Dragon Ball: The Irregular Martial Arts Master

The headquarters of the Red Ribbon Legion in the distance.

Marshal Black was constantly rubbing the dragon ball in his hand. The orange luster formed by the refraction of the sun really fascinated him.

"Brack, where are Blue and the others?"

After playing with the dragon balls for a while, Marshal Black asked the silent adjutant Brack.

"Reporting to the marshal, according to previous reports from his subordinates, General Blue has returned to the headquarters a minute ago. Counting the time, he is almost here."

Adjutant Brak bowed slightly to the Black Marshal and explained to the Black Marshal with perfect gentlemanly etiquette.

"Really? I see."

Marshal Black chuckled and placed the dragon ball in his hand where it belonged.

But before he could say the next word, the door that seemed indestructible in his image suddenly collapsed. Sun Wukong slowly put the Ruyi Stick back behind him, and then threw a burly man in.

"You must be the boss of the Red Ribbon Army! Bad guys like you... are simply unforgivable!"

This time, Sun Wukong's tone contained anger that was difficult to conceal.

"General White! How is that possible! How did you get through the defense line! And... where is General Blue!"

Adjutant Brack looked at the unconscious General White, subconsciously took a step back, pointed at Sun Wukong and shouted.

"General Blue? He is still lying on the spaceship, but this guy named White has already told me what your Red Ribbon Army does!"

When he remembered that General White had used his evil deeds as a means to show off his complacency, Sun Wukong's heart was filled with irreversible anger towards the two men in front of him.

"Is that so? Did General White, who came to report to Masluta, happen to run into you? The guy who made a wish to the dragon not long ago."

Marshal Black looked at the angry Sun Wukong and couldn't help but laugh.

But he quickly took a step back and gently tapped a button on the table.

As the button was turned on, two pits suddenly opened on the floor, and two humanoid creatures jumped out of them.

But the moment he appeared, Sun Wukong subconsciously took a step back and shouted in horror: "Grandpa Turtle Immortal!"

Yes, these two humanoid creatures look exactly like Kame Sennin! Moreover, it is also the MAX version of muscle expansion!

"Hmph... It's not in vain that I spent so much money. The artificial man project finally paid off."

While saying this, Marshal Black glanced at Adjutant Brak.

Adjutant Brack walked to him with understanding, picked up the dragon ball and put it into a bag.

"No. 10, No. 11, kill this brat and get the dragon ball back!"

Following Marshal Black's order, under the sunglasses of the two Kame Immortals, electronic data kept interlacing and quickly disappeared.

Then, the two suddenly disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong's body was suddenly shot away, and a big hole appeared in the wall of the headquarters.

After Sun Wukong was knocked away, No. 10 and No. 11 looked at each other, used their legs, and jumped up to chase Sun Wukong who was knocked away.

"Brack, where do you think Dr. Gero collected Teacher Wutian's data to create Androids No. 10 and 11?"

Marshal Black sat down on his unique booster chair calmly and asked Adjutant Brack, who was holding five dragon balls.

"Reporting to Marshal, according to Dr. Gro's previous report, the data on the 10th and 11th should be the data collected when Teacher Wu Tian eliminated the fire in the Flame Mountain."

Adjutant Brack replied humbly.

"Oh? If we mass-produce it in the future, we can dominate the world even without relying on the incredible power of the Dragon Balls."

Marshal Black said softly.

Then he looked at the big hole.

In the distance, the moment Sun Wukong was knocked away by No. 10 and No. 11, the long-awaited somersault cloud flew over from the distance and lifted Sun Wukong up again.

"Strange... why?"

Even though he was on top of the somersault cloud, Sun Wukong still couldn't understand why there were two Grandpa Turtle Immortals whom he respected, and they attacked him whenever they disagreed.

Yes, in his world view, he really doesn't understand such incomprehensible things as artificial humans.

"Turtle...pai...qi...gong!"

"Turtle...pai...qi...gong!"

Just when Sun Wukong was puzzled, two identical voices sounded from the ground.

What followed were those two thick blue light waves.

Somersault Cloud flipped around and narrowly escaped the attack of two turtle qigong attacks.

But despite dodging these two rounds of Turtle Style Qigong, Somersault Cloud also threw Sun Wukong down, who was in a daze.

The feeling of weightlessness finally brought Sun Wukong back to his senses.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

With the rapid movement, a small blue light wave emitted from the palm of Sun Wukong's hand. With the reaction force, Sun Wukong's body fell backward.

It was the time that Sun Wukong bought, and somersault cloud appeared in front of Sun Wukong, avoiding the ending of falling.

This time, although the other party still had the face of Grandpa Turtle Immortal that Sun Wukong was familiar with, he was no longer in a daze, but had a vigilant look on his face.

Although, he does not understand what artificial human means.

But he knew that his beloved Grandpa Turtle Immortal would never kill him!

And these two fakes... just did this!

"Fakes! What did you do to Grandpa Kamesenren!"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily at these two identical guys on the somersault cloud.

But No. 10 and No. 11 seemed to be silent weapons, not reacting at all to Sun Wukong's roar.

He just raised his head and looked at Sun Wukong in the sky.

Fortunately, during the fire-fighting operation in the Flame Mountain, Turtle Immortal only exposed the Turtle School Qigong. Therefore, at this time, No. 10 and No. 11 could not fly, nor did they have all kinds of weird skills like the original one.

Seeing that No. 10 and No. 11 never answered, Sun Wukong in the sky nodded towards the somersault cloud.

Then, the somersault cloud quickly approached the ground, and Sun Wukong also pulled out his wishful stick.

Not long after the somersault cloud landed, No. 10 bore the brunt and punched Sun Wukong hard in the face.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a collision, No. 10 did not get what he wanted this time.

What hit was not Sun Wukong's face, but Sun Wukong's extremely hard Ruyi stick!

Sun Wukong chuckled and flipped the wishful stick in his hand. The wishful stick lifted No. 10's sunglasses at a tricky angle.

What was exposed was not the eyes of a normal person, but metal eyes!