Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"Ouch..." One of Yamcha's legs was directly broken by Tianjin Rice. His body was bruised and swollen. He was in a very embarrassed state. He groaned in pain and was put on an emergency stretcher near the stadium and sent to the nearest hospital.

Oolong muttered: "Isn't that guy too cruel?"

Glancing at the Tianjin fan who was leaving alone on the stage, the pig-headed man shrank his neck.

"I'll accompany you to the hospital." Bulma sighed and followed the stretcher to the hospital.

Oolong looked at them and then at the arena, thinking that he was still working at Bulma's house after all, so he had to follow him...

Tianjin Fan walked off the ring and returned to the back. Sun Wukong leaned against the wall and opened his eyes, saying, "Isn't it too harsh?"

After glancing at Sun Wukong, Tianjin Fan said: "I can't stand this kind of half-hearted way of practicing martial arts, so I didn't stop for a moment. Why, is he your friend?"

"That's right!" Sun Wukong said.

In that universe, Yamcha was not close to them. Sun Wukong was reborn, and his emotions were the same as before.

"The next game will be a Monkey King contestant versus a Dumpling contestant! Let us welcome the two contestants to the venue!"

The mustachioed referee's voice came here.

"It's my turn." Sun Wukong left the wall, opened his arms, and looked at the dumplings floating aside.

Dumpling also looked at him blankly.

Tianjin Fan shook his head and said: "Dumpling, you can't beat him, give up!"

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "I can't beat him, but I still have to give him a fight, right?"

Dumpling said: "I listen to Tianjin, not you."

With that said, he no longer floated, put his feet on the ground, walked to Sun Wukong, and looked directly at Sun Wukong. His dull eyes showed no emotion, and said nothing. He walked around Sun Wukong and stood next to Tianjin Fan, quietly.

"It's up to you." Sun Wukong held the back of his head, a brown tail swaying behind him.

"Hey, Wukong, why do you have an extra tail?" Klin's eyes widened and he pointed behind Sun Wukong in surprise.

Sun Wukong was so happy that his tail swayed in front of his eyes. It was as soft and flexible as silk and twisted around. He smiled and said: "Hee hee, the tail has grown again. It's better to get used to having a tail!"

Tianjin Fan was also surprised and secretly doubted whether Sun Wukong was a human being.

In the hospital ward, Yamcha looked at the TV strangely. The local TV stations on Papaya Island broadcast the program of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club. He looked at the screen and saw the mustache referee and host shouting the names of Sun Wukong and Dumpling several times. , no one came on the stage. After Sun Wukong ran out and said something to Mustache, Mustache directly announced that the Dumpling player would abstain from this round and Sun Wukong would advance.

"Why did that person abstain?" Yamcha wondered.

He remembered that Sun Wukong's opponent was the companion of Tianjin Fan who broke his right leg, so he really wanted to see Sun Wukong beat that dumpling to vent his anger.

Bulma laughed and said, "Maybe they know how powerful Goku is, so they might as well just admit defeat!"

Yamcha frowned, then suddenly smiled and murmured: "Hey, Tianjin Fan will face Kame Sennin in the next round... He will make it easier..."

In the competition, the last match of the quarterfinals was between Klin and a sexy woman named Lan Fang.

Even Wu Tian looked a little speechless. He didn't expect that the world's best martial arts club could allow a pretty woman like Lan Fang to advance to the top eight... Let's not talk about whether she is a good woman or not. A qualified martial artist Family, if you can be disturbed by women during a martial arts competition, then you are still practicing martial arts! It can be seen that the overall level of martial arts in this universe and earth is low.

but……

"Klin, what are you doing? The game is about to end. We will fight in the next round!" Sun Wukong grabbed the wall and shouted to Klin on the field.

It turned out that after Lan Fang stripped off his clothes and seduced him, he was so beaten that he had no power to fight back... The innocent little virgin monk didn't know where to start! He was used to punching his chest, but could he hit him like this? This woman has thin skin, tender flesh, and fair white flesh. How should I start? When he moved, his chest felt turbulent. Klin was embarrassed to stare, and then he was punched in the face!

In the original plot, Krillin's opponent was a stinking lazy man, and in the end he successfully fought back because he had no nose at all.

In the hospital, Yamcha was lying on the bed, looking at the TV. He was gnashing his teeth, scratching his face under the sheets, and muttering something in a low voice.

Bulma looked at him sideways, "Hey, hey, what are you mumbling about?"

Oolong smiled evilly and said: "Isn't it easy to guess? I envy that little bald head. Why did he have his legs broken by others, and this little bald head can touch and fight with such a beautiful and sexy big sister? Hehe..." As he talked, his tears started to flow.

"No, no, I didn't think so..." Yamucha said no, but his eyes were bent upward, looking like a pervert...

Bulma was so angry that she gritted her teeth, walked over, hugged the TV, shook it, and shouted: "Little bald head, what are you afraid of? Hit her. It's not you who will suffer the loss if she touches something. What are you afraid of! I'm so angry! Hit her." !Break her legs!"

I don’t know if Klin heard Bulma’s gnashing of teeth, but he actually fought back. He closed his eyes, his heart was stunned, and he leaned against Lan Fang’s chest. Lan Fang didn’t expect that this young chick would suddenly become masculine. He got up, was caught off guard, and stumbled back. Klin followed up and pushed his soft belly, causing him to fall off the stage.

"Out of bounds! Contestant Klin wins!"

Klin then cautiously opened his eyes and looked worriedly at Lan Fang, who was sitting down at the edge of the ring, "Are you okay?"

Lan Fang rubbed her butt, rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother, you hit me so hard."

"I, I, there's nothing I can do..." Klinin scratched his head.

"Hey, you haven't even opened your eyes, how could you see someone and knock them out of the ring?" Lan Fang blinked his big eyes and asked curiously.

Klin was almost dizzy by the pair of big flashing eyes. He was a little confused. Sun Wukong called him twice from behind, and he suddenly woke up. His face was as red as if it was cooked, and he ran away in a hurry, as if he was pissing... …

Lan Fang smiled, stood up with a graceful figure, ignored the heated eyes of the audience, and left.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you taking so long?" Sun Wukong asked Klin who was walking back in confusion.

"Hehe, you don't understand..." Klin looked at his paws and giggled.

Sun Wukong tilted his head, his face full of confusion. Didn't he just touch the two useless pieces of meat on the woman's chest? As for such an aftertaste? He remembered that Bulma always pulled him to rub him around when doing that kind of thing, and he didn't find it very interesting... Shaking his head, Sun Wukong felt that he was a little homesick. This kind of emotion is very weak. If he were in other time and space, he would not feel this kind of longing at all, but when he grew up under the influence of Wu Tian, ​​Hathaway, his grandfather, and his wife, he would feel this kind of emotion.

Because I understand, I know how to cherish and miss you.

"Dear audience friends, let's start the next round of more intense competition...let us welcome contestants Wutian and Tianjinfan!"

In the sound that resounded throughout the audience, Wu Tian and Tianjin Fan appeared.

In the audience, He Xianren looked at the ring with cold eyes. He knew deeply that his apprentice's kung fu was so good that his actual level might have surpassed that of his master... The old turtle suddenly changed drastically, and his How good is Kung Fu? Can you try it with Tianjin rice?

"Great, this guy needs to be taught a lesson!" In the hospital, Yamucha shouted as he slapped the bed, his face full of displeasure. Tianjin Rice beat him so hard that it still hurts now.

Wu Tian looked at Tianjin Fan on the ring and said, "Interesting, you asked Dumpling to abstain, but he did not abstain."

Tianjin Fan said: "Sun Wukong is much stronger than Dumpling. I don't want Dumpling to get hurt."

Wu Tiandao: "Do you think you won't be hurt?"

Tianjin Fan shook his head and said: "You are stronger than me! But... I want to be hurt this time!"

He took a deep breath, assumed the standard starting position of Hesenryu, and said in a deep voice: "Please enlighten me!"

"Forget it, let me teach you!" Wu Tian shouted in a low voice, his arms shook, his waist sank, and the shoulders, elbows, back, knees, ankles and other key parts of the body, especially the fists At these four points on both feet, masses of vitality are gathering, as if candles are lighting up.

Tianjin Fan's forehead flashed for the third time, and he vaguely noticed something.

Phew, Wu Tian rushed towards him.

So fast! Tianjin Fan was secretly shocked, but he managed to catch Wu Tian's move. A trace of doubt flashed through his mind. He originally thought that he would fail without any ability to fight back. The reason why he did not give up and went to the stage to fight was because he wanted to experience it head-on. Let’s take a look at how strong Turtle Immortal is and how strong he is.

Sun Wukong clung to the wall, watched the battle, and said with a smile: "Haha, master, are you going to teach Tianjin Fan his kung fu?"

Klin was also on the side, wondering: "What are you talking about, Wukong? Who else is a Tianjin fan?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and smiled without explaining. Klin shrugged, he was used to it.

"It's incredible! It's so fast! The figures of Wutian players and Tianjin fans competing were too fast, unbelievably fast! I couldn't catch their movements, UU Reading www.uukanｓshu.net couldn't see clearly at all! Uh... "The referee with a mustache explained awkwardly.

However, the audience still had a lot of fun watching it. After all, the visual effects were very exciting. The two people were fighting so fiercely, with bang bang bang and the sound of fists clashing, which showed how intense the fight was.

In the audience, He Xianren looked at the afterimage of the fight on the ring, feeling more and more surprised. He tugged at his goatee and thought: "Old Turtle's Qi, there is stronger Qi accumulated in the joints of the body." ...This is the secret of Qigong Cannon!" He gritted his teeth and was horrified, "This old turtle has even figured out my Qigong Cannon?! This is impossible!!"

It's a qigong cannon! In this fierce battle, the taste of Tianjin rice was gradually figured out, and at the same time, I was shocked.

Qigong cannon is the secret of their Kakusen style. How did the Kame Sennin of Kamesen style know it?

boom! Tianjin Fan fought with Wu Tian and felt that the power of Wu Tian's fist was stronger. As smart as he was, he had already guessed the principle of Wu Tian's unique skill: condensing the Qigong cannon without releasing it to increase the strength of the attack? During the encounter, he noticed Wu Tian's extremely calm expression, and Tianjin Fan suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, thinking to himself: "Ah, he is teaching me on purpose... Teach me, teach me, he is really teaching me. !”

The thought changed again, "Actually... to him, a mere qigong cannon is probably nothing at all, right?"

Lying on the ground outside the ring, Tianjin Fan thought so.

"This set of kung fu, you can call it Qigong boxing. I will teach you what you have to teach. It's up to you how much you can learn." Wu Tian said at the edge of the ring, and then left without looking back, his voice far away. Go, but it clearly floated into the ears of Tianjin fans: "...it's better to turn back and turn to light. This set of skills is yours. Otherwise, it will naturally be taken back. You can do it yourself."