Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

PS: There is an error in the previous article. In the semi-finals and semi-finals, there should only be four players, and only two games... It has been corrected. My math failed, and there is a reason.

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Hathaway poured tea for Wu Tian and Tsurumi respectively, the water line drew a beautiful arc, and stopped when the cup was full, not a single drop leaked out of the cup.

Tsurumi took a look at this... the woman he should call "sister-in-law".

"Anyway... I'm also the wife of the 'Martial Immortal'." Hathaway smiled slightly. Although she was not interested in practicing martial arts, she lived a long life and did some things more, so she naturally became proficient.

Wu Tian took a sip of the tea and continued to watch the picture on the air screen.

The second round of the semi-finals has already begun. Piccolo, who is dressed in a white robe, faces the little bald Klin in a white martial arts uniform.

"There is a six-point scar on his forehead. This Kelin...is he from Duolin Temple?" Tsurumi was also drinking tea, but felt that the tea was slightly bitter. He put down his cup and looked at the screen.Although Dorin Temple is not the only one in the world that has monks, Tsurumi still thinks of Dorin Temple first.

Wu Tian said calmly: "It's just because I have a little friendship with Duolin Temple."

Tsurumi was thoughtful, thinking back to the past when the two senior brothers threw Piccolo's rice cooker seal into the valley, and on the way back to Taidou Mountain, the two passed through Duolin Mountain and parted ways at the foot of the mountain.At that time, he went to travel around the world by himself, and Wu Tian seemed to have gone to Duolin Temple.

It was also at that time that the "Tai Dou Liu" was divided into... Wu Xian Liu and He Xian Liu.

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"Not bad, kung fu has improved!" Piccolo sneered, attacking the opponent with words.

After dozens of rounds of tentative fights with Kelin, the two retreated for the time being and took a rest.

"You're not bad!" Kelin sarcastically sneered, but his expression was dignified. This guy Piccolo... is really scary. It's just that he hasn't seen him for a while. His skill has actually improved a lot. .

"It's going to be removed..." In the lounge, Monkey King watched the broadcast on the big screen, frowning and whispering.But when he looked at Piccolo who was confronting Clin in the arena, this guy forgot about Clin's situation, and instead looked forward to his fight with Piccolo, and became excited for no reason.

Tianjin Fan opened his eyes, and three eyes focused on Monkey King's back.His gaze is different from the arrogant and shady prey honed under Tao Baibai's hands in the original novel, but has a calm and quiet temperament. It seems that Tsurumi really set his sights in order to make Tianjin Han and Wutian's disciple Sun Wukong compete. A lot of effort was devoted to this disciple of the Sanmu tribe.

The next match will be our duel.

Monkey King, I will not lose.

As long as...you use 'that trick', you have absolutely no chance of winning.

Closing his eyes again, Tianjin Fan said silently in his heart that he was not interested in the fight between Kelin and Piccolo.

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Take a deep breath.

As a last resort, Kelin could only start to take off the wristband on his right hand.

"Heh, are you going to start shooting with all your strength!" Seeing him taking off his wristband, Piccolo first seemed to recall some terrible past, a burst of anger appeared on his blue face, and then he quickly suppressed his emotions, sternly sneered.

Kelin threw away the wristband, feeling relaxed all over.

"Aren't you going to take off the weight on your body?" The little bald head twisted his neck, shook his wrists, turned his toes, flexed his muscles and bones, and was surprised to find that Piccolo didn't seem to want to take off his cloak and headband at all.

"It's not necessary to fight with you." Piccolo sneered, and he slowly raised his hand, "Thanks to the book written by that old man your master, I have received countless inspirations and greatly improved my skills." ...This time, I will knock you and Monkey King down."

He was underestimated... Kling let out a breath very calmly, took a step forward, slid his arms, made a gesture, and confronted Piccolo calmly.

"Hey, hey, this... can't be the real kid Kelin?" Among the audience, there was a row of several bald men wearing monk robes of Duolin Monastery, and one of them looked at the nearest broadcast screen in surprise, The screen is a close-up of Kelin's upper body.

"Really? I thought it was the guy with the same name!" Another monk exclaimed.

Whoosh!

In the picture, Piccolo and Klin's eyes were brightened at the same time, and the two had already fought in one place in the blink of an eye.After taking off the weight, Klin and Piccolo, who put on the weight and let go of his hands and feet, both of them have improved their fighting power by a large margin compared to just now. Their fists and palms criss-crossed, if there is no high-speed The capture by the camera is already invisible to normal viewers.

"Come on! Klin!"

"Don't lose!"

The audience cheered, and the atmosphere was burning. They already knew that Kelin was Sun Wukong's fellow apprentice, and the two of them learned martial arts together from the Wuxianren.

The monks of Duolin Temple seemed very guilty in this atmosphere.

One of them was bald, thinking that he was one of those who often bullied Kelin back then, he couldn't help saying in his heart: "Kelin, Kelin, since you have escaped from the temple, and you are lucky enough to worship under the Wuxianren... Don't trouble us any more...but don't..."

Can't beat it!

Look at Klin's skill in the arena now... All the monks who bullied Klin before trembled.

"Junior brother, let's go back first..."

The other party is now the apprentice of Wu Xianren. If the old immortal is not happy, he can wipe their entire Duolin Temple from the earth with his fingers. Terrible, in fact, Kelin had long forgotten about them.

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"This Piccolo..." Tsurumi squinted his eyes to observe Piccolo's attack on the screen, and seeing that he was putting Klin at a disadvantage step by step, he judged, "He must have read the book you wrote. Some of the principles of martial arts have been absorbed and digested."

Wu Tian didn't care, and said with a smile to Tsurumi: "What about you, have you read it too? How about it, this book by senior brother... can you get into the eyes of junior brother, right?"

Hathaway immediately lowered her head, holding back a smile.

"...the book is not bad." Hejian's eyes twitched, he said in a deep voice, paused, and then said, "It's Nabike... who can get inspiration from your book so quickly, the talent is really good... ...Should I say that he is indeed the descendant of that beast!"

He snorted heavily.

Wu Tian drank tea and said without raising his head, "The talent of the Namekians, the geniuses of the Dragon Clan, is naturally not a joke."

"The Namekians...the genius dragons?"

"Back then, the Great Demon King Piccolo was the incarnation of the evil side of the god of the earth temple who was infected by the breath of the demon world, and the god himself came from the planet Namek, which is far away from our earth in the universe. When the planet Namek encountered a catastrophe, the child Gods of God were sent to Earth."

"...So that's how it is." He Jian took a deep breath, his eyes changed several times, even after all these years, he could not help but feel a little angry at this moment, he snorted coldly, and said bitterly, "These What kind of Namekian... just die by himself, why did he send such a magic fetus to us!"

If it weren't for this god, what Piccolo...how could so many people have died back then?