Dragon Ball: Special Sanctions Bells

Dragon Ball World, Earth, on the outskirts of the Western Capital, in a somewhat dilapidated boxing gym.

On the training ground, a boy fell to the ground, and a beautiful girl knelt down on the ground, shaking the boy on the ground.

Beside him, a teenager with an afro was standing there in a state of bewilderment.There was a tear in the corner of his eye.

"King Quan, King Quan, wake up, are you okay? Wake up?"

In a daze, Wang Quan found a voice calling him continuously.

At the same time, his body was shaking uncontrollably.

"I, am I dead? Such a beautiful angel, why doesn't she have wings?" Wang Quan opened his eyes, and the pretty face in front of him changed from blurred to clear.

"Wake up, great, you're fine, you finally woke up, is there any discomfort, look, how many fingers are these?"

"Two, am I really not dead? I'm still alive?" Wang Quan couldn't help but feel lucky for himself when he came to his senses. He clearly remembered that he was hit by a big truck and flew away in order to save the girl who was looking at her phone on the road.

"Great, Wang Quan, you scared me to death, it's really great that you woke up." A big face suddenly came forward.

Afro head, beard, tears and snot, rushing down.

"What the hell? Who are you?" Wang Quan cleverly sat up from the ground.

"Hiss...the head hurts!" Wang Quan wiped it with his hand, and there was a big bulge on the back of his head. When he pressed it lightly, his heart ached.

"King Quan, I'm Satan, don't you remember me?" the bearded man froze and asked immediately.

"Get up!" The beautiful young lady pushed Satan away, squatted down, put her hands on Wang Quan's shoulders, her eyes were a little flustered, and asked: "Wang Quan, do you really not know him? As for me, do you remember who I am?"

With a tempting fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, Wang Quan looked at the beautiful young lady in front of him dully, and murmured: "What a beautiful young lady, do we know each other?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Quan immediately realized that he was hit by a big truck and flew away. There was no scar on his body, only a big bump on the back of his head.

And this beauty, do you know her?
Wang Quan stood up, moved his hands and feet, without any signs of injury, what the hell is going on.

Wang Quan looked around. This was not a road, nor a hospital, but a dilapidated martial arts training ground.

"Who are you and where is this place?" Wang Quan looked at the two of them.

"Wang Quan, have you really forgotten that this is a boxing gym, I am Satan, and she is Lan Fang? You came here to learn fighting, have you forgotten?" the afro-haired youth stepped forward and asked.

"You, Satan!" Why is this name so familiar, and this silly big face seems to have been seen somewhere.

Satan, Satan, definitely not the Satan of Death, which Satan is there?ah!I remembered!Satan, Dragon Ball!

"Satan, you said your name is Satan, do you know Monkey King, and Vegeta?"

"What Monkey King, Vegeta, King Quan, what are you talking about?" Satan didn't understand why King Quan was suddenly going crazy.

"Aren't you called Satan? Are you the champion of the world's number one martial arts club?"

"Hahahaha, do you also think that I, Satan, can become the champion of the world's number one martial arts association? Hahaha, King Quan, you still have the vision. I, Satan, will definitely become the champion of the world's number one martial arts association, hahaha!" Satan put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly.

Seeing this familiar scene, Wang Quan could already be sure that for some unknown reason, he had traveled to the world of Dragon Ball.

Satan has not yet become a champion, nor does he know Sun Wukong, it seems that the story of Dragon Ball has not yet begun.

The world of Dragon Ball is not a safe world, so I still have to think carefully about how to survive.

"Wang Quan, have you really forgotten me? I am Lan Fang, the owner of this boxing gym, your coach, do you really not remember?" Lan Fang stepped forward and asked.

Lan Fang, this name is also very familiar. By the way, isn't this the beauty contestant who took off her clothes at the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Competition? By the way, there is a beauty mole in the corner of her eye.

Wang Quan matched Lan Fang in front of him with the cartoon character in his memory, saying that when he saw that page, he admired it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, she has now become her own coach.

Condor Hero, I want to learn from you!
"I, I don't remember much!" Wang Quan said hesitantly.

"Satan, it's all your fault. If something happens to King Quan, you'll get the hell out of me." Lan Fang turned her head and roared.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose, yes, it was King Quan who said he wanted to fight, so I did it!" Satan said aggrieved.

"Well, Lan, Lan Fang, right? Don't blame Satan, I, I'm fine, I just can't remember some things, maybe it will be fine in a few days." Wang Quan persuaded Lan Fang who was furious.

"See how I deal with you! Wang Quan, go, I'll bandage you up." Lan Fang turned her head and left the training ground with Wang Quan.

"Huh, why is this happening? I didn't use any strength?" Satan looked at his big hand suspiciously.

……

In the hall, Lan Fang seriously tied a bow on the gauze.

"Wang Quan, how do you feel? Does it still hurt?" Lan Fang asked after putting away the medicine box.

"Much better, thank you sister Lan Fang!"

"The mouth is so sweet, have you really lost your memory? You didn't know how to call me sister a few days ago." Lan Fang asked with a light smile.

"Really, I don't remember many things, even where I live." Wang Quan said immediately.

Wang Quan had seen it in the mirror in the hall just now, and his current appearance was exactly the same as on the earth, without any change, still so sunny and handsome.

"You said it was amnesia, but I feel that you are a different person?" Lan Fang stared into Wang Quan's eyes.

This damn woman has a sixth sense!
"Ah, hahaha, how come, I am King Quan, I just forgot something."

"No, there is something wrong with you. If you say this, I feel that you are not amnesia, but a different person."

"I really am the king!"

"I didn't say you're not King Quan. I don't know if you still remember. It's been broadcasting on the news recently. A girl who likes to rob banks has two faces. She has blond hair. She's a wild robber. A gangster with blue hair. She's a gentle girl. Her name is..."

"Langie!"

"It seems you know her!"

Don't you know, a very brilliant supporting actress in the early days of Dragon Ball is much more famous than your one-time character, Wang Quan thought to himself.

"She is my sister!" Lan Fang said suddenly.

"What?" Wang Quan opened his eyes wide.

"You heard me right, Lan Qi is my sister, so I'm very familiar with a change of personality like yours, so you don't have to hide it."

It turned out to be like this, this is a good excuse, Wang Quan thought of this, and immediately said.

"That's right, I am King Quan, but not the former King Quan, so I don't remember what he has done or who he knows. You can really see me as another person."

"Then what do you remember, when will the other kingship wake up?"

"I don't remember anything. As for whether he will wake up, I don't know. Maybe he will never wake up." Wang Quan said deliberately.

Another kingship, he may have entered hell or heaven now, and he will never return.

"What are your plans in the future?" Lan Fang understood that Wang Quan must be like her sister, every time she transforms, she will completely forget what the other one has done. Now, he is like a person without a past.

"I, I don't know!" Wang Quan looked at Lan Fang with pitiful eyes.

"Okay, okay, you can live in the boxing gym temporarily, and when you change back to your original personality, you can move out." Lan Fang said helplessly.

"Thank you Sister Lan Fang, Sister Lan Fang is not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted." Wang Quan flattered her.

"Actually, you are fine now, Sunshine, you were too withdrawn before!" Lan Fang said suddenly.

"Oh, as long as Sister Lan Fang likes it, I'll keep it like this." Wang Quan said with a smile.

"Don't be silly, I'll arrange a room for you, take a good rest, starting tomorrow, you have to practice hard, don't you just come here to practice to become stronger, oh, it's another you who want to practice to become stronger, what about you, do you want to practice?"

"Of course I want to practice, I want to become the strongest martial artist." Wang Quan said immediately, how could he not practice in the world of Dragon Ball.

Not to mention the earth-shattering power in the later stage, but the early stage Wukong technique is the dream of many people.

Anyway, Wang Quan often dreams, dreaming that he has learned the art of dancing and flying freely in the sky, every time he wakes up, he feels lost.

"bring it on!"

Lan Fang arranged the royal power in a not too big room.

Although the facilities inside are simple, they are all available.

"Look, there is something inappropriate, let me find a way?"

"No, it's fine, thank you Sister Lan Fang."

"Then you can rest first, I'm going to watch Satan, he has signed up for the youth fighting competition next month, if he can get a good result..." Lan Fang said and walked out.

Wang Quan was about to lie on the bed when he remembered the big bag on his head, and then climbed down.

Thinking that he had actually traveled to the world of Dragon Ball, he began to writhe on the bed excitedly.

But immediately thinking of the many disasters and disasters of Earth Lord in Dragon Ball, Wang Quan broke into a cold sweat.

Although it seems that he can be resurrected every time, who knows if he will be the unlucky one who has not been resurrected.

And can live, who wants to die, and still die, die and die, endless tossing.

If you want to control your own destiny, you must have strength. Even if you hug the thickest thigh, Monkey King, it is not safe.

Who knows if he will be sacrificed to heaven like Kelin, even Sun Wukong himself, isn't he dying?
Without Saiyan blood, without a system, you can't make yourself absolutely safe by wishing on Dragon Balls, and you can't find Dragon Balls yourself.

What Dragon Ball Radar, Bulma is the daughter of the richest man in the world, I can see her, so at this stage, the most important thing is to practice, as long as you have power, all problems can be easily solved.

In Dragon Ball, Sun Wukong practiced in the Guixianwu, but I remember it clearly. To sum it up, it is concentration, observation, and physical training.

It looks very rough and simple, and it is completely inferior to the subtlety of Chinese martial arts.

Speaking of Guoshu, this is the name of Kung Fu in a novel that Wang Quan read in his previous life.

Only kill the enemy, do not perform, and strengthen the country and breed, it is for the national art.

The martial arts described in this book do not have so many twists and turns, but use common principles in life to let people appreciate the magic of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan got off the bed.

Standing on the ground, he first recalled the description of horse stance in Chinese martial arts, then bent his legs and slowly squatted down.

Stretch your hands forward, as if grabbing something, raise your head slightly, imagining that there is an endless sea in front of you, with waves sweeping and seabirds flying.

It was as if he was riding a thousand-mile horse between his legs, and his body heaved together, moving forward with the speed of the horse.

When the body got up, his toes gripped the ground tightly, like chicken claws. When the body fell, his toes loosened, like the flippers of ducks and geese, completely relaxed.

At first he couldn't grasp it, either he forgot to clench his toes when he got up, or he forgot to imagine the vast scene in his mind, and he began to feel dizzy and nauseous.

It took a long time to get familiar with this whole set of movements and be able to do them at the same time.

At this time, Wang Quan felt that his sore knees and numb thighs were far away from him.

Followed by a stream of heat from the cells of the whole body, they are as gentle as a mother's hands, eliminating all the fatigue and pain on Wang Quan's body.

The pain that came faintly from the back of the head also became cool and comfortable under the washing of this hot current.

But as time went by, this heat flow accumulated more and more, and Wang Quan felt like his body was slowly inflated like a balloon, and he began to feel uncomfortable.

Finally he raised his head and opened his mouth.

"what……"

With a loud shout, a stream of white gas spewed out from King Quan's mouth.

As soon as Wang Quan's body softened, he was about to collapse to the ground, so he barely leaned on the bed.

"boom……"

The door is open!

"King Quan, what happened?"

Lan Fang stepped into the room and saw that Wang Quan sitting on the bed was fine, so she looked up at the ceiling.

I saw a fist-sized hole on the roof, and a beam of sunlight shone down.

"How did this hole come about?" Lan Fang looked at Wang Quan who was sitting by the bed.

Then Satan also came in.

"I, I did it!" Wang Quan raised his head and said embarrassedly.

"I, I will make it up!"

"How did you do it, Wang Quan, how did you do it?" Lan Fang excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Quan's shoulder.

"I, I..." Wang Quan didn't know how to answer.

"I was too anxious. Do you know that is the power of qi, which is the power of qi that only the most powerful martial artist can master? King Quan, you can use qi, how did you do it?" Lan Fang became excited again while talking.

"What is anger, why don't I know?" Satan scratched his head and asked.

"Now in the whole world, there are not many martial arts masters who master qi, so I didn't tell you. You just need to know that only those who master qi are the real martial arts masters!" Lan Fang said reverently.

After finishing speaking, she turned her eager eyes to Wang Quan.

"Wang Quan, how on earth do you have the power of qi? As long as you give it to me, I can agree to any conditions, please!" Lan Fang was about to kneel while speaking.

"Sister Lan Fang, I'll just tell you. You, why do you want to learn Qi so much?" Wang Quan asked curiously.

After half a day's contact, Lan Fang is a very good girl, but for some reason, in the original manga, she would use such an obscene tactic as taking off her clothes in order to win the game.

Now, in order to learn the function of qi, she knelt down to herself. Could it be that she is the kind of person who will do whatever it takes to win?But in the original book, Xiao Wukong fell asleep during the game and almost delayed the game, but she was the one who found it and woke him up. Otherwise, her ranking would be higher.

"For my sister, Lan Qi's transformation was caused by her inability to control the Qi in her body. As long as I learn Qi, it is possible for my sister not to transform again, so that I can take her back." Lan Fang said excitedly.

"Okay, Sister Lan Fang, let's go out, look, it's like this." Wang Quan felt that his body was no longer weak.

Stand up, walk out of the room, and come to the open space in the yard.

While explaining, he squatted into a horse stance.

As time passed, King Quan once again felt the heat flow from his cells.

They flowed all over his body, and his body, which was still a little weak just now, was filled with strength immediately. He knew that this hot flow was the qi in his body.But he doesn't control them at all.

He could only maintain the horse gait like the first time, his body undulating, as if he was really riding a thousand-mile horse.

His body began to swell again, and when he couldn't hold back his breath, Wang Quan raised his head.

"what……"

A ray of air spewed out from his mouth, flew up to a height of seven or eight meters, and then dissipated.

Wang Quan only felt that all the bones in his body were taken away, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

"Wang Quan, how are you? Are you okay? Don't scare me." Lan Fang stepped forward and hugged him directly.

"I, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, I, I'll rest for a while." Wang Quan said weakly.

"Okay, okay, rest, rest right away." Lan Fang hugged Wang Quan in the princess's arms, went back to his own room, put him gently on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

"Take a good rest and tell me if you need anything." Lan Fang sat on the bedside.

"I, I'm hungry, can I prepare some food?" After releasing the Qi in his body twice, Wang Quan was tired and hungry.

"Okay, just wait, I'll get ready right away!" Lan Fang walked out of the room after finishing speaking.

Satan stood there blankly, looking up at the sky, as if there was something in the sky.

"Satan, what are you still doing? Come cook with me!"

"Ah, oh, oh!" Satan followed behind Lan Fang in a daze, and walked towards the big kitchen.

What he saw just now caused his world view to collapse, and the magic-like air was spit out from the human mouth.

I must learn to be angry, the future champion, Mr. Satan, how can he not be angry!