Chapter 101： Choose reappearance, this championship is decided by default

"Wukong, you've grown a lot taller!" Turtle Immortal said in surprise.

Sun Wukong rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Yeah, I've grown taller unknowingly in the past three years. When I first noticed it, it was because I saw Kelin getting shorter..."

"Wukong, I'm going to be angry if you say that again!"

"Hahaha, hey, Bulma, your lips are so red, are you sick?"

"That's lipstick." Bulma rolled her eyes and said helplessly.

Sure enough, although he has grown taller, Sun Wukong has not changed, and it is too simple.

only……

Bulma blinked suddenly, and she suddenly realized that the grown-up Sun Wukong looks like a person...

No, it should be said that it is exactly the same!

"Brother Lin Chen, long time no see!"

At this time, Sun Wukong saw Lin Chen and bowed deeply to him.

"Come on, perform well."

"Well! This time I will definitely be able to defend the championship!" Sun Wukong was full of confidence.

"Wukong, I won't lose to you this time!" Tianjingfan said confidently, clenching his fists.

"Wukong, everyone has received the same training, you have to be careful!" Yamucha also said confidently.

After greeting everyone, Wukong and his party went to the registration office to sign up, and then prepared to start participating in the preliminaries.

Watching them leave, Immortal Turtle sighed with emotion: "They have become so strong, and sure enough, my era is coming to an end..."

"Old man, your era is over, okay? My sister is much better than you!" Bulma laughed.

Immortal Turtle shrugged: "Tais has Lin Chen to help, so how can you compare?"

"Haha, you know it too!"

On the other side, Taisi looked at the backs of Sun Wukong and the others leaving, and asked Lin Chen, "This time, Wukong should win the championship, right?"

"It seems..." Lin Chen nodded.

He had sensed Piccolo's breath just now.

It's a pity that his breath is far inferior to Wukong, and even Kelin and others are inferior.

Lin Chen estimated that this might be because Ke Lin and the others went to the temple to practice early.

The training time of Wukong and his group was much earlier than in the original book.

On the contrary, the newly born Piccolo was still cultivating by himself, just like the original, so he was at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

I am afraid it is precisely because of knowing the gap between Piccolo and Wukong that this time the gods did not possess an ordinary person to participate in the competition like the original.

This time, whether it's Kelin, Tianjingfan, or even Yamucha, they have the ability to defeat Piccolo.

And unlike Wukong, they will not be merciful in the face of Piccolo, so there is no need for the gods to take action in person.

Aware of the thoughts of the gods, Lin Chen couldn't help but feel sorry for Piccolo.

The big devil Piccolo, who was rushing in with delusions, is going to be eaten and deflated this time.

It's just that without the fateful confrontation between Piccolo and Sun Wukong, I don't know what will be the highlights of this competition?

Should I sign up for a test myself?

At this moment, Lin Chen suddenly heard a voice.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the strongest choice!"

"Choose 1: Participate in the 23rd Martial Arts Tournament in person and win the championship, reward: 100,000 combat power!"

"Choice 2: Let Mark contestant win the championship, and the reward: God's magic!"

"Choose three: do nothing, reward: 1 point of time!"

Hearing this long-lost choice, Lin Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Although the selection reward this time is not the best.

But it's quite interesting.

There were three competitions in total. Lin Chen missed one and watched it twice. It was rare for the system to hear the selection task for this competition.

If he chooses one, it's fine. For the sake of 100,000 combat power, he will end up bullying the weak in person. Lin Chen is not so cheeky yet.

Choice three is also very boring. It is rare to have a choice task and do nothing. What is the difference between that and salted fish?

It's just this option two... Mark contestant? Who is it?

Just when Lin Chen was puzzled, a loud noise suddenly erupted from the crowd next to him.

I saw a group of people in karate uniforms pushed the crowd away and walked towards the registration office.

The one in the lead was a young man with long hair.

"Hey, we're here to sign up!" The young man slammed the table and said.

The person at the registration office immediately said, "Okay, what's your name, this gentleman?"

"My name is Mark! The man who will become a world champion in the future! Remember it for me!"

It was him?

Knowing who the system wanted his help to, Lin Chen took another look at his combat effectiveness.

mark.

Combat Strength: 12...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Lin Chen choked on his own saliva.

I couldn't help but say in my heart, "Come on! I just knew that the system didn't follow any good intentions. After a long time, the reward that seemed to be the best was really the hardest.

12 points of combat power, how do you let this person compete for the championship with Wukong, whose combat power has exceeded 500?

Fortunately, someone else might not be able to do this task, but Lin Chen could. Who would let him have more means in his hands?

"System, I choose two!"

"Ding, the host has opened the selection, please complete the task as soon as possible."

Shaking his body, Lin Chen said to Taisi and the others, "You two, go to the venue with Bulma, I'm going out for a while."

"Hey? Lin Chen, where are you going?"

"Your Majesty, take me with you?"

Taisi asked curiously.

Lin Chen shook his head and refused: "No, I'll just stroll around, that's all! Bye."

After saying that, Lin Chen directly cast teleportation and disappeared in front of everyone.

Like the 22nd Budo Club, this time the qualifiers were held in the arena to determine the final eight players.

At this time, Sun Wukong and the others have changed into martial arts uniforms and are ready to start the competition.

"Look, this is a custom-made dress that I specially ordered from the lower realm! I knew that Teacher Wu Tian would not prepare it for us this time!" Ke Lin put on the martial arts uniform with the word "turtle" and said complacently.

"Everyone thinks the same!" Yamucha and Sun Wukong also took out their martial arts uniforms and put them on, moving their wrists, and their eyes were full of confidence.

After three years of hard work in the heavens, almost everyone has made complete progress.

There is no way, because in addition to the gods, there is an extraordinary master in the heaven.

Because of him, even the dumplings have improved a lot from the original.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly looked condensed,

As if sensing something, Sun Wukong's face froze, and the whole person became vigilant.

Not only him, but also Tianjingfan looked dignified.

"Goku, do you feel it?"

"Huh? A very powerful aura flashed by just now."

Krillin pointed to the strange man in a cloak in the distance and said, "Could it be him?"

"No, that breath is much stronger than him." Wukong said, "It's strange, I can't feel it anymore."

Just as Wukong and the others were looking for the whereabouts of that breath, Lin Chen hid and covered his mouth.

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief after he confirmed that Wukong and the others were not looking for him.

"Huh, these guys are really keen on the perception of qi, and they almost showed their feet. If there is no interference from outsiders, most of the finals this time will be a few of them competing against each other..."

Lin Chen looked at Wukong and the others in the distance, smiled and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity that this time the champion of the martial arts tournament has already been decided by my contestant Mark."