun Wuben is not as handsome as the legend, just watch the competition of Yamu tea." as soon as buma makes a decision, But his eyes searched in the field, but he couldn''t find the shadow of sun Wuben.

    "No, the crown prince of the competition hall. If sun Wuben is also inside, it should be over there, not Yamcha and Sun Wukong." buma was embarrassed again.

    ……

    The lottery soon began in the competition hall.

    "Is it you on the 12th?"

    "Why, you''re my opponent No. 11? You''re thin. I''m afraid you can''t get a punch from me. It''s better to surrender early on."

    "Just say this to you. I must beat your mother!"

    The whole atmosphere began to become intense. At platform 1, Colin also drew his own number. It seemed that his face collapsed at platform 1.

    "It''s a challenge arena to fight Wukong. I''m most afraid of fighting Wukong. What can I do?" Colin cowered and worried.

    The monkey king looked as if nothing had happened, and said to Colin, "Colin, you must start gently when you compete. Don''t use too much force."

    "Ah?" Kling was almost stunned. He was wondering whether he could win the first game. The monkey king asked him to take it easy.

    "I feel that these people are weak one by one, not as strong as the monkey king." the monkey king also said with some doubt, "they are so weak, it''s not good if you start too hard."

    "Are you... Afraid I might hurt someone?" Kling almost jumped up. "Wukong, when did you tell a joke?"

    "In short, you must hit with light hands and feet." Wukong still said, just at this time——

    "Pa!"

    A big hand slapped on Kling''s bald head. It was a tall, thin monk with a sly smile on his face.

    "Isn''t this Colin?" the tall and thin monk said with a grin as he slapped Colin on the head.

    "Shi... Shi... Elder martial brother..." Ke Lin''s body trembled. He was born in Duolin temple, which is famous for martial arts. When he was in the temple, he was often bullied by those elder martial brothers. He had already had a shadow. Now he is afraid of seeing this elder martial brother again.

    "Who is he?" the monkey king said curiously and frowned again. "Colin, what are you afraid of?" although the monkey king didn''t know that with Colin''s current ability, one finger could defeat the tall and thin monk, he also felt that the other party was far less powerful than Colin, so naturally he didn''t understand what Colin was afraid of.

    "I used to be a teacher when I lived in Duolin temple... Elder martial brother, very strong." Kling said shivering.

    The tall and thin monk laughed and patted Colin: "Colin, you have escaped from Duolin temple for more than seven months. It turned out that you hid outside to secretly practice martial arts and dared to attend the martial arts meeting. You have gained a lot of courage. How many numbers, eh? 121, great. Elder martial brother, I am 122. We are right in the first game. Let elder martial brother see how much you have improved in more than seven months."

    The tall and thin monk is so excited that Colin is his opponent in the first game. Don''t you give it to him. The monks who also came from Duolin Temple looked at the tall and thin monk with envy one by one.

    The tall and thin monk slapped Lin''s bald head several times, which made him show his teeth in pain before he left with a laugh.

    "Damn!" the monkey king muttered, "Colin, don''t keep your hand later and give this damn man a hard lesson."

    "What are you talking about, that man is the first expert in Duolin temple!" Kling jumped up violently, and then looked depressed. "No, no, I will be beaten badly this time. Why is it so unlucky? I thought I wouldn''t have to be bullied by them if I escaped from Duolin Temple. I didn''t expect to meet them..."

    "Colin, isn''t it?" a gentle voice sounded.

    "You are..." Colin looked up at the young man walking around. The young man was very sunny and handsome, which made people feel good at a glance. He just didn''t know him, but soon Colin saw the big word "Wu" written on the chest of his white T-shirt.

    "Sun... Sun Wuben... God of song?" Colin wondered.

    "It''s you, big brother!" cried the monkey king. "My name is monkey king, Colin. Look, I said big brother came to attend the martial arts meeting!"

    "Monkey King, you''re much better than Colin. Call me Wuben." Sun Wuben smiled and looked at Colin. "Colin, you''re not as good as Wukong. Your vision and courage are far from good. You don''t have to be afraid of the monk of Duolin temple."

    "But... But he is the first expert in Duolin temple. You haven''t seen his terrible." Kling said incredulously.

    "I''ll say you don''t look as good as Wukong. What if the monk is the first expert in Duolin temple? You have to be afraid of him now? Kling, you have to believe in yourself. Now you can kill that guy by binding your hands and using your tongue." Sun Wuben shook his head and turned away. "An elephant is afraid of an ant. It''s speechless."

    "Ha ha." a roar of laughter rang out. A strong man with black hair in his 30s and 40s pointed to sun Wuben and laughed wildly, "you boy said that the little boy can kill the first expert of Duolin temple with his tongue. It''s funny! It''s the first time I heard such a funny joke. It''s worthy of being a god of singing. The joke can also become a God. Joke God, ha ha..."

    Sun Wuben frowned. The horse spun and laughed loudly. Many people pointed at this side and laughed. The monks in Duolin Temple leaned forward and bent back with laughter, holding their stomachs and crying out for stomachache. After all, these martial arts practitioners can''t feel the anger of others like the later Z soldiers. Naturally, they don''t know that klin''s martial arts level is far beyond their reach.

    "Summer insects can''t speak, and ice is too." Sun Wuben snorted and went to his challenge arena in the distance.

    "Hey, God of singing, you''d better sing. You sing well, but you can''t play martial arts." Ma Xuan shouted. Sun Wuben ignored it. At this time, an old man with white beard and white hair stood in front of Sun Wu himself.

    "Nice boy."

    "Old man, what''s the matter?" Sun Wuben became vigilant. According to the original plot of this martial arts conference, immortal tortoise Yi Rong disguised himself as Jackie Chan to attend the martial arts conference, and immortal tortoise Yi Rong was an old man with white hair and beard and wearing Tang clothes.

    The old man in front of him is similar to the story in both appearance and dress.

    "How do you know that the two little ghosts are very strong and can defeat the first master of Duolin temple with their tongue?" master GUI asked with a smile on his back. Sun Wukong and Ke Lin are his disciples. He, the ''God of martial arts'', naturally knows how strong these two disciples are and how strong they can easily sweep the whole martial arts assembly, but how can others know.

    And he was also very interested in the sunny and handsome young man in front of him, because from the mouth of the people around him, it seemed that the young man was a super famous singer, and he had also studied in the key class of beizhidu.

    "How dare these two little dolls come to the martial arts meeting of hidden dragons and crouching tigers without amazing skills?" Sun Wuben smiled and winked at fairy turtle. If he pointed out, "Old man, you are old enough to dare to come to this martial arts meeting. With this confidence, I''m afraid you are also an expert among the experts. I''m afraid the people who fish for fame and reputation in Duolin temple can''t stop the old man."

    The tortoise fairy''s mouth skin jumped, and his level had already reached an incredible level. Not to mention the first master of Duolin temple, even the whole Duolin temple was not enough for him to be bombarded with Qigong.

    Master GUI''s face remained unchanged: "young man, what do you want to say? My old man''s ability is naturally strong. Young man, do you think I can make it into the top eight?"

    "It depends on what the old man thinks. If you like, it''s easy..." Sun Wuben said with a smile——

    "Contestants 100 and 101, please come on stage."

    "Old man, it''s me. I''m No. 100." Sun Wuben said, bypassing immortal tortoise and walking to the distant challenge arena.

    "This boy really sees that Wukong and Colin have reached another level, but it''s impossible. It''s impossible for God and Karin to see a person''s combat power without fighting. Is it really the reason he said?" the tortoise fairy looked at the back of sun Wuben and wondered.

    "I don''t know what the boy''s martial arts accomplishments are?" immortal GUI suddenly became interested.