Chapter 21

In challenge arena 5, a figure jumped up, turned a beautiful somersault in the air and landed steadily on it.

"Song God, you are No. 100. What a coincidence! Ha ha! What luck!"

"Ma Xuan, my opponent is you?" Sun Wuben walked leisurely to the No. 5 challenge arena. Looking at the energy on the stage, he looked like a middle-aged strong man who won the grand prize. He couldn't help smiling. Then he threw himself up and jumped into the challenge arena easily.

"Sun Wuben, I admire you very much." Ma Xuan laughed and looked very happy, "Well, you are a talented student in the key class of the capital of the north. You actually dropped out of school. I don't know if you are stupid in reading. It's also considered that you have some luck. You actually have some talent in music, so you have the current results. However, martial arts is not music. You don't play by talent. What's more, you are just a yellow monkey. This physical condition..."

"Your blood is not stronger than me." Sun Wuben smiled faintly.

Ma Xuan's face suddenly sank. He looked a little depressed and sad. He was silent. Then he said in a deep voice: "yes, you and I are yellow people. We yellow people have good brain seeds and strong coordination. We are the worst among the authentic human race in terms of persistence and explosive power. Moreover, in terms of martial arts aptitude, we authentic human beings can't compare with different kinds." In a trance, Ma Xuan remembered the scene of his apprenticeship.

"Ma Xuan, you shouldn't cultivate martial arts. Your blood is doomed that you can't stand out in martial arts no matter how hard you practice in your life. I advise you to go!"

"No, master, I like martial arts. I don't like reading. Ask Master to teach me practice. I believe that as long as I work hard, even if my blood is not good, I will be able to go to the forefront of all people." Ma Xuan roared.

"In that case, I must charge you twice the tuition fee. Do you still have to pay for it?"

"Yes!" Ma Xuan answered firmly.

Since then, Ma Xuan began to practice hard martial arts under the guidance of his master. What makes Ma Xuan painful is that he worshipped under the master's door at the same time, and even those disciples who started later than his Ma Xuan achieved much more in the same practice than his Ma Xuan.

Every time I see younger martial brothers surpassing themselves, Ma Xuan's heart is dripping blood.

If it is not a belief, to prove his belief and Ma Xuan's love for martial arts, Ma Xuan has to collapse and give up many times.

Finally, Ma Xuan left the school and can practice alone.

At this time, Ma Xuan was not like other students. Without the supervision of his master, he began to be lazy. He worked harder for fishing for three days and drying his net for two days.

Even later, the progress became slower and slower, and the effect of cultivation became worse year by year, and even stopped, Ma Xuan still didn't give up.

Physical fitness has reached the limit of human physical fitness, and it is almost impossible to grow by leaps and bounds. Then improve your martial arts skills.

After nearly 30 years of hard training and more than 20 years of intensive research in martial arts, Ma Xuan's trip to the world's first martial arts conference was also made.

"Maybe I may not be the first in the world physically, but with my newly developed supreme martial arts whirlwind 52 style, I will be able to win the championship. At that time, I will take these bonuses to visit my master and let him see that even the purest yellow blood can win the championship of the world's first martial arts conference and become the world's first expert."

Ma Xuan's eyes became more and more firm.

"Sun Wuben, I'm different from you. You're just having fun. You really think of yourself as a genius. You just want to show off your so-called 'omnipotent' and get the first in any field, which means you're a genius." Ma Xuan said in a deep voice.

Sun Wuben blushed. My goal is not to do this at all!

"Sun Wuben, I know you want to deny it, but it doesn't matter. The important thing is that Ma Xuan came to the martial arts conference to prove that even the purest yellow blood, even if our strength is not as strong as them, we can make them cry for their parents and become the first martial Arts God in the world!"

Sun Wuben trembled in his heart and the smile on his face disappeared.

Race is the biggest unfairness in the world, because there are too many intelligent races competing with normal human beings on the earth.

Martial arts is a bloody example.

Pure earth people may not be able to compare with the power that some races never practice.

In the original dragon ball world, why did the junior boss level Z soldiers such as Kelin, Yamu tea, and even Tianjin rice, dumplings and bick give up the goal of defeating the monkey king in the end? It is not because the blood gap is too large that people have to despair.

The lineage of these Z soldiers is thousands of times stronger than that of normal humans, but they are comparable to those of Sun Wukong and others.

In the Na Mei Ke Xing chapter, in just ten days or so, the monkey king rushed from tens of thousands of combat power to 150 million. How can he compare? How can he catch up?

This is the strength of the Saiyan lineage. At that time, only vegeta, who is also of the Saiyan lineage, could catch up.

When sun Wuben looked at the dragon ball, he always wondered why every time Sun Wukong and other Saiya people saved the earth, those people on earth clearly saw it in their eyes, but in the twinkling of an eye they forgot these things and pushed out a Satan whose power was around 8 o'clock to be a hero who saved the world.

The boss who destroys the earth has the power of a nuclear bomb. He can destroy a city, stare casually and easily destroy a mountain.

Obviously, everything has happened and everyone has seen it.

Satan stacked 16 tiles together in this way, and only 15 tiles could be split with one full blow. Can the person who can't split one tile really defeat the person who spits and can destroy a city?

In a civilized society where science and technology are developed enough to make and transform spaceships, is the intelligent race really stupid to such a position?

Now sun Wuben understands, not that he doesn't understand.

Ordinary people may not understand, but elite figures and martial Taoists don't understand.

But do not want to understand, or because the blood difference is too big, the dimensional difference is too big, and choose to forget.

"Will I encounter the experiences and feelings of earth martial Taoists in the original dragon ball world in the future?" Sun Wuben was a little confused about how weak his body was. Sun Wuben had deeply felt it in his practice over the years, especially when compared with the Tianjin rice and dumplings of the Z soldiers in the original dragon ball.

"You, sun Wuben, have unparalleled musical talent in the world. You should take the way of music and push the pure yellow people to the first place in the world in music. It makes people look at you. Other races are crazy and admire it. You shouldn't come to this martial arts conference. It's a waste and a waste of your talent. And I'm in the martial arts, bringing the yellow people..." Ma Xuan gushed.

"Cough!"

A cough sounded, and the presiding referee stared at the horse in sweat.

"I said contestant 101, please start the competition right away, right away. This is the challenge arena of the martial arts conference, not a tea talk." the host referee roared.

"Er..."

Ma Xuan's face turned red, and then there was a martyrdom like solemnity on his face.

"Sun Wuben, in order to wake you up as a singer, to let you go back to the right path of music, and to let you see what the most powerful martial arts of the yellow people are like, I decided to use the most powerful boxing I created - whirlwind 52 style. Of course, I only use the weakest first style, because I'm afraid you'll die. Ok... Let's start!"

"The most powerful boxing?" Sun Wuben whispered.

"Although I don't like you very much, your goal of not bowing to fate and fighting for the honor of the yellow people is consistent with me, so..." Sun Wuben suddenly shot a blazing light in his eyes, "so I will beat you with my strongest blow."

Boom!

It was as if thunder exploded on the ground, and the horse's body moved. It was very simple to bend over the waist, pedal, rush forward, and then turn into a lunge, with an electric blow.

With the blow to sun Wuben, it even caused bursts of wind.

"The wind is spinning."

"How strong!"

Sun Wu instinctively felt the blow of the fist on his skin.

"The wind is like a drill bit. What about the strength of the fist? It's a pity it's useless!" the thought flashed. Sun Wuben's body also fell low, and then turned into a lunge to punch.

It was like a flash of lightning. I couldn't even see sun Wuben's fist.

Awning!

In the sight of everyone, the horse spun upside down and hit the wall of the competition hall. Then the whole person seemed to stick to the wall and stopped for a while before slipping.

Beating people is like hanging pictures!

Neijia boxing has three realms: bright strength, dark strength, melting strength, and beating people like hanging pictures.

Although sun Wuben has never learned real Neijia boxing, he might as well combine the family practice method of sun Wuliu with the theory of Neijia boxing in previous lives to create his own Neijia boxing.