Dragon Ball Super Grandmaster

Chapter 44

"Interesting." Sun Wuben glanced at all the apprentices except Mark, "Aren't you afraid that this is really a trick?"

The Piwa boy suddenly laughed, and the other boys also laughed.

"Is it a blindfold? We still have a bit of vision. The tile was really split open. The blindfold can only be covered for a while, but not for a long time. Now the tile is split there, and Brother Mark is also really cut. You have been defeated, we have all seen it with our own eyes, may I ask if there is such a clever trick in this world?"

"Junior Brother Yong..." Mark looked at the boy Piwa coldly, and then glanced at the apprentices, "You mean that I, Mark, am an idiot?"

Brother Yong shrank his head.

"Brother Mark, don't fool us. If you can use actual combat tricks, it's not tricks, but martial arts, moves, and martial arts." Scar said with a sneer.

"We have all seen that Mr. Sun Wuben has no device at all, and it is impossible to hide such a clever thing. Even if there is, it can play tricks in front of our eyes, but we can't see it. The important thing is to be able to catch Brother Mark. Every punch, is this a trick? Does a trick player have such a fast hand speed?" Junior Brother Yu also said with a smile.

"Ignorant, how can you see the high-tech means?" Mark sneered, "Don't forget that he is a top student in the northern capital."

"Brother Mark, high technology is very powerful, and it is true that we study less, but don't forget the god group."

"God group?"

Sun Wuben's eyes lit up. He had naturally heard of the name of the god group, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, whether Sun Wuben was in school or dropped out of school, he was too busy to use one second for two.

"You all know that the god group is a superb martial arts master." Junior Brother Yong sneered, "If there is really Mr. Sun Wuben's tricks, it is impossible for no one in the world to know, and it is impossible for the members of the god group to practice so hard. .”

"As one of the strongest military units of the United Nations that governs the entire world, the God Group possesses the world's top scientific and technological talents and resources. None of them have the tricks of Mr. Sun Wuben. They practice real martial arts. Hmph, Brother Mark , We don’t study much, but we haven’t reached the point of being sold for money.”

As soon as Junior Brother Yong said this, all the apprentices around looked at Mark with strange eyes.

Mark's face was so ugly that it looked like a donkey's face at first, and then he burst out laughing.

"Joke, joke, hahahaha, let you see through, this is a joke! Hahahaha!" Mark laughed.

"This Mark is really as thick-skinned as Satan in Dragon Ball, he can block bullets, huh?" Sun Wuben suddenly looked outside.

"Wu Ben, what's the matter?"

"A guest is here."

……

In the small alley leading to the No.18 martial arts dojo, a girl who was only about 12 years old walked out of a house with a cold face.

"I just got out of the fish that slipped through the net after the destruction of the Red Ribbon Army in the Qing Dynasty, and I was called here by the eldest sister. It really doesn't make people have a moment of leisure."

"Strange, the No. 18 fighting skill dojo, the strongest is the owner Sun Wusheng, followed by his disciple Mark, and no other masters have visited the No. 18 fighting skill dojo recently. According to what the eldest sister said, with a The master who stopped the TK party's miles away from the car with coins disappeared around here, who would this person be?"

"I can smash a coin into the body of the car. This girl can do it, but it's not easy to get stuck in a key position. I hope that such a master is not some old man in his seventies and eighties. It would be great if he was a handsome guy. Someone had a date."

The little girl was infatuated for a while, and then she remembered the business.

"It's better to go to the NO.18 Fighting Skill Dojo to find out the news. After all, they are also people in the martial arts, and maybe they can give some clues."

The little girl came to the NO.18 fighting skill dojo muttering, then pouted her lips: "This dojo is really shabby, there shouldn't be any expert, it's a headache..." Then she walked to the newly painted red paint In front of the gate, he raised his foot and kicked it with a bang.

"Canopy!"

The door slammed open, and there was a large row of people standing inside, staring at the little girl who kicked the door open.

quiet!
It was quiet all around.

The little girl stared at the long line of people behind the door looking at her with wide eyes, and her brain couldn't react. She was stunned for three seconds before the two sides reacted.

"Why are you standing in line behind the door?"

"Why did you kick the door?"

The inquiries sounded at the same time, and then they both stopped.

All the apprentices at the NO.18 Fighting Skill Dojo looked at Sun Wuben.

"Wuben, your ears can't be cat ears, right? You really hit the mark. We have guests." The purpose, now that Sun Wuben is here, he doesn't worry, Sun Wusheng looked at the little girl with his eyes.

This is a very beautiful little girl, with black hair fluttering slightly in the wind, her fair and delicate face has delicate and delicate features, and her clear eyes look at you like a piece of clear water.

Just looking at the appearance, no one would have guessed that such a little girl kicked the wooden door open with such a violent kick just now.

"Whose little sister are you, do you come to our dojo to learn from a teacher?" Mark rushed out first, raised his hand at the little girl, and pointed his thumb at his nose, "My name is Mark, and I am the chief of this dojo. Big disciple, don't look at our ashram's house as not very good, but the kung fu is real, especially the big brother, I have no rivals in the other [-] ashrams in Satan City, oh, I forgot to tell you, There are eighteen ashrams in the entire Satan City."

Sun Wuben was very speechless, what kind of eyes is this Mark, is there such a 'knock' on the door for apprenticeship.

The little girl's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and seemed to light up when she fell on Sun Wu himself, then moved away in a panic, and finally landed on Mark.

"So you're very skilled?" The little girl smiled shyly and blinked her pure eyes, "Luer admires the most skilled fighters, but she's been fooled too much. They are all boastful and ostentatious people, the more they boast that they are powerful, the more rubbish they are, on the contrary, some people who don’t brag very much have real skills, I wonder if you are also such a person?”

Mark smiled stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Your name is Luer, a good name, Luer, I must not be that kind of person, if you don't believe me, you can ask, mention me Mark, which dojo doesn't know? To tell you the truth, all the people who come to our dojo to kick the gymnasium are all forced I, Mark, ran away."

"Really? You don't look very powerful." Lu'er shook her head obviously in disbelief.

Mark is in a hurry.

"Luer, what do you have to do to believe it?" He took off his shirt and pointed at his well-developed chest muscles, "You can tell I'm strong just by looking at me."

"The muscles are really strong, but I don't know if they are fake. I have seen too many fake muscles grown from eating lean meat." Luer looked at Mark's exposed chest muscles, and even stretched out her fingers to poke them.

Puchi!

There was laughter all around, and the smile on Mark's face was also a little stiff. Clenbuterol is the feed for pigs.

"Grandpa, Mark is going to be in trouble!" Sun Wuben whispered.

"En." Sun Wusheng responded, but his eyes fell on Luer's outstretched jade finger, and he saw that delicate white finger lightly poking Mark's chest muscle.Mark's complexion changed after a swipe, and he stepped back three steps, his face turned blue and white.

"Huh, it doesn't seem too hard. Could it be that these muscles are really grown from eating lean meat?" Luer withdrew her fingers, tilted her head and thought, as if she didn't intentionally create the scene just now.

Mark's face quickly returned to normal. He looked at Lu'er, then at his chest, and whispered, "Strange, did I not stand firmly just now? I must have lost my balance. By the way, that's it. " After saying that, he took another three steps forward and stood in front of Lu'er.

"Lu'er, I know you won't believe it until you show your hands, how about I show you how?"

"Splitting tiles?"

Luer's eyes seemed to light up.

"Does this really prove that you are very good? I don't want to be fooled again."

"No, I, Mark, can split ten tiles at once. I know you won't believe what I say. Brother Yong, go and move 11 yuan tiles. Today, senior brother will flush 11 yuan tiles!" Mark ordered. . "Okay." Junior Brother Yong rushed to the back.In fact, many apprentices saw that Luer was not a good person, but they didn't care. Anyway, there is Sun Wuben who can easily play with Mark today, so what is there to be afraid of?

Although Sun Wuben is not from the NO.18 dojo, he is also the grandson of the owner of the gymnasium and belongs to Sun Wuliu's disciple. He cannot represent the NO.18 dojo to participate in the fighting competition, but he can deal with those who kick the gymnasium.

11 yuan tile?An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Luer's mouth, and the smile disappeared in a flash.

"Wow, splitting ten yuan at once seems to be a big deal." Lu'er showed a joyful expression, and then frowned again, "This tile can also be divided into good and bad, you are not the kind of kid who splits it. A tile that can be split?"

"How could it be?" Ma Kelian wanted to brag.

Luer had already interrupted him: "Why don't we make a bet."

"What's the bet?" Mark was full of confidence.

"If you are really good, I will worship in your dojo to practice. If your ten tiles are broken at the touch of a touch, and even a little girl like me can easily split them, then you have to help me find them. A martial arts master stronger than you, okay?"

"Looking for a martial arts master?"

Sun Wusheng and Sun Wuben looked at each other.

"Isn't this girl here to kick the hall?" The two were puzzled, but they didn't speak, and let Mark go on about.

"Help you find someone who is stronger than me. This... I am already the strongest in the world, but there should be one or two stronger than me. This condition is not impossible." Mark said Haha, but rolled his eyes, "Lu'er, although I'm not afraid of losing, I'm not that stupid. If you have practiced before, you can still split a tile."

"Didn't you understand, I mean your ten tiles are broken when you touch them, even I can split them, it's not a single piece." Luer looked contemptuous of Mark.

Mark's rare old face flushed, and then he laughed: "Just kidding, kidding, okay, I'll take this bet."

"Brother Mark, tile is here." Junior brother Yong put the 11 yuan tile in front of Mark at the door.Mark took a step back, pointed at the 11-yuan tiles stacked in front of him, and said, "Luer, have you seen this? This kind of tile is not one of those low-quality tiles. It is very hard. Let alone a child, it is an adult who has never practiced. , and can’t split a piece.”

"Oh, is it?"

Lu'er took a step forward with a smile: "Let me try!"

She stretched out her small snow-white arm and pointed it like a knife. She didn't raise her head high like Mark used to split tiles, but lifted it lazily halfway, and then swung it down gently.

"Canopy!"

As the sound exploded, I saw that snow-white palm was like an extremely sharp steel knife, and it went straight down. The whole 11 yuan tile was cut open like a puffed biscuit.

(End of this chapter)