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Chapter 1787 Please accept me as your disciple

"King Pilaf, don't talk!!!"

Seeing Yamcha being knocked into the night sky by Haier using Yamcha's ultimate move, the Wolf Fang Wind Fist, and countless wolves being created in the night sky, Ash and Xiao Wu, who had quietly run behind King Pilaf, got goosebumps. They hurriedly covered King Pilaf who was awakened by the noise.

While Sun Wukong was concentrating on watching Haier's performance, Ash and Xiao Wu covered King Pilaf's mouth with horror and ran away.

"He is indeed a monster!" Ash said in horror as he ran.

He had never seen anyone who could create countless golden wolves in the sky. It looked too spectacular and terrifying.

"Wuuuu, run faster!!! Run faster!!!" King Pilaf had his mouth covered, his eyes filled with the joy and fear of running away.

The joy was that finally his two useless subordinates came to rescue him.

The fear is that Haier and Sun Wukong will react at this time. As long as they react, they will definitely not be able to escape.

During these few days, King Pilaf witnessed the invincible endurance and leg strength of Hail and Sun Wukong. Without any means of transportation, they each ran for several days carrying a person on their back.

These days, King Pilaf was almost on the verge of collapse because of Sun Wukong's manipulation.

He never wants to see these people again!

"Run!"

Haer's strong body under the night sky looked like a devil.

Ash and Xiao Wu quickly ran to the robot with King Pilaf, climbed on it, turned it on to maximum intensity, and fled madly in the night sky with crazy flames spraying from behind.

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"Master Yamcha!!!"

Poole had no idea what was going on. From the beginning, Yamcha and Hale were fighting back and forth, and it seemed like the game was a draw. Then Yamcha used his special move, and the fight ended up being a draw again.

Poole thought that Yamcha would directly deal with Hale, but he never expected that when Hale stopped playing with Yamcha, he used a more perfect Wolf Fang Wind Fist than Yamcha's, and directly knocked Yamcha into the air. It was as if he was being bitten by thousands of wolves. The scene was extremely terrifying.

Poole shouted Yamcha's name, tears flashing in his eyes, and ran towards Yamcha's position from the hoverbike Jet Weasel with fear in his heart.

"Master Yamcha!" Poole used transformation techniques to turn himself into a large inflatable cushion and caught Yamcha.

"How could this happen..." Yamcha spat out blood from his mouth, covered his chest, and looked at Haer with disbelief, who had an expressionless face and a muscular body under the moonlight.

At this moment, Haier was like a cold and ruthless muscular devil, looking down on the world mercilessly and not taking Yamcha seriously.

Yamcha felt that his martial arts skills were not weak and that he had no enemies in the desert, so he was a bully.

Only now did I realize that Haier had been playing tricks on me. Haier had really been teaching Sun Wukong and had never taken me seriously at all.

"Why!" Yamcha covered his chest. Although he was hit by Haier's Wolf Fang Wind Fist, a huge pack of golden wolves appeared in the dark night and attacked him, sending him into the sky. He seemed to have suffered a terrible injury, but he felt that although he was injured, it was not as serious as it looked.

At least the situation that Poole was afraid of, that Yamcha would be killed directly, did not happen.

When Poole saw that Hale used the Wolf Fang Wind Fist to knock Yamcha into the sky and sent a pack of golden wolves to attack Yamcha, Poole was almost scared to death. That kind of powerful attack was more than enough to kill someone directly.

Seeing that Master Yamcha still had a reaction, Poole heaved a sigh of relief, and restored his original body from the transformation into an inflatable cushion. He floated, struggling to support Yamcha who was half-kneeling in the Gobi Desert. "Why don't you kill me? Why do you know my Wolf Fang Wind Fist?" Yamcha spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Haer with a complicated expression.

"Because you only robbed things and had no intention of killing us, I will not take your life." Haier glanced at him calmly.

In fact, because Yamcha has some potential, in the future battle to defend the earth, he has faced many enemies and stood by Sun Wukong to fight against the enemies. He is a hero who protects the earth.

Although he was born a robber, his merits outweigh his flaws and he can be considered a talented person with much potential.

"As for the Wolf Fang Wind Fist, this immature boxing style can be seen at a glance, and there is no protection in front of me." Haier said.

The Wolf Fang Wind Fist is very immature.

But in fact, at Yamcha's age, only sixteen years old, he can create such a naive set of martial arts. It can be said that Yamcha is a genius on earth.

Of course, using it to deal with Haier is like a mosquito using a star destroyer cannon. There is no comparison.

As for Sun Wukong, Yamcha during this period can be said to be very powerful.

Sun Wukong's strength lies in his Saiyan physique, which is something that neither Yamcha nor any other person on Earth can compare to.

"Is that so? I was too arrogant." Yamcha covered his chest with his hands, feeling only the frustration of being defeated, without the slightest bit of unwillingness.

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Especially when Haier said that his special move, the Wolf Fang Wind Fist, was just a childish fist, he felt very frustrated.

He could fight with Haier to his fullest, and it was refreshing, as comfortable as drinking warm water on a hot day, as if he was full of energy and was fighting with all his strength and skills.

I didn't expect that all this was led by Haier.

After seeing Haier use his Wolf Fang Wind Fist so easily with a kind of horror and perfection that made his scalp tingle, and fully perfected his Wolf Fang Wind Fist to a level that was beyond his imagination, and the strength of his control only injured himself but not killed him, Yamcha couldn't help but admire Haier.

I admire Haier's control over his strength, and the fact that he was able to perfect the Wolf Fang Wind Fist just by watching himself perform it once.

This is definitely a master-level martial artist.

My loss was not unfair.

"You guys go." Haier turned around and waved his hand to let Yamcha leave. As for Yamcha's future fate and whether he could fight alongside Sun Wukong, Haier ignored such things and turned around to guide Sun Wukong.

Yamcha saw Haier turn around to instruct Sun Wukong, and an idea in his mind became more and more intense. He quickly knelt on the Gobi Desert, pressed his hands on the ground and shouted loudly: "Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"

"I don't accept disciples." Haier said indifferently.

Haier has no feelings for Yamcha and has no interest in taking Yamcha as his apprentice.

Yamcha, who was lying on the ground, looked grim, but when he saw Haier instructing Sun Wukong, he had another idea in his mind, "I beg you to teach me, I can be a sparring partner for this kid."

This angle is quite tricky.

Haier thought about it.

"can."