Dragon Ball Super YG

"No matter how the prophetic dream becomes, I will definitely become stronger in cultivation. I have never had any hatred towards Lawsky. I only hate myself for not being able to protect my loved ones. Ever since I met Lawsky and the Prodigy, I have I realized how insignificant my power is. Qianqian." Wukong smiled and tightened the blue belt around his waist, completely losing his previous anger.

"Oh? Wukong, you were so angry that you lost your mind before. How come you suddenly?" The old man stroked his white beard, approached Wukong and said with a smile.

Wukong chuckled, his eyes flashing with excitement, "I don't know why, but after the prodigy kicked me unconscious, his figure appeared in my mind. He told me that if I want to become a truly strong man, I must let go of everything. Hatred, hatred will only blind one's eyes, and being too angry will only make you lose your rationality. You must be calm in order to become stronger and protect the people you want to protect."

After hearing this, Lurina thought to herself that the child prodigy should be using the "Phantom Leg Kung Fu" that was rumored to be able to inject one's own thoughts into other people's minds. Haha, I really didn't expect this little kid with a cold expression and dirty words to actually have it. Such a warm heart.

After listening to Wukong's words, the old man smiled happily and said, "Wukong, since you can figure this out, I'm going to give you a few pointers, how about it? Anyway, I have made the world chaotic, and I am destined to be unable to escape heavy punishment, so why not just Let me help you to the end."

Wukong looked at the old man dumbly, not expecting that the old man would suddenly do this.

Lurina stepped forward and hammered Wukong, and said with a naughty smile, "This is your blessing. The old man's tricks are all born from the heart. Because you can let go of hatred and have no distracting thoughts, he is willing to guide you."

"I don't have any distracting thoughts, isn't that right? Isn't grandpa very lustful?" Wukong asked doubtfully, putting his finger on his chin. Thousands

The old man's cheeks were red, his hands were behind his back, he was close to Wukong and whispered in his ear: "Lust is an art. If you don't believe me, just ask your master Kame Sennin. If I'm not wrong, he is hiding alone now." Watching aerobics."

Wukong was confused for a moment and whispered, "Grandpa, how do you know that my master is Grandpa Kame Sennin?"

The old man's eyes were startled, he took a step back, scratched the back of his head and laughed loudly, "Haha, I guessed it, don't worry about it."

Wukong innocently looked at the old man's busy appearance and didn't think much. He thought to himself, since the old man wanted to give me advice, I might as well try his abilities.

After thinking about it, Wukong secretly clenched his fist and swung it towards the old man without warning. The moment his fist reached the old man's body, Wukong felt a powerful force coming out of the old man's body and pushed him back.

"Wukong, it's useless. You use your breath to control your opponent's actions, but I control it with my heart. My body follows my heart and I can avoid any sneak attacks. Even if the opponent has no breath, I can know his next move. "The old man smiled calmly, suddenly took a step forward, and arrived in front of Wukong in an instant. He knocked Wukong away with a light punch, and then said, "Wukong, you will never be able to capture my movements with your breath. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath, keep your mind still, and feel my movements with your heart."

Wukong got up excitedly and closed his eyes. The old man was really inscrutable. With his guidance, he would be able to achieve breakthrough growth. The world was in trouble now, and the old man was willing to give him guidance. It was a destined fate.

The old man continued to pursue and guide Wukong. Goten and Trunks on the other side also used the old man's guidance, closing their eyes and trying to use their hearts to feel their movements.

first world earth

Lawsky destroyed the monster, fearing that Vegeta would die of excessive blood loss, so he quickly carried Vegeta with broken bones on his back and flew onto the magic carpet.

"Hmph, let me go, I don't need sympathy from a monster like you." Vegeta's bones were shattered and he couldn't move even half a step.

"Stop talking nonsense. No one can stop me if I want to kill someone. No one can stop me if I want to save someone. Just lie down." Lawski stood on the edge of the magic carpet and flew forward aimlessly.

"Asshole, where are you taking me?" Vegeta looked up at Lawsky's back. Tiantian was able to treat his injuries. Although he had changed his mind about Lawsky, he still didn't dare to tell Lawsky about the Celestial Temple. Position, I had to endure the injury and watch one step at a time.