Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"I actually lost..."

The man who was punched by Sun Wukong and fell to the audience quickly woke up from his brief coma after the emergency personnel arrived. He pushed away the emergency doctors and nurses, spat out a mouthful of blood, and rubbed his chin that felt like it was broken. , said with a sigh.

A martial artist stretched out his hand, pulled him up, and stood with him on his back. The emergency doctor wanted to dissuade him, but these reckless martial arts practitioners suddenly ignored him. Even the injured person waved his hand indifferently: "A few minor injuries." That’s it, it’s nothing, just have a meal and sleep.”

"How could such a thing happen? It's unscientific..." The emergency doctors were puzzled, but they still had no idea. They couldn't beat these people.

The martial artist who was supporting this man was also the attacker who had been defeated by Sun Wukong before. He smiled bitterly and said: "You did not lose unfairly. This little boy is indeed very powerful. He deserves to be the descendant of Mr. Sun Wufan..."

"No! He is powerful because he is already very powerful. There is no need to push it on Mr. Sun Wukong." The man who was defeated by Sun Wukong shook his head. No one could compare with him who fought against the most exhausted Sun Wukong. It became clearer how terrifying this little boy's hidden abilities were. There seemed to be endless possibilities in his eyes, "Sun Wukong... I remember you..."

Over there, Sun Wukong was carried back by Sun Wuhan.

Under Wu Tian's spiritual magic "suggestion" that covered the whole place, the people around him subconsciously ignored the situation here and did not dare or were unwilling to approach here to join in the fun, so no one came to watch.

"You kid, why are you working so hard?" Hathaway patted Sun Wukong on the head. After a while, Sun Wukong was able to reluctantly leave Sun Wufan's arms and stand up, so he smiled innocently and said : "Because I feel like I can still fight! Grandma, I'm so happy, there are so many powerful guys!"

He was so happy that his tail was wagging behind him.

The middle-aged man with a mustache behind Wu Tian and Sun Wufan quietly stared at the innocent child between Wu Tian, ​​Sun Wufan, and Hathaway, as if he wanted to dig out the child deep in his eyes. It's like an illusion of hostility.

In the end, it was still fruitless.

God Piccolo sighed in his heart, is this a blessing or a curse for this child? Wu Tian, ​​Wu Tian, ​​what you did back then was actually such an arrangement... But, have you ever asked this child his opinion?

"Shall I help this little guy regain his strength?" God Piccolo said with a smile.

"You...?" Sun Wuhan hesitated.

Hathaway also looked over, while Sun Wukong blinked his big ignorant eyes, still panting slightly. He looked back and saw that someone else was already on the stage to fight. When Sun Wukong looked over, there were two martial arts masters on the stage. As soon as they handed him over, Sun Wukong's previous performance was enough to win their respect.

Wu Tian was even more surprised than Sun Wuhan and the others. He looked at the body possessed by the god Piccolo and asked: "Do you also have the ability to resurrect the Namekians?"

God Piccolo smiled and said: "Ever since I became conscious on the Yunzebit Plateau, it seems that there is a voice telling me that I am a genius of the dragon clan... Now that I think about it, it is probably my parents who think that I am a Namekian. Maybe the genius dragons in there... According to you, the people on Namek also have the same healing ability as me?"

"Yes, but among them, the fighting type tribesmen do not have this ability."

"That's it, I probably belong to the all-powerful Namekian dragon clan. But when I was separated from Piccolo, most of my combat abilities were taken away by him... Well, you have also used fairy beans, and this bean is It’s because of my abilities that I was bred by the cat on the Kailin Tower.”

God Piccolo said slowly. When he said that he was an all-round genius in the Dragon Clan of Namek, his face was calm and he was just narrating normally. After hearing his words, Wu Tian couldn't help but feel surprised, but also felt that it was reasonable.

but……

"No need." Wu Tian declined politely. What's the difference between this and eating fairy beans in the middle of a competition to preserve battery life? It's not a life and death battle, so there's really no need to use such methods. However, Wukong did use up a lot of energy because of his momentary bravery. After Wu Tian thought about it for a moment, he raised his palm and slapped the head of Sun Wukong who looked confused.

"What are you doing!" It was good that God Piccolo was rejected, but when Wu Tian slapped Sun Wukong's Tianling Cap with his palm, he subconsciously exclaimed, but he could not detect the murderous intention in Wu Tian's palm.

Sun Wuhan calmly watched Wu Tian's palm fall in front of him. He completely trusted his master.

Sure enough, with Wu Tian's palm, Sun Wukong felt that his whole body was bathed in warm water, very comfortable, and even the physical fatigue was dispelled a lot, and this warm feeling, It was passed from the palm of the great grandfather above his head.

God Piccolo was stunned, his eyes flickered at last, and he sighed with emotion: "It's really a good trick!"

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In the next qualifier arena battle, Sun Wukong took a short break and rested one game at a time. He was in great shape and was unstoppable, without losing a single victory! Finally, under the increasingly shocked eyes of everyone, he happily secured a spot in the top 16 knockout rounds of the Xidu Division.

"Senior brother, have you heard that over there in the fifth district..."

In Arena B in the third area, two Wusenliu disciples who had met Master Wutian before were participating in the preliminaries. As a junior, it was a pity that he was eliminated, but the senior got a qualifying spot. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net The reason is simple...the two of them are on the same stage.

When the junior brother finally faced off against his senior brother in the ring, he raised his hands and admitted defeat. In his words, he has played against his senior brother countless times and has never won a game. Since there is only one quota, there is no need to put in the effort.

The senior brother nodded, remembering the little boy he saw running towards Sun Wufan and Wu Xianren under the palm tree before leaving. He said slowly: "Sun Wukong... I hope we can meet!"

A piece of bright green light covered the place where Sun Wukong and the god Piccolo's palms came into contact. Sun Wukong was surprised to find that all his strength had returned. Grandma, this uncle is so powerful, I am full of strength again!"

Sun Wuhan smiled and rubbed his little grandson's hair.

Wu Tiandao: "I really didn't expect that you can use this healing ability with this body."

God Piccolo smiled: "Now that I have mastered my ability, it is my own ability, not limited to my body."

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