Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

Tianjin Fan Mo left as if stunned. Dumpling was very worried about his condition and followed him closely.

He Xianren stopped him in the crowd, "Stop, what are you doing?!"

"Master, Master." Tianjin Fan was startled, but out of habit, he stood respectfully in front of Hexianren.

He Xianren looked Tianjin Fan up and down, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he asked gloomily: "Did you tell that old turtle about the Qigong Cannon?"

"Master, I don't." Tianjin Fan shook his head.

"I have only taught Qigong Cannon to one person in my life, not even to your uncle Tao Baibai. You said you didn't leak it to that old turtle. Could it be that he is a god? He suddenly thought of the same Qigong know-how as Qigong Cannon. ?" He Xianren's face looked ugly. He put his hands behind his hands and looked up at Tianjin Rice, looking like he was about to burst into anger.

Tianjin Fan looked at his mentor in bewilderment, looking at his face that was full of folds like chicken skin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. For the first time, he felt that this face was so mean and sinister.

"...turn back and find the shore, abandon the darkness and embrace the light..."

"...You have good qualifications. It would be a pity to follow this Crane Immortal..."

Wu Tian's words echoed in his mind sentence by sentence.

"I don't know. Anyway, I didn't teach him." Tianjin Fan took a deep breath and shook his head firmly, "Master, whether you believe it or not, I really didn't."

Dumpling timidly said: "Master, Tianjin is really..."

"Shut up, do you have the right to speak?" He Xianren rudely interrupted Dumpling, who was startled and shrank behind Tianjin Fan. Hexian's face was as dark as water, and his narrow eyes were flashing with uncertain light and darkness. He didn't know what he was thinking about. At this time, the crowd around him shouted loudly. Hexianren looked back and saw Sun Wukong and Sun Wukong wearing the same martial arts uniforms on the ring. Krillin is fighting.

Tianjin Fan was also watching. He had outstanding eyesight and saw the situation on the field. He thought to himself: "Sun Wukong is giving guidance... The one named Klin is not as powerful as Sun Wukong. In terms of martial arts, In terms of experience and experience, he is far different from Sun Wukong... It’s really strange. Sun Wukong looks young, but how can he be as light as a master who has experienced hundreds of battles? "

On the ring, Sun Wukong and Klin fought vigorously, causing the audience to exclaim. However, Klin was already trying his best, but Sun Wukong seemed to be doing it with ease. He still had time to teach Klin and point him out. Various deficiencies in striking, moving, and parrying.

The result is without any suspense, Sun Wukong wins.

"Oh oh oh oh!!" When the host and referee announced the result of the game, the audience also cheered and gave warm applause.

In the hospital, Bulma was also smiling happily. Only Yamcha was still upset about Wu Tian not teaching Tianjin Fan a lesson. Tianjin Fan broke one of his legs and beat him all over. As a result, He was just lightly photographed off stage by Wu Tian, ​​which made him very unbalanced.

Thinking of "Kamesenren"'s sudden and inexplicable disgust towards him, Yamucha felt even more depressed.

"Wukong, you are too strong!" Behind, in the contestant area, Klin came back with Sun Wukong, and he said to Sun Wukong with a wry smile.

For him, his real instructor has always been his nominal senior brother Sun Wukong, so there is no psychological barrier to what happened in the ring just now, and he won't feel too embarrassed.

But Sun Wukong surprisingly didn't pay attention to him.

"Wukong?" Klin looked over strangely and found that Sun Wukong was not following him, so he looked back.

After coming down from the ring, Sun Wukong had already found a wall to lean against. He lowered his head, half-closed his eyes, folded his arms, crossed his left leg on the right side of his right foot, and his tail behind him moved restlessly from time to time... Gram Lin was surprised. After getting closer, he could clearly hear Sun Wukong's long breathing. Every breath he took was extremely slow. When he exhaled, he exhaled slowly. His eyes were half-closed. His pupils had no focus and he was not looking at anything. His fingers were holding each other. The gentle tapping on his stretched arms matched the rhythm of his slow and long breathing.

Klin realized that Sun Wukong was adjusting his state!

He also suddenly realized who Sun Wukong's next opponent would be!

"Master! Wukong! They are about to fight!" Klin's mind was buzzing and he was very excited. Especially after seeing Sun Wukong in such a serious state, he was full of anticipation. To be honest, he didn't know how powerful his master Kame Sennin was. On the contrary, he understood how powerful Sun Wukong was.

But Wukong is so serious and nervous. How strong must Master be? This time I can finally see it!

All the noise in the outside world is far away from Sun Wukong. He is calmly adjusting his emotions, muscle state, Qi state, and spiritual state, all heading towards the peak and fullest point. He knows that this is the first time. This is probably the last time that he will have the opportunity to fight his master on an equal footing, and he will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely face it with the most serious attitude!

Klin was infected by Sun Wukong and began to look for Wu Tian. "Where is the master? Will he also look forward to fighting with Wukong?" But he searched and found Wu Tian.

Outside, everyone is waiting for the finals to begin.

In the temple thousands of miles above, Shen Bic stood on the edge, looking down at the lower world. He muttered in a low voice: "He completely condensed his energy and completely restrained it, as if he was going to attack with all his strength... Who can be worthy of him?" Such a person goes all out?"

In the crowd, Master Hexian's face became more and more gloomy. He waited around for the person who didn't come to Tao Baibai, and asked Tianjin Fan: "Where is your uncle? Have you seen him?"

Tianjin Fan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Master is dead!"

"What did you say?!" Hexianren was shocked, and his face became even gloomier for a moment, "Did Sun Wukong do it? No, no, it must have been done by that old turtle, right?! Tell me honestly! , how did he kill Tao Baibai!"

Tianjin Fan said so.

"Press your palm from the top of your head and press it to the ground. The peach is gone? Was it turned into a puddle of flesh and turned into ashes?"

He Xianren felt as if he was listening to a fantasy.

And just at this moment, a loud "bang" like thunder sounded throughout the venue——

"Dear audience friends, the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament finals are about to begin! Let us welcome players Wu Tian and Sun Wukong! These two players are powerful martial arts masters. In the previous competitions, it seems that they have not yet Any opponent that appears deserves their full strength! Now the two finally meet in the finals. What kind of incredible martial arts showdown will they bring us? Will they show their true strength to each other? let us wait and see!"

The referee host with a mustache enthusiastically mobilized the atmosphere of the scene, and the effect was obvious. All the audience were obviously excited.

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it!" Bulma sat on a chair peeling an apple and looked at the TV, laughing.

Oolong muttered: "Will Sun Wukong lose? Or will that pervert...that old guy lose?"

Sun Wukong turned a deaf ear to the host's voice and was still leaning against the wall. Krillin was about to urge him to come on when a voice penetrated into Sun Wukong's mind: "Wukong, come on!"

Sun Wukong raised the corner of his mouth and suddenly opened his eyes!

Klin was startled and took a step back. When Sun Wukong left the wall he was leaning on, he made a "crackling" sound like fried beans. Sun Wukong clenched his fists and shouted in a low voice, with an explosion of emotion in his eyes. The brilliant light almost blinded Klin's eyes. Then, as if Sun Wukong had not seen Klin at all, there was a "bang" and there was an explosion. Sun Wukong turned into a parabola of white light, crossed the backstage wall, and jumped onto the competition ring in full view of everyone. .

"Wukong...did he glow just now?" Krillin jumped up on the wall and looked towards the ring.

Wu Tian was already in the ring, seemingly never leaving, waiting for Sun Wukong.

"Okay, our two players are all here. Ah, their eyes are very serious. It seems that they can see each other's true strength! So without further ado, I announce... the 21st World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament The final, Sun Wukong versus Wu Tian, ​​officially... begins!!"

"Bang~~"

There was another thunderous gong!

"Oh oh oh oh!!" cheers like waves came from the direction of the audience.

It's just that for the two people on the stage, it doesn't cause any interference at all. Now they only see each other as their opponents...

"Let me see how you slapped Tao Baibai into ashes with one palm...!!" He Xianren was hidden in the crowd, his eyes were sinister and bloodshot, staring at Wu Tian on the ring, just saying After a short moment, his expression suddenly changed color, as if he had seen the most incredible and terrifying thing in the world.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath and said seriously: "Master... I ask you not to waterproof it!"

Wu Tian sighed: "You kid, do you want to do this? You should know that this is not good for your health."

"Hehe, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Master, you don't know, to have the opportunity to compete fairly with you, I... am so excited that I don't care about so much!" Sun Wukong grinned.

Wu Tian couldn't help but smile. He moved his hands and fingers, twisted his neck, and after more than two hundred years, he once again displayed the Wu Xian style's starting position.

"What kind of starting move is that? It's not from Guesen style." In the audience, He Xianren was confused.

Under everyone's gaze, Sun Wukong also slowly made the same starting move as Wu Tian.

"Wukong, there are many people here. Try to control your energy and destructive power. Can you do it?" Wu Tiandao said.

"If Master can do it, I can do it!" Sun Wukong said simply.

"Okay! Come on! Wukong, master will teach you a lesson today!"

There was also a strange emotion in Wu Tian's heart. In the past, that young man named Wu Tian, ​​that ordinary young man who was obsessed with Dragon Balls, was of course like many young people. When he was young and ignorant, he longed and fantasized about the relationship with Sun Wukong. Duel... Ha, he smiled inwardly.