Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

When Wu Tian left, it was about the end of 770 A.D.

…

"Six years."

On Wuxian Island, in front of Jinghu Lake at the foot of Central Mountain, there is another universal capsule villa with a hemispherical architectural style.

It's a beautiful scene in the afternoon. The woods around the island in the distance are lush and green, the mirror lake is sparkling, and occasionally there are black silhouettes of flying fish splashing on the lake.

On the shore of the lake, Wu Zhao, who was wearing a white casual suit and white shirt, sighed with a golden halo above his head.

He took off his sunglasses, hung them on his collar, and held on to the back of the chair in front of him, as if he was deliberately speaking to the woman who was resting on the chair.

"You kid."

Hathaway smiled vaguely. She didn't know if she heard her son Wu Zhao's words, but she still lowered her head and turned over the books in her hands.

Six years have passed, and her temperament has become more and more distinct.

"Look, some old people become confused as they get older." Wu Zhao was deliberately young and childish to make his mother happy, "Who am I talking about? You don't want to see me get up now. "

His tone was slightly exaggerated.

"He is playful and smiling, but he has no formal appearance, and he is still in front of an official (in the underworld)."

Hathaway lowered his head and smiled lightly, turning the page as he spoke.

"If I can make you smile more, it doesn't matter if you let me wear women's clothes and tell cold jokes in front of the Lord of Hell."

Wu Zhao said with a relaxed expression.

He patted the coffee table on the grass in front of Hathaway, and a puff of white smoke appeared, revealing an extra soft chair. After sitting down, he snapped his fingers and said, "Fri, coffee."

Fri is the super AI that Hathaway built to maintain the "Virtual Earth Network" after Jarvis was transformed into the semi-mechanical life form Wu Huan by the power of the Dragon Balls of Namek. He also works part-time as the housekeeper of Wu Xian Island.

"Xingxing heard what you said. You see she doesn't want to try her best to create opportunities for you to wear women's clothes."

Hathaway smiled and shook his head.

Wu Zhao actually looked back and saw that there was no figure of Wu Xing on the grass by the lake.

"This girl Xingxing has been dragging old man Gohan around heaven and hell recently, causing trouble for me." Wu Zhao took a sip of hot coffee, "Although there are some powerful ones among those dead cosmic beings, when it comes to martial arts In terms of academic attainments, they can't keep up with that old man Sun Wufan..."

"After all, Gohan has been with your father for more than a hundred years." Hathaway said while flipping through the book. The implication is that Sun Wufan's martial arts attainments are very high, which is normal.

Wu Zhao glanced at the "Wu Ren Notes" that Hathaway was reading.

Since Wu Tian left this universe and disappeared, Hathaway has been reading this book to entertain herself when she has nothing to do.

Not long ago, Wu Zhao was chatting with the late Sun Wufan in Huangquan...

Sun Wuhan once lamented that perhaps Master Wu Xianren's most proud "disciple" was Master Hathaway. Not to mention Sun Wuhan, even Sun Wukong couldn't compare.

"Is it so mysterious? I have never seen an old lady practicing martial arts."

Wu Zhao was surprised at the time, "She just casually browsed the book written by the old man every day."

"Master's "Warrior's Notes", I don't know how many people in the world read it every day, read it every year, and ponder it all the time, but what?" Sun Wufan put a golden circle on his head and said disapprovingly, "Everyone's understanding has a certain level. Level 9. Take the combat power value as an example. Some people can reach 100 by relying on this book, while others can reach 10,000, 100,000, or 1 million. Can it be the same? It’s different."

He recalled many years ago...

In the golden light, the dragon soared into the sky on Wuxian Island, the night when Wuxian and his wife made a wish of life and death.

Perhaps it was because of this that the master's wife was influenced by her master's celestial appearance. In terms of understanding of martial arts, especially the martial arts of the "Martial Immortal", no one could match her.

"But I still haven't seen an old lady practicing martial arts! Regardless of 100,000 or 1 million, you can't just read a book and get your strength out of thin air, right?" Wu Zhao found it incredible.

Sun Wufan felt even more strange, "Aren't we talking about Master's martial arts attainments? Who said her actual 'combat power' is high?"

"Is this right?" Wu Zhao suddenly realized, "If the old lady suddenly transforms into a super soldier, I should wonder where our family's lack of interest in martial arts was inherited..."

Sun Wufan said to himself: "Perhaps the master's wife herself is not aware of this. She just thinks that she is casually reading the words written by the master..."

Wu Zhao couldn't help but fell silent after hearing this, thinking: "That's right, mom... is the person who knows dad best in the world."

When he was a child, his mother Hathaway told him interesting stories about her girlhood.

She said that I was your father's most loyal "fan". She said that when I looked at those words, I could imagine your father's mood at that time. She said that when she saw your father for the first time, she thought she had traveled to the world of Here, I traveled into the story of the painting...

"Do I seldom smile?"

Hathaway asked suddenly, keeping her eyes on the book.

Wu Zhao reacted for a while before remembering that this was in response to the topic he had just mentioned to make Hathaway smile more...

"I used to laugh a lot. The past six years since the old man ran away from home for the second time..." he said.

After hearing this, Hathaway was finally willing to look away from the book in her hand and raised her head.

"...Well, I also laugh a lot." Wu Zhao changed his mind, "It's all good."

"Haha." Hathaway smiled and shook his head, lowered his eyes again, and continued reading as if no one else was around.

Wu Zhao was sure that his mother's thinking was definitely not in the same world as others.

"So when I read this book "Warrior's Notes", isn't Mom practicing martial arts with Dad?" He found it very interesting. "Spiritual martial arts training? Ms. Hathaway, a martial arts theorist who only has top-level consciousness but no basic operations? "

"Your father must have a more compelling reason to leave this time than last time."

Hathaway said while reading.

"On the issue of Mr. Wu Tian's true thoughts, I will not argue with you, the 'Wu Tian expert'." In fact, Wu Zhao did not want to delve into this topic. He had a shadow in his childhood, so he pretended to complain, "It's just This old man can leave on his own, and he even takes that boy Wukong with him. What is he doing? It’s been six years, and this little girl Bulma must have missed Wukong."

"Don't stay here with me, I don't think your father is too evil."

Hathaway was amused by her son again and held up the book to pose for the photo.

She put down the book and said: "Don't be chauvinistic. It's not like Bulma can't survive without Wukong. Her life is not to wake up in the morning and then go to Wukong, then go to Wukong at noon, and go out to go to Wukong in the afternoon." ', 'Wukong' with good friends, watching 'Wukong', writing 'Wukong', researching 'Wukong', making 'Wukong', debugging 'Wukong', maintaining 'Wukong'... Bulma has a career and hobbies , there are many things that have nothing to do with Goku."

He raised his finger and tapped his son's forehead, "Your father will definitely come back, and of course I will miss him, but it's not to the point where he forgets to laugh over food and tea, and there's no need for it."

"That's right! Don't say bad things about me behind my back."

Behind him, Bulma's voice suddenly sounded.

Hathaway and Wu Zhao turned around and saw Bulma appearing at some unknown time. At this age, she still had the liveliness of a girl.

Behind her were Whis and Beerus.

"Haha, I'm interrupting you again, Hathaway." Weiss was very polite.

"Are there any delicacies that you haven't eaten before?" Beerus looked at Hathaway, Wu Zhao, and Bulma, the three people who were close to Wu Tian, ​​in descending order. He was obviously impatient but patiently asked. asked.

"Today I made an appointment for everyone to come to the party. Krillin, No. 17 and No. 18, and Akilobey will all come. Vegeta, Ranchi, and Durax will be picked up by Goten. I'll pick up the ascetic Tianjin Fan I left a message for him on the virtual earth network. I don’t know if he will come. By the way, I also sent an invitation to Hexianren," the woman Bulma said proudly, "I asked Wu Xian and Lala to invite him together. , he can’t beat my Wu Xian in a fight, and I’m sorry that stinky old man won’t throw it away to my big star Lala…”

"You kid, why do you have to invite Uncle He?" Wu Zhao was confused.

"I like it, I'm willing to do it, I'm happy." Bulma smiled, "What's the age? How can I be so cold-blooded? I have to be brought to the party by that smelly old man."

…

At dusk, the Jinghu Lake on Wuxian Island becomes lively.

"Klin! Who allowed you to touch my buns?"

"You can eat this bun, but I can't?"

"Want to fight? I'll chop you!"

Krillin and Aquilobe bickered with each other on a daily basis, drawing swords and causing trouble whenever they disagreed with each other. Sun Wuxian, who was already a tall, leggy, black-haired and handsome man, was there to keep things going.

"Big star, okay, you can actually invite that old man over."

"Tch, your sister's face is too big to please someone?"

Sun Wutian and Lala sat together.

The two siblings are twins, except for their hairstyle and temperament, they look alike in every aspect, a handsome boy and a beautiful girl.

"Hmph...why are you asking her? Ah? Sun Wutian, why are you asking her?"

"Just ask, forget it if you don't tell me!"

The two siblings chatted happily, and Lala teased Sun Wutian. Sun Wutian was dissatisfied, and Lala reminded: "Young man, you can have fun, but remember not to kill anyone!"

"She doesn't know how to use martial arts. I'm so ignorant..." Sun Wutian said as he came back to his senses and said speechlessly, "Bula!"

"What I mean is that our Saiyan genes should not be spread easily to others!" Bra said nonsense seriously, and suddenly burst out laughing again.

And sitting in the seat furthest away from the siblings was an old man who was incompatible with the atmosphere of the party. He was Tsurumi, the founder of the "Tsurusen-ryu" and the only famous family that could be compared with Busen-ryu. The old man has a foul face and a bad temper. The only person who can restrain this old thorn is not here after all.

"..." Tsurumi drank a small drink, looked at the strange man in green skin and white robes sitting opposite him, and raised his wine glass.

"I don't drink." Bick said coldly.

"Vegeta, I want Duratus to go to Goten and Lala's school."

"Oh, okay."

"Okay! Don't you know how expensive the tuition and miscellaneous fees are at that school? Starting tomorrow from 11 to 12 o'clock in the evening, you will have another martial arts class, do you hear me?"

"...I don't want to practice myself?"

"Don't eat it, don't eat it! You're a pig! If you don't make money, why do you want me to go back to my old job of robbing banks? Are you happy if I am caught?" The blond Lan Qi grabbed Vegeta's collar and said, UUkanshuwww.uukanshu.net said angrily.

Vegeta just looked at the table full of delicious food.

"Hey! Lan Qi!"

The blond Lan Qi patted her shoulder with a plain hand behind her. Lan Qi turned around and couldn't help but feel an itch on her nose. She said "Ah Qiu" and her blond hair instantly turned blue.

"You're welcome." Qiqi put away her feathers, nodded to Vegeta, and left gracefully.

"Ah!" Lan Qi let go of his hand and helped Vegeta smooth out the wrinkles in his clothes.

"Hey, mind your own business." Vegeta snorted coldly, then sat down to eat and drink.

Lan Qi continued Lan Qi's topic and said softly: "...We can try to find some powerful martial arts masters so that we can charge more tuition. It just so happens that the equipment at home was smashed by you again. The powerful martial arts masters It should—it should be enough for you to fight, right?"

Facing this gentle Lan Qi's pitiful gaze, could Vegeta cruelly refuse? Can? Obviously not!

He chewed a mouthful of food, wondering when the cold-blooded and cruel Saiyan prince had lost his way in life...

After the joyful night, some people did not stay on the island and dispersed.

"Where did this guy Wu Tian go?"

Under the night, Beerus was still eating. While eating, I would occasionally mutter similar questions. On this bustling earth, he couldn't find a decent person to talk to.

"Let's go! Go home for a meeting!" said the blond Lan Qi.

Vegeta glanced at Beerus with a bit of amazement and envy, and was dragged away by Lan Qi overnight - his son Duratus was allowed by Lan Qi to stay at Wu Xian Island for a night. Sun Wutian said that he would send his good friend Du La Qi tomorrow. Rattus goes home.