Dragon Ball: Counterattack Yamucha

Chapter 75 The dark tide is surging
Torrential rain.

The rain splashed and knocked off the leaves, and watered them on the stone slabs together.

The venue of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association is still crowded with people.

Tourists, holding umbrellas and wearing raincoats, walked towards the martial arts venue one by one.

Under the rain, a man and a woman.

The man was an old man dressed in a very gentlemanly manner, with a long gray beard.

He wears a bowler hat and eye-catching sunglasses.

He lowered his head and raised his wrist to look at his watch.

The one holding the umbrella for him was a blue-haired girl with a gentle and pleasant temperament, and her eyes were full of autumn water.

Lan Qi looked around holding an umbrella.

Mouth read:

"Hey, it's been a while, why haven't they arrived yet?"

Guixian looked thoughtfully at the crowded square.

Whispered:
"Well, these boys"

Suddenly, a taxi parked in front of them caught their attention.

Both Lan Qi and Guixian were a little surprised.

The three people who got out of the car were Bulma and Pu'er Oolong.

Bulma turned her head and saw two people standing not far away, they were extremely conspicuous.

"Ah! It's Lan Qi and Gui Xianren!"

Bulma opened the umbrella and walked forward quickly.

Oolong and Pu'er followed suit one after another, and the two fought together.

"Long time no see, Bulma, you are getting more and more beautiful!"

Lan Qi praised with a smile.

"Eh? The others haven't arrived yet? Where's Krillin?"

Bulma asked curiously.

"Kelin Tianjin Rice and Dumplings have gone out to practice alone a long time ago, and there is no news so far. They were all stimulated by Wukong three years ago."

Guixian stood with his hands behind his back. He didn't see Yamucha following him, so he asked immediately:

"Where's Yamcha? Has his eyes recovered?"

"I have already asked Shenlong, but he also went out to practice a year ago.

I just contacted me a few days ago and said that I will not come until today. "

"Looks like they're all the same."

Lan Qi laughed.

While talking, the rain gradually became smaller.

Bulma and the others slowly followed the flow of people towards the venue.

"Hi!"

Everyone was preparing to enter the venue when someone suddenly greeted them.

"Long time no see, how are you all?"

A tall, plainly dressed boy with a scarf holding an oil umbrella.

He looked at them with a smile and said:

"Yeah, you guys seem to be getting shorter."

The eyes of everyone present were a little dazed, with suspicion and surprise.

This face seemed somewhat familiar.

Bulma said blankly:

"not"

Seeing that the rain had stopped, the boy put away the oil umbrella.

Seeing that everyone looked confused, he immediately took off the scarf on his head.

"Oh, you don't know me with a cloth wrapped around your head?"

The familiar hair and his familiar face made everyone stunned.

Then Oolong shouted loudly:

"Ah! It really is Wukong!"

Bulma was also stunned.

That little Wukong has grown so tall all of a sudden, it's really hard to see.

"Hey, it seems that I have grown taller."

Wukong scratched his head and said with a smile.

Guixianren feels that Wukong's state is extremely stable at this time, which is extremely reliable and reassuring.

He secretly said in his heart: This kid is too surprising!

"Uh?"

Wukong suddenly felt something, and he turned around.

The three of them suddenly fell into his sight.

"Hahaha, Kelin Tianjin Rice Dumplings!"

Wukong grinned and greeted the three of them.

"How are you!"

Kelin Tianjin Rice Dumplings is also a surprise.

From the time they stepped into the square, they already felt the strange but familiar atmosphere.

"Sure enough, it's Wukong! I'll tell you I can't be wrong!"

Clint said happily.

"Wukong, thank you three years ago!"

There was gratitude in Tianjin Fan's eyes.

"Has Yamucha arrived yet?"

Bulma muttered.

At this time, Kelin stepped forward with his arms around him, staring in the direction of the Martial Arts Field.

"Yamcha came a long time ago, he has already entered the venue, I can feel his anger inside."

Immediately afterwards, Kelin looked a little hesitant.

He could feel not only Yamcha, but also another extremely strong breath nearby.

"Hehe, this time I can finally have a good fight with him."

Goku said in a low voice.

Tianjin Fan also nodded in agreement.

Guixian Lanqi and the others thought they were talking about Yamucha, so they didn't pay much attention.

Apart from Wukong and the others, Bulma was the only one who knew about it, and he felt a little nervous.

She knew that the person Wukong was talking about was Piccolo.

But Yamcha and Wukong are all around, and Bulma's original heart is also relaxed.

Gui Xianren brought Bulma Lanqi and the others to the stands.

Same as last time, triggered the tool man Lanqi's passive, and successfully transformed into a violent blonde Lanqi.

Chug chug chug chug chug!

Lan Qi seemed to be a different person.

Holding the micro punch, his face was extremely arrogant:
"Anyone who is afraid of death, get out of the way!"

In this way, they still occupy the front row with the best viewing experience.

On the other side, Wukong and the others entered the venue and changed into the Taoist uniforms they had prepared.

They saw Yamcha.

The long hair is messy, black and silky.

It is full of strange beauty, and it is draped just right behind.

The white Taoist robe with broken sleeves was of a moderate size.

The arms full of explosion are revealed.

Everyone's eyes became dignified: Yamucha seems to have become stronger.

Meanwhile, Yamcha is confronting a strange guy.

Seeing this, the three of them did not immediately step forward.

In this atmosphere, it seemed that the man had an enmity with Yamcha.

Kelin wondered:
"Who is this guy? Why does he still have a robot arm on his body?"

Long braids, robes.

The word "kill" on the chest is extremely conspicuous.

The corner of Wukong's mouth raised at this time.

He remembered, he recognized the man.

This person also had a fierce battle with him.

Tianjin Fan on the side also showed surprise on his face.

There was some disbelief in his eyes.

"Master Tao?"

Tianjin Fan exclaimed.

Hearing the voice, Tao Baibai looked in the direction of Tianjin Fan and the others, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Traitor, are you safe?"

At this time, Wukong's eyes were restrained, and he looked at Yamcha quietly.

He knew that Tao Baibai must have come to seek revenge.

It's just that he couldn't feel Tao Baibai's anger, which surprised him a little.

Tianjin Fan's expression changed, he said in a deep voice:

"I am not a traitor, everything you taught me is wrong!"

"Humph."

Tao Baibaiji's mouth began to squirm, and he said in a conceited tone: "I will kill that Yamucha first, and then you.

Immediately afterwards, Tao Baibai stood with his hands behind his back, and said to Yamucha.

"I will double the compensation for the pain you gave me back then!"

The cruelty and resentment surging in his tone were self-evident.

Everyone stepped forward and walked to Yamcha's side.

After exchanging glances, they all knew each other well.

This guy probably wants to kill Yamcha in the game!

"This guy is Tao Baibai, the number one killer in the world?"

Kelin frowned and said:

"Why can't I feel his anger?"

Indeed, not only Wukong, but Klin also did not perceive Tao Baibai's anger.

"Looking at the appearance of his body, most of his body structure has been modified, he is no longer human."

Yamucha turned his head at this time, and said in a flat tone:
"It's okay, he is not our opponent, it is not him, but someone else to worry about."

After hearing Yamcha's words.

Immediately, the expressions of Tianjin Fan and Wukong were different, which was very exciting.

One has a serious expression on his face, while the other is extremely relaxed.

"What do you mean?"

Kelin was at a loss, thinking that Yamcha was playing charades.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the three of them staring at an extremely conspicuous player in the distance.

Clint's expression changed.

Green face, white robe and cloak, wild eyes, turban.

Subconsciously, Kelin felt that the man's aura was extremely terrifying, and even had a sense of familiarity.

This is the energy that Kelin felt when he did not enter the arena, the power that kept pace with Yamcha.

"No way?"

Impressively, that immature face reminded Kelin of bad memories.

He gasped, suppressing the shock in his heart.

"Is he...?"

At this moment, Wukong grinned and said, "It's Piccolo."

　The first volume of practitioners ends, and the second volume of guardians begins

　　
　
(End of this chapter)