At the registration point where the crowd was surging, No. 18 lowered his head and held a martial arts club brochure in his hand while he was wandering near the registration office. Sun Bula and Luo Fei shouted that she raised her head and saw the two brothers and sisters walking towards her. On No. 18, he collected the brochure and walked towards them with a smile.

It is almost a routine for the Martial Arts Association to be held on May 7th.

The 27th World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association is no exception.

It happened to be rainy today. Although the continuous drizzle would not pose any obstacle to the competition, the wet and stuffy weather still made people feel unhappy. Today, the 18th dress was cooler, with a short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, a small open jacket on the lower body, a pair of black trousers on the lower body, a well-fitting dress with a graceful figure out the girl's slender waist and a full of youthful atmosphere.

This is an enviable place for artificial people and will hardly age.

But then again, on the 18th, he is only in his twenties now, and he is in his youth.

"Sister Lazili, you're late."

Sun Bula jumped in front of No. 18 and held No. 18's hand in affectionately.

On the 18th, he spread his hands and turned a string of number plates around his fingers like pendants. "I've been here a long time ago, and I've got all the participating numbers."

"Hey, the registration has just begun. We lined up as soon as we arrived and didn't see you!"

When Sun Bula took the number plate of No. 18, he saw that the words "125" were clearly written, and the logo of the world's No. 1 martial arts association was also on it.

"The martial arts meeting is also popular to register online, just sign in on site." He pointed to the site specially signed in on the northeast side of the venue. In order to participate in this martial arts meeting, the 18th made preparations very early.

When Sun Bula heard what he said on the 18th, he realized that there was such an operation. With such a brief method, he even ran to the scene to register, wasting his time in vain. He couldn't help but turn his head and glar at Luo Fei, blaming him for not investigating the rules in advance.

Luo Fei spread his palms and said that he would not take the blame.

"Where are no one from No. 17 and No. 16, are they not coming to participate in the martial arts meeting?" Luo Fei glanced around him and saw no other figures of artificial humans.

No. 18 said: "On the 17th, he was still on the planet Salada and refused to come back, so I asked him to stay there first. On the 16th, he is with little Sharu now, and I did not let them attend the martial arts meeting."

Luo Fei nodded clearly after hearing this.

No. 16 has a rather indifferent personality and is fame and fortune. He likes to be with nature the most. After Sharu's game, he runs an overseas wildlife protection field with No. 17. After he fell in love with Helz's daughter Pheles, he managed the entire protection field alone.

As long as there is no disaster that threatens the earth, you will hardly leave the island.

Although Sharu was called back to Earth from the East Galaxy by No. 18 to prevent the enemy from being attacked, he did not want to let him show up. After all, the storm that had just subsided a year ago, and his identity should not be exposed on Earth, and he would not be allowed to appear this time.

What's more important is that on the 18th, it has regarded this world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association as her withdrawal game, so how could it be possible for other competitors to join the competition?

"Luo Fei, Bula, you guys go and register quickly. There will be a selection session later. After that, you will finish it early and go to the hotel to rest."

On the 18th, he put away the number plate and walked to a shade of a tree to rest.

Luo Fei and Sun Bula saw that No. 18 went to rest, and hurriedly lined up. After about twenty minutes, it was their turn. The staff looked at them unexpectedly, thinking that the two men looked familiar, but they still handed over two information forms.

"Please fill in your basic information on it, name and age columns, don't fill in the wrong ones."

"OK."

"Sun Bula." Put his name on the list, Sun Bula bit his pen and fills in the age at ten years old.

In fact, Sunbula's real age is already twelve.

"Luo Fei, 17 years old."

The two of them carefully filled out the form, the staff picked it up and looked at it, confirmed it, and then typed the chapter, and handed over the two number plates.

"Please keep the number in mind. This is your voucher for participating in the competition. In addition, you must go to the selection area next to confirm and pass it before you can officially participate in the competition."

"I understand, thank you."

"It's really troublesome."

Sun Bula said, but he also knew that this was a measure taken by the conference to eliminate some troublemakers.

He met with No. 18 with their respective number cards. No. 18 looked at their numbers and said, "I'm sure you'll agree in advance. If you meet me in the game, you'll have the right meaning. Don't play seriously."

"I know, the champion must be from Sister Lazili." Sun Bula gave an OK gesture.

No. 18 looked at Sun Bula with satisfaction and touched her head a few times, "That's right, when I win the championship, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"Why wait until the game is over? I know that sister, you just made a big profit. Please treat us to dinner." Sun Bula Qingying said in a voice.

"Okay, it's as you like." No. 18 is also arrogant.

“I want to eat the most luxurious one.”

"No problem, my sister has money." I just earned thousands of gold from Guweisha, a Lanna star. On the 18th, I was no longer a down-and-out girl who used to ask for pocket money from Tayis.

"To be honest, you have to compare assets. Lazili, you may not be able to compare Brah." Luo Fei complained next to him.

"No matter how rich you are, you are still from her family, and she can't control it." No. 18 spoke very hard now.

Luo Fei smiled and did not tell No. 18 that there were several private planets in the universe in Sunbula’s personal assets. Some of those planets were industrial dividends from the Brives in the universe, some were hanging under Sunbula’s name, and some were birthday gifts given to her by the Badaks.

Both elders love this little granddaughter very much.

In terms of assets, Luo Fei may not be able to compare with Sun Bula.

If you know this on the 18th, you will be worried if you spend money.

Just as Luo Fei was chatting with the 18th and the others, a blond-haired host ran over and saw Sun Bula and others. The blonde host's face was filled with excitement.

"Ah, Miss Sunbula, Brother Luo Fei, it's really you..."

"When I saw the data on the registration platform, I guess it might be that you are here. You can come to participate in the martial arts meeting, which really adds to this conference! Speaking of which, I really miss the time when your father participated in the competition, which was the highlight of the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting."

"To be honest, although the scale of the martial arts conferences has expanded a lot in recent years, the excitement is still not as good as the 21st, 22nd and 23rd sessions."

“…”

Sun Bula tilted his head and looked at the gushing host in front of him, not knowing what the other party was excited about.

No. 18 explained: "This is the host of the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association. When Sun Wukong and the others participated in the competition, he was responsible for hosting it. Although his level was limited, he was quite dedicated."

"This lady?" The blonde host helped down her sunglasses.

"Lazili, artificial man." No. 18 replied in a cold voice.

The blonde host was stunned for a moment and realized, "Artificial humans are like Sharu some time ago? Ah, it doesn't matter. As long as you can contribute a wonderful battle, it's my honor." When he knew that No. 18's strength was not worse than that of Sharu, the blonde host was even more excited and kept pleasing to her.

He whispered: "I just got the news that Satan also signed up for the competition. Don't be polite when you meet him. Such a guy who insults the martial arts competition must be severely punished."

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. I wish you all the best in the game."

While walking, the blonde host disappeared enthusiastically into the crowd.

Looking at the disappearing figure of the host, Sun Bula, who had never felt so enthusiastic, was a little dazed. This host was quite interesting.

As No. 18 said, his love for martial arts competitions comes from the heart.

"I don't hate such people." No. 18 said in a calm tone with her hands on her chest. She rarely praises people, especially to an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!