Chapter 425： finals

"Master Muyang, you... hello..." Klin stammered with excitement on his face. He never thought that one day he would actually see the legendary **** of martial arts.

"Well, watch the game seriously, you can try to learn the sense of breath, this is the content of the temple."

A pair of dazzling star-like eyes glanced at Klin and the others, Mu Yang smiled slightly, his gaze turned to the ring game again.

Klin and others are now considered to be fledglings, but they are far from reaching the point where he is concerned.

"Yes." Klin straightened up immediately and responded excitedly.

The **** of martial arts is here to point them, how could he miss such a good opportunity.

Klin's eyes widened, watching Sun Wukong and Lan Qi's movements very seriously, even if they couldn't keep up with their eyesight, he stared at the ring with all his might, and reacted according to his breath. But Klin's strength is indeed a little bit worse, except for a few blurred images, he can't see the Monkey King and their movements at all.

Compared with Klin’s hardship, the reactions of Tianjin Fan, Yaqiluobei, and Leping are much easier, and they can vaguely sense the movements of Monkey King, which opens a new door for their martial arts practice. Just as Mu Yang said, the induction of breath is a practice that only the temple has.

"Dad..." A soft body rushed directly towards Mu Yang, and Mu Yang took her down and hugged her in his arms. Aimia raised her head, flashing a pair of shiny eyes.

"Dad, why are you alone, where is mom?"

Mu Yang smiled and hugged Aimia, and said, "Your mother and the others have been with your uncle. They haven't seen each other for a long time. Aimia has grown taller. Who are you here with this time?"

"Hehe, elder brother, Lazili, Lapis, aunty... a lot of people." Aimia counted one by one with her fingers, Mu Yang listened with a smile on her face, in fact, he knew Sepriel early in the morning. They are in the audience with Nick.

Holding Aimia towards the auditorium, Mu Yang saw Cypril and Nick in the crowd, and the few people standing not far from them were Guixianren, Bulma and Wulong. In the sky, there were Several figures floated high, Mu Qiu was holding La Zili, and a young man next to him was carrying Lapis.

The boy is not tall, but he is strong, and it is Broly.

You must know that even Lan Qi has come to participate in the martial arts meeting. As Lan Qi's follower, how could Broly not come.

Mu Yang nodded slightly towards Broly, a stream of light flashed in Broly's eyes, his body moved, and a phantom flickered before appearing in front of Mu Yang. The whole process was silent. The audience and staff on the scene were all silent. not found.

"Father," Broly called politely.

Mu Yang looked up and down Broly, a fist hit his chest, and a glimmer of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "Broly, he has performed very well outside these years, and his combat power has reached 120,000! I will participate more in the future. In the battles of some shepherd forces, don't follow Lan Qi to wander around outside."

Broly smiled innocently: "In fact, Lan Qi is just more playful. I think these days are very interesting."

"Whatever you want, remember not to lose your effort."

In addition to not being transformed, Broly’s current strength is second to none in the universe. As long as he doesn’t neglect exercise like the Monkey King in the original book, he simply wastes his great aptitude, and Muyang is not in his daily life. Will intervene.

"Master Muyang, who is this little brother?"

Tianjin Fan and Yaqi Luobei didn't know when Broly appeared. They looked at Broly, and suddenly felt a powerful pressure swept towards them, like a huge weight. Even if he was far away for a certain distance, there was still sweat on his forehead.

This is a master they can't imagine.

The pupils of Tianjin Fan and others shrank, showing incredible looks.

Although Broly did not deliberately reveal the energy in his body, the violent aura exuding invisibly was like a deep ocean with hidden waves, which really made Tianjin Fan and the others unbearable.

"He is my adopted son Broly, you don't need to care about him."

"It turns out to be the adopted son of an adult... It's too strong." Tianjin Fan's face turned pale, and was deterred by Broly's power. This teenager looked a few years younger than himself, but his strength was scary.

Even the two competing in the ring at this time may not be as strong as him!

For some reason, Tianjin Fan suddenly compared Monkey King, Lan Qi and Broly, and a sense of frustration arose in her heart. It turned out that he was not the best among young people, and there were many who were stronger than him, but soon Tianjin Fan's face became firm and his confidence was restored.

On the one hand, Le Ping watched in a daze. His feet were trembling, and he was already oppressed by Broly's powerful aura. Compared with them, he was too far away.

"Master Muyang's adopted son is about the same age as Monkey King, but his strength far exceeds those of us. This is the result of the expert's guidance."

Le Ping condensed his eyebrows. Teacher Firth once said that the **** of martial arts is the best martial artist on earth. If he can get his guidance... then he shook his head and dispelled this unrealistic idea.

The **** of martial arts, Muyang, has few disciples, and the only record is a female disciple, and that female disciple is now the **** of the earth.

"I don't want to be a disciple of Master Muyang. As long as he can get the personal guidance of the gods, he may be able to surpass them." A strong desire arose in Le Ping's heart, and his next step was to climb the temple and get the guidance of the gods. Only in this way can he have further possibilities.

Mu Yang looked at the changes in the expressions of several people, and nodded lightly.

"Oh, the above game is about to end." When his eyes turned to the game, Mu Yang curled up his mouth and showed a smile.

Yaqiluobei, Tianjin Fan and others have recovered from their thoughts.

In the ring, the battle between Monkey King and Lan Qi has come to an end. In fact, Monkey King's current strength is not Lan Qi's opponent at all.

Perhaps it was really entrusted by Ji Nei, Lan Qi's strength was very well controlled, which could give Monkey a certain training without actually hurting him.

"Lanqi, just use my last move as a final blow!"

Monkey King was standing on a pitted martial arts arena. There was almost no complete stone slab in the vast area, and there were winding cracks everywhere.

Lan Qi’s face was covered with a sneer, she lifted her golden hair, and her turquoise eyes shone beautifully The old lady stood still and let you beat her, which could hurt my hair You win! "

"Less look down on me."

Monkey King stubbornly roared, and suddenly he tapped the soles of his feet, and his body quickly jumped to a height of tens of meters. Suddenly, a strong pressure emerged from Monkey King.

He raised his hands high, and then closed them together, ready to release the most powerful move.

In the audience, Immortal Turtle supported his sunglasses to watch Monkey King's movements, and thought to himself: "Does Wukong want to release Turtle Qigong? But because of the energy nature of Turtle Qigong, I'm afraid it won't hurt him."

In the next second, Immortal Turtle saw Monkey King take a very solemn breath. He gathered his hands together and folded his fingers into a triangle. The violent energy was compressed between the small palms.

"No, it's not Guipai Qigong."

Watching Sun Wukong's movements carefully, Immortal Turtle's face showed disbelief, "That trick...Is it something Gohan taught him?"