Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

So, the night of hilarity passed.

Sun Wukong and Kelin lived in Boulma's house. Sun Wukong was heartless and didn't care where he lived. Kelin was quite secular at first, but he worked hard on Wuxian Island this year. , under the influence of their ears and eyes, they also became free and easy... What's more, Boulma is their good friend, so they are very calm.

Wu Tian quietly brought Hathaway back to Martial Immortal Island, without notifying anyone specifically. With his identity and seniority, he didn't need to notify anyone, and others would not worry about him and Hathaway's going or staying. safety.However, the phoenix chose to stay at Bulma's house, and was served by a large number of servants just like the uncle, and would go back to play tricks on Monkey King and the others from time to time, contentedly.

That night, Yamucha tossed and turned in the room, unable to fall asleep, and didn't know what he was thinking or planning.

The next day, in Xidu, in front of the mansion of Dr. Breeves, the chairman of Wanneng Capsules, Yamucha prepared his luggage, carrying a burden on his back, and wearing a bamboo hat that he got from somewhere. , bid farewell to Bulma and the others.

Bulma, Sun Wukong and Kelin came out to see him off.

"Are you really going to leave?" Boulma folded her arms, a little surprised, "The test that Grandpa Wutian gave you... Actually, it seems that there is no time limit, so you don't have to be so anxious, right?"

Kelin also said: "Yeah, let's go to Sayuan City together, and wait until the global finals are over before leaving, won't you help me and Wukong cheer?"

"That's right, Master Yamcha!" Pu Erfei persuasively stood beside Yamcha in the air.It is Yamcha's pet, so it will go wherever Yamcha goes.Although it would rather go to the finals of the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the World, if Master Yamcha insists on not going, it has no choice but to not go.

"No," Yamucha smiled, clutching the burden knot in front of him, showing a resolute expression, "I really want to worship under the Wu Xianren, since it is the test of the Immortal, it is natural that the more The road is better in the morning... If you work hard, I can bless you now."

He paused, and sincerely said to Klin and Sun Wukong: "Klin, Wukong, I believe you will be able to get a good ranking in the finals! Especially Wukong, you may be able to win the championship!"

Kelin shook his head and said with a frowning face, "The competition in the five divisions of the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the world is fiercer than that of the other. Those who can enter the finals are the best of the best. It's not that easy to get a good ranking..."

Sun Wukong grinned, hugged his head and said, "Yes, I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

Kelin glanced at him. Sure enough, although this Wukong said it was difficult, the fighting spirit and eagerness in his eyes clearly only increased... What a headache, but also an admirable and yearning guy!The little bald man sighed silently, and his family couldn't help but surged with fighting spirit.

"Well, it's difficult, but don't worry, we are disciples of Master Wutian!" Kelin said with a firm expression, as if cheering himself on.

Sun Wukong grinned, his tail dangling behind him.

Bulma pulled back her hair, and also showed a soft smile, looking at Monkey King who was not as tall as her own chest, her eyes flickered.

Yamucha looked at these two people full of vigor, and couldn't help feeling a burst of envy in his heart. It's so good, it's all because they are the disciples of Wuxianren... Phew, he breathed out in his heart, firmly believed, and gave himself Cheer up, I decided to set off today, isn't it just to make a good impression on Wu Xianren?

In order to become your disciple, I worked very hard!

Just watch, I will definitely be able to complete the test!The circle of the earth...whether it is one year, two years, three years, five years, or ten years, I will definitely come back step by step!

Watching Yamucha's figure gradually go away, Buma rubbed her chin and whispered to herself: "Why did he keep looking at my back garden with strange eyes just now? Really..."

Kelin, who was about to follow Sun Wukong back, stopped when he heard Boulma talking to himself, scratched his bald head, and muttered: "Could it be that he was thinking...Will Master Wutian be watching him? But Master I went back last night..."

Poor Yamcha wanted to show Wu Tian that he was working hard, but it was a pity that Wu Tian had already brought Hathaway home!

Bulma shook his head, and went back to the yard with Kelin Sun Wukong.

The global finals are about to begin, and some preparations are needed. The purple-haired girl clapped her fists with high spirits, and shouted passionately: "Then, next, I will hurry up and collect the information of the contestants who have advanced to the finals from other divisions." You must knock them down hard! Monkey King!"

"Oh!" Sun Wukong raised his fist in agreement.

"Hey, there's me! There are two people participating in the finals here!" Kelin was dissatisfied.

"If you don't win the championship, you won't have a big meal, you know, Wukong!" Bulma ignored Kelin and continued.

"Oh! Have a big meal!" Sun Wukong happily continued to respond, shook his fist, and went to the gym of Boulma's house to practice.With the magic light and heavy clothes made by Wu Tian for them, even ordinary fitness equipment, Monkey King and Kelin can also exert the effect of practice.

As a matter of fact, a good martial arts master, even without any external objects, does not need any gravity suits, and does not need any special venues, and he can temper his martial arts anytime, anywhere.Even if it is an ordinary push-up, martial arts masters of different realms can practice different effects.

……

Time flies, and the global finals of the No. 20 No. [-] Budokai in the World are approaching day by day.

In the East, West, North, South, and the final stages of the five competition areas, the players who have advanced to the final stage are working on their own, waiting for the arrival of the final moment.

Every day, the media tried their best to build momentum for this five-year global event. The information of a total of [-] contestants in the five major competition areas was dug over and over again. Report clearly how much you eat, eye-catching.

Players' popularity polls are also being conducted on major websites.

"Of course the new champion who voted for Beidu, he's so handsome, he's never used the second trick before!" You Ru left a message excitedly.

"That's because the Beidu Division is the weakest division, okay?" Youru replied disdainfully, "I don't know that the Monkey King in the Western Capital Division has already defeated the last championship, and didn't even leave a qualifying spot for the other party? This year The overall champion, none other than Sun Wukong!"

"That's right, my Wukong is the cutest and most handsome! I haven't seen him for five years, and he's still as cute as before!" Many people liked it, and there were countless hot comments.

"Don't keep staring at Sun Wukong. Don't you know that there is a young master who claims to be a Hexianliu in the Southern Metropolis Division this year? He is a mixed blood of the Three-Eyed Race. I heard that he seems to be the Bei Jingfan of the first Budo Association that year. descendants!"

"Bei Jing Fan? Is it real or not?"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion. Among all the players, Sun Wukong, Piccolo, and Tianjin Fan were far ahead in popularity, and Kelin followed closely behind the three of them... It seemed that it was because he was suspected to be a fellow student of Monkey King.

……

In the northern capital, the cold wind is like a knife.

In the uninhabited mountainous area, there are continuous snow-capped mountains.

A green-skinned eccentric wearing a white robe and waistcoat sat cross-legged above the valley, his white cloak flapping in the cold wind, his expression was stern, his eyes were strange, and he was staring at something in front of him very seriously.

It was a book, controlled and suspended in front of him by his super power, looking at the cover, it was the book that has become popular in the martial arts circle of the whole earth, "Warrior's Notes" written by Wu Xianren himself.

Piccolo's expression was focused, blue and white light appeared in his eyes from time to time, and he used superpowers to turn pages.

The wind and snow were whistling, but he blocked it with his ability so that the pages of the book would not be wet.

After easily winning the championship in the Beidu Division and qualifying for the qualifying spot, Piccolo overheard a passer-by talking about this book. He didn't care at first, but when he heard that it was written by Wu Xianren himself, he went to get a copy. Look, I have been seeing it until today, and I have read it countless times without knowing it.

For Wu Tian, ​​Piccolo's mood is undoubtedly very complicated.

According to the emotions he inherited from the old Piccolo of the previous generation, he hated Wu Tian to the core, because it was this person who, at the very moment, caused him to be sealed by Wu Taidou with the magic seal wave; It was nearly a hundred years, after finally breaking out, he was driven by the demons of the demon world, and his dignity was lost; in the end, he was directly beheaded by Wu Tian, ​​who was unbelievably powerful for some reason, and almost lost his belief in starting all over again. dead.

...Start all over again?Thinking about it now, this idea is really ridiculous.

During the 200 years when Wu Tian used magic to suppress the life breath of the magic fetus and sealed it on the top of Wuxian Island, Piccolo's mind was chaotic, but overall, he was always growing. The hatred of heaven, even if it is unconscious, is deeply rooted, but at the same time, the fear of this person is also increasing day by day in the endless darkness.

After finally being born, Wu Tian told him that he would not kill him.

Can I... a villain like me... start from scratch?Bewildered, disdainful, and fearful, Piccolo began his days of stealing from teachers and learning skills on Wuxian Island.It was during these days that his understanding of Wu Tian began to break away from the shackles of old Bick. He gradually realized how unfathomable and terrifying Wu Tian was.

Sun Wukong and Kelin, the two people he had dismissed at first, grew up rapidly under Wu Tian's guidance before his eyes.

Now, even after reading Wu Tian's book, I feel that Wu Tian is really, as the world says, a well-deserved "Martial Immortal".

Martial arts laymen can enjoy the ups and downs of the stories in the book, leading to the enlightenment of martial arts. Those who are new to martial arts can see many thought-provoking insights from this book, and solve many difficulties and detours in practice one by one. , and no matter what kind of martial arts master, he can find insights like morning bells and evening drums from between the lines.

Piccolo only felt that under the surface of the stories in the book, there seemed to be countless Zen ideas hidden. Every word and sentence contained complicated martial arts, and even natural principles that transcended martial arts. Intoxicated, there is such a broad-minded and selfless person in the world, who has such a vast realm of martial arts, cultivation, and attainments. Compared with him, everyone in this world is almost humbled to the dust .

Unknowingly, the ambition of the Great Demon King has faded long ago.

There are people like Martial Immortals in this world, even if there are 1 Big Devil Piccolos, they can't make any waves, and it will only increase laughter.

In this way, Piccolo practiced hard in the snow-capped mountains of the northern capital alone.It's not that no one has discovered him. Some media have already discovered him with extremely concealed equipment. Information about the new champion of the Northern Capital Division is printed and published in the Northern Capital Division every day. People found that Piccolo was also watching Wu Immortal's works are infatuated, and I can't help but feel a sense of identification.

……

Dongdu.

Satan became a member of the Martial Arts Association, and after learning a good martial art, his living conditions have improved a lot.However, his father died from an old illness and died a few years ago.He also participated in this year's Dongdu Division Martial Arts Competition, but unfortunately failed before qualifying.

But even so, Satan still booked a ticket to Sayuan City. It was a rare grand event. As a member of the Wushu Association, of course he had to see it.Moreover, he made an appointment with some people in the main city of Wuxian on the virtual earth network to organize an offline fellowship to exchange ideas.

"Let's go!" Satan shaved his beard clean, carried his luggage and went out energetically.

……

Southern Capital.

In a deep mountain and dense forest, the sound of the waterfall was as loud as thunder.

"Tianjin, it's time." Jiaozi flew here using Wukong and said to the muscular young man under the waterfall.

The third eye on Tianjin Fan's forehead suddenly opened, and a ray of light burst out. He jumped up, escaped from the bombardment of Baizhang Waterfall, and flew into the air. His whole body was relaxed. He opened his eyes, and the three eyes were agile. But Shen Jing smiled and said, "Let's go, Dumpling!"

"Ok!"

……

Bull Demon's signature restaurant.

Qiqi stood in front of the TV, humming a song and waiting. When the Bull Demon King saw him, he couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "Qiqi, the finals haven't officially started yet, so you should come and help Dad cook! You do it!" It’s even more delicious than Dad’s!”

……

On the edge of the desert, Yaqiluobei held an iron knife, facing the scorching sun and the desert, he drew, swung, and retracted the knife one after another. , The posture, strength, and distance of closing the knife are all exactly the same. Every knife contains the spirit of the peak, and the knife is strong.

At his waist is the Martial Immortal Knife that has never been unsheathed.

The little fat man was sweating profusely, and after swinging the thousandth knife, he put the knife back into its sheath, wiped the sweat off his face, and thought silently, it seems that the finals of the No. [-] Budokai in the world are about to begin... Forget it , there is nothing to do anyway, just go and have a look.

Sun Wukong... Martial arts... How powerful will it be...

Huh, what is that?

Just as Yakilobe was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of light in the sand nearby.Out of curiosity, Yakilobe walked over, digging a few times in the half-sand and half-rocky ground, and found an orange-yellow bead. After looking carefully, there was a red five-pointed star in the center of the bead. Floating, very nice.

"It's pretty... Go back and string it up with a rope, let's use it as a necklace..." The little fat man scratched his head, then stroked his double chin suddenly, and thought again, "How about giving it to Qiqi...she will like it... who cares……"

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Western capital.

"Didly, are you ready?" Boulma opened the aircraft capsule and asked back.