Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"Ah, you're here?" Bulma turned around and greeted.

Seeing that most of her attention was still immersed in the experiment, Wu Tian couldn't help but smile silently. Similar to the scene before him, he had seen it with his wife Hathaway many times in the past two hundred years.

Dr. Breeves did not smoke and was operating the instrument in his hand. He casually asked Wu Tiandao: "Are you Master Wu Tian, ​​who is known as the god of martial arts? Haha, I heard that Bulma said that you helped her a lot. Thank you very much. Already..."

"I also want to thank you for your willingness to help make this device." Wu Tian said.

"Haha, is this a storage device? It's just a very simple thing." Dr. Breeves smiled, "It's just that the storage capacity requirement is a little higher, otherwise Bulma can handle it by himself. By the way, you mentioned There is no cap if the storage limit is exceeded, but what about the lower storage limit? Do you have any expectations?"

Wu Tian thought for a while and said: "Is there a lower limit of capacity? Well... there are twelve parts. Each part can store at least a hundred earths."

"A hundred earths?" Bulma asked.

"Record most of the information or intelligence about the earth, at least a hundred." Wu Tian smiled.

Bulma raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Tian in surprise, "Do you want to..."

"We still have plenty of time, so we can make it next year." Wu Tian said, "By the way, there is a guest coming to your house outside, a female doll named Pantis, Bulma, you can have a good chat with her... …”

"guest?"

"Pantis?"

Bulma and his daughter looked at each other, especially Bulma, who didn't understand what Wu Tian's words meant.

Dr. Brieves muttered: "Pantis, oh my, it's very similar to our family's name..."

After staying for a while, Wu Tian left.

After he left, Dr. Brieves said to Boomer: "Boomer, this Master Wutian is amazing. He has a kind of temperament. Even though we have never met before, when I talked to him, I actually spoke from the bottom of my heart. I am convinced. This is the demeanor of a true martial arts master. It is completely different from the masters who show off and cheat in today's society, as well as the fighting stars who are more performative."

"Of course, Dad, there are many you haven't seen before." Bulma said matter-of-factly. In just one year, the image of that wretched old man in her mind had almost faded away, leaving only Wu Tian, ​​a new man. image of. "You know, a week ago I saw him wipe out the famous Red Ribbon Army with my own eyes."

"What? Is that... the Red Ribbon Army?!"

"Yeah, that's the Red Ribbon Army."

…

The Dragon Balls made a wish once, but now they have turned into stone. If you want to summon the dragon next time, you have to wait for a year.

Wu Tian was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

Because, not only did he have to wait for the dodecahedron that Bulma and his daughter were making, but he also had to sort out the newly created "Martial God Fist" in detail, especially the static technique of the Martial God Fist, which he needed to refine. Even martial arts wizards like Sun Wukong cannot truly master it, which shows that this set of martial arts static skills is still imperfect.

"Wukong can sense the vitality and can barely call the vitality to his side, but he just can't take the vitality into his body..."

He pondered it over and over again in his mind.

Imagining and pretending to be an ordinary person who didn't understand anything, Wu Tian tried to forget all his understanding of the vitality, thereby simulating the state of Sun Wukong, Klin and others who were ignorant of the natural vitality. Sure enough, in this way, when When he tried to practice the Wushen Fist Quiet Kung Fu, the mobilization of natural vitality became much more obscure.

However, some things have long been integrated into his flesh and blood soul. Even if Wu Tian has tried his best to forget, his familiarity with the natural vitality has long been his instinct. When the practice of Wushen Fist encounters obstacles and is obscure, his The mind easily broke through the obscurity, and easily absorbed the natural vitality into the body, then mixed it with its own "qi", then refined it, and then became integrated.

He sighed.

For yourself, "can't do it" is harder than "doing it". It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Therefore, Sun Wukong and Klin mainly practiced the dynamic boxing techniques of Wushen Fist to temper their bodies and increase their Qigong. As for the static skills of Wushen Fist, of course they did not give up. Wu Tian would call the two of them to him every day. , telling them about the spiritual enlightenment about natural energy communication.

But this is not always an option.

Again, the secret of Wu Tian's creation of Wushen Fist was not created for Sun Wukong, or even for people like Klin. It is for more creations like Qiqi, Achirobe, and Dumplings. Although they have the talent and perseverance to learn martial arts, they have no potential or future.

So, more than a month later, Wu Tian no longer "started a small stove" for fellow disciples Sun Wukong and let them practice on their own.

He continued to meditate.

Late that night, in the courtyard of Xidu Buma's house, Wu Tian was sitting cross-legged in the air, closing his eyes and practicing.

In the dark night, there weren't many stars.

Only the very cold and faint moonlight fell down, covering Wu Tian's body like a gauze. He seemed like a ghost in the sky.

"Is it really okay for Master to be like this? I have never seen him sleeping in the room during this time..." Klin opened the window and saw Wu Tian sitting cross-legged in the mid-air in the courtyard not far away, and couldn't help but be speechless.

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about the martial arts fist, opened one eye, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Master, he has always been like this. I think only Master's wife has seen Master sleep peacefully like an ordinary person. scene……"

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong suddenly came up with a guess, would his master and his wife do the same thing that Bulma pulled him to do at night? He had no extra thoughts about sex, just simple associations, so he thought of his wife Bulma, his eldest son Wu Xian, his second son Wu Tian, ​​his eldest daughter Bra, and his grandfather Sun Wuhan.

The mind becomes calm and peaceful.

Sun Wukong felt the demigod light deep in his soul, and remained silent, but in the end he was not touched. He promised his master Wu Tian that he would never practice divinity that transcends boundaries in this universe. "Master... just silently deduce divinity in the depths of his consciousness every night, right? With Master's ability, it is not difficult to do two things at once. Or, in fact, he is practicing divinity in his heart all the time. When it comes to his understanding of the universe. I may miss Master less than I do." Sun Wukong thought to himself.

Master’s wife?

Klin turned around in surprise, only to find that Sun Wukong was immersed in practice. The little bald man scratched his head, not understanding what Sun Wukong meant. Does Master Wutian have a wife? He thought about it carefully and suddenly thought of his master's other name called "Turtle Immortal" by the world. He suddenly remembered that Master Wutian was a famous long-lived martial artist. The legend about Master Wutian can be traced back a hundred years. Years ago.

"Did Master Wu Tian ever have a wife... Yes, given his long life, his former wife may have passed away long ago. So he was so lustful before, because he anesthetized himself because of his wife's death? Alas! How pitiful Master!" Klin muttered in his heart, but when he thought of this, he remembered another woman. She was a woman who had been running to Bulma's house during this period. She was also brought by Wu Tian with Sun Wukong more than a month ago. The woman who came over.

"This woman named Pantis looks mysterious..."

The little bald man wandered around and lay down to sleep. He found that Sun Wukong was still meditating, and felt awe-struck. He quickly got up and sat down cross-legged, getting rid of distracting thoughts, thinking quietly, trying to sense the natural vitality, gather it, and try to incorporate it into the body. …

Another five months passed.

It's been almost half a year, and the girl named Pantis has become very familiar with Bulma and others. She is born with a cheerful and generous temperament, and she likes Bulma's temper. In addition, she is smart, witty and cunning. , and even made Bulma hate to meet him so late. Due to family conditions and his own talents, Bulma has never had many friends around him, especially female friends. It is rare to meet someone like Pantis, and naturally he gets along happily.

"Why do you practice martial arts so hard every day? You're so stupid." Pantis sat on a soft sofa under the shade of a tree, drinking a drink, looking at Sun Wukong and Klin practicing on the lawn not far away, and smiled casually. road.

Next to her was Yamcha, whose broken leg had healed.

In the past six months, Yamcha has been ogling Pantis. Fortunately, Bulma spent most of his energy on developing the dodecahedron Wu Tian needed during this period. The rest of the time was spent eating, sleeping, doing beauty care, chatting with Pantis, and communicating with Wu Tian. It passed suddenly, and he was so careless that he didn't even notice Yamcha's half-heartedness.

Hearing what Pantis said, Yamcha raised his eyebrows, put on a smile that he thought was handsome, and asked, "Don't you like boys who practice martial arts?"

"Of course, what era are you in, practicing martial arts? Are you stupid?" Pantis pursed his lips and chuckled while speaking. His eyes narrowed, forming a crescent moon, like a cunning cat. He glanced at Yamcha, "Actually, I prefer boys playing baseball. The competition of sweating for victory is very fascinating."

Yamcha was so shocked by the girl's seemingly absent-minded eyes that he was numb all over. He echoed as if he was lost in thought: "Yeah, I also think people who play baseball are more handsome... Hehe, hey hehe... "

After chatting for a while, Yamcha left. Judging from his appearance, he was probably going to secretly ponder baseball practice.

"Tch, what the hell? You're hooking up with other girls at your girlfriend's house." Seeing Yamcha leaving, Pantis grimaced angrily and said to himself: "Why did mom like this before? Where is the scumbag? In fact, Uncle Sun Wukong is very good. He is such a simple and serious boy..."

She looked at Sun Wukong who was practicing seriously over there, her eyes showed tenderness, and then determination.

"No matter what, you two can't escape from my grasp, huh..." She made up her mind and secretly clenched her fists.

"Pantis, are you there too?" Bulma's voice came, "What happened to Yamcha just now? He left in a hurry."

Pantis turned her back to Bulma, rolled her eyes, and muttered: "What else can you do? You want to pick up your daughter and me, what a beast!" She grinded her teeth, revealing two rows of pearl-like teeth. He turned around and smiled at Bulma: "I'm watching Sun Wukong practice. He's so handsome. Bulma, don't you have any idea about him? This is a potential stock!" He shook his fist and said to Bulma He winked and smiled mischievously.

"You're here again, why are you always trying to tease me and Wukong? How old is Wukong, and he doesn't understand anything." Bulma smiled.

Pantis was frustrated. She saw the look in Bulma's eyes. She really felt that way. She didn't regard the men of the same age as Sun Wukong at all. Pantis pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice: "Tsk, I don't know. Who held me and shed tears of regret..." "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what are you talking about?" Bulma was confused. Pantis shook his head and looked at the thing in Bulma's hand, "What is this...oh, is it something that Master Wutian asked you and Dr. Breeves to make?"

"Yes, I made a semi-finished product first and showed it to him. Where are the others?" Bulma said with a smile.

"Here, it's up there." Pantis pointed to the sky and saw Wu Tian sitting cross-legged about thirty meters high, unmoving. When Bulma waved his hand and called Wu Tian, ​​Pantis secretly thought to himself, "This Master Wu Tian is so scary. The way he looks at me makes me cringe every time. Can he see my true identity?" Well, let me think about it, there are still two and a half years left. He will leave after making three wishes and never come back... Hum, when he leaves, Sun Wukong, Bulma, you two can't escape from me. The palm of your hand!"

Looking at Bulma who was talking to Wu Tian, ​​Pantis curled his lips and muttered in his heart: "If we don't catch him while he is young, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net will still be alone in his thirties and forties in the end. ? You unknowingly fiddled with the time machine, aren't you secretly regretting it? Oh, you duplicitous old woman, do you still want me in the past to be born through in vitro fertilization? I don't want it!"

She clenched her fists and said, "You two CPs, I've decided to team up with you!"

For some reason, when Pantis was thinking this, he found that Wu Tian, ​​who was talking to Bulma over there, glanced at him, with a vague look in his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Pantis felt furious in his heart, secretly awe-inspiring, he shrunk his fists and head, sipped the drink obediently, and said, "Anyway, this guy Yamcha is about to break up with my mother. He is the most disgusting man." , I have to think of an idea and ask my mother to kick him quickly..."

"...Did you make one?" Wu Tian nodded, playing with the semi-finished dodecahedron that Bulma brought over in his hand. It is said to be a dodecahedron, but in fact, only "hedron" can be used now. This is a standard dodecahedron with an edge length of about 25 centimeters, and each side has a rectangular display screen of 15x10 centimeters. The rest are various buttons. Wu Tian tried to operate the only usable side at the moment, and all kinds of information about the earth suddenly appeared on the display screen, including astronomy, geography, humanities and history, and all kinds of stars, all listed one by one... Wu Tian Tian secretly nodded, tried it for a while, handed it back to Bulma, and said: "It's almost like this, but add one more button. Well, it doesn't have to be a real button with specific functions, as long as it is a structure that can be pressed."

Bulma was very smart and understood everything. She blinked and asked, "Are you going to let Shenron add additional functions to the buttons?"

"Not bad." Wu Tian nodded.

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