Chapter 125: Challenger of Gymnasium

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The Frieza clan is the largest force entrenched in the northern galaxy. Among them, Frieza alone, his power spreads over about a quarter of the northern galaxy. The star map of the Dominican spacecraft is not complete, so Looking at the star map, most of the range is Frieza's forces.
"Frieza!"
Thinking of this early character in the Dragon Ball Z plot, Mu Yang couldn't help but shook his head.
This big BOSS is a hurdle that North Yinhe will never pass!
It's just that now his own strength is not good enough, Mu Yang can only temporarily avoid the edge, but what happened today, he is in mind. No matter who attacked him, Frieza's subordinates were always right.
"... I lost a spaceship, and this account will be calculated back sooner or later." If it weren't for the sharp weapon like acceleration space, maybe he would have died with the spaceship now. Mu Yang made a secret decision in his heart, and then waited quietly in the acceleration space.
About ten hours ago, two and a half hours after the outside world, it was roughly estimated that the opponent’s spacecraft had already driven away. Only then did Mu Yang board one of the spacecraft lined up in the acceleration space, set the destination, and moved the spacecraft to Among the stars in the universe.
call out! The silver-white spaceship suddenly appeared from the void, and when it first appeared, it shone with white light and flew towards the outside of the star system at an extremely fast speed.
The terminal of the Ninth Command once again found a strange spacecraft signal, but when it wanted to stop it, it was too late.
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Earth, Daqingshan.
The sky in April carries the coolness of spring, but under the sunshine, some parts of the sunny side have gradually begun to appear hot.
It is the most comfortable time of the year, when the birds and flowers all over Daqingshan are full of life, and flowers of different colors are blooming at this time.
At the Tianxinliu Martial Arts Hall at the foot of the mountain, all the disciples trained in an orderly manner.
April was wearing a fitted white martial arts uniform with a red belt around her waist. A curtain of slightly curly brown hair fell to her waist, tied into a ponytail with a ribbon. At this time, April was fighting back and forth with her under the guidance of her senior sister Nis.
Puff! Snapped!
Nisi's slender palm drew an arc for a month and a half, and took up April's body along the way. When the palm of her hand paused, a force of force came out of her palm.
With a cry, April staggered back several steps.
Niss approached and said with a smile: "Apriel, you have made a lot of progress recently, and the foundation of Tianxin Flow has already been mastered. Next, the teacher needs to teach him more."
Nisi is a woman with red hair, and she ranks first in strength among the female disciples of Tianxinliu.
At this time, she was twenty years old, her body was vigorous and feminine, and she was full of allure.
April sticks out her tongue playfully, smiles on her immature face, puts her hands together, and salutes her senior sister.
"This is all because sister Nisi taught well."
"Oh, your little mouth is so sweet." Niss joked happily.
It has been five years since April came to Tianxinliu. In the past five years, April is modest and studious, polite and well-behaved, which has won everyone's love. And April, who was already ten years old, also walked out of the haze of losing her family and regarded this as her new home.
Five years have passed, and now the only official disciples in the Tianxinliu martial arts hall are April and Nisi. Iya and Asuo have returned to the mountain to follow the teacher to practice, and even the students in the hall have changed. One crop.
As the time approached noon, just as April and Nis finished their practice and prepared to have lunch, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the martial arts hall.
Accompanied by a few painful shouts, a rough voice sounded in the martial arts hall.
"Hey, is this the strength of the Tianxin Wanderer? It is simply vulnerable, and it is not the opponent of my world fighter Oman."
Kang Dang, the sound of a gong and drum falling, and a rough voice sounded again, "What a flow of heaven, it's just a false name! Then who... let your curator, or the one named Mu Yang, come out..."
Nisi's face changed, and she stretched out her hand to catch April who was about to rush out staring. Shaking their heads, the two went out together.
Walking from the indoor martial arts arena to the outdoors, I saw a man with his upper body exposed and covered in bronze skin standing swayingly on the open-air martial arts platform.
Behind him, there are seven or eight people in the same costume, who are clearly out of the same door.
"Finally, there is a person in charge, who is actually a little girl."
The person who saw her was a woman in her early twenties, and the fighter named Aman shook her head in disappointment.
"Senior Sister Nisi, this guy is here to provoke. Several of our students were injured by him." A teacher walked over and whispered in Nisi's ear, with a trace of guilt on his face.
Nisi nodded faintly, glanced at the fighter Aman with cold eyes, and then sighed.
It's another guy who wants to prove his strength.
She can't remember how many people like this are. Since Brother Mu Yang won the championship of the world's number one martial arts club five years ago, someone has always challenged their martial arts gym to prove their strength.
At first, there were some famous martial artists who treated each other with courtesy, but they were still harmonious.
But the strange thing is that in recent years there have been fewer real martial arts genres, and those who have come here are all incompetent guys.
For a while, a fighter, a boxer, and a strongman. When did their Tianxinliu become so famous?
Speaking of it, Niss also knows the reason, everything is caused by the reform of the world's No. 1 martial arts club!
It is said that starting from the 12th World Martial Arts Fair, the organizer will change from the traditional martial arts genre to the official government co-organization. Under official propaganda, the No. 1 Budokai in the world is on fire. It is said that the scale of the 12th No. 1 Budokai in the world will be very large.
Only in this way, as the genre of the previous champion, the challenges Tianxinliu faced suddenly increased.
What a cat and a dog, all want to express themselves!
Do not weigh your own abilities!
"We are here in the martial arts hall. We teach martial arts skills, not where your fighters should come." Nisi's voice was tepid and very cold. If it weren't for the etiquette of Tianxinliu, she would have thrown people away. out.
Fighter Aman twisted his neck, jumped up and down to move his muscles and bones, and sneered at Nis's words.
"What martial arts and not martial arts are things that are embroidered with fists and legs. Look at your students, you can't even stop my fists. But you can't blame them. After all, I have won the third place in the World Fighting Competition, and I am stronger than them. Many. Today I want to tell all of you that martial arts and everything are fooling people, and forcibly adding any connotation to skills is a trick."
As he said, the brothers who were accompanying him had begun to cheer, and Aman pressed his hand down~EbookFREE.me~ and smiled, facing everyone present, making a fist with his right hand and raising it high: "Only a hard fist is The real truth!"
"Rugged man!"
Nisi's voice became cold, what is martial arts for being competitive? She didn't even care about this kind of guy who only talked about fists.
"Don't believe me, go and find out. My reputation in the fighting world of Oman is not what I brag about. I will definitely participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting that is officially held this time. As long as I participate, I will win the top few. It's absolutely easy."
"Yes, Mr. Aman said it well."
"It's time for our world fighters to show their strength."
A group of bare-armed fighters cheered loudly, all confident.
In the past, the World's No. 1 Budo Club was only a competition for a small group of people in the self-righteous martial arts genre. Without their elites in the fighting world, would it be embarrassing to be called the World's No. 1 Budo Club? !
Look at this year, sweep them all over! Let them take a good look, what is called strength!
Well, that's it, speak with strength!
The students in the Budokan heard this, they were all filled with righteous indignation, and they wanted to slap them a few times.
"Sister Nisi, do you want me to teach those guys?" April could not listen anymore, and a stream of light flashed through her blue eyes, her small fist was already tightly clenched.
Niss patted her on the shoulder and shook her head, "It's just a clown."
Fighter Aman raised his head triumphantly, and looked at Nisi and the others: "How about it, or bow your head to concede?"
Niss sighed and glanced at Aman, "Since you want to insult yourself, let's start!"
Talking, shook his head and walked to him.
When the two stood together, in comparison, Nisi was more than one meter tall, just like a child.
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