Dragon Ball Grandmaster Tianjin Rice

Chapter 3 Searching for Dragon Balls
What surprised Tianjin Fan was not only his smooth fighting movements, but also the calmness when he decisively tore off the wings.

Severing a part of the opponent's body, this kind of thing Tianjin Fan had only done in the kitchen before time travel.

But when he faced Danbalin just now, when he tore off the fleshy wings, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

The whole process is as crisp and neat as plucking a chicken before killing it!
"Perhaps because not long ago, my goal was not to become a pure martial artist.

It's probably because he wanted to become a killer like Tao Baibai. "

Thinking like this, Tianjin Fan found the original owner's target before the whitewashing from the fused memory, and used it as his so-skilled explanation just now.

"Tianjin Rice."

Looking at the Tianjin rice in the air, Jiaozi was a little surprised, but also whispered worriedly.

wow-

Gravel slipped from the pit where Dambalin was located.

As soon as the green arm grasped the edge of the big pit with strength, Danbalin jumped out of the big pit.

The originally blue-green face turned livid due to anger.

"Damn it, you did such a thing to my body, I will never forgive you!"

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Danbalin stared viciously at Tianjin Fan in the sky and uttered harsh words.

"Can't you spare me?
Now that you can't fly anymore, let's think about how to avoid Wukong's attack first! "

Tianjin Fan didn't care about Danbalin's harsh words.

Compared with Piccolo, he is just a small fish.

Without the advantage of flying, even the weak Wukong is enough for him to drink a pot.

Of course, Tianjin Fan would not kindly remind Danbalin to avoid Wukong's attack.

Because when he said this, the angry Wukong had already come to Danbalin's side.

"what?"

Before he even had time to turn around, Danbalin, who had just jumped out of the pit, was directly punched by Wukong angrily and flew away.

Looking at Danbalin who flew low for more than ten meters and braked with his face on the ground for three or four meters before barely stopping, Tianjin Fan did not hesitate at all.

Dongdongbo!
The feature of instant casting combined with extremely small energy consumption can be said to be a very cost-effective skill.

Although the lethality is slightly insufficient, as long as you aim at the enemy's vital points...

While Danbalin was still wiping the brakes with his face, Tianjin Fan had already raised his middle finger and aimed at his head.

A swift wave of light streaked across the air.

Everyone saw that there was an extra hole on Danbalin's head that was slightly thicker than a finger.

Green blood gurgled out of his head, and in just a short moment, Dambalin swallowed his breath.

The surviving martial arts masters didn't even fully react when they saw the battle that ended like lightning and flint.

Danbalin, who had been so cruel to them just now, was stabbed to death with a finger so easily by Tianjin Fan?

They didn't accept the dreamlike reality with great excitement until they stared at Dambalin, who was completely motionless, for four or five seconds.

"Klin, this wave is for you!"

Tianjin Fan, who had ended the battle, touched his lucky wallet, remembering Kelin with a heavy heart, and did not cooperate with their celebration.

Even though the battle was successful, Tianjin Fan was still very clear-headed.

Dambalin is just a fish, Piccolo may appear at any time.

He couldn't feel at ease until he defeated Piccolo.

Using the Wukong technique to fly towards Danbalin's body, Tianjin Fan quickly took out the robbed Dragon Ball from his body.

Tianjin Fan who got the dragon ball quickly returned to Wukong and others, and handed the dragon ball to Guixianren who had gathered with everyone.

Guixianren got the dragon ball, and his face immediately showed a bit of dignity, thinking of the terrible big devil Piccolo!
"That's how it was. At the time, the mighty Great Demon King Piccolo was sealed in the rice cooker by Wu Taidou at the price of his own life.

Unexpectedly, after 300 years, the big devil Piccolo reappeared in this world. "

Guixianren's face turned pale, and his body couldn't help trembling just thinking about what happened 300 years ago.

Tianjin Rice, Dumplings, Wukong.

Including the blond-haired Lanqi and Yamcha who was pushed by Bulma in a wheelchair, after hearing the story of Piccolo, they all had the same ugly faces.

As the name suggests, Wu Taidou is a noble existence like a Tai Dou in the hearts of all martial arts masters.

With his strength, he was completely crushed in front of Piccolo, and he could only fight with his life in the end.

This made everyone fully aware of the horror of this crisis.

"Judging from Danbalin's actions just now, it seems that Piccolo's goal this time is Dragon Ball.

Then we might as well get ahead, collect all the dragon balls first, and then use the dragon balls to make a wish to destroy him! "

Yamucha in the wheelchair suddenly showed a hint of excitement on his face, and excitedly clenched his fists to propose, almost falling off the wheelchair.

Seeing Yamucha's broken leg, Tianjin Fan suddenly remembered that this was his body's previous masterpiece, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

When Yamcha proposed, he retreated behind Lan Qi calmly, avoiding eye contact with Yamcha.

As for why they didn't retreat behind Guixianren or Wukong, it was because of their height, they couldn't play a little blocking role at all.

From Guixianren's previous narration, everyone understood the horror of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

As for Yamcha's proposal, which seemed to be able to avoid fighting and win, they all agreed naturally.

"Then what are we waiting for? Go collect the Dragon Balls.

But if possible, I still hope to defeat Piccolo with our own strength.

That way, Dragon Ball wishes can be used to revive Krillin directly! "

Danbalin was headshot by Tianjin Fan, which eased Wukong's anger a little.

At least the direct murderer who killed Kelin had been killed by them on the spot.

Now Wukong's biggest goal, in addition to defeating the mastermind behind the death of Klin, the big devil Piccolo, is to resurrect Klin.

Thinking of the Dragon Ball as hope, he couldn't wait even a moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wukong took the radar and called somersault cloud to take off.

The somersault cloud is not very convenient in flexible battles, but it is a sharp weapon for rushing.

Seeing Wukong who had already set off in a hurry, everyone was a little worried.

Seeing Wukong fly away, Tianjin Fan left behind his words and followed.

"I'm going to chase Wukong, Dumpling, you stay and form a group with Teacher Guixianren.

We split into two ways to find the Dragon Balls together, and we must gather all the Dragon Balls before Piccolo! "

As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw that Tianjin Fan's figure had also turned into a small dot in the sky like Wukong.

"Teacher Wutian, what should we do now, Wukong will not have an accident, will he?"

Everyone looked in the direction where the two left, and asked Gui Xianren worriedly.

"With Tianjin fans together, nothing should happen.

Yamcha's leg is not healed yet, Bulma, please take care of it, and Kelin's body should be protected first.

Dumplings and Lan Qi followed what Tianjin Fan said, and went to find Dragon Ball with me.

By the way, Bulma, do you still have Dragon Ball Radar? "

Gui Xianren looked away from the horizon and made arrangements for everyone.

"Just one left.

Parts for making Dragon Ball radars are too rare, and the radars I have made so far are only two in total. "

As Bulma said, he took out the remaining radar and handed it to Gui Xianren.

Gui Xianren reached out to pick up the radar.

It's just that after getting the radar, his hand didn't withdraw immediately.

Seeing his serious face, everyone held their breath and waited, thinking that he had something important to add.

As a result, the next moment, his old serious face suddenly turned red.

He actually took the opportunity to touch Bulma's smooth and delicate hands a few times.

"Ah! Stinky old man!"

"It's too much, Teacher Wutian!"

The faces of Bulma and Yamcha turned ugly at the same time.

Gui Xianren was not in a hurry. After putting away the radar, he raised his hand and thought about it carefully.

"Hey, that's not what I want to do.

It's all because of this bad hand, yes, it's all because of this bad hand..."

　This is bad, this can't make him bad for too long, there is another chapter tonight, please vote and collect it.

　　
　
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