Dragon Ball: Special Sanctions Bells

Facing Bulma's contemptuous eyes, Guixianren put away the banknotes in the hands of Xiao Wukong and Klin.

"Cough cough, Lan Fang, Lan Qi, hurry up and cook, why is it so late today." Gui Xianren stood up and began to direct Lan Fang and sisters.

The two sisters cleaned up their mood and walked towards the kitchen arm in arm.

"Ah, I haven't even started cooking yet, I'm going to starve to death!" Little Wukong's spirit suddenly weakened, and even the tail that had been wagging behind his buttocks drooped listlessly.

"I'm making you laugh, Wukong, he is not polite at all." Kelin pulled the little monkey-like Wukong aside, folded his hands together, bowed and apologized to King Quan and Bulma.

"Hahaha, it's okay, Little Wukong is very cute." Wang Quan said with a smile.

Bulma looked behind Little Wukong curiously, and asked aloud, "Is your tail real? Why did you put a tail on it?" He wondered in his heart, does this kid also understand martial arts training, and he needs to imagine that there is a tail behind him, and use the tail to control the spine to improve his skills, so he put on a fake tail to imitate it.

"What did it hit me? This is a real tail. Grandpa said that every man has a tail. Look!" Little Wukong turned his back and skillfully took off his pants, revealing his pink buttocks. At the same time, he controlled his tail to straighten, bend, swing, and make various movements.

"Wukong, what are you doing!" Krillin roared with his mouth open, and pulled up Little Wukong's pants.

"Hee hee, I'm showing them my tail. Aren't you also curious at first? Hee hee hee!" Little Wukong smiled indifferently, and tied up his belt.

"You idiot, how can you just take off your pants in front of others!" Kelin felt tired, with such a little friend by his side, it seemed that he himself was also an idiot.

"It's actually true, Quan, do you think he is a half-orc after genetic modification?" Bulma asked Wang Quan in a low voice.

"No, he's an alien." Wang Quan replied casually.

"What, aliens, do aliens really exist? How do you know he is an alien?" Bulma turned her head and looked at Wang Quan in surprise.

Even Guixianren and Kelin looked at King Quan curiously, and then at the smiling little Wukong.

"Uh, Bulma, haven't you noticed that Little Wukong is different from us." Wang Quan was thinking about how to get away with it.

He must not directly say that Xiao Wukong is not from Earth, he is a fighting nation in the universe, a naturally brutal Saiyan, and they are all executioners under the command of Frieza, the emperor of the universe.

In case Bulma asked him how he knew, how would King Quan answer, it's better not to tell others about being a time traveler, this secret should be buried in his heart.

"Tail?"

"The tail is counted. Didn't you notice that his physical fitness is different from ours? His combat power is similar to Kling's, but his physical fitness is far superior to Kling's. Even the two of us can't match him." King Quan reminded Bulma.

"Only when we are prepared and use the qi in our body can we resist bullets. If we don't use qi, bullets can still injure us and even cost us our lives. But Xiao Wukong is different. He can resist Lan Qi's machine gun fire with his body alone. He just screams in pain and doesn't suffer any injuries."

After Wang Quan finished speaking, several people belatedly looked at the smiling little Wukong.

Because everyone is not an ordinary person, they can avoid Lan Qi's machine gun fire, so they don't notice that Xiao Wukong can resist bullets with his body.

That is to say, in Dragon Ball, Guixianren is much stronger than Little Wukong, but he dare not provoke the Red Ribbon Army, because he can't be vigilant all the time, facing five numbers of firepower, as long as he is negligent, he may be shot to death.

Little Wukong is different, his body is as hard as iron, and it is impossible for ordinary firearms to bring him any danger.

Also in Dragon Ball, Klin, who has become the strongest earthling with millions of fighting power, was wounded by bullets when he was chasing bandits when he was a policeman supporting his family.

You know, with his fighting strength at that time, if he used his Qi with all his strength, he would not be in the slightest danger even if he stood at the center of the atomic bomb explosion.

Wang Quan went on to say: "There is no creature with such physical quality as him on earth, and there is no monkey with such physical quality, so he should not be a genetically modified monkey man, but an alien who came to earth from the universe."

"What, you are just guessing." Bulma said dissatisfied.

"Well, it doesn't matter whether Little Wukong is from Earth or an alien, but his physical quality is indeed terrifying. He looks like an ordinary human, but is as strong as steel." Wang Quan said and pressed his finger on Little Wukong's arm.

The feeling is exactly the same as that of the people on Earth, but when the kingship increases its power, after his skin is sunken to a certain extent, it will no longer sunk.

At this time, the power used by King Quan, in terms of combat power, was almost close to 100.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!" Little Wukong cried out in pain and moved his arm away.

Wang Quan turned around and pointed at the coconut tree with his finger, just like piercing a piece of tofu, and inserted a hole in the tree very smoothly.

"Look, the force that was used on Little Wukong's arm just now is the same as that of this finger, and Little Wukong just felt a little pain, and didn't get hurt at all."

Several people looked at the finger hole in the tree at the same time. Klin imagined that such a finger fell on his arm. He would definitely not be unharmed like Little Wukong. He might be inserted into a hole like this coconut tree.

Then he looked back at the silly little Wukong, full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Several people looked at Little Wukong and the finger holes on the coconut tree, all thinking about King Quan's guess, could Little Wukong really be an alien?

"What are you talking about, come in and eat!" Lan Fang came out of the room and said now at the door.

"Ah, can we start now? That's great." As soon as he talked about eating, Little Wukong immediately became full of energy, his small body was like a flea, and he jumped onto the dining table in the living room two or three times.

"Young people, come in and eat together!" Guixianren warmly entertained Wang Quan and the two, but his old eyes behind the sunglasses were always dangling on Bulma's chest, waist, buttocks and thighs.

"Guixianren, if you look again, don't blame me for disrespecting the old and loving the young." Wang Quan stepped forward, completely blocking Bulma behind him, kneading his hands together, making bones crack.

"My old man's only hobby is this, you kid can help me. I have to say, you have a good eye. This girl is a top-notch beauty. Her breasts, waist, buttocks, and legs are all top-notch!" Gui Xianren didn't care about the threat of King Quan at all.

"Old man, shut up!" Guixian thought he whispered, and was heard by Bulma. His body emitted white air, and his blue hair floated up. More than 400 combat power were fully released, as if a typhoon had swept through, the Guixian house began to crumble.

"Little girl, put your anger away, do you want to demolish my house? I don't dare, and I won't dare again." Gui Xianren's head was dripping with cold sweat.

When he was fighting Wang Quan, although Wang Quan had also increased his combat power to 400 points, what he improved was only the strength and speed of his fists and feet, and he didn't fully release the energy in his body, so Guixianren didn't feel much pressure.

Bulma was different at this time, with 400 combat power, he released it with all his strength, and the oppressive force caused was stronger than when he was young when he and his master faced the big devil Piccolo.

Fortunately, Bulma's aura does not have the evil feeling of Piccolo, otherwise the turtle fairy might be even more afraid.

"Hmph, Quan told me that you are a perverted old man, I don't care whether you believe it or not, but I didn't expect you to be so virtuous." Bulma also found the damage he caused, and immediately calmed down the breath in his body.

"How did the two of you cultivate? Even if you started training in the womb, it is impossible for you to have such power." Immortal Gui suddenly asked curiously.

Having been number one in the world for hundreds of years, he suddenly realized that he was not even comparable to the two young men, and Gui Xianren, who had been eating and waiting to die all this time, also felt the pressure.

"Hehe, you are a master of martial arts. I am going to ask you for advice. Let's talk after dinner." Wang Quan said with a smile.

"Okay, that's it, let's have a good chat after eating."

After the three of them walked into the room, Sister Lanfang and Little Wukong in the room were still in shock.

"Little Wang Quan, what happened outside just now, why is the whole room shaking?" Lan Fang looked at the first opening and asked Wang Quan.

"Sister Lan Fang, let me say it again, don't call me little Wang Quan, I'm already an adult." Wang Quan said helplessly.

Ever since he came here, Sister Lan Fang has been very kind to herself, but she has always treated herself as a child. Even though she now owns half of the martial arts hall, she still calls herself Little King Quan.

"Alright little Wang Quan, tell my sister quickly, what happened outside?"

"You... are Bulma. The Guixian is disrespectful. Bulma got angry and released his fighting power." Wang Quan felt that there was still a long way to go before Sister Lan Fang would stop calling him little Wang Quan.

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When Wang Quan said this, sisters Lanfang and Kelin understood, only Xiao Wukong looked around and didn't know what they were talking about.

"Come on, grandpa, my stomach is already full of hunger." Little Wukong's voice sounded.

"Okay, hahaha, dinner is served, dinner is served." Immortal Gui changed the subject in embarrassment.

Several people gathered around a huge round table, looked at the table full of food, and said at the same time: "I'm starting!"

In an instant, the dinner table became a battlefield.

Little Wukong turned into a glutton, with food all over his head and face, Wang Quan also became a ruthless rice cooking machine, and the empty plates around him were getting higher and higher. Bulma beside him looked very elegant and ladylike, but her hands were blurred like phantoms, and there were no fewer plates than Wang Quan, which also showed that she was not a weak woman who couldn't eat much like her appearance, but a real woman with nothing to eat.

Guixianren, Kelin, and Lan Qi originally thought that Xiao Wukong's eating would be embarrassing, but they didn't expect that these two people were not much worse than Xiao Wukong.

Only Lan Fang guessed, without showing the slightest surprise, and gracefully and quickly wiped out the food in front of him.

In the end, Lan Fang alone ate the food for Guixianren, Kelin, and Lan Qi. As for Little Wukong King Quan and Bulma, each of them ate food for more than a dozen people.

"Hahaha, King Quan, Bulma, you can actually eat like me, no wonder you are so strong, only when you are full will you have the strength to practice, hahaha." Little Wukong leaned on the chair, holding his big belly in both hands, and said with a smile.

"Little Wukong is right. If you want to have great strength, you must eat more, so that you can have strength." Wang Quan stood up from the chair, his body undulating slightly, and then saw his slightly protruding belly, and retracted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The same was true for Bulma. Lan Fang looked up at Wang Quan and Bulma, also left the chair, stood up, her stomach did not change as quickly as the two of Wang Quan?But within three to five minutes, the slightly protruding stomach was retracted.

"What's going on here, what are you doing, teach me, teach me! Then I can eat more!" Little Wukong ignored the discomfort in his stomach, straightened up, his eyes were full of longing?

Gui Xianren looked at this scene and thought about everything.

"Hahaha, this is the horse stance in the national art I invented. Do you want to learn it, little Wukong? I can teach you." Wang Quan said very boldly.

"Guoshu, horse stance, kid, isn't your horse stance unusual?" Gui Xianren seemed to have a flash of light on his sunglasses.

"Guimian has good eyesight, my horse gait is indeed different from ordinary horse gait." Wang Quan admitted.

"Outside the room just now, Gui Xianren, you asked me how Bulma and I practiced to be so strong. I can tell you right now that we are so strong because we practiced the national art I invented. We didn't start practicing from the womb. In fact, it has been less than half a year since I started practicing." Wang Quan said proudly.

"What, it's been less than half a year, it's impossible. Even if you use the method of destroying your body to cultivate, it's impossible for you to have such power in just half a year. You kid is lying to this old man." Immortal Gui didn't believe King Quan's words, and even lost his composure.

"Hahaha, if others are not good, it doesn't mean we are not good, and we didn't use the method of destroying the body to cultivate. On the contrary, our physical fitness is now several times stronger than ordinary people."

"That's impossible. How did you practice it? What's in that national art?" Guixian asked eagerly.

As the legendary god of martial arts, Guixianren, who has been the number one in the world for more than 200 years, has absolute confidence in the practice of martial arts. He does not believe that there are other methods of martial arts that he does not know.

"Guixianren, let me ask you, what is the role of the horse step in your Guixianliu?" Wang Quan asked.

"Of course it is to strengthen the strength of the waist and legs. Exercise the horse stance well so that you will not fall easily on the ground, and you will not make mistakes in battle. In the Guixian style, the horse stance is very important. Of course, in the genre like the Hexian style, which focuses on light movements and light fighting methods, the horse stance is no longer so important." Guixian said slowly.

"Then do you know what the horse stance is in our national art?" Wang Quan asked proudly, feeling a sense of crushing.

"Our horse stance is the foundation of Chinese martial arts. If you can't learn horse stance, it is absolutely impossible to learn Chinese martial arts. Our horse stance is only the most basic thing to increase the strength of your waist and legs. The most important thing for us is that you can use horse stance to improve your physical fitness little by little, and at the same time, you can also cultivate your mental strength. In other words, with just an ordinary horse stance, we can cultivate both our body and spirit."

"Impossible, a mere horse stance, how could it have such a big effect!" Immortal Gui couldn't believe it.

"Hehe, our horse stance is different from your horse stance. When we practice our horse stance, we must really ride a horse under our crotch..." Wang Quan didn't hide anything, and explained everything about the method of horse stance training, the key points to pay attention to, and why we should practice like this.

Following King Quan's explanation, the three Guixianren master and apprentice began to leave their chairs and imitate learning.

After Wang Quan finished speaking, Xiao Wukong's surprised voice sounded.

"Hahaha, I feel it, I feel it, my whole body is warm, hahaha, my stomach is also getting smaller." Several people looked at Xiao Wukong, and sure enough his body was rising and falling, and his stomach was not as big as before.

On the other hand, Guixianren and Kelin, although they are working hard to adjust their bodies, it is obvious that they cannot succeed in just one or three moments.

Guixian simply stopped working hard, stood up, and looked at Xiao Wukong with a look of relief.

"Little Wukong is indeed a genius in martial arts. When Xiao Wangquan taught me, I had to learn for more than half a month before I could fully stand up in the horse stance." Lan Fang looked at Xiaowukong, and at the same time, a trace of envy flashed in her eyes.

As for Kling, there was nothing left but self-pity and outright jealousy.

Why, I'm obviously smarter than Wukong, but I can't match him in cultivation. I can't run as fast as him, I can't jump as high as him, and I can't push the stone as big as him. Now even this horse stance is not as fast as little Wukong, just when Kelin was wandering.

Guixianren's voice sounded, Klin was also good, although he didn't learn it in one go like Little Wukong, but after trying a few times, he also learned it.

Guixian looked at King Quan and Bulma who had surpassed him, and then looked at his two little apprentices, and finally felt that he was getting old.