Chapter 345 Black-Robed Messenger, Please Take Your Time and Beat Him

The host is giving passionate explanations on the stage.

"Just wait, everyone, we have just finished drawing lots for the contestants.

I believe that everyone is looking forward to who will be the martial arts champion in the adult group.

Now, the game officially begins.

The first game pitted Klin players against Black Robe Messenger players. "

Backstage, Sun Wukong looked solemnly at Ponzi's clone, who was shrouded in black robes.

"Clin, come on!"

Although Sun Wukong was cheering for Krillin, his tone was very solemn.

Klin was stunned and looked at Sun Wukong in confusion.

Then he said easily:

"Don't worry! I'll be back as soon as I go."

"Clin."

Klin stopped and looked at Sun Wukong in confusion.

"Um?"

"You have to be careful, that guy is not simple."

Klin looked at the black robe who silently walked to the ring.

He laughed and said:

"Don't worry, Wukong, I will try my best."

"Well, you have to be careful."

"Um!"

Klin still didn't take Sun Wukong's words seriously. For him, as long as he wasn't fighting against the five monsters around him, he was confident.

The black-robed messenger's shrouded face revealed a smile.

In this universe, he is most optimistic about Krillin. Although his martial arts training speed is not particularly fast, as a pure earthling with mediocre talent, his efforts can be said to be obvious to all.

Coupled with his slightly flawed character of greed for life and fear of death, he is able to sacrifice his life for justice at critical moments.

Construct Krillin, a real earth hero with flesh and blood.

Ponzi saw all this.

‘Black-robed messenger, please take your time and fight. ’

‘Don’t worry, my dear, of course I won’t let the confidence of the person you like frustrate. ’

‘Idiot, I’m not worried about you destroying his confidence. He is someone I like and is not that fragile.

I'm worried about you damaging his foundation. ’

The black robe didn't take it seriously.

‘Okay, don’t worry about such a small matter. ’

Ponzi looked at the disapproving black robe and was still a little worried. He actually went to great lengths to use the vitality rejuvenation technique and arranged it throughout the ring.

The corners of Heipao's mouth twitched, muttering in his heart.

‘I am you, how distrustful you are of yourself. Besides, I have never seen you care so much about Klin. ’

Ponzi retorted angrily.

‘Nonsense, I know that I often take off my clothes, that’s why I’m wary of you.

Besides, this has nothing to do with me worrying about him.

After all, no matter how hard Klin tries, he can't keep up with me. It would be better for him to let him practice freely.

With Piccolo’s training experience, I can still teach Piccolo in our world when I go back.

If he works hard, he might even be able to go to the battlefield outside the territory with me. Of course, I have to care more about Piccolo. ’

The black robe didn't reply and he walked onto the ring.

The host was still introducing, and Klin slowly appeared from behind.

"The black-robed messenger is a mysterious person. He appeared at the martial arts conference for the first time. His strength is also unpredictable.

Another of our players, player Klin, once participated in the Tenkaichi Budokai when he was a boy and achieved very good results.

I'm so excited. I didn't expect that the first competition will be a battle between dragons and tigers from the beginning. Let's look forward to it!

Game start. "

The audience outside burst into applause, wanting to clap their palms so that the two of them could have a wonderful fight.

Klin was unmoved by the noisy sounds around him. He looked at his opponent seriously and got into a fighting stance.

Although he acted indifferently, he still listened to Sun Wukong's words very much. Not only did he suffer losses before, but he also trusted Sun Wukong and believed in his abyss-like strength.

The black-robed messenger was Ponzi's clone, and he didn't care at all about Klin's current posture.

With a sudden burst, a row of human-shaped shadows appeared, and with a straight punch, Klin was unable to dodge and was hit directly. He was led by the black-robed Pei Ran and launched towards the outside of the ring.

The audience immediately exclaimed.

Only Sun Wukong and others looked seriously.

Even Vegeta, who didn't take it seriously, became slightly interested.

Klin received a heavy punch from the black robe and was about to fall off the ring. He hurriedly used the air dance technique to stabilize his body, and then slowly flew high into the sky.

His expression became more solemn.

The onlookers were in an uproar again.

"Oh my God, he's flying in the air too. What the hell is going on?"

"Yes, can people fly?"

"Mr. Satan said that all this is just a cover-up and a lie."

"But I didn't see wires or wires."

"Yes, there are no hot air balloons. They just fly like this. Moreover, the man's punch just now sent him flying so far."

"Didn't that kid named Trunks just beat Satan away?"

"What do you know? That was Mr. Satan's show to encourage the children."

"Just now Trunks and Goten were fighting in the air."

"This~this~oh, what does this have to do with this? Why do you talk so much? Just focus on watching the game."

"I just don't understand, so I'm asking you, why is it so bad?"

Kame Sennin and the others were also in the audience, watching all this in astonishment.

In their eyes, Krillin should have easily defeated his opponents and advanced to the next round until he met Sun Wukong and his group.

Now, in the first confrontation of the first game, they are actually at a disadvantage.

"Old Sun, have you seen his origin?"

"No, I have never seen such a weird move."

A layman only saw an afterimage, and then Klin flew out. Unlike them, they could clearly see the movements of the black robe.

There was no afterimage at all, it was just a fantasy. The other person appeared directly in front of Klin like Monkey King's teleportation, and then with a simple punch, Klin was caught off guard and knocked away.

"Old Sun, does it look like Mr. Ponzi's moves?"

"A little bit, but the difference is huge. Besides, Mr. Ponzi probably doesn't bother to participate in this kind of competition. Also, the strength doesn't seem right. I've never seen that kind of strength.

Not only Sun Wukong, but also Jabit and Xin's eyes popped out.

‘Kaioshin, what is that? ’

Xin looked at it with a serious face.

"Yes, but not entirely. There is actually a mortal who can do this. If his combat power were not much weaker than Sun Wukong, his strength would definitely be no worse than Sun Wukong and he could be a powerful assistant. It's a pity."

JB's eyes bulged out.

‘Kaioshin, did I mean that? That guy is stealing the power of the gods. ’

"No, Jabit, that is the power he cultivated himself, not the power stolen from the gods. There is an essential difference."

'However, that is also stealing a god's throne, and it is the god's seat of a powerful god. ’

Xin didn't agree or object. He just looked at the black robe on the stage with a thoughtful look on his face.

Piccolo's ears twitched and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Sun Wukong asked curiously:

"Bick, what's wrong with you? You've always looked panicked from the beginning. Now?"

"No, it's okay, Lao Sun, it's just that the weather is a bit hot."

Sun Wukong looked up at the big sun above his head and asked innocently.

"Really? It's not hot. Why do you feel hot?"

"It's okay, Old Sun, maybe I have a cold."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Sun Wukong actually believed it, he actually believed it!

Vegeta and No. 18 listened to their conversation with twitching lips.

"idiot,"

"Fool!"

Piccolo didn't pay attention to their complaints, but he was even more frightened in his heart.

'How is it possible? Someone can steal the power of a god, and he can also steal the god's throne. There must be no mistake. That is Lord Kaioshin. ’