Chapter 127

The Fraser family is the biggest force in the North galaxy, among them, the Fraser alone, his force is spread over about a quarter of the North galaxy, and the star atlas of the dominion spacecraft is not complete, so looking at the star map, most of the scope is the force of Fraser.

"Felicia!"

Thinking of this early character in the story of Dragon Ball Z, Muyang could not help shaking his head.

This big boss is a barrier that the North galaxy can never go around!

It's just that his strength is not enough now, so Muyang can only avoid the sharp edge. But what happened today, he remembered it. No matter who attacked him, Felipe's subordinates were right.

“…… I've lost a spaceship, and this account will come back sooner or later. " If there had not been such a sharp weapon as acceleration space, maybe now he would have died with the spaceship. Muyang decides in the dark, and then waits quietly in the accelerating space.

About the past ten hours, two and a half hours later, it is estimated that the other party's spaceship has left. Muyang boarded one of the spaceships listed in the acceleration space, set the destination and move the spaceship to the space.

Whew! The white spaceship suddenly appears from the void. When it appears, it will shine white light and fly towards the outside of the stellar system at an extremely fast speed.

The terminal of the ninth command found strange spacecraft signals again, but it was too late to stop them.

……

Earth, big green mountain.

The sky in April is cool in spring, but under the sunshine, the local sunny side has gradually begun to appear hot and dry.

It's the most comfortable time of the year. There are birds singing and flowers everywhere in Daqingshan. Flowers of different colors are blooming at this time.

At the foot of the mountain, all the disciples of Tianxin Liuwu Taoism hall trained in order.

April was dressed in a fitting white martial suit, with a red belt around her waist, a curtain of curly brown hair hanging down to her waist, and a ribbon tied to her ponytail. At this time, April is under the guidance of her elder martial sister, nice, fighting back and forth with her.

Pompous! Crack!

Nice's slender palm drew a month and a half of arc, and she took April's body with her. She saw the palm of her hand, and a force was shot between the palms.

April, with a sigh, stumbled back several steps.

"April, you have made great progress recently, and the foundation of the flow of heavenly mind is already proficient in your mind. The next deeper thing needs to be taught by the teacher himself."

Nice is a woman with red hair. She ranks first among all the female disciples of tianxinliu.

At this time, she was more than 20 years old. She was healthy and soft, full of temptation.

April spits out her tongue playfully, smiles on her young face, puts her hands together and salutes her elder martial sister.

"It's all because sister nice teaches well."

"Oh, your little mouth is so sweet." Nice is happy to have fun.

It has been five years since April came to tianxinliu. In these five years, April is open-minded and studious, polite and clever, which is deeply liked by everyone. April, who is ten years old, has come out of the haze of losing her family and regarded it as her new home.

Five years later, only April and nice are the official disciples who stay in Tianxin Liuwu Taoist hall. IYA and ASO have returned to the mountain to practice with their teachers. Even the students in the Taoist hall have changed.

At noon, when April and nice finished their practice and prepared for lunch, there was a loud noise outside the Wudao hall.

With a few cries of pain, a rough voice sounded in the Wudao hall.

"Hello, is this the strength of the Tianxin Liuwu? It's just unbearable. It's not the opponent of Oman, my world fighter."

Kuang Dang, a sound of gongs and drums falling on the ground, the rough sound resounding again, "what flow of the sky, just a name in vain! Then who... Let your owner, or the one named Muyang, come out... "

Nice's face changed, reaching for April, who was about to rush out. Shaking their heads, they went out together.

From the indoor wudaochang to the outdoor, I saw a man with exposed upper body and bronzed skin standing on the outdoor wudaotai.

Behind him, there are seven or eight people in the same dress. They are from the same school.

"At last a principal came out, and she was still a little girl."

The seeker was a woman in her early twenties. Oman, a fighter, shook his head in disappointment.

"Senior sister nice, this guy is here to challenge us. Several of our students have been injured by him." A teacher came up and whispered in nice's ear, a trace of shame on her face.

Nice nodded faintly, her cold eyes scanned Oman, the eye wrestler, and sighed.

Another guy who wants to prove himself.

She can't remember the first wave of such people. Since brother Muyang won the champion of the world's first martial arts association five years ago, someone will always challenge their martial arts hall to prove their strength.

At first, there were some famous martial Taoists. They treated each other with courtesy, but they were also harmonious.

But it's strange that in recent years, there are few real martial arts schools, and those who come here are not in the mainstream.

One is a fighter, one is a boxer, one is a Hercules. When did they become so famous?

To say that, nice also knows the reason. It's all because of the reform of the world's first martial arts association!

It is said that starting from the 12th World Martial Arts Association, the organizers will change from traditional martial arts schools to official government organizations. Under the official propaganda, the world's first martial arts association is inflamed. It is said that the 12th World's first martial arts association will have a huge scale.

Only in this way, as the last champion's school, tianxinliu faces more challenges.

It's a cat and a dog. They all want to show themselves!

Do not weigh their ability!

"We are martial arts hall, which teaches martial arts skills. It's not the place where your fighting family should come." Nice's voice is warm and cold. She would have thrown people out if it wasn't for maintaining the etiquette of heavenly flow.

Aman, the fighter, twisted his neck and jumped up and down, sniffing at nice's words.

"All the martial arts that are not martial arts are embroidered with flower fists and legs. You can't even block my fist if you look at your students. However, I can't blame them. After all, I have won the third place in the world wrestling competition, which is much stronger than them. Today, I'm going to tell you all that martial arts is a trick to deceive people. It's a trick to force people to give any connotation to their skills. "

As he said, the following martial brothers began to applaud. Oman pressed his hand, smiled, clenched his fist in the right hand toward all the people present, and raised it high: "only hard fist is the real truth!"

"Mang Fu!"

Nice's voice is cold. What is Wudao's purpose? She doesn't even want to deal with such a fist guy.

"Don't believe it, you go to inquire. I am Oman's reputation in the world of fighting, not my boast. I will definitely take part in the official martial arts meeting. As long as I take part in it, it is absolutely easy to win the top several places."

"Yes, Mr. Oman said well."

"It's time for our world fighters to show their strength."

A group of barearm fighters responded loudly, confident one by one.

In the past, the world's first martial arts association was only the competition of a small group of self righteous martial arts schools. Without their elites in the fighting world, it would be better to call it the world's first martial arts association?!

Look at this session, sweep them to pieces! Let them have a good look. What is strength!

Well, that's it. It's all about strength!

After hearing this, the students of Wudao hall were all filled with indignation and could not wait to slap them.

"Sister nice, do you want me to teach those guys a lesson?" April could not hear any more, her blue eyes flashed a flash, and her little fist was clenched tightly.

Nice patted her on the shoulder and shook her head. "It's just a clown jumping over a beam."

Oman, the fighter, proudly raised his head and looked at them and said, "how about you bow down and admit defeat?"

NIS sighed and glanced at Oman. "Now that you want to insult yourself, let's start!"

Said, shaking his head to come to him.

Two people stand together, one contrast, nice's height is more than one meter six, just like a child.