Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"Go, kid." Sun Wuhan said gently behind Sun Wukong.

"Well! Grandpa, great-grandpa, great-grandma, I'm going up!" The eight-year-old Sun Wukong tightened his belt, his eyes sparkling, full of confidence in himself, and full of expectations for the strength of other masters and the challenges ahead. He Under the gaze of everyone present, he held his chest high and slowly walked to the edge of the ring.

Just when others were wondering if he could climb up to the ring, the tiny Sun Wukong said "Hey", did a hollow somersault on the spot, and jumped to the edge of the ring with great dexterity.

"Good!" Some spectators who were passing by to watch the competition applauded when they saw that a little boy had such a skill. "What a handsome kung fu that little boy has!"

The other contestants had different expressions. The person next to the old man who was looking at Sun Wuhan smiled and said: "Haha, I let a little kid compete with me. That's fine. I'll let this little kid go back for dinner early." Well, the best martial arts conference in the world..."

As he spoke, he jumped onto the ring gracefully and looked at Sun Wukong, "...it's not like that, kid!"

"What the hell! Does this guy want to bully this kid and then come down immediately? Humph, that's a good idea!" Someone in the audience sneered disdainfully and retracted his steps.

On the ring, Sun Wukong answered the opponent's words with a smile: "Yes! My grandfather said that the best martial arts club in the world is pretty good. It can train me... You are so powerful, uncle!" Although he is young, he After several years of training under Sun Wufan, he also has this basic vision.

"Uncle..." The visitor's eyelids twitched and he sneered, "Your grandpa said quite loudly, 'Not bad'? Hehe... You really dare to say this! You are young, so you probably don't know. , even if he is a majestic Martial Immortal..."

"young people!"

An old man shouted from the audience.

The man who was fighting against Sun Wukong frowned and looked down the stage. He saw an old man wearing a yarmulke next to a gray-haired hooligan (Wu Tian). The old man looked at him with an upright expression and solemnly said: "Remember, Misfortune comes from the mouth! Isn't it disrespectful for you to have a verbal dispute with others about the name of the Immortal Wu?"

These words were generous and awe-inspiring, with a power that no one could question. The martial arts masters, ordinary people in the audience, media reporters, and the two referees present could not help but nod their heads. What kind of highly respected mythical figure is Wu Xianren in the eyes of the world now, especially in the eyes of martial arts practitioners?

It is a great disrespect to the elders for such an immortal to be used to quarrel with others by young people who do not know the importance of it.

"That's right. How can a martial artist's name be looked down upon by a child with a yellow mouth?" An old martial arts master who participated in the competition commented coldly, which caused a chorus of responses. The man on the stage turned blue and white. , but in the end he still didn’t dare to be presumptuous, and he forced himself to face Sun Wufan who taught him a lesson, and said: "The old man taught me a lesson because I was the one who was rude..."

Sun Wuhan nodded expressionlessly, Wu Tian beside him shook his head, Hathaway held his arm with a chuckle, whispered in his ear and whispered: "Look, everyone respects you, Wu Xianren. "

"What about you?" Wu Tian didn't look sideways, but his voice reached Hathaway's ears.

"Me..." Hathaway leaned her head on Wu Tian's shoulder and smiled softly, "You have been everything to me for a long time. Didn't you already know that?"

Wu Tian smiled: "Let's watch the game."

On the ring, the referee did not dare to delay. He walked between Sun Wukong and the man, raised an arm, "Game..." and suddenly dropped, "...begin!" As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly trotted off the ring. , standing on the edge of the ring observing the game.

"Let's end the game quickly..." Sun Wukong's opponent rubbed his fists, planning to let this little kid have a taste of his unhappiness, so that he would know what an adult's fist tastes like.

Sun Wukong always had a natural look on his face. After the competition started, he bowed down and performed the etiquette before a martial arts competition, saying: "I am Sun Wukong, please give me your advice."

The other party curled his lips in disdain, raised a hand, and said, "Hurry up and take action!"

After completing the etiquette, Sun Wukong performed the Wu Xian flow gesture taught by his grandfather, and said: "Okay, then...here I come!" After saying that, his expression remained calm, and he moved his steps, his little body An afterimage suddenly jumped forward!

"So fast!!"

"How can it be?!!"

The originally nonchalant participating martial artists in the audience suddenly became excited, as if they had seen something extremely incredible, and they all looked at the competition on the stage in shock.

Sun Wuhan, on the other hand, was smiling, but suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net turned his head to look behind him and his master, only to see... an ordinary-looking man with a mustache who didn't know he was there. When did he walk behind his master and him!

And he didn't even notice!

Who is this guy? !

Sun Wuhan was very vigilant. He could sense that the other party had deliberately restrained his movements. Otherwise, even if an ordinary person approached Sun Wuhan within a few feet of him, Sun Wuhan would not be like this. Feel it!

But the eyes of this middle-aged man with a mustache were looking at the ring, and suddenly he sighed to someone else: "Is this the child you... brought back from an alien planet?"

Sun Wuhan was horrified. Who is this person? He actually knows the details of this child Wukong? ! Moreover, it seems that he is familiar with the master? Sun Wuhan couldn't help but look at his master Wu Tian next to him. Sure enough, Wu Tian didn't show any surprise. Apparently he had already known about the approach of the person behind him... Well, this is obviously an obvious thing. With the master's He has magical powers, and even if he searches the entire earth, there will be no one who can approach him quietly.

So, who is this person...

Wu Tian did not look back, but just said: "You are actually willing to come down...God."

Hathaway was surprised when she heard him suddenly talking to himself next to Wu Tian, ​​and the "God" in his words surprised her even more. Hathaway glanced at Sun Yat-sen on the other side of Wu Tian. Gohan found that he was looking behind Wu Tian and him with a frown on his face, so Hathaway also looked back.

It’s actually a god!

Sun Wufan understood clearly and knew the identity of the person who came. When he asked Wu Tian about the huge stone on Wuxian Island, he heard his master tell him some information about their earth god, but he didn't know much about it. Tian didn’t introduce much.

The middle-aged man with a mustache who approached Wu Tian and the others was naturally the god Piccolo possessing a mortal body.