Dragon Ball: Choose to Slay The Dragon

There are 5,000 people in each arena, and 10 people are selected to advance to the top 100.

The first Galaxy Budo Club was so rude.

Originally, Ling Mu also wanted to decide the outcome of a match with 50,000 people, but it doesn't seem to have such a big arena. The Ling-style group couldn't monitor it either, so let it go.

"The competition cannot use recovery medicines and technological weapons, but it is not limited to its own recovery methods. Isn't there a cure in your clan? Protect him!

"Damn it, life and death battle! If you die, you're really dead!

"What are you afraid of, the people in the underworld are all there. The Ling-style group said it, and if they die, they will report to them. 39

When the rules of the game were released, the players were both excited and worried.

Simple and violent, with generous rewards, but also cruel to the extreme.

Strange powerhouses will appear in the ring, and there are even auxiliary ones.

This makes many soloists feel sad, because there will definitely be forces forming teams in the ring battle.

"Oh, it's so intense, even I'm excited! Whis ate the special smoothie in his hand.

And by his side, it is Zilan 29 and Bulma.

At this time, even Anna went to the competition unexpectedly.

"Anyone in there can kill me. Kelin Yamcha and the others are going to be unlucky!" The pig-headed man Oolong said discouraged.

"Little Pig Head, you can't say failure easily! Anyway, our team in the underworld will definitely win the first place this time!

The Great Realm King exhorted excitedly. Even with Whis on the side, he's still hilarious.

Such a grand battlefield made other gods watch with great interest.

When all the mighty players entered the ring, the eyes of the entire galaxy were on the battlefield of Imega Star.

"Ah! Master Wu Tian, ​​you are also in the ring with me?" Son Goku said instantly when Master Roshi found Son Goku.

"Kakarot, you idiot. Most of the Earth group is in ring 2!

Vegeta said loudly, and at this time, I saw Raditz Nappa, Le Ping, also appeared.

Seeing that everyone was together, Son Goku burst out laughing, "Yeah, it looks like there is hope for the promotion.

"It's a pity that there are only 10 places. After we eliminate the others, let's compete internally!" Ke Lin looked at the other thousand-strong team in fear.

This is really terrifying, a group of people who are smashed to death, all in one ring.

But at this moment, the entire arena suddenly shook violently.

Four incomparably sturdy iron pillars stretched out from the ground, and they directly lifted the ring to the sky.

All the fringe players, their faces are not very good-looking. They don't seem to be in a good position.

"I announce that the first Galaxy Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin. In this competition, if you fall out of the ring, you will be eliminated. Until there are 10 players left in each ring, you will enter the top 100!"

"No drugs, no technological weapons, no innocent killing. Otherwise, it will be regarded as automatic elimination.

"Countdown to 10, let's enjoy this battle of the strong together!

Ling Mu stood in the center of the No. 1 ring, looking at nearly 4,000 people around him, without digging his ears.

There are a lot of strange aliens, and I have never even seen them myself. It seems that the effect of the Dragon Ball broadcast is really good.

The huge countdown sounded from the huge auditorium. Such scenes have appeared on every living planet.

This is an exchange between universes.

"3"

"2"

"Big"

"Start! 95

With the end of the host's countdown, the 10 arenas instantly burst into endless light.

There were Ki Blast bombings everywhere, and crowds of players fell straight down the ring like rain.

In the area of ​​the underworld, players appeared from time to time, with a halo and a thick sigh.

"Fortunately, I communicated with the Lingshi Group, otherwise a large group of powerful ghosts will enter the underworld." Yan Wangdao, who was watching the broadcast in the underworld.

Today even he suspended work, erected a big screen in the underworld, and watched the Galaxy Budokai with ghosts.

"Hehe, you are the boss who held this martial arts meeting, right?

"You're out of luck when you run into our Universe Pirates!"

Ling Mu, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the ring, unexpectedly looked at a few scumbags to find fault.

Knowing myself and daring to approach myself, I really don't know what it's thinking.

"Where did you guys hang out before?" Ling Mu asked without curiosity.

The first one-eyed dragon with blue skin smiled and said, "This uncle is a tyrant in the Western Galaxy!""

Hearing this, Ling Mu was silent. No wonder he dared to make trouble for himself, because he was in the west of the Milky Way.

"Okay, you can get out!"

Ling Mu stretched out a finger, a little forward.

I saw a small Ki Blast appear, and then turned into a dozen lines of air, blasting under the feet of this Universe pirate group.

With a bang, the explosion sounded, and the Universe pirate group, who didn't know what to do, was directly blown away from the arena far away.

"It's the boss of Lingshi Group!"

"Let's go together and kill this guy!"

"Don't be afraid, attack with me!

Seeing this scene, many weaklings in the No. 1 arena even organized themselves and wanted to attack Ling Mu.

The other strong men had already fled far away. What kind of international joke is it, ten lives are not enough to play with this final boss.

When Ling Mu saw this scene, he couldn't help sighing.

Sure enough, people's knowledge is very important, it seems that a group of weak people have no concept of cognition about themselves!

Thinking of this, Ling Mu shook his head and stood up.

500 took out a cigar and lightly lit one.

Then he stretched out his hand, and saw a sickle glowing with purple-black energy in Ling Mu's hand.

"Air sickle!"

With a bang, the entire ring No. 1 shook when the sickle was condensed and formed.

"Ahhh! Shady! Can't use weapons!

"How can this guy use a weapon? Officials!"

Seeing the unhappy appearance of a group of sand sculpture players around, Ling Mu sighed helplessly.

If you do it, it is too bullying, if you don't do it, you will make trouble for yourself!

Thinking of this, Ling Mu felt that the qi sickle in his hand was also boring, and he wanted to pretend to be a force.

Forget it!

"Get out of the way for me, and be a fly buzzing in my ear, I will let you all go to the underworld to report!""

Ling Mu let out a fluttering cry, and then drew a circle around him with his qi sickle.

I saw that the space was cut open in an instant, revealing an endless twist of dark purple.

The center of the entire No. 1 arena is instantly divided!

"The boss of the Ling-style group has started, a powerful qigong move!

"Host, can Martial Daoists condense their qi into weapons they want?"

Several guests are explaining to each other, and the host is also depressed, I am not a martial artist, how do I know.