AWB Chapter 431 The Beginning and End of "Two Meetings"
Chapter 431 The Beginning and End of "Two Meetings"
That night was another lively night.
"Wukong, you are too quick to grab food!"
"Ah! Aah! Aah!..."
"Scared, have you eaten so much that you don't even have time to talk?!—Phoenix! You're coming to grab it too?!"
"quack!"
"I played so hard today, shit, save some for me!"
"Ha ha……"
Monkey King and Kelin competed around a pile of plates, not only that, but a bird with a red body like fire flew to the banquet, and snatched the food from the two of them like a red lightning, which provoked Monkey King and Kelin. Lin yelled, Dr. Breaves, Sun Wuhan, and Hathaway all laughed.
And the servants brought piles of delicious food, as well as colorful drinks, to and from the banquet room.
Most of the people here are martial arts practitioners. Even if they are not as good as Monkey King, the big eater Saiyan, their food intake is also extraordinary. Tianjin Fan is happy today, and they all eat with their stomachs open, plus Monkey King and Phoenix. Two bottomless pits, almost grabbing a plate, stuffing it into the mouth as soon as the neck is raised, and swallowing it after chewing twice...
The robot servants were too busy, and Mrs. Dr. Breeves summoned more than a dozen real servants to help them.
"Ha ha……"
Sun Wufan smiled kindly. His skill realm is deeper than that of Sun Wukong, Kelin, Tianjin Fan and others, but he does not devour his food like them. Instead, he eats slowly, holding his chopsticks without haste. dishes, occasionally chatting with Dr. Breaves beside him.
"Really!"
Bulma supported his stomach with one hand, grabbed the chopsticks with the other, poked the plate in front of him repeatedly, and occasionally looked at the Monkey King whose cheeks were puffed up from eating, and his mouth shriveled...
Hathaway and Wu Tian sat in the first place, she turned her head and whispered, suddenly something like a delicate watch on her wrist vibrated slightly, Hathaway frowned, and flicked her wrist to the side air, Suddenly a faint light shot out from her "wrist watch"——
"Heh, Napik really entered Wuxian Tower... It seems that the progress is not bad!" Hathaway glanced at the message that popped up on the watch, and couldn't help laughing, "And that Archie Lobe , and now he is also practicing in the Wuxian Pagoda. He asked Jarivs to scan the Wuxian Knife and bring it into the virtual earth network. In the tower, he is integrating the Wuxian Fist into the sword technique..."
Before Wu Tian could speak, Sun Wufan, who was sitting closer beside him, said with a smile: "Even compared with Piccolo, Tianjin Fan, and Kelin, this little guy named Yaqiluobei is not bad... The descendants of Noah Robbe back then, it's a pity, it's a pity that Noah Robbe himself has not caught up with this era."
"Back then, he was unparalleled in swordsmanship, and he was already supernatural, but because of his own skill, it was difficult to make further progress. What a pity! What a pity!"
Sun Wuhan sighed.
Hathaway joked: "Why, Gohan, you have seen Yaki Robbe's sword technique that combines Wuxianquan, do you want to participate in this Wuxian meeting?"
Sun Wuhan shook his head: "I won't get involved in the competition of the juniors..."
"Right."
Hathaway pursed her lips, and said to Wu Tian, "Ah Tian, in this way, the people you value, Monkey King, Kelin, Tianjin Fan, Archie Lobe, Piccolo...and that Kiki, I think this The little girl is also very good, and now they have all entered the tower one after another, this time the Martial Immortal Conference will be very interesting!"
Wu Tian sat upright, tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, glanced at the bright starry sky above his head, seemed to think of some possible pictures, and smiled involuntarily.
***
Virtual Earth network.
In the virtual world that simulated the continental map of Wu Tianqian's previous life, there are nine main cities on the ground... The number of people online on the virtual earth network every day has exceeded [-] million, and the user activity is terribly high.
The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association has ended, and the Virtual Earth Network Company has spared no effort to publicize the upcoming "Martial Arts Conference" both inside and outside the Virtual Earth network.Especially in this virtual earth network, the method of publicity is simple and direct. Every logged-in user opens his own panel, and a pop-up window will appear, automatically playing a promotional video advertisement.
The popularity of the "Martial Immortal Conference" is rising at the speed of light in the wave of discussions among the whole people.
"That's right! I used to watch the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association. Although it was wonderful, I always felt that something was missing!"
"Martial arts duel, as expected, it is better to fight life and death without sparing any effort!"
"That is to say, I have long seen the world's No. [-] Martial Arts Association is not pleasing to the eye. The rules are so annoying that even real swords and guns are not allowed to be brought into the arena. What is this? It is not as good as those underground fighting arenas. The first 'Martial Arts Association? Can you be called 'No. [-] in the world' even if you are afraid of death?"
"It's all right now, in the virtual earth network, there is no possibility of 'killing someone by mistake'!"
"Now we can see the true strength of martial arts masters!"
"Yeah, I don't know how terrifying Monkey King and the others will be when they use their killer moves? Under the rules of the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the world, Monkey King can be so scary. If there is no taboo in the Martial Immortal Conference, Monkey King will be so terrifying. How invincible?"
"I don't think so? Who said Sun Wukong would be stronger in the Martial Arts Conference than in the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association?"
Discussions are everywhere, and people are speculating whether Sun Wukong, Kelin, Tianjin Fan and others will participate in the Martial Immortal Conference, and if they participate, how different their performance will be from the stage of the world's No. [-] Martial Arts Association.
"Hehe, that fellow Piccolo is going to suffer a lot! Whether it was five years ago or this year's Martial Arts Conference, he relied on his fierce moves to take advantage of a lot! Now at the Martial Arts Conference, he can There's no such thing as a bargain..."
"More than that, I heard that this Martial Immortal Conference, without the hidden rules of the Martial Arts Association, many old martial arts masters will also participate! They are all long-established masters..."
"I heard that there are even old guys from the fifth floor of the Martial Immortal Pagoda to participate. I don't know if it's true or not?"
"Haha, what about the old guy, is he better than my Wukong?"
"I'm afraid it's not necessarily true, Sun Wukong is still young after all..."
……
Data Sky, the main city of Martial Immortals.
Wuxian Pagoda.
The second floor is the space of the Martial Immortal Monument.
"Sun Wukong... No, will Kakarot participate?" Qiqi flipped through the various discussions on the air screen, showing a whispering smile. She looked happy and sad, sad and worried, but soon , she restrained her mind, and her expression became firm, "There are more than ten days left, and I have to hurry up and practice! Although you don't look at me, but I...I want you to think highly of me!"
And at this time, not far away from the second-floor Martial Immortal Monument, a group of people suddenly exclaimed:
"Go up!"
"This Piccolo is such a freak. How long has he been in the Martial Immortal Tower? He went from the first floor to the second floor, and now he has rushed to the third floor?"
"Compared to the speed of Monkey King back then, it's not much slower!"
"perhaps……"
……
the third floor.
A chubby young man with black long hair draped behind him sat cross-legged in an open space not far from the three-story Martial Immortal Monument. No one approached him, and the others were far away from him, so as not to bother him.
And a long knife that looks like gold and wood is placed horizontally on his cross-legged, on the handle is engraved with the word "Martial Immortal", like a silver hook and iron scratch... Yaqiluobei stared at the not far away On the Martial Immortal Monument, a pair of small squinted eyes don't know whether they are open or closed, awake or asleep.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he looked back, only to see a mass of green data flow condensed into a strange man with a green face and a white cape, who else would it be if it wasn't Napik?
Many people on the third floor also looked at Piccolo who suddenly entered the third floor.
With so many gazes on him, Piccolo looked stern and unchanged, but among the many gazes, Piccolo noticed the gaze of Yakilobe for the first time, and he looked at it coldly... but A short, chubby human with small eyes.
Wu Xian...
Piccolo's body is a fully simulated real body of Jarivs, so even here, his eyesight is excellent, and he can see the two words written on the handle of the knife on Yakilobe's knee at a glance.
He also gave Archie Robbe a high look.It should be noted that on this earth today, in this virtual earth network, especially in this Martial Immortal Pagoda, I have never seen anyone who dares to write the word "Martial Immortal" on his knife...
Yaqiluobei glanced at Piccolo for a few times, then ignored it, and continued to comprehend Wuxian boxing and sword skills.
Unlike others, Yaqiluobei is not satisfied with only relying on Wuxianquan to climb the tower.For him, it doesn't matter what kind of martial arts, qi, or Wuxian boxing, only the one that can make him stronger in swordsmanship is meaningful.
Therefore, when he climbed the Martial Immortal Pagoda, he only relied on "Martial Immortal Slash" to break through.If you can't combine the Wuxian boxing you have learned with the saber technique, it will be meaningless.
Piccolo was not interested in these suspicious eyes, snorted coldly, and strode towards the three-story Martial Immortal Stele self-consciously, and as he walked past, those people surrounding the three-story Martial Immortal Stele gave way one after another. Bickley ignored him, and looked up at the more profound stele of Martial Immortals.
Wuxian Conference...
This demon king must be ashamed...
***
Day after day passed...
All over the world, countless people are eagerly looking forward to it, countless media bombarded it with propaganda, and countless martial arts masters are gearing up to prepare for the "Martial Immortal Conference"... With a prompt on all virtual network login devices, beep——It officially started!