Are Saiyans weak?Have you ever seen Bai Shen

Chapter 36 Saiyan Bloodline VS Namekian Bloodline

"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter, this little Ma is here to make a joke!"

"I think it's a bit interesting. We can use the perspective of ordinary people to see the world of warriors together!"

"That's right! Compared with the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, the [-]-person Rodeo Tournament is an amateur entertainment event! Don't be so serious!"

"Besides, this time, it's a group of college students competing, so it shouldn't be very interesting to watch!"

"But, even if Brother Ma doesn't understand martial arts, he can't be blind! Didn't you see the boy eating ramen, did he come here on a shared bicycle?"

In the tiger fish live broadcast room, which was popular with tens of millions of people, netizens began to post barrage and discuss the game.

Brother Xiao Ma saw the barrage, and then realized that he was careless.

Because in the picture at this time, the boy sitting on a stool and eating ramen, there is indeed a yellow shared bicycle not far behind him.

And from the replay screen, it was shown that this boy came here on a bicycle.

It didn't fly from the sky like other warriors.

Immediately, he coughed lightly and tried to make amends: "Sorry audience friends, I was too excited just now!"

"Look at it this way, this young man named Zhang He is the only one among the hundred fighters who can't fly!"

"But it's not surprising. Just now I saw the information about this ramen boy. His fusion and awakening is of Saiyan blood!"

"That's right, it's the bloodline whose fame outweighs his strength!"

"It's just claimed to have unlimited potential, but this bloodline has never had a strong one!"

As soon as this remark came out, it aroused the approval of many netizens and viewers.

"Hey! It's a pity, such a handsome student is actually of this bloodline. I thought he was the protagonist of this competition!"

"Not bad! It is rumored that the students of Saiyan blood in the past didn't have more than [-] combat power when they graduated from the academy?"

"I don't care, Miss Ben only looks at her face, and I only cheer for Zhang He!"

"That's right, this is not a serious game, so you don't need to care so much about winning or losing!"

"Wow! My brother sucking noodles is so tempting, I want to eat my brother's noodles too!"

"Tch, a group of boring women with little knowledge, don't understand the spirit of martial arts at all, Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, of course the winner must be divided!"

"Look, they are coming!"

The camera of the live broadcast turned around.

At this time, at the iron gate outside the Cyanwood Forest.

From the sky, dozens of warrior students fell from the sky.

After a while, hundreds of people gathered at the gate.

"Fuck!"

After Zhang He sucked the last noodle, he burped comfortably.

Unexpectedly, the game didn't start until nine o'clock, so I came early.

Zhang He yawned and gave a lazy waist.

At six o'clock this morning, he was met with the familiar violent knock on the door by the little white-haired loli.

In the past few days, they could also have a good rest.

However, it is not known who stimulated Shen Qingyue and Gang Yan.

He didn't even eat breakfast, so he went out to train.

Even harder than before.

It's too curly.

It was originally an SSS-level frozen demon bloodline, coupled with such hard training.

Thinking about it, the combat power should increase very quickly!

But having said that, the contestants from other academies participating this time seem to be very strong too!

Zhang He squinted at the group of students in front of him.

Most of them are tall and tall, with big arms and round waists, and strong backs.

And from the sense of breath, even the worst players have more than [-] combat power.

Moreover, some of them are also good at controlling the hidden breath, and I am afraid that their real strength is even higher than that.

I control my Qi to around eight or nine thousand, which is rather conspicuous.

Thinking of Zhang He's lazy expression, he suddenly became energetic.

Sure enough, they are trainee night watchmen, and the warrior students selected to help are all strong.

This competition is getting more and more interesting!

"Okay everyone, I am Wu Jun, the chief referee of this competition!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes slowly walked over from a distance.

Zhang He felt that the man named Wu Jun had a huge aura in his body, but he couldn't estimate the specific combat power.

Rank seven warrior?At least 20 combat power?
It is also reasonable, otherwise it would not be able to suppress this group of proud warrior students.

Sure enough, as soon as the chief referee Wu Jun spoke, everyone stopped talking, and the surroundings became silent.

Everyone's attention came to referee Wu Jun.

"There are many students who are participating in the [-]-person Rodeo Race for the first time! Let me briefly explain the rules! But I will only say it once!"

Wu Jun said, took out two boxes, and took out two keys from the two boxes respectively.

One is a silver key and the other is a golden key, and they showed it to everyone.

"Before entering the Cyanwood Forest in a while, each of you contestants come here to get a key!"

"Each person can only receive one golden key or silver key!"

"After entering the field, all players can collect a key different from themselves through competition or other methods!"

"Then, quickly rush to the central safety zone of the Cyanwood Forest, that is, the central tower!"

"The time for this competition is from nine o'clock today to five o'clock tomorrow afternoon!"

"The first to collect the gold and silver keys, and the top five players to enter the central tower will be the winners of this competition!"

"The winner will receive a bonus of 20 yuan, and I hope everyone will work hard!"

"There is no limit in this competition, there is only one rule, you can't kill the opponent! Anyone who violates the rule, I will shoot!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked over, opened the iron door, and said no more.

All contestants looked at each other in blank dismay.

After all, everyone knows the consequences of letting a seventh-rank warrior with a combat power of more than 20 take action.

However, they are all excellent blood warriors in each academy.

It may be possible to be seriously injured, but it is very difficult to die.

Immediately afterwards, some warriors picked a key from the box and eagerly entered the Cyanwood Forest.

Those who start first win a lot at the starting line.

After all, the entire Cyanwood Forest cannot use the flying technique to hurry.

Otherwise, it will not be set up, and the game will be played for two days and one night.

If they fly to the central tower, the martial artist will arrive in less than half a day.

Zhang He picked a golden key, and within a few jumps, disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

His goal is simple, first use the fastest speed to rush to the vicinity of the central tower.

Look for another opportunity to have a fun fight with the warrior holding the silver key.

In this way, you can fight freely, and after winning, you can immediately go to the safe area of ​​the central tower.

"It's started, it's finally started! Audience friends, a hundred-man melee, which battle are you looking forward to?"

In the tiger fish live broadcast room, Xiao Ma said in a tone full of temptation and excitement.

"It doesn't matter, our satellites will automatically search for energy fluctuations and broadcast the battle scenes of the players in time. I will also use the most professional angle to explain the whole process of the game!"

"Dudu!"

"Hey! Satellite map search, someone is ready to start the battle, is it going to start so soon?"

Suddenly, there was a different and surprised voice from Brother Ma.

The live broadcast screen moved quickly, and finally, ten kilometers away from the gate of the Cyanwood Forest, the screen stopped.

The camera zoomed in slowly, and vaguely saw two men appearing on a dark green grass under the forest.

One was nearly two meters tall and thin.

At this time, he folded his hands on his shoulders, his slender face and eyes were full of arrogance, and his green robe fluttered in the wind.

The other person is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black combat suit, with handsome features and a kind smile on his face.

"Whoa! Let's start, isn't this the Saiyan boy who eats ramen?"

"Huh? Oh my god, the person he wants to fight against is actually an S-rank Namekian with a combat power of [-]!!!"

(End of this chapter)