Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

"Sun Wuhan... Uh, Mr. Sun Wuhan, hello." Kelin was also wearing an animal mask. Seeing an old man and a young man who also wore animal masks coming back, he hesitated and bowed.

Sun Wuhan said through the mask: "You are also Master's disciple, so you don't need to be so polite, I count as your senior brother."

Kelin scratched his head and said, "Isn't it appropriate... You are Wukong's grandfather..."

"Master, look..." Sun Wuhan looked at his master Wu Tian.

Boulma was beside Hathaway, rolling her eyes, looking back and forth at Sun Wuhan, Sun Wukong and Kelin.Sun Wuhan is Sun Wukong's grandfather, but they are both disciples of Wutian Grandpa. Kelin and Sun Wukong are like brothers, but theoretically he should be Sun Wuhan's junior brother... This relationship is a bit confusing.

"Hehe." Hathaway pursed her lips and smiled, teasing at Wu Tian's side, "It seems that someone is too casual... There will be trouble."

Wu Tian shook his head disapprovingly, and said, "What kind of trouble is this!"

Then he said to Sun Wuhan and the other three, "The address between you...you can figure it out! Don't ask me...Okay, I will send you here, and then go to register for the competition by yourself and prepare for the competition."

He pointed at Sun Wufan, this boy dared to make fun of himself.

Hathaway gave Sun Wuhan a look of "you wish you were lucky", smiled and walked in the other direction with Wutian.

"What are you talking about?" Monkey King scratched his head, confused.

"That's right, Wukong, you probably won't care about this aspect..." Kelin was speechless.

Boulma glanced thoughtfully at the direction Tianjin Fan left just now, and said in a low voice: "Just now...that rookie champion from Nandu looked at us several times! According to the information I found, this person, And his younger brother 'Jiaozi', who has been eliminated, is the descendant of a school called 'Hexian Liu'...Mr. Sun Wufan, do you know 'Hexian Liu'?"

She looked at Sun Wufan, who nodded and rubbed his little grandson Sun Wukong's head, his voice was low through the mask: "The founder of Hexianliu is my master's younger brother. Tai Dou's apprentice of martial arts, that person is also my martial uncle. As for that Tianjin fan...the other party came prepared... I can feel that there is a hidden aura in this disciple of the Crane Immortal Style. the power of."

"Grandpa Wutian's younger brother? Isn't that very powerful?" Buma was taken aback, and then said, "Wu Taidou? I remember... this is the character in Grandpa Wutian's "Warrior's Notes", right? Is it real?"

"That's right!" Sun Wufan nodded and sighed, "Three hundred years have passed by in a hurry. People in this world only know the great masters of today but not the masters of the past, and only know the martial immortals but not the teachers of the martial immortals. The master probably is Feel sorry for his own master. But now, as long as there is his book, the name of Wu Taidou's great master can be passed down forever."

Kelin's heart was surging when he heard that, and of course he also felt honored that his master was so handsome.

"Not only that, but this son..." Sun Wuhan turned his head to look at the sky, "The descendant of the devil king, who has been dormant for 200 years, is born now, and it is not easy."

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar. It turned out that a man in white robes flew over in mid-air. It was Piccolo, the champion of the Beidu Division.

Piccolo glanced at Sun Wuhan and the others, just in time to collide with the sight behind Monkey King's mask.

"Heh, he didn't show up until Master left, are you so afraid?" Sun Wufan shook his head.

"These people are indeed not simple..." Boulma rolled his eyes, then leaned over and patted Monkey King on the shoulder, and said to himself, "But Wu Kong will not lose to those people! Isn't it right, little monkey?"

"Ah...you have to try it out!" Sun Wukong hugged the back of his head through the mask, "But I won't give up easily!"

Kelin said weakly: "Don't forget about me, I'm also participating in the competition..."

……

Sending Sun Wukong and Klin to the competition, seeing that the global finals will officially start in a while, Bulma and Sun Wuhan entered the arena from the entrance of the auditorium.On the way, I ran into an extremely sturdy girl with golden curly curly hair, who was holding the collar of a fat man, Hai Bian.There were a lot of onlookers, so Boulma and Sun Wuhan didn't join in the fun.The two sat down in the auditorium, just waiting for the game to start.

And at this time, on the other side of the Western Capital, a quiet restaurant away from the hustle and bustle of the Martial Arts Association...

click.

Hearing the sound of the box door handle turning, Tsurumi, who was sitting on the chair, twitched his ears slightly.

He opened his eyes abruptly, rolled them, and glanced at the door.

The one who opened the door was a beautiful woman with long purple hair. This woman looked very young, her appearance was refined, but she had a mature temperament to her bones. Looking at Tsurumi who was sitting on a chair by the wooden table in the private room, she nodded. Nodding, behind her came a young man with short gray hair who was half a head taller than her.

"You came."

Tsurumi withdrew his gaze, kept his eyes fixed, and gestured with his palm. There were two cups of hot tea facing each other on the table, "Sit down."

The people who came were naturally Wu Tian and Hathaway. After they separated from Sun Wuhan, he brought Hathaway directly towards Tsurumi.A truly inscrutable martial artist, after practicing martial arts and qigong to the bone, can read endless content from the qi.

Wu Tian knew that Tsurumi was waiting for him, so he came.

Tsurumi knew that Wu Tian would definitely know that he would ask him to come to talk, and he would definitely come, so he sat here and waited.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to imagine... Your current Qi has become like this." Tsurumi said slowly, he closed his eyes, feeling Wu Tian's Qi at close range, but... …not much more clearly than it felt when we were at opposite ends of the globe.

Like a cloud of mist, appearing and disappearing from time to time, there is a feeling of drifting away.

What level has his unfathomable senior brother cultivated to now?

Wu Tian has seen the scenery that the master can't touch in his whole life?

Tsurumi opened his eyes, it was really hard to imagine.

Wu Tian smiled slightly, pulled out the chair, and sat down with Hathaway.

"A good student my junior has taken in." He said so, then picked up the brewed tea, opened an empty cup, splashed, filled it up to the level of the teacup, put down the teapot, and tapped the wall of the cup with one finger , The filled cup of tea was placed against the table and moved in front of his wife Hathaway. During the process, not to mention spilling a drop of tea, even the overflowing tea surface did not have a ripple.

Tsurumi didn't know if he heard Wu Tian praise his apprentice Tianjin Fan, but he just stared at the cup of tea in front of Hathaway, and when Hathaway served the tea, he looked back at Wu Tian on the opposite side , he was silent for a while, and said, "Did you keep Piccolo's demon seed?"

Tsurumi, the champion of the Beidu Division, also learned a little bit of information.

That face was unrecognizable to others, and he would never admit it wrong.