Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"Hehe..."

Sun Wuhan's gray beard and hair were fluttering, and his whole body was full of energy. When his body shook, the suddenly bulging muscles in his body stretched his clothes to the point of tearing. Not only did his body suddenly become stronger, but also his whole body in the air. His height also seems to have increased a bit.

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The spherical aircraft pulled out a straight white trajectory in the air, and hit the small mountain peaks like a meteor hitting the earth. It was so fast that air waves were constantly generated around it, with a buzzing and roaring momentum. Before landing, the jungle creatures on Wuxian Island below were panicked.

A thousand miles in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, the spherical aircraft fell from the sky, and without stopping, it crashed into the black figure not far above the mountain peak! Any outsider who sees this scene will probably predict the next development, that is, this figure will be smashed into blood foam like dust, without any impact on the spherical aircraft...

"Martial Immortal Fist...Ten heavy blows!"

Sun Wufan closed his eyes slightly and let out a low drink. The energy throughout his body was endless. Driven by the intention of Wuxian Fist, ten times the explosive power overlapped and poured out from his arms. He did not dodge or avoid, a pair of fleshy fists. The white billowing flames in the palm of his hand condensed and never dispersed, and he was grabbing the blazing fireball falling from the sky!

Bang!

The momentum of the spherical aircraft suddenly stopped, but the huge impact kinetic energy still caused Sun Wuhan to slide down in mid-air.

Bang!

Bang!

Where Sun Wuhan's qigong-wrapped hands meet the spherical aircraft, the qigong flames are so active that they seem to be boiling. Every time he falls, he will throw away part of the pressure he has endured.

Sun Wuhan's feet finally landed on the ground, and he was holding the spherical aircraft flying from the sky with both hands, filled with green smoke.

"Huh... I almost took my hand off, haha."

Exhaling a long breath of hot air, Sun Wuhan's strong body suddenly shrunk and turned back into the tall old man with white hair and childlike face. He shook his head and laughed. Sun Wuhan originally wanted to throw the ball in his hand directly to the ground, but when he let go, he thought, and could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a faint breath inside the spherical aircraft in his hand, so he started Carefully place it on the ground.

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"...Who...are...these...people...there is...another...weird...weird...flying...from...where...I...again...is..." Who...I...who..."

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"That's right. I've made some progress in my ability to move and unload my strength." Wu Tian came up from behind, "How far have you reached in Wuxian Fist training?"

What kind of vision does he have? Naturally, it can be seen that Sun Wuhan, this boy, did not use all his strength just now.

It is not difficult to understand that when Wu Tian himself practices his kung fu on weekdays, he cannot always use his full strength. This is not a martial arts competition, just use appropriate force. The main practice is martial arts, not qigong. However, with Sun Wuhan's skill, even if he didn't use his full strength just now, he still used most of his strength, otherwise it would be difficult to catch it safely.

"Ashamed, my disciple has been practicing hard for seventy years, but he has only managed to reach the 18th level of Wu Xianquan... and it is still thousands of miles away from the maximum strength of 50 that the master said. Far away." Sun Wufan sighed softly, and rubbed his temples, "Not only that, as the martial arts boxing improves, the disciple often feels that his energy is low. It is okay to practice by himself on weekdays, but if he fights with others, in a critical situation At this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to balance both fighting with the enemy and Wu Xianquan."

It was rare to see his master, so Sun Wufan simply told him all the difficulties in martial arts.

"Well, that's right. In fact, it's beyond my teacher's expectation that you can persist until the eighteenth level before you feel any difficulty... Well, in this way, I will teach you a set of spiritual meditation..."

Wu Tian nodded after hearing this, and was about to give Sun Wufan a few words, when Hathaway came up next to him and said, "If you two, master and disciple, have any questions, we can discuss them carefully when we go back. We don't have anything to do here." Is that so?" She pointed at Sun Wuhan's feet, where the still-smoking spherical aircraft lay safe and sound on the ground.

In fact, it was most unreasonable for Sun Wuhan to pick up the aircraft just now. If Wu Tian were to take action, he would not be able to see even a trace of smoke and smoke, and could even stay put. He would catch the aircraft with a mighty out-of-body Qigong like a river and sea, making it difficult to move like a mud cow into the sea, and finally land slowly; Even if this is not the case, the aircraft can be allowed to land directly on the top of the mountain. At most, it will create a big hole, which is actually nothing. At the worst, Wu Tian can use magic to fill the deep hole.

It was also Sun Wufan who was overjoyed to see Hunting Heart and wanted to test his own skills.

The master and apprentice thought the same thing.

Wu Tian patted Sun Wufan on the shoulder, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Sun Wufan turned around, and Wu Tian's eyes signaled him to open the aircraft door. Sun Wuhan pointed at himself and then at the spherical aircraft. Seeing his master nodding, he walked over and before reaching out to touch the aircraft's hatch shell, there was a click and it opened by itself.

Huh, a stream of steam with a special smell spurted out from the cabin due to the difference in air pressure. Hathaway sniffed and murmured: "Maybe it's a nutritional spray for life support..."

Sun Wuhan took out a naked baby boy from the spherical aircraft, and Wu Tian was watching this scene from behind. He squinted his eyes, as if a certain scene in his memory was reappearing, with a sense of nostalgia. However, this feeling disappeared in a flash, and now the story is completely different after all.

Hathaway was also looking at the baby boy carried out of Sun Wuhan's arms. Sure enough... behind the baby boy's butt, there was a fluffy brown tail, which was exactly the same as what Wu Tian said a few months ago.

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Foothills, home.

"Master, this child..."

Sun Wuhan was sitting on the sofa holding the crab-haired baby boy. Although the baby boy was still sleeping and neither crying nor fussing, Sun Wuhan still didn't know what to do. What was the current situation? Especially when seeing the Master's appearance, is it possible that this child... should be raised by himself?

"Cosmic people, extremely talented." Wu Tian introduced briefly.

"Spaceman?"

Sun Wuhan was not surprised by this. After all, he had just seen the child land from outside the earth with his own eyes, but... he remembered that his master had asked the phoenix to inform him to come over a few days ago, and after he came over, he happened to meet this child landing. He couldn't help but feel dumbfounded about the matter, and asked: "Master, haven't you just made up your mind and let your disciples raise this child?"

"Do you want Master, me and your wife to take care of your children when they are old enough?" Wu Tian looked at Sun Wuhan with dangerous eyes.