"211, 211, please come on!"

    "Dumplings." Tianjin Fanlian shouted to the dumplings who were talking to sun Wuben, "aren''t you No. 211? The host is calling you. It''s your turn to fight."

    "211, is it me?" the dumpling turned out his brand and looked. He saw that it was really 211. Only then did he close the brand and go to the high platform.

    "Wait a minute," Sun Wuben shouted.

    "Huh?"

    "When you fight the boxing machine, be gentle. It''s like this..." Sun Wuben made a move with his fingers. "Just a little. Don''t use too much force."

    "So!" the dumpling nodded and went up to the platform. Tianjin fan looked at Sun Wuben suspiciously. He naturally understood sun Wuben''s intention of ordering dumplings.

    Gao Yaqing was puzzled and pulled sun Wuben: "Wuben, how can you make dumplings do that? Do you think others have your luck and can score 723 with a little finger?"

    "Don''t worry." Sun Wuben patted Gao Yaqing on the back of his hand, "that''s OK for dumplings."

    "Can it really work?" Gao Yaqing is still worried.

    "Of course you can." Tianjin Fan said, "although I''ve never played with dumplings before, I don''t think it''s a problem, but Luo Han can see this and make dumplings lighter. It''s very insightful."

    "Really!" Gao Yaqing was puzzled.

    At this time, jiaozi had come to the boxing machine. He jumped to the height of the boxing target, stretched out a finger and pointed to the boxing target, and then——

    "Awning!"

    The boxing target seemed to be severely hit by a high-speed truck. In the loud noise, the whole boxing machine directly exploded and flew out, hitting the back wall, knocking the whole wall into a big hole.

    Quiet!

    It was quiet all around.

    Previously, sun Wuben just hit the boxing machine with 723 points, which has shocked everyone. This time, the dumplings also used their fingers like masked superman. As a result, the boxing machine burst open and flew out. Not only that, but also knocked away the back wall.

    The host is also sweating.

    If the masked superman points out 723 points with his fingers, it can be said that the machine is broken, but now even if the machine is broken, no one believes it. You can''t say that there is a bomb in the machine?

    "He......" Gao Yaqing held sun Wuben''s arm tightly with both hands and was so surprised that she couldn''t speak.

    Dumplings stood on the high platform, a pair of round big eyes looked at their little fingers, and looked at the blasted boxing machine. They were stunned for a long time before asking the host, "is this... OK?"

    The host opened his mouth, didn''t say a word, just nodded again and again. God, who are these people? It''s not OK. What''s ok.

    "Then I''ll go down." Jiaozi turned around happily and came to sun Wuben and Tianjin rice.

    "Tianjin rice, Luohan, I passed!"

    "God!" Sun Wuben covered his head and was speechless. "I knew it would be like this. Dumplings, I told you to be lighter!"

    "I... I didn''t exert myself!" the dumpling looked wronged.

    "Forget it, if you don''t say that, you know your level is high. By the way, Tianjin rice, you can''t do it like dumplings when you make a move." Sun Wuben said. Tianjin rice hummed: "Why are you so nonsense."

    There was a buzz around, and the host even ordered people to carry another spare boxing machine.

    "212, 212, please come on stage."

    "It''s my turn." with a cool smile, Tianjin fan jumped onto the platform.

    "Tianjin rice, be light!" Sun Wuben shouted uneasily.

    "It''s so noisy!" Tianjin fanleng snorted and stared at the staff next to the boxing machine, "get out of my way, do you hear me!"

    "Ah?"

    Just between the staff, Tianjin fan has waved his fist to the boxing machine.

    "Awning!"

    I saw the new boxing machine fly out like a shell out of the cavity. It broke through several walls before it stopped. When the dust dispersed, the parts of the whole boxing machine were scattered. Even if the complete place was like some metal frames, it had been seriously deformed.

    All around fell into absolute silence again, and the host kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

    In a big room behind the square.

    "Awning!" "awning!" "awning!" "awning!" "awning!"

    The big fist of football hit the target of the boxing machine like a meteor. On the scoring screen of the boxing machine, the number kept jumping up and down at 100, and suddenly the door was pushed open.

    "Mr. bear, Mr. bear!"

    "What''s the matter?" the bear stopped fighting and turned to look at the staff at the door.

    "Well, because of an accident, the two boxing machines used to pre select for the martial arts conference have broken down, and we don''t have other spare boxing machines, so we want to use the boxing machine in your room. In addition, in order to prevent the boxing machine from breaking down, the conference may have to pay for a new boxing machine," the staff said.

    "You said that both boxing machines are broken?" cried the big bear. "Are you kidding? I''ve played these boxing machines for more than ten years, and I''ve never broken one of them. How come you... Two of them are broken and won''t be repaired? Why buy them separately."

    "I''m afraid I can only buy it but not repair it." the staff smiled bitterly. "Just now the two boxing machines were blown up by the players participating in the martial arts conference, and the parts were blown up. Where can I repair them?"

    "Burst?" the big bear stared at the bull''s eye. "You''re not kidding."

    "Mr. Big Bear, if you don''t believe it, you can go out and have a look by yourself. In addition... This one here..."

    "I see. Take it." the big bear frowned and felt that his head couldn''t turn around. "It would explode. How could this boxing machine be like this? Was there a bomb in it, so it would explode as soon as it broke down?"

    ……

    Soon the staff moved the third intact boxing machine to the high platform.

    "Next is contestant 214, please take the stage, contestant 214?" the host shouted, but no one around went to the platform.

    "If contestant 214 doesn''t arrive again..."

    "Wait a minute!" just then I saw a figure shooting sharply at the door. It was a bald little monk.

    "I''m No. 214." Kling rushed up the platform.

    "Player 214, please hit the target of the boxing machine with your maximum strength." the host pointed to the boxing target.

    "With maximum strength?" Kling nodded and looked at the boxing machine.

    "Cline." suddenly a voice sounded, "don''t use too much force."

    "You are..." Colin looked at the monkey king under the stage suspiciously. "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

    "At the last world''s first martial arts conference, you and sun Wuben and Jackie Chan were in the limelight. Of course I knew your name was Colin." Sun Wuben smiled and pointed to the boxing machine. "Just hit this gently. Don''t try too hard and break the machine."

    "Is that so?" Kling looked at the host.

    The host was speechless. He stared at Sun Wuben and then looked at Colin: "player 214, the boxing machine is a high-tech used to test the hitting strength. How can it be easily broken? I warn you that the boxing machine has only one chance, so please be sure to use all your strength, otherwise, the score is too low, and you may not pass the initial preselection."

    "This..." Kling had a headache.

    "Don''t listen to him, Colin. With your ability, a little strength is enough." Sun Wuben cried. Suddenly he felt his arm twisted.

    "Don''t give a wrong idea. You''re not his friend. How do you know he can break the boxing machine?" Gao Yaqing glared at Sun Wuben. "You''re not good. If you hurt people''s family, you won''t hurt people if you don''t pass the primary election!"

    "The little monk seems to be with the tortoise fairy. He should have two brushes." the dumpling shrieked. "Maybe he can really break the boxing machine."

    ……

    On the stage, Kling thought a little and had an idea. He jumped up gently, stretched out his fist and knocked gently on the boxing machine.

    you ''re right.

    In Colin''s opinion, he knocked very gently and had restrained his power greatly.

    However, Colin finally misjudged his strength. He saw that the whole boxing machine seemed to be hit by a giant gun and flew out crazily. Along the wall hole smashed by the previous Tianjin rice boxing machine, he directly hit the back wall, then hit this wall, then hit three walls in a row, and finally landed in a room. It was the training of bear cultivation.

    And in this room.

    The big bear hit the boxing bag half way, and then he froze. He stared at the boxing machine completely destroyed by Kling in the dust, and then looked at the wall pierced all the way. Suddenly, a series of beads of sweat burst from his forehead.

    "This... This is the third..."

    "How can it be one after another? There must be something wrong with the machine!"

    "There must be shells in the boxing machine. Yes, that''s it..."

    On the high platform, Colin was stunned, touched his head and muttered: "I didn''t exert any force. It''s too... I can''t help fighting. By the way, the wall was pierced before I came. I still wonder what''s going on. Won''t someone blow up the boxing machine before?"

    When Colin said this, he looked down at the stage and immediately saw the most eye-catching group, which were Tianjin rice, dumplings, crane fairy and sun Wuben covered all over.

    "Hum!"

    The crane fairy pinched his beard under his nose. "The little bald donkey has two strength, but it hasn''t lost the old turtle''s face, but it''s not enough to see, huh?" the crane fairy looked at the door.

    I saw a line of fairy turtle, Monkey King, buma, Yamcha, oolong, pul, Lanqi and turtle coming at a fast pace.

    "Colin, what are you doing?"

    "In this year''s qualifier, we must first hit the boxing machine, and only the top 50 can participate in the formal arena preliminary competition." Colin said. He looked at the host, "did I pass?"

    "Pass... Passed!" the host''s voice trembled.

    "Well, I''ll go down." Kling jumped down and greeted the monkey king and his party.

    "What is a boxing machine? Where is it? Why can''t you see it?" Monkey King asked the baby with a curious face. Yamcha, Lanqi and others also looked around in doubt.

    "That..." Kling touched the back of his head and said with an embarrassed smile, "I just used too much force and broke the boxing machine."

    "Broken?" buma screamed. She pointed to the huge hole on the wall behind the high platform. "No, that''s what you hit? Bald Lin, you''re really good. The first punch on the stage last time pierced the wall of the field. This time it''s still the same. Can''t you show your force?"

    "Mistakes, mistakes, that masked superman has reminded me, and I have restrained my strength. Who knows..." Kling smiled shyly.

    "Masked superman reminds you?"

    Buma looked at Sun Wuben with doubts on her face. She thought and strode to sun Wuben.

    "Hey, how do I feel that you look like a friend of mine?"