Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

The seventh universe, Earth.

757 A.D.

Whoa, the figures of Wu and Tian appeared out of thin air in the wind.

With her hair flying, Lala looked at the arc-shaped horizon of the mainland. In the distance, there are patches of green forests, patches of hilly areas, patches of tall city buildings... The aura of the billions of beings on this earth is very different from the temperament of the humans on the earth in the sixth universe. On this point, as the Earth God of the Sixth Universe, she still has a say.

"It's very peaceful," she said. "The people on Earth here seem to have been living in peace..."

Wu Tian was also staring at the land beneath his feet. Compared to the Earth in the Sixth Universe, the Earth in the Seventh Universe was undoubtedly more similar to the Earth where he had been.

After all, among the eighteen universes built by Angelia, the seventh universe is most similar to the universe on Cavishil's side.

Lala lowered her head and looked down.

The location where she and Wu Tian were was above an island at the southern end of the mainland.

"Let's go down and have a look."

As Wu Tian spoke, his figure plummeted down, and in the blink of an eye he was floating on the ground, on the busy street of Papaya Island.

On the other side of the street is the famous Budo Temple on Papaya Island.

With Wu Tian's ability, when he was walking on the streets with endless traffic, as long as he thought, the high and low voices of the passing people could not escape his ears, and the memories of these ordinary people were like newspapers spread on the roadside. Likewise, Wu Tian can read at will by using his mind-reading skills.

"What are you going to eat today? A new store has opened over there..."

"When I get the medicine, I must make that stinky woman cry!"

"Hey, eh, did you see those legs are so white~!!"

Wu Tian had no interest in the trivial details that passers-by talked about or thought in their hearts, and only filtered the information he wanted.

At his level of consciousness, this level of information processing ability is not that difficult.

"The Great Demon King Wukong was really handsome in last year's martial arts competition... I wonder if we can see him again in the next one..."

"Where is the old gentleman who defeated Sun Wukong and won the championship in the 21st session? What a pity. I really want to see them fight again..."

Wu Tian glanced at the person whose mind he had read just now. She was a young and beautiful woman, sitting under a sun umbrella on the roadside, biting a straw out of boredom.

In this way, I took a walk on the street near Budouji Temple and sorted out the small amount of information revealed by pedestrians' conversations and the information obtained through mind reading... and I roughly understood... The 23rd Conference held at Budouji Temple last year Things related to the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament.

——Sun Wukong, the runner-up of the 20th Budokai and the champion of the 21st Budokai, easily won the 23rd Budokai championship with an undefeated streak.

——The mysterious Maginian player fought hard against Sun Wukong and called himself "The Great Demon King Piccolo". Unfortunately, the audience inside and outside the stadium knew nothing about this nickname. On the contrary, because of the Maginian player, more and more people began to call him The Sun Wukong player is the "Big Demon King".

——Maginia suffered a disastrous defeat. After all, he was unable to shake the "Big Devil"'s championship and ended up in second place.

——Klin and Tianjin Fan contributed to a wonderful and outstanding battle, which was also the longest battle in a single game of the 23rd World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament. The two finally tied for third place.

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Wu Tian was surprised that Sun Wukong participated in three martial arts conferences in succession.

But when I thought about it, it was actually normal.

As a Saiyan, Sun Wukong has a warlike element in his bones, but unlike traditional Saiyans, he is not the kind of arrogant person who says, "You're too weak, I don't want to fight you." For Sun Wukong, it is exciting to have an opponent stronger than himself, but even if the opponent is far weaker than himself, he does not refuse to fight with him. He will never look down on any opponent and is always passionate about fighting.

After all, unlike Vegeta, who originally represented a warrior who relied on strength to grow wildly, Sun Wukong is essentially a martial artist who knows how to practice himself.

When a martial artist reaches his level, he can practice even if he is alone, and he can gain something until he breaks through himself.

It is gratifying to see a strong opponent; even if the opponent is weaker, he can still learn experience from the battle. In the original work, Sun Wukong practiced alone in the underworld for seven years after his death, and still surpassed his relatives and friends in the underworld. If you can only grow by fighting opponents who are stronger than yourself...then in the beginning of the world, there will probably never be the first martial artist who surpasses himself.

call out--

Lala fell behind Wu Tian, ​​"But just like the Earth over there, everyone is so weak."

"yes,"

Wu Tian responded casually. He raised his head and looked north. In the bitter cold land in the far north, there was a person's energy.

Maginia, the Flute Demon Boy, Piccolo, the Second Demon... or in other words, Piccolo. No matter what his name is, he is still the proud and lonely Namekian.

A little further away, on the cold plateau of the northwest, there is the atmosphere of Tianjin rice and dumplings.

Wu Tian's sight shifted eastward. On the vast ocean, what was floating and undulating was Klin's energy.

They are all practicing hard. Wu Tian thought.

As for Tsurumi's anger... forget it, there is no Tsurumi on the earth here, there is only a cheap guy named Tsurumi.

And Sun Wuhan...well, the old Gohan on this earth has long been trampled to death by Sun Wukong.

I don’t know how Sun Wuhan was trampled to death by Little Wukong, who had no fighting power of 10%? Wu Tian shook his head, and continued with the "Yes" he just said: "Without Wu Xian Breathing Technique and Wu Xian Fist, it is indeed very weak, and I am afraid it will always be so weak."

Lala thought to herself, is Wu Tian going to teach the people here Wuxian breathing techniques and Wuxian boxing?

At this time, Wu Tian looked towards the direction where Wuxian Island should have been...

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boom--

A private aircraft flew over the blue sea at high speed, creating a turbulence and startling countless flying fish.

Soon, the private aircraft arrived at an isolated island ahead. After landing slowly, the hatch was opened by a woman's hand.

Bulma, who was wearing a black casual leather jacket, jumped down, pressed the button on the private aircraft shell, "BOOM", picked up the universal capsule and put it into the pocket of the leather jacket.

"This place is still so eerie..."

She took off her brown sunglasses and hung them on her collar.

All around her was a dark jungle. God knows how many ferocious beasts there were in the woods of this ghostly place that was originally a desert island! In front of the place where she landed was a hemispherical capsule portable residence. This was given to Sun Wukong personally by Bulma as a friend when Sun Wukong moved to this island on a "whim".

"Hey! Wukong, are you home?"

Bulma went over to knock on the door and rang the doorbell, but saw no response.

"Hey, it's you!"

Sun Wukong's voice sounded above his head.

Bulma found herself on the ground shrouded in a huge shadow. She stood at the door and raised her head, and immediately saw Sun Wukong flying in the air with a dinosaur as big as a hill on his back, looking down at her. Oh, by the way, in Sun Wukong's other hand, he was also carrying a very large cat, I don't know if it was a tiger or a leopard.

boom! boom!

Sun Wukong threw the two dishes of dinner to the ground, which made the ground tremble twice. He landed slowly and stood in front of Bulma.

"Why do I think you, Sun Wukong...haven't directly called me by my name for a long time?" Bulma pondered.

"Haha...how could it be possible...don't pay too much attention to this!" Sun Wukong said haha. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

He just felt weird. He was used to calling his wife Bulma, and it was difficult for him to get used to calling another woman the same name - there was always a feeling of coldness behind his back.

Sun Wukong asked: "Why are you here?"

Sure enough, you still didn't call my name, right? Bulma was suspicious, but wisely didn't ask further.

Hearing Sun Wukong ask this, she said: "What are you doing? Can't my old friend come to your house and sit down?"

"Didn't we meet him at the martial arts competition last year?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"You guys have the nerve to say that, that was all last year!" Bulma said dissatisfied, "You are carefree on this shabby island, but I am bored to death at home! My mother actually arranged it for me The target! Did she make a mistake?"

"You and Yamcha..."

As Sun Wukong spoke, he turned the door handle and was about to open the door. Suddenly, a sense of crisis tightened his heart!

"Careful!" he shouted.

At the same time, Sun Wukong glared at Bulma, and a soft but powerful force burst out from his eyes, and he bounced Bulma away.

boom! A wave of light fell from where Bulma was standing, grazing Sun Wukong's clothes and blasting a small crater on the ground.

Strange, this attack has no killing intent...Who is it?

Sun Wukong looked up and saw a little girl flying in the sky with a cold face.

"Who are you……"

When Sun Wukong was about to ask, the girl said something different and threw down two or three Qigong waves.

Whoosh whoosh! Bang bang bang!

Sun Wukong nimbly dodged and flew into the air to confront the girl.

Suddenly he noticed that the other person's eyes were shining, there was a strange rhythm in his breathing, and there was white mist lingering between his mouth and nose.

"Martial God Breathing Technique?!"

Sun Wukong was extremely surprised, but at this moment, the girl on the opposite side had already attacked.