Dragon Ball: Special Sanctions Bells

"you're awake?"

Namu opened his eyes. He saw a strange ceiling, a soft bed that he had never felt before, and a pair of good-looking boys and girls.

"You..." The confused eyes sharpened in an instant, and he jumped off the bed with his hands, and put on a defensive posture.

"Who are you and what is this place?"

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! We are not bad people, my name is Wang Quan, this is my companion, her name is Bulma, we are all martial arts masters, we are traveling around the world, hoping to communicate with various powerful martial arts masters, so... I am really sorry to see a master like you, and I am so eager for skills." Wang Quan immediately stretched out his hands and explained to Namu.

"Ah! So that's the case. I thought you were robbers who entered the village. My name is Namu, but I'm no expert. Even if I use the secret technique to stimulate potential, I'm not your opponent." Namu said a little disappointed.

"How come, how could a beautiful girl like me become a robber?" Bulma said softly, brushing her long hair by her ear.

"Hehe..." Namu lowered his head, not daring to look at the radiant Bulma.

"Namu, do you have something on your mind? Even if I see through your punching skills during the battle, you won't lose your mind and go mad and self-mutilate." Wang Quan asked.

When Wang Quan said that his boxing skills had been seen through, Namu's expression was depressed, his eyes were dull, and the energy from his body was instantly taken away.

"Life in our village is too difficult. There is a lack of water all year round. Almost everyone is on the verge of dying of thirst. Some people have never seen clean and clear water in their entire lives.

The reason why I practice hard is to participate in the World's No. 50 Martial Arts Conference half a year later. I heard that the champion of the Martial Arts Conference will have a prize of [-] yuan.

If I can get that money, then I can use it to buy water that will keep all the villagers from thirst.

But, but, you can easily see through my boxing skills, then, in the world's number one martial arts competition, there must be someone else who can defeat me.

I bear the hope of the whole village. They provide me with all the food and water so that I can practice.If I can't become the champion, I...I..." Namu choked up a little as he spoke.

"Why do you buy water? You are the only one who lacks water. Other places have a lot of water. You can bring water back directly from other places. With the universal capsule, you can bring back a lot of water at once!" Bulma didn't understand what he was thinking.

"Water is the most expensive thing. If you don't have money, how can you do it? I won't use force to snatch it!" Namu retorted with a frown, expressing that he is a dignified martial artist.

"Water is very expensive here, but in other places, water is free?" Bulma's eyes widened. Could it be that this person doesn't even understand this.

"What, water doesn't cost money!" Na Mu's eyes were full of disbelief.

In my eyes, the most precious source of life, in other places, is actually something that does not cost money.

"Really, water in other places is really free?" Na Mu's eyes were full of longing, like a drowning person, desperately grabbing the last straw.

"We won't lie to you, Namu, we'll take you to fetch water right now." After Wang Quan finished speaking.

The three walked out of the small villa, and Bulma turned it into a capsule and put it away.

Then she threw another capsule, and a small plane appeared above the ground.

The three got on the plane, and Bulma sat in the driver's seat without hesitation.

"This is the plane. I've only heard of it, but I've never seen it." The man on the plane looked down from the window.

My own village became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a small piece of yellowish brown.

The large area below is all yellowish brown, with almost no green visible.

As time passed, green began to appear on the ground, and Namu looked down, his heart throbbing uncontrollably.

In the end, it was even more green and blue. Bulma found an open space in the air and landed the plane.

Na Mu, who walked out of the cabin, stared blankly at the huge lake in front of him.

Like sapphires, inlaid on the green earth.

Namu walked to the lake with a pious face like a pilgrimage.

Looking down at his own reflection in the water, tears suddenly flowed down his face, he knelt down by the lake, his body fell deeply, and buried his entire face in the lake.

Wang Quan and Bulma couldn't feel his emotion, but they could understand it.

But they're not here to impress themselves.

Bulma took out a few blank universal capsules, and the two of them flew to the center of the big lake with the Wukong technique, and then began to fill them with water.

Namu felt a feeling he had never had before, the coolness of the lake water covering his face.

When he couldn't hold his breath anymore and raised his head, he was surprised to find that Wang Quan and Bulma were actually floating in the middle of the lake, and at the same time the water level of the lake was slowly dropping.

Without much effort, Wang Quan and Wang Quan filled a few blank capsules with lake water, and they flew to the lake.

"Namu, who is here and in the capsule, enough for your village!" Wang Quan handed several capsules to Namu's hand.

"Thank you, thank you! I..." Namu trembled, holding a few capsules in his hand.

……

After the three returned to the village with water, all the villagers cheered.

King Quan and Bulma also became the most popular guests here.

They lived here for a few days, bringing back water for other villagers in the area.

He was warmly welcomed by everyone, and at the same time, he had a few more sparring sessions with Namu.

Wang Quan and Bulma learned Namu's ancient boxing method, and their understanding of martial arts went further. Namu also learned the use of Qi and Wukong from Wang Quan and the others. Everyone has made progress.

Later, when they met to continue fighting at the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the World, Wang Quan and Bulma left here.

"Where is next, let me see?" Wang Quan clicked on the detector's screen in the sky.

"Bulma, let's go, this combat power must be Master Wutian." Wang Quan looked at the combat power in the sea and said affirmatively.

"Teacher Wutian, isn't he from 200 years ago, how could he still be alive?" Bulma asked suspiciously.

"Hahaha, Bulma, Guixianren is a perverted old man, he can live another 100 years without any problem." Wang Quan said, and flew towards the sea.

"Old man, no way, Teacher Wutian is the god of martial arts, how could he be old man?" Bulma followed closely beside Wang Quan, asking in disbelief.

"How can I blame you, Bulma, you will understand as soon as you see him, by the way, you have to be careful, don't let him take advantage of it." King Quan reminded.

"Hmph, if he is really like what you said, my Bulma fist is not vegetarian." Bulma shook his little fist.

……

On a beautiful island, five hammocks are tied under several coconut trees.

On the five hammocks, two children were sleeping soundly, and an old man wearing sunglasses, who must have been unable to control his eyes, secretly glanced towards the other side.

On the last two hammocks lay two three girls who looked alike.

The same beautiful face, the same bumpy figure, one mature and charming, one youthful and soft.

The old man, who was secretly looking at the beautiful woman, suddenly sat up from the hammock and looked up at the distant sky.

"Teacher Wutian, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" The two beauties on the hammock noticed Gui Xianren's dignified demeanor and also sat up.

"It's so powerful, it's not good, they are here." Gui Xianren jumped off the hammock directly, looking at the sky with a solemn expression.

The two beauties also got off the hammock, looking at the sky in a state of bewilderment.

"Here we come!" A white light seemed to flash behind Guixianren's sunglasses.

Two small black dots appeared in the sky, and quickly grew in size, turning into two figures, landing here.

"Old Crane Ghost, is this one of yours?" Gui Xianren muttered to himself in a low voice.

In a blink of an eye, the two people in the sky fell to the ground.

"Kingdom, Bulma?"

"Sister Lan Fang?"

"Why are you here?" ×3
"Lan Fang, do you know them?" Gui Xianren turned to look at Lan Fang with a happy face.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​he is the one I told you about, Wang Quan, this is Bulma, and he is also a student in our boxing gym." Lan Fang introduced Gui Xianren.

"Wang Quan, Bulma, this is the god of martial arts, Teacher Wutian, and her, she is my sister, Lan Qi." Lan Fang happily held Lan Qi's hand, and said to Wang Quan and Bulma.

"Sister Lan Fang, is this your sister? She is so beautiful. Congratulations on your sister reunion." Bulma stepped forward and took Lan Fang's hand.

"Are you beautiful too?" The three women held hands and started talking as soon as they met, and they became familiar with each other immediately.

Wang Quan looked at Guixianren, who is currently the number one expert on Earth.

"You are Teacher Wutian?" A strong fighting spirit rose from Wang Quan's body.

"Ah! Hit!"

"oops!"

All of a sudden, on the hammock, the fluffy-haired child jumped up, and with sleepy eyes, he assumed a fighting posture.

At the same time, the little bald man who was sleeping next to him was awakened by him in his dream, and fell directly from the hammock.

As expected of the Saiyans of the fighting race, they have such a keen fighting instinct, Wang Quan secretly said in his heart.

"You are very strong, let's compete!" The fluffy-haired child was already fully awake, looking at King Quan who was full of fighting spirit, he was eager to try.

"Wukong, you are no match for him." Gui Xianren stretched out his arm like a bamboo pole, holding Monkey King behind him.

"Young man, your name is Wang Quan, right? Who is Crane Immortal to you?" Turtle Immortal asked suddenly.

"I don't know any Crane Immortals."

"I don't know, then who did you learn your dance skills from?"

"Dancing air technique, you mean flying, I researched it myself."

"Study it by yourself, the next generation is awesome. If Old Ghost He knows that his favorite air dance technique has been researched by a young boy, he will definitely be blown away!" Gui Xianren said to himself.

"Teacher Wutian, I want to compete with you and see the strength of the god of martial arts." Wang Quan clenched his fists, and his joints made crisp sounds.

"Okay, the old man also wants to see how strong you are as a young man." While speaking, Gui Xianren had already made a gesture of Gui Xianliu.

"Look at the punch!" Knowing that Guixianren would not take the initiative to attack, Wang Quan shot out and punched Guixianren in the face.

"What a fast speed!" Before Wang Quan's fist touched Guixianren's body, his face was already painfully blown by the fist wind.

Gui Xianren eliminated and hit Wang Quan's fist with one move, followed by a punch.

Wang Quan dodged sideways, and swept towards Guixianren's head with a whip kick.

Guixian raised his arm and took Wang Quan's leg hard.

After that, he leaned his body sideways, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and turned over to avoid Wang Quan's next attacks.

Guixianren did a few backflips, distanced himself from Wang Quan.

He took off his sunglasses, threw them away, and hung them on the hammock.

The old face became serious.

"Bulma, how did the two of you find this place? Also, you can fly. Little Wang Quan has become so powerful. It seems that I missed a lot of things." Lan Fang saw Wang Quan and Gui Xianren briefly fighting, and seemed to have the upper hand, and looked at the more handsome and handsome Wang Quan with her eyes motionless.

"Yes, sister Lanfang, during the time you left, many things happened." Bulma also wanted the royal power.

Lan Qi looked at Wang Quan curiously.

Klin, who got up from the ground, stood with Xiao Wukong.

"Kelin, Kelin, did you see that, Grandpa Guixianren and that big brother are so powerful, I can hardly see their movements clearly, I'm so excited." Little Wukong clenched his fists tightly, his eyes unblinking, for fear of missing something.

The little bald Klin opened his mouth wide at this time, and his eyes seemed to be circling continuously.

"It's terrible, it's really terrible, they are much better than the brothers in Duolin Temple." Kelin thought secretly in his heart.

"Young man, how many years have passed, and there has never been a martial artist as powerful as you. Be careful, the old man is about to use his full strength."

After a short fight, Guixian felt the power of the king, so he decided to use all his strength to see if this young man is a righteous martial artist.

After Gui Xianren finished speaking, he clenched his fists tightly, and then roared, the Qi in his body began to expand rapidly, and then began to change his body.

A skinny old man, in the blink of an eye, turned into a muscular, strong man like a bodybuilding champion.

His appearance is very similar to that transformation when Namu lost his mind.

But his changes were much greater than that of Namu, and he didn't show any signs of losing his mind.

"Start the second round!" The transformed Guixianren, like a heavily loaded tank, rushed towards King Quan with great power.

King Quan was not afraid at all, and also rushed towards Guixianren who had become a muscular man.

Rumble

With a loud noise, a circle of transparent ripples spread out from the place where the two collided.

"Be careful!" Bulma exclaimed, one in each hand, and the two Lanfang sisters were beside her.

"Ahhhh..." Little Wukong and bald Klin were not so lucky, and they rolled and flew tens of meters away.

Fortunately, here is the beach, the two got up from the ground, spit out the sand in their mouths a few times, and did not suffer any harm.

Wang Quan and Guixianren didn't care about anything else, they put all their attention on each other.

After less than a second of stalemate, the two started a fierce battle.

"Crackling, bang bang bang, bang bang bang!"

The battle has reached a fever pitch in an instant.

Wang Quan's combat power has been continuously improved, and his combat skills and experience have been completely crushed by Gui Xianren. Now his combat power is almost breaking through 400.

On the other hand, Guixianren, with a fighting power in his early [-]s, coupled with his proficient fighting skills, Wang Quan can only deal with it with twice his fighting power.

The scope of the battle between the two is also expanding, and the two moved the battlefield to the sea with a tacit understanding.

As the two kept fighting, a sand trap several meters deep appeared on the beach from time to time.

Now only Bulma can see the movements of the two. As for the Lan Fang sisters and Xiao Wukong, they can only hear the endless rumbling sound and see the dust flying on the beach.

At the end of a round of battle, Wang Quan's fighting skills improved rapidly, and Gui Xianren felt more and more strenuous.

After a violent collision, the two separated by more than ten meters and confronted each other.

It seemed that Wang Quan was miserable and was already disheveled, but his breathing was not disturbed in the slightest.

On the other hand, there was almost no trace of being attacked on Guixianren, but he was panting heavily, and in the end he couldn't even maintain his transformation, his body shrank rapidly, and he turned back to the original thin old man in the blink of an eye.

"Huh...huh...old man, old man, don't use your body!" Gui Xianren suddenly seemed to be an old man with no strength to restrain him, bent over tremblingly, tapped his lower back with his hands, and then walked slowly towards the house.

"Uh, Immortal Gui, are you not going to fight anymore?" As soon as Wang Quan entered the state, Immortal Gui stopped decisively, making him feel unfinished.

"You don't need to fight, you have already surpassed the old man, I hope you will not become a slave to power in the future." Gui Xianren turned his head and left.

Wang Quan followed immediately, and the two walked towards the room together.

"Guixianren, with my strength, I'm still far behind. It's impossible for a slave of any strength." Wang Quan said with a smile.

In the later stage of Dragon Ball, the combat power can easily reach hundreds of millions. It's just ridiculous for me to be a slave with a combat power in the early [-]s.

"Your boy is the strongest martial artist I have ever seen. It's just that the fighting skills are a bit rough, but it's not a big problem. As long as you go through a few more battles, you can quickly improve. At that time, you can use all your strength. At that time, the old man will not be able to take a few moves from you. Are you not satisfied with such a powerful force?" Gui Xianren suddenly turned to look at Wang Quan.

Wang Quan's words are very dangerous, very much like the kind of martial artist who is dedicated to power.

"Hehe!" Wang Quan chuckled.

Guixianren is the number one expert on the earth. For more than 200 years, his strength has hardly improved. Among ordinary humans, he is like a superman.

When the Saiyans invade more than ten years later, his face will definitely look good with that kind of combat power gap.