Dragon Ball Grandmaster Tianjin Rice

Chapter 23 The Fall of Tianjin Fan
Tianjin Fan knew nothing about the conversation between Dr. Zejuan and Ala Lei.

Wearing a weight like a bracelet, he didn't feel any changes.

"Sure enough, it's just a small bracelet, how can it have such a great weight-bearing effect?

Dr. Zejuan may not have seen many martial artists, so he is judging me with the standard of ordinary people's weight, right? "

Thinking of this, Tianjin Fan no longer cared about the bracelet-like constant-proportion weights.

Although this bracelet is useless, it is good for decoration.

"By the way, I still have to change my image.

Now this pair of clothes is neither beautiful nor comfortable. "

Tianjin Fan was thinking as he continued to walk up Penguin Hill.

What he is wearing now is still the original clothes.

Green clothes and green pants. Fortunately, the hat in the universal capsule has not been worn.

"I really don't understand. There are so many colors to choose from. As a disciple of the Crane Immortal School, why do you have a soft spot for green?"

Tianjin Fan turned his head to look at the dumplings floating in the air, this kid is also in green now.

Change, must change!

Touching his bald head, Tianjin Fan was also dissatisfied with this bald head.

The idea of ​​growing hair appeared in his mind.

Soon after, Tianjin rice and dumplings came to the halfway up Penguin Mountain, about 2000 meters away from the deeper waterfall.

Such a distance allows him to enjoy the waterfall easily without being affected by the sound of the huge water flow falling from the waterfall.

The environment is obviously much better than the Penguin Village at the foot of the mountain.

"let's start!"

Tianjin Fan looked at the wide and flat open space on the mountainside in front of him and said to Dumpling.

It couldn't be easier for Tianjin rice and dumplings to build a wooden house or something.

Tianjin Fan ran to the edge of the forest in a few steps, and the holes in his fingertips condensed.

With a simple swipe and pull, he cut the thick trunk into a mirror-smooth section.

With a flexible and brilliant dance of fingertips, the cut trees are processed into various shapes suitable for the construction of wooden houses.

Pillars, planks, wooden piers... There are all kinds of parts.

"Hey ah!"

Dumpling raised both hands to the wood treated by Tianjin Fan and gave a light drink.

The next moment, the wood was wrapped by superpowers, and soon they were in place to form the frame of the wooden house.

In the hands of ordinary people, it may take several days, or a week to build a wooden house.

Tianjin Rice and Dumplings worked together, and it only took a few hours to get it done.

Taking advantage of the spare time in the day, Tianjin Fan immediately went down the mountain with dumplings to change its image, and bought various electrical appliances and furniture with the bonuses from the Budokai.

As for the electricity and network of various electrical appliances, Tianjin Fan has directly benefited from Penguin Village.

When they finished everything, the two of them were no longer wearing ugly martial arts uniforms like the green fur turtle, but casual suits that fit comfortably, concisely and stylishly.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Tianjin Fan nodded in satisfaction.

With sharp and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a sharp face, he is a handsome guy.

Coupled with the well-proportioned body that looks thin when dressed and undressed, Tianjin Fan exudes masculine charm that has no place to rest in every move after changing his image.

After the hair grows back, it is finally popular with thousands of girls with a decent handsome hairstyle!
Tianjin Fan proudly touched his cheek, looked at the small wooden house with all internal organs, and officially started the salted fish life he had been looking forward to.

TV, computer, games, happy water, go round and round, endless...

This kind of happy time has lasted for half a month, seeing that half of the prize money won from the world's number one martial arts club has been used up.

Tianjin Fan just broke away from such a good time.

Gala, gala!

Tianjin Fan took out the farm tools he had prepared half a month ago, and found out the seeds of various crops he bought at that time.

I moved my body, and there was a burst of popping beans.

"It's a depraved life, but if possible, I really hope this life can last longer."

Listening to the difficult noises from his body, Tianjin Fan realized that he had neglected his practice in the past half month.

It's just that he just took a step, and a big hole was directly stepped on the floor that he had specially strengthened.

"Tsk, you haven't been active for too long, can't you even control your strength?"

Tianjin Fan glanced at the big hole on the floor, thinking that it was because he hadn't practiced for a while, which made his control over his own power a bit rusty.

It's just that Tianjin Fan didn't notice that under the cracked floor, a piece of hard rock was also shattered into powder in an instant, and it became no different from the ordinary soil beside it.

This was something he could do with a deliberate attack before, but now he did it easily by accident.

"This is not acceptable, the body will rust!"

Tianjin Fan got used to his current strength before stepping out smoothly again, without breaking things with excessive force.

In his original plan, he still had to do some basic daily practice.

Otherwise, if you don't practice for a long time, you may be like the elderly Kelin, who can even scratch himself with the bullets of the robbers.

After all, in the world of Dragon Ball, robbers are very common.

It would be ridiculous if he escaped the battle of the protagonist group because he was negligent in martial arts, but couldn't dodge the bullets.

Not only that, but it is also a real problem that only more than half of the bonus of the Martial Arts Association is left. He must be prepared for danger in times of peace.

If the original plan of self-sufficiency is not started, it is estimated that there will be no money to eat and starvation.

"Now is the time to start implementing the original plan."

With this in mind, Tianjin Fan quickly opened up several acres of fields behind the cabin and sowed the seeds of various crops.

"The next step is regular fertilization and irrigation.

It takes about a month for these vegetables to mature, and my bonus can be used for about three months. Even if the planting fails once, it will be too late. "

Tianjin Fan looked at his farmland for a while, secretly thinking that farming is also a self-disciplined job.

Thinking of this, Tianjin Fan took out a blank piece of paper, and scribbled on it the schedule of watching TV, playing computer, playing games, etc.

What was written on it was his work and rest situation in the past half month.

Touching his chin, Tianjin Fan turned the pencil around and erased the narrowest line of time with the red eraser on the other end.

I saw that half an hour originally used to watch TV was allocated to farming.

Looking at the word farming on the schedule, Tianjin Fan frowned, feeling a little distressed.

Just to protect his most basic safety, he gritted his teeth again and had to raise his hand to erase the second narrowest line of schedule on the schedule.

On the schedule of being erased this time, Tianjin Fan wrote the word "cultivation" with some reluctance.

This period of time allocated for cultivation is a full hour, which is twice as long as farming time!

Originally, this hour, Tianjin Fan was going to use it for playing games.

Tianjin Fan, who has lived a life of salted fish, has almost lost interest in cultivation, so much so that he has never touched cultivation in the past half a month.

If it wasn't for preventing himself from being unable to dodge bullets in the future, he could even continue to practice without touching.

"I'm really self-disciplined. I've already lived in seclusion, but I can still force myself to arrange an hour of cultivation!"

Tianjin Fan put away the re-planned schedule, and reluctantly consolidated the foundation of his Crane-Sen-ryu martial arts.

However, what he didn't know was that during the past half month, Wukong and Yamcha had been practicing day and night on the Tianshen Temple.

They spend more than twelve hours a day in practice, and they still have more to say.

"Tianjin fan, you must be practicing with all your strength at this time, right?

In the next World No. [-] Martial Arts Association, I will definitely surpass you! "

In the Temple of Heaven, Wukong gritted his teeth and insisted on continuing to exercise, just to narrow the gap in strength between himself and Tianjin Fan.

　Sure enough, a small wristband, how could it play a big role in asking for votes?
　　That's right, Tianjin Fan asked me to tell you a word, he wanted to compare the hairstyle of the whole handsome man.

　　How about all the handsome guys and beautiful women working together to give advice, what hairstyle would be more handsome?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)