The strongest Wutian in Dragon Ball

In daily life, Sun Wuhan ran to become a Saiyan Superman in his spare time, leaving Sun Wutian speechless for a while. Bideli would think that you robbed him of his job. Although he had the mentally retarded clothes, Sun Wuhan was still discovered by Bidili.

"Teach me to fly," Bidili asked Sun Wuhan to instruct himself on the school rooftop, "otherwise I will let everyone know the true identity of Saiyan Superman."

"I, me, me, I can't teach it," Sun Wufan was sweating profusely, what the heck, labor and management still need to study and practice.

A triumphant smile curled up on the corner of Bidili's lips. After all, flying is the dream of every human being, especially flying out of thin air without any external force.

"Then it's settled," Bideli said with a light smile, "I'll go back and find you tomorrow."

Sun Wuhan has a bitter look on his face, what is this?

"Ah, that's right," Bideli said again as if thinking of something, "Gohan-kun, I hope you will participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting in a month's time."

"The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association," Sun Wuhan scratched his head blankly. In his impression, there was no such thing as the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association, but that's right. The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association has been destroyed since the battle between Monkey King and Piccolo. The organizers were afraid that such an event would happen again. This time, it probably came out of the shadows.

"I remember that the prize money for No.1 is 1000 million," Bidili's words made Sun Wuhan frowned. His family has almost run out of money these years, and if he wins the championship, he might be able to solve his urgent needs.

"Okay, then I'll go first," Sun Wuhan changed into Saiyan Superman's costume, and bid farewell to Bideli in the air.

Sun Wuhan did not go back directly, but took a detour to the Universal Capsule Company.

"So that's how it is, the world's number one martial arts association," Bulma's beautiful eyes flashed a flash of memory, she turned her head to look at Sun Wuhan and said, "So Gohan, you want to participate in the martial arts association, do you want me to find a way to solve the problem of identity?"

"Yes, Aunt Bulma," Sun Gohan said.

"No problem, just change the helmet a little bit," Bulma said with a light smile, this is not a problem for her genius girl, it just so happens that Trunks and Vegeta just came out of the training room.

"Yo, Trunks, Uncle Vegeta," Son Gohan greeted them with a smile.

"Brother Gohan, why are you here?" Trunks asked suspiciously.

Son Gohan explained to them, Vegeta snorted coldly and ignored Son Gohan, in his opinion, those bastards on the earth are not as good as him with a punch, and with that time, it is better to practice a lot, he also saw that Gohan's strength can no longer be compared with that of seven years ago, and Gohan now is 100% abused compared to Gohan seven years ago.

"The No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the World, I also want to participate," at this moment, the familiar voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Goku."

"dad."

"Kakarot."

Bulma, Son Gohan, and Vegeta recognized the owner of the voice. Bulma and Son Gohan looked happy, and Vegeta was stunned for a while, "Kakarot, why, you are interested in that Budo Association."

"Hey, yes," Sun Wukong's voice came again, this time with a silly smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you, and I can go back to the world for a day, so I can meet you all."

"Father, you can really come back," Sun Wuhan said with a happy face.

"of course."

"Hmph, that's fine, Kakarot, if you want to participate in the Budokai, then I will also participate," Vegeta said with an evil smile.

"Then we will meet on the day of the Budokai," Sun Wukong said nothing after making an appointment with him.

"Then I'll go back and tell my mother the news. I'll see you on the day of the martial arts meeting," Sun Wuhan greeted, and an orange-yellow somersault cloud descended from the sky and took Sun Wuhan towards Baozi Mountain.

Only Trunks looked bewildered, who was the owner of the voice just now, and why did father and mother behave like this.

At night, Baozi Mountain.

"Nani," a voice resembling the roar of a lion from the east of the river rang out on Baozi Mountain, and the deafening sound scared away many roosting birds.

"Gohan, what you said is true, Wukong really wants to come back," Qiqi ignored her terrifying voice just now, and hugged Gohan tightly excitedly, Sun Wuhan nodded with an embarrassed smile on her face.

Sun Wukong is coming back, and the time has not passed for a few days. Sun Wutian silently wiped out the food on the table. The day Sun Wukong returns is the time when Majin Buu breaks the seal.There is also that Broly who doesn't know where he is, damn it, the anime didn't introduce much about where Broly is, or else he would be able to kill Broly who is still sleeping now.

Sun Wutian was thinking like this, but was suddenly hugged by the excited Qiqi, "Speaking of which, Wutian has never met his father, so he must be looking forward to it."

"?" Sun Wutian rolled his eyes, please, as a time traveler, how could I have never seen Sun Wukong, my brother is better than you, okay, even if I don't know how to look in the mirror every day, I can guess it.

However, Sun Wutian is still looking forward to meeting Sun Wukong, who is his current father. After all, there is still a screen in the anime, so it would be better to have zero-distance contact.

In the glacier thousands of miles away, the frozen man murmured unconsciously, "Ka...ka...lo...te."

If Sun Wutian knew about it, he would definitely complain about it, what the fuck, you love my dad so much, and love him so deeply, why don’t you go soaring?