Swim Dragon Ball with Wukong

021. Martial Arts School

After signing a contract with the operator of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, Zhang Wutian started his busy schedule.

Because this was the path he chose, and it was also the job he liked, so he was naturally happy with it.

Before officially starting work, Zhang Wutian ran to a place according to the roster of the martial arts tournament.

"I want to compliment you, but to be honest, this is not a nice place."

"You are right, my friend, but this is my hometown after all."

Zhang Wutian came to the hometown of Namu, his former opponent in the martial arts tournament, and saw Namu and other villagers irrigating the dry land with water.

Namu happily welcomed Zhang Wutian and invited him to visit his home.

At Namu's house, we had a meal of radish rice cooked with care by Namu's wife. After the meal, Zhang Wutian asked in a pyramid scheme-like tone: "Do you want to change the fate of this village? Namu, do you want to make the people in the village better?" Live a good life?"

"Can you do anything?"

"Then come with me."

So the assistant coach No. [-] of the martial arts school decided like this.

Zhang Wutian is quite positive about Namu's combat power. Although it is not as good as those of the disciples of Gusenliu, for ordinary people, a person who can jump to an altitude of more than 20 meters has a combat power close to that of a superman. It is definitely more than enough for him to help teach future disciples.

After recruiting talents, Zhang Wutian's martial arts gym officially opened.

At this moment, the organizers of the martial arts competition behind Zhang Wutian began to exert their efforts to build momentum for Zhang Wutian in all aspects.

Borrowing their power, Zhang Wutian got a chance to be on TV.

Sitting in front of the TV, Bulma, Oolong and Poole were staring at the TV, watching the recorded program.

In the newly built arena of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, Zhang Wutian solemnly placed a satchel in the center of the arena.

Zhang Wutian took out a stack of tiles from his satchel and stacked them one by one.

"That guy, doesn't he want to break the tiles?" On the island of Turtle Immortal, Xiao Lin, who was watching TV with Turtle Immortal and Leping, said disdainfully: "Instead of traveling with Wukong, instead of doing this That guy is so boring."

"Before you say anything rude, please observe quietly." Kame Immortal glanced at Xiao Lin and said calmly.

"Haha, what a restless little guy." Immortal Jialin, who was also watching the TV broadcast, said with a smile.

A total of 15 tiles were stacked, and the height of the tiles almost reached Zhang Wutian's waist. For ordinary people, this is a weight that cannot be broken in any way.

Zhang Wutian took a deep breath, then raised his right fist and accumulated strength.

From his fist, the camera clearly captured an unusual light.

The human body does not have light-emitting organs. The radiance at this moment made the audience in front of the TV shout that this is unscientific.

At the same time, this picture also captured the hearts of the audience, making them look forward to the subsequent progress.

The light condensed into a stable ball on Zhang Wutian's fist. The next moment, Zhang Wutian roared and knocked down with a punch.

The tiles were shattered and completely turned into dust.

But that doesn't matter anymore. The audience held their breath and looked at the pictures on the TV in disbelief.

The location where the tiles once stood, with the center of the ring as the center, spread out to an area of ​​5 meters, and everything turned into a huge pothole.

The arena of the tournament was once again damaged, as if it had been smashed by a meteorite, leaving a circular crater on the ground.

 

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Zhang Wutian stood in the center of the pothole, with a trace of halo still remaining on his hands.

And so the legend was born.

People couldn't help but feel shocked. Many people questioned that Zhang Wutian had planted explosives under the ring. Zhang Wutian's answer was simple. He ran to the yard of the questioner's house and touched the ground again. After going back and forth five or six times, the whole The world went crazy.

When Zhang Wutian's martial arts gym officially opened in Xidu, it was greeted by a huge flow of people.

"Master Wu Tian, ​​please accept me as your disciple."

"Master Zhang, please let me become your disciple"

In addition to those who want to become disciples, there are more people who come to challenge Zhang Wutian.

"I am Dan from the eastern city. You have been very public recently. The martial arts world does not need actors like you. Let me tell you what a real martial artist is."

"Ola Ola Ola"

"Uh ah ah ah"

The previous sound was the roar of the boxing master when he hit Zhang Wutian.

The latter sound was the scream of the boxing master as he was punched away by Zhang Wutian and his head fell into the ground.

"I am Shaget from Taicun, Zhang Wutian, come and fight with me."

"Tiger"

"Uh ah ah ah"

"I am Long, a wandering martial artist. I hope to find the true meaning in fighting. Please give me your advice, Master Zhang."

"Haduhe"

"Uh ah ah ah"

"Hehehehe, come be my Vega's subordinate. In return, I can spare your life."

"Electricity Channeling"

"Uh ah ah ah"

After experiencing challenges and tests from people from all walks of life, Zhang Wutian's position in the world of martial arts has been completely consolidated.In the eyes of the world, he became the real number one in the world. At the same time, the number of disciples reached 10000 in just one week, enough to fill the martial arts hall. This number is still increasing rapidly.So much so that the disciples had to enter the martial arts hall in batches to study.

Of course, Zhang Wutian also made a lot of money from this.

"In short, this is the situation for the time being. In the future, we will find talents who are truly suitable for martial arts training from this group of disciples and let them become inner disciples."

In Xidu, at the home of Miss Bulma, who has now become a neighbor, Zhang Wutian, who came to visit, talked about his plans while drinking juice.

"You have really created an incredible career. Recently, the news about you has been overwhelming on TV. Is it okay to come to my house and be lazy? What about the work in the martial arts gym?"

"Haha, the employee I found is very dedicated. I'll give him a big red envelope when I get back."

In the martial arts hall, in front of a dense crowd of disciples, Na Mu Zheng taught the tricks of fists and kicks in a serious manner.

"It's true that people should not be judged by their appearance. After Leping comes back from the old lady Guixianren, let him work for you. Tell him to work more, so that he will not go out to mess around with women."

"I'm worried that he will seduce my female disciples."

"How dare he?" Miss Bulma glared, looking like a savage girlfriend.

The martial arts school is becoming more and more popular, Zhang Wutian's career is booming, and the number of disciples continues to increase. The tuition paid is enough for him to build a house comparable to Bulma's house in the central area of ​​​​the Western Capital where land is scarce. At the same time, as long as this strength is still there, he can status will not be shaken.

When everything was on track, news about Sun Wukong came from Bulma's specially made tomato phone.

"Zhang Wutian, I found the Penguin Village you mentioned."