Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Tianjin Fan left in a daze, Jiaozi was very worried about his state, and followed closely.

Crane Immortal called him in the crowd, "Stop, what are you doing?!"

"Master, Master." Tianjin Fan was taken aback, out of habit, he stood respectfully in front of the Crane Immortal.

Crane Immortal looked Tianjin Fan up and down, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he asked darkly, "You told that old turtle about the Qigong Cannon?"

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

"I have only taught the qigong cannon to one person in my life, and I didn't even teach it to your uncle Tao Baibai. You said you didn't leak it to that old turtle. Could it be that he is a god? I suddenly thought of the qigong trick that is exactly the same as the qigong cannon. ?” The Immortal Crane looked very ugly, looking up at Tianjin Fan with his hands behind his back, as if he was about to erupt in anger.

Tianjin Fan stared at his mentor in a daze, looking at his goose-like wrinkled, sharp-mouthed monkey cheek face, and felt that this face was so mean and sinister for the first time.

"...Turn back to the shore, abandon the darkness and follow the light..."

"...Your aptitude is good, it's 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, "Whether you believe it or not, Master, I really didn't."

Jiaozi timidly said: "Master, Tianjin really..."

"Shut up, do you have a place to speak?" Crane Immortal interrupted Jiaozi rudely, and the latter shrank behind Tianjin Fan in shock.Crane Immortal's face was as heavy as water, his long and narrow eyes flashed with uncertain light and dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. At this moment, the crowd around him shouted loudly, and Crane Immortal looked back, and saw Monkey King and Wukong who were wearing the same martial arts uniform on the ring stage. Kling is fighting.

Tianjin Fan was also watching, his eyesight was outstanding, he saw the situation on the field, and thought: "Sun Wukong is doing a guiding battle... that one named Kelin, his strength is not comparable to that of Sun Wukong, in martial arts kung fu In terms of experience and experience, it is also far from Sun Wukong... It's really strange, Sun Wukong doesn't look very old, but why does he act like a master who has experienced many battles?"

In the arena, Sun Wukong and Klin fought vigorously, which caused exclamations from the audience, but Klin had already tried his best, while Sun Wukong seemed to be able to handle it with ease, and he still had time to teach Klin and point out his Various deficiencies in shooting, moving, and parrying.

There is no suspense in the result, Monkey King wins.

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

In the hospital, Boulma was also laughing happily, only Yamucha was still worried about Wu Tian not teaching Tianjin Fan a lesson. It was just that Wu Tian was lightly photographed offstage, which made him very unbalanced.

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

"Wukong, you are really strong!" Behind, in the contestant area, Kelin came back with Monkey King, he said to Monkey King with a wry smile.

For him, his real mentor has always been his nominal brother Sun Wukong, so he doesn't have any psychological barriers to what happened in the ring just now, and he doesn't feel ashamed.

But Sun Wukong surprisingly ignored him.

"Wukong?" Kelin looked over strangely, and found that Monkey King hadn't followed, and looked back.

After getting down from the arena, Sun Wukong had already found a wall to lean against. He lowered his head, closed his eyes half-closed, folded his arms, crossed his left foot casually on the right side of his right foot, and moved his tail restlessly from time to time... Kelin was very surprised. When he got closer, he could clearly hear Sun Wukong's long breathing. Gently tapping on the embraced arms, in line with his slow and long breathing rhythm.

Klin realized that Sun Wukong was adjusting his state!

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

"Master! Wukong! They are going to fight!" Kelin's mind was buzzing, very excited, especially after seeing Monkey King in such a serious state, he was full of anticipation.To be honest, he doesn't know how powerful his master Guixianren is, but he understands how powerful Sun Wukong is.

But Wukong is so serious and nervous, how strong is the master?Finally got to see it this time!

All the hustle and bustle of the outside world is far away from Sun Wukong. He is calmly adjusting his emotions, muscle state, qi state, and spiritual state, all moving towards the peak and fullest point. He knows that this is the first time. This time, and probably the last time, he had the opportunity to fight his master on an equal footing, and he absolutely absolutely absolutely must face it with the most serious state!

Kelin was infected by Monkey King and began to look for Wu Tian, ​​"Where is Master? Will he also look forward to fighting Wu Kong?" But after searching, he couldn't find Wu Tian.

Outside, everyone is waiting for the start of the final.

God Piccolo stood on the edge of the temple thousands of miles above, looking down at the lower realm. He whispered: "He has completely condensed and restrained his Qi, and he looks like he is going to attack with all his strength... Who is it that deserves him?" Such a person goes all out?"

Among the crowd, Immortal Crane's expression became more and more gloomy. He waited for those who would not come, and asked Tianjin Fan, "Where's your uncle? Did you see him?"

Tianjin Fan was silent for a moment, but still said: "Uncle Master is dead!"

"What did you say?!" Crane Immortal was startled, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water for a moment, "Did that Monkey King 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 it.

"Press a palm from the top of the head, and when it hits the ground, Tao Baibai is gone? Was it smashed into a puddle of meat, shaken into fly ash?"

Crane Immortal felt as if he was listening to the Arabian Nights.

And just at this moment, the entire venue resounded with a loud bang like thunder——

"Dear audience friends, the finals of the 21st World No. [-] Budokai are about to begin! Let us welcome Wutian contestants and Sun Wukong contestants! These two contestants are both powerful martial arts masters. Any opponent is worthy of their full strength! Now that the two finally meet in the final final, what kind of incredible martial arts confrontation will they bring us? Will they show their true strength to each other? let us wait and see!"

The mustache referee host 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 too!" Boulma sat on a chair, peeled an apple, looked at the TV, and laughed.

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

Monkey King turned a deaf ear to the host's voice, still leaning against the wall, Kelin was about to urge him to go on stage, a voice drilled into Monkey King's mind: "Wukong, come on!"

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth curled up, and his eyes suddenly opened!

Kelin was startled, and took a step back, only to see Sun Wukong leaving the wall against which he was leaning. At the same time, he made a sound like "crackling" roasted beans. Sun Wukong clenched his fists and drank in a low voice. Jingmang almost blinded Klin's eyes, and then, as if Sun Wukong didn't see Klin at all, there was a "bang", and there was an explosion on the spot, and Monkey King turned into a white light parabola, jumped over the backstage wall, and jumped onto the competition ring where everyone was watching .

"Wukong...was his body glowing just now?" Kelin scrambled and jumped onto the wall, looking towards the ring.

Wu Tian was already in the arena, and he never seemed to leave, waiting for Monkey King.

"Okay, our two contestants are all here, ah, their eyes are very serious, it seems that they can see the true strength of each other! So without further ado, I announce... the 21st World No. [-] Martial Arts Association The final, Sun Wukong vs. Wutian, officially... begins!!"

"Boom~~"

There was another thunderous gong!

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

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

"Let me see, how did you smash Tao Baibai into ashes with one palm...!" Crane Immortal hid in the crowd, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, staring at Wu Tian on the ring, just After a short moment, his expression suddenly changed, as if he saw the most incredible and terrifying thing in the world.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath and said earnestly: "Master... I beg you not to release water!"

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

"Hee hee, Master, you don't know, I'm... too excited to have such a fair fight with you!" Sun Wukong grinned.

Wu Tian also couldn't help showing a smile. He moved his hands and fingers, twisted his neck, and after more than 200 years, he once again performed the martial arts style.

"What kind of starting gesture is that? It's not from Guixian style." Under the stage, Crane Immortal was puzzled.

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

"Wukong, there are many people here, try to control the energy and destructive power, can you do it?" Wu Tian said.

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

"That's good! 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 Ball, was of course like so many young people, who dreamed of the relationship with Monkey King in his youth and ignorance. Dueling... Heh, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.