Dragon Ball God Mu

"Alas, this time Guixian Liu's disciples didn't 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 before the plot begins, at this time, Immortal Turtle should have accepted Sun Wufan as his apprentice, and did not let Sun Wufan be To participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting, I think it is not necessary."

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

It is now 50 years before the plot, and the young Sun Wuhan is definitely in the golden period of rapid growth. I am afraid that he is not far from leading the way. It would not make sense for him to participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts.

"Muyang, the game is about to start. We must go all out later, and don't underestimate any opponents." Sith exhorted, Muyang only fought beasts in the primitive mountain range before, and he had no experience of fighting against people. Afraid that Muyang would not be able to get used to it for a while, he patiently instructed him.

"Don't worry, Uncle Sith."

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

On the rostrum, the head of Maple Leaf Stream began to explain the rules of the game, and the audience immediately burst into warm applause. After the applause was over, a deafening gong sounded, and the game officially started.

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

105, 110, 98, 103, 118…

These are all big names!

Apart from those old seniors, the younger ones are much weaker. Mu Yang didn't test it, but the best ones should only have 60 or 70 combat strength, which is a certain gap with him.

Soon, the game begins.

According to the lottery sequence, the disciples of the major schools are divided into eight major divisions to compete for hegemony, and each division decides one of the most powerful players 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 that the last eight quarter-finals were divided into eight divisions as seed players, everything was so simple and rude!

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

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

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On the arena, the first competition in different divisions has begun. The disciples of the major schools are competing to fight, and some unlucky players have been eliminated because they encountered opponents with disparate strengths. They can only sigh.

Such a result also caused the audience to sigh for a while, but luck is also a part of strength. All those present were powerful martial artists. After a little regret for those players with good strength, they quickly turned their attention to the next game. middle.

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 were fast and violent, in his eyes, they seemed to slow down the camera. Every move was not only slow, but also full of loopholes.

This level also came to participate in the world's first martial arts club?

Mu Yang felt that if it were him, he could beat them down with just a wave of his fists. This was already a clear gap.

At this moment, Mu Yang concluded that he could definitely achieve good results in this competition.

"Player No. 241, please come to the ring No. 13!" The staff shouted loudly.

"It's my turn to play."

Mu Yang nodded lightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then walked to the target arena, jumped lightly, and landed on the arena very lightly.

At this time, the Sith shouted from the audience: "Muyang, rest assured, don't put too much pressure on him."

"I know." Throwing a confident smile at Sith, Mu Yang looked at his opponent.

Opposite him is a young man who is not very burly, wearing a blue martial arts uniform, Mu Yang smiled when he saw him: "I met a disciple of Maple Leaf in the first game, oh, then let me see. Let’s see, how strong are the disciples of the great school!”

Muyang got serious, he didn't use the energy detector to test, but rely on his own feeling. By doing this, he is exercising his qi perception ability.

"Maple Leaf Stream, Kane!" The Maple Leaf Stream disciple across from him folded his hands and bowed slightly politely.

Muyang returned the salute: "Tianxinliu, Muyang!"

Immediately, the two of them took a stance and slightly estimated the strength of the opponent. In the end, it was the Maple Leaf disciple named Kane who took the lead in attacking.

Mu Yang's eyes moved slightly, and the aura of the whole person changed accordingly, and his eyes kept turning with the opponent's movements. Because it was the first time to participate in an official 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 let out a secret cry, his body swayed, and then swayed with his body, and unexpectedly moved behind Kane.

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

"So fast, when did you come behind me?"

Facing the sudden appearance of Mu Yang, Kane broke out in a cold sweat, but he was a disciple of the big school. Kane obviously had a good foundation. .

After fighting back and forth for several rounds, Mu Yang had a rough idea of ​​the opponent's level.

Then speed up the rhythm to end this game, so Mu Yang grinned, his mind moved, and the speed on his hands suddenly increased a bit.

Kane didn't expect Mu Yang's movements to be so fast, his body couldn't help but sluggish, and the simple attack had already made him at a disadvantage, so he had to temporarily avoid the edge and dodge to the side.

Bang, Mu Yang's fist slammed heavily on the ground, making a muffled bang, the stone slabs of the martial arts platform were slightly loosened, and several cracks were cracked.

When Kane saw Mu Yang's sudden power, he kept retreating while he was shocked, and an irresistible momentum rushed towards his face.

Whoops, a blurry shadow suddenly passed in front of Kane's eyes. At this time, Kane really couldn't escape, and could only resist with his hands clasped together.

Boom, huge pressure fell on him, Kane swayed and slipped out a distance of seven or eight meters.

His arms felt numb, and Kane smiled bitterly, making a decision in his heart.

"Wait a minute, I'll admit defeat in this game." When another attack from Muyang was about to come, Kane hurriedly called to stop, and after that, Kane walked off the ring with a look of regret.

"In this game, Mu Yang, player No. 241, won!"

Seeing one player voluntarily conceded and walked out of the ring, the on-site staff immediately raised the flag and announced loudly.

Mu Yang, who was still in the ring, naturally won the match.