Swim Dragon Ball with Wukong

084. Among the trivial and scattered cultivation matters

The answer to why the purple-haired Sun Wuhan confronts Sun Wukong Bay is simple. The reason stems from the Sun Wukong in the third world.

Sun Wukong Bei obviously looked down on the guy from the third world who shared the same name and similar life experience with him, but whose fighting ability was completely weak, so he didn't have anything nice to say.

Sun Wukong in the third world is a good-tempered guy, and all kinds of cynicism is just a deaf ear to him. His response is just to practice harder, but this incident angered Sun Wuhan, the son of Sun Wukong in the third world.

His father was bullied by bad people, and the guy who could remain silent is definitely a salty fish. Sun Wufan is not such a salty fish. In his five years of life experience, he has never been asked not to fight, so he has been able to fight since he was born. He learned martial arts from his father, and was never asked to keep to himself, so he was open-minded even in front of strangers. He was never asked to be humble and polite, and he thrived under Bulma's care, which made his temperament extremely strong. .

Who is Miss Bulma? She is a female hero who can embark on a journey at the age of 16 and run alone into the mountains and forests to search for the Dragon Ball. How could her son be a coward?

So the purple-haired Sun Wuhan faced off against Sun Wukong Bay without any surprise.

How dare you scold my dad and your dad? After such verbal exchanges, the confrontation between the two escalated to a physical stage.

The scene was one-sided. Naturally, the mere 5-year-old Sun Wufan could not be the opponent of Sun Wukong Bei. Soon, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was miserable. In the end, he could only hold his breath and hold on to his death. Throw in the towel.

Everyone understood that Sun Wukong Bei was not serious at all. He was just fighting a teaching battle. If he was serious, he could obviously kill Sun Wuhan with one punch. But he did not do so, but patiently. Temperament, controlling the situation, giving Sun Wuhan some room to fight back.

Sun Wuhan's father, Sun Wukong from the third world, tried to reach out again and again, but he never moved. Of course, it was not because he did not dare to do it. He was Sun Wukong after all. Even if his fighting power was not as good as the other party, if someone really bullied his son, He will not be cowed no matter what, but the problem is that the current Sun Wukong Bei is not actually bullying anyone. Anyone with a little bit of strength can see that he is very measured in his actions, and can even be said to be extremely gentle. Just helping to train Sun Wuhan.

Sun Wukong in the third world is aware of his own weaknesses. He is not a person who can ruthlessly teach his son. Therefore, although he cannot tolerate Sun Wukong's slightly cruel teaching mode, he does not stop it.

"Asshole, why didn't you hit?"

Another attack failed, and he was kicked away by the opponent. Sun Wuhan stood up unsteadily and said through gritted teeth.

"Do you still have time to complain?" Sun Wukongbei said condescendingly as he appeared behind Sun Wuhan in an instant.

"Behind" the purple-haired Sun Wuhan did a roundhouse kick, but his foot was easily caught by Sun Wukong Bei.

"Idiot, feel your opponent's anger and judge the opponent's attack in advance. If your brain can't remember it, use your body to remember it." Sun Wukong Bei said with a straight face after knocking Sun Wuhan away again.

"Don't teach me a lesson." Sun Wufan angrily fired a series of punches, which seemed to have heavy shadows, but even one punch failed to break through Sun Wukong Bei's defense.His fist was even blocked by Sun Wukong Bay with one finger.

"What's the matter with these soft fists? Is this all you can do? Huh, the son of a loser is also a loser after all."

"Asshole, I am not a waste, and my father is not a waste either. Shut up!" An unprecedented aura erupted from his body, and the generated air waves continued to spread out.

At this moment, Sun Wuhan's anger surpassed his reason, and the fighting power that had been hidden in his body fully exploded.

His body was surrounded by surging flames, and his eyes were filled with selfless anger as he stared at Sun Wukong Bei opposite.

"Gohan is so strong." Sun Wukong in the third world was shocked. From his son, he felt a power that almost surpassed him.

"Isn't this already more than his father? I should say the purple-haired Sun Wuhan.

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Is it also Sun Wufan? You've gone too far." Zhang Wutian couldn't help but think this as he looked at Sun Wufan who punched and kicked Sun Wukong after the explosion.

"So strong. When I was his age, I couldn't reach this level at all." Sun Wukong looked at Sun Wuhan and said solemnly: "It won't be long before this kid can catch up with us."

"Don't say such horrible things." Zhang Wutian was simply horrified: "You Saiyans are okay, but my position is getting closer and closer to Kobayashi Leping and the others."

In fact, the person who was most surprised was Sun Wuhan's opponent at the moment, Sun Wukong Bei. Although Sun Wuhan's punches and kicks were not difficult for him to deal with, the powerful fighting power left him speechless.

"It's almost on par with me when I was a kid. I didn't expect this kid to still have such hidden power. It seems that my idea is correct. This kid's potential is far from being discovered."

Even so, Sun Wuhan's attacks were still meaningless. Every punch and kick he made seemed to be driven into the quagmire, without any effect on his opponent at all.

"Although the power has become stronger, the control is too weak and the power that cannot be freely controlled is useless."

"You bastard told me not to teach me a lesson."

Jumping back a long distance, a breath of terror that could even be called terrifying erupted from Sun Wuhan's body.

"Hey, this guy's fighting power is about to catch up with mine. Are the hybrids of Saiyans and Earthlings monsters? This kid is only 5 years old." Zhang Wutian was stunned.

"Turtle School"

Sun Wufan followed his father's teachings and performed the preliminary movements of Turtle Style Qigong.

Although Sun Wukong Bei had enough space to counterattack, he did nothing but prepared for Sun Wuhan's attack.

"qigong"

A golden shock wave was fired from Sun Wuhan's palm, flying straight in the direction of Sun Wukong Bei.

"It's useless." Sun Wukong took a step forward and punched the shock wave away.

The air ball that was knocked away rushed towards Zhang Wutian. Zhang Wutian only had time to shout out: "You bastard Vegeta, you are trying to trick me." Then he was pushed away by the air ball for a distance.

Pushing the air ball in front of his hands to the sky, Zhang Wutc fired a small empty fist from the sky, detonating the energy body launched by Sun Wuhan.

There was a violent roar in the sky, and the huge storm even caused the Garin Tower to shake slightly.

"My hands are going to burn, bastard Sun Wukong, what do you mean?" Zhang Wutian said angrily.

"My hand slipped." Sun Wukongbei glanced at Zhang Wutian coldly, and then turned his eyes to the other side.

"Asshole, look at me as I speak. You must have hit me on purpose, right?"

"You think too much." Sun Wukong Bei continued to remain indifferent.

The strength of Son Wuhan who unleashed this attack quickly weakened, and he could only barely maintain his standing posture.

Sun Wukong walked up to him with a cold face. Facing the approaching enemy, Sun Wukong reluctantly raised his weak arms and assumed a fighting posture.

"I will never lose to you." This time, Sun Wuhan's fist finally succeeded in hitting Sun Wukong Bei's body, but the weak punch did not even shake Sun Wukong Bei's body.

"That move was good just now. It actually made my hand numb slightly. This is something even your father couldn't do. It deserves praise."

"Shut up, I don't need your praise."

Sun Wukong smiled at the corner of his mouth, then he stretched out his finger, pointed at Sun Wuhan's forehead and flicked it,

Sun Wuhan's forehead was hit by a snap of a finger, and his already weak body flew backwards like a leaf, and then fell into the arms of Sun Wukong in the third world.

At this moment, Sun Wuhan has turned into a circle with eyes and fallen into a state where he cannot get back up. If he was still awake, he might not stay in his father's arms so honestly.