Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Wu Tian didn't wait for Tsurumi's answer after finishing speaking, and left under the overpass with his drawing board on his back.The phoenix like a red dove swayed around in front of Tsurumi, thinking that the wooden man was not interesting, and hurriedly flapped its small wings to catch up with Wutian.

I can drink again...

Tsurumi's expression was blank, watching Wu Tian walk away, his brows gradually frowned, and finally he stepped forward to chase after him.Following Wu Tian, ​​he avoided the traffic and people on the main road, turned around and entered a remote alley.It's really rare that there are such alleys in a modern city full of tall buildings like Xidu.

"Boss." Wu Tian entered a small shop, untied his drawing board and put it aside, and called into the shop.There are not many customers in this small shop, it seems a little deserted.The phoenix jumped onto the table in a familiar way, and Wu Tian also distributed plates and cups to it casually.

"Hey! Here we come!" There were only the boss and a cook in the shop, and the boss took care of the waiters himself.Hearing the greeting from outside, he immediately walked out from the back kitchen in white work clothes.He had recognized Wu Tian's voice for a long time, and smiled as soon as he came out, "It's still the same, I'll give you some food and drink for this bird, right?"

Wu Tian smiled: "I need to add another pair of chopsticks today." He turned his head to greet Tsurumi who was standing outside the door, and said, "What are you doing in a daze, it's time to eat."

The boss noticed Tsurumi, and said, "Hey, this is your friend? Come in, what do you want to eat?" The boss greeted them warmly and kindly.

"Eat the same food as me. People like us don't care what we eat." Wu Tian smiled casually, remembered something, and said to the boss, "By the way, please bring more bottles of vinegar." Turning around, he asked Tsurumi : "It hasn't changed after all these years, right? I remember you have a strong taste."

Tsurumi's lips moved, but in the end he only snorted, then he shook his clothes and walked in.Strange to say, a hundred years have passed, the world has changed, and people's clothing styles have long since become more modern, but Tsurumi is still wearing a rather 'retro' robe.

"Okay! Come right away!" The boss didn't say much, Wu Tian is a regular customer here, and there are few people in this shop, so the boss naturally remembers his taste preference clearly.

Wu Tian stretched out his hand and moved the phoenix's cup to a position next to him, and Tsurumi sat down opposite Wu Tian.The phoenix yelled at first, thinking that he would not be allowed to drink today, seeing that Wu Tian didn't remove the tableware, he happily changed seats again.

Tapping his fingers on the table, Wu Tian sized up Tsurumi who was sitting across from him, and said with a smile, "That's right, it's not far from what the master was back then."

With his current skill and state, he can see the depth of Tsurumi's kung fu clearly at a glance without using the "Wu Qi Art" he learned from the Yadrat star.Ren He saw that no matter how clever his method of restraining his breath was, it was impossible for him to hide from Wu Tian's gaze at such a close distance.

Hearing this, the corners of He Jian's eyes twitched, and he snorted coldly, "I've heard and seen everything."

What he said was thoughtless, but Wu Tian was only slightly startled, and then understood immediately.So he sighed softly and said: "You and I have different circumstances, there is no need to compare me with you."

If the fate of his first and second lives were completely removed, or even if his "Sharingan" was removed from the beginning, the current him... may not be better than Tsurumi .Therefore, Wu Tian may not have any condescending mentality.

After practicing for many years, searching and questioning along the way... If he can't even maintain such a peaceful state of mind, then his martial arts kung fu has really been practiced on a dog, and he is far away from the original old turtle. It's too late.

Tsurumi ignored him, sneered, and said again: "Wu Xianren... hehe, you are so proud! So majestic!"

Not to mention the "Wu Xian Ren's sound transmission" that I heard "with my own ears", but since this year, people have heard praises and praises for the "Wu Xian Ren" from all over the world. Hear the cocoon.

Wu Tian shook his head.And next to him, the phoenix on the table was already hitting the empty plate with its beak, making a crisp sound.The boss came out of the back kitchen with a large tray, and said with a wry smile: "Come on, come on, you little bird, you have a bigger temper than your master!"

Every time I come here, the phoenix gets impatient waiting for the food and drink, and will peck at the dishes to urge it. The boss was also surprised at first, thinking that this red pigeon is very spiritual, but after seeing it too much, he only thinks this bird... What a bad temper.

The boss put down the big tray, took out the meals one by one, and placed them in front of Wu Tian and Tsurumi: "Please use it slowly."

"Chirp..." The phoenix flapped its wings and looked at Wu Tian eagerly.

"Okay, you bastard, you shouldn't have been allowed to drink." Wu Tian laughed, and put some peanuts mixed with special sauce from the small shop in front of him into the plate of the phoenix, and gave it He poured a little wine into his little glass.

Immediately, the phoenix happily pecked down and knocked a peanut. After grinding the beak twice, the peanut was ground into fine foam. With its head lifted, it shook into its stomach, lowered its head to drink, and let out a muffled "cuckoo" , seems to be similar to the sound of smacking lips when ordinary people drink liquor.

Wu Tian looked at the appearance of the bird he raised, and thought it was quite funny, this little bastard seemed... to be crooked by him.Tsurumi on the opposite side didn't look at the cute and pretty bird, but stared at Wu Tian, ​​and asked in a deep voice, "Where's Piccolo?"

Wu Tian didn't raise his head, he said casually, "Kill him."

Tsurumi's expression remained unchanged, of course he wasn't surprised, or he guessed it long ago, and asked just to confirm.With the means that Wu Tian showed a year ago...it's just a mere Bick, he can be killed with a flick of a finger.

"This guy Wu Tian...how far has his skill reached? '

Tsurumi bowed his head, thinking so in his heart.This year, he has been wandering around aimlessly, and this is what he has been thinking about.What he couldn't get rid of before his eyes was the huge white palm that overturned from the sky and fell down like mountains and seas... At that time, he was obviously far away from the giant palm that fell from the sky, but he felt a feeling of "nowhere to go" from the bottom of his heart. escape' the sense of hopelessness.

"But... Piccolo's son, I stayed."

Tsurumi suddenly looked up, surprised.

Wu Tian smiled, waved his hands and said: "Haha, just kidding. It was an egg that Piccolo spit out before he died. He seemed to want to use it to be reborn. I have a premonition that the things conceived in this egg may not become Piccolo. It’s a disaster like the Great Demon King, so it’s sealed. As for how to deal with it... we’ll talk about it later.”

"A joke?" Crane saw a strange look on his face, "After living for so many years... you can still joke?"

Wu Tian took a deep look at He Jian, the smile on his face gradually subsided, he shook his head and sighed softly, poured a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.Grabbing the jug, he motioned for a moment: "Do you want to drink?"

Tsurumi curled his lips, picked up a bottle of mature vinegar in front of him, poured it into his own bowl, and ate it by himself.

Wu Tian didn't care, he drank to himself, and teased the phoenix from time to time, causing it to slap him away with its short wings in dissatisfaction. When the wine in its small cup ran out, Wu Tian would refill it for it. On, not ambiguous at all.

Tsurumi was eating, and suddenly paused, without looking up, he grabbed his chopsticks and asked, "Have you learned how to seal waves?"

"No." Wu Tian took the food and replied, "Sealing Piccolo's egg...is another method." Regarding magic, there is nothing to hide, the main thing is to explain it. It's a long story, but Wu Tian never wants to make a long story.

Tsurumi snorted secretly, unwilling to say that he was down, snorted and continued to eat.

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After drinking and eating, the two left together.

The phoenix drank a bit too much this time, and it was spinning a little while flying at low altitude, and finally lay down on Wu Tian's shoulder to hiccup, and fell asleep in a daze.

Wu Tian silently threw a spell on it. Although the main things he learned from the holy magician were the 'spiritual system', 'transformation system', and 'enchantment system', Wu Tian also has a little bit of auxiliary magic. Dabbled, but the attainments are not deep.It is not difficult to help a little bird sober up.

"What do you want to do? Instead of practicing martial arts, instead of wandering and painting?" Tsurumi and Wu Tian walked side by side to the entrance of the alley, glanced at the drawing board on Wu Tian's back, and said with a sneer.

"Who says painting is not practicing martial arts?" Wu Tian smiled casually.

He said it casually, but he made Tsurumi look a little serious, secretly thinking about the truth hidden in this sentence... This old man Wu Tian is very skillful now, Tsurumi subconsciously felt that Wu Tian What kind of martial arts mystery might be hidden in the words?

Glancing at He Jian's appearance, Wu Tian thought for a moment, Wei Wei guessed what he was thinking, couldn't help laughing, he took it seriously when he said it casually.After thinking for a while, Wu Tian untied the drawing board behind him, opened it, and took off the bottom one of the stack of drawing papers.

"Anyway, senior brother, this one... I'll give it to you." Wu Tian handed it to him, the drawing paper was rolled.

Tsurumi took it with a puzzled expression, and unfolded the drawing paper with a swipe, revealing a picture of a waterfall drawn with a carbon pen: cliffs, Bailian, deep pools, jungles... It is obviously a black and white sketch, but at first glance In an instant, Tsurumi actually had hallucinations, as if he was in the gloomy forest, before the cliff waterfall in the painting, and even heard natural movements in his ears.

He looked terrified and looked at Wu Tian, ​​both shocked and puzzled.

This painting...can really integrate the realm of martial arts into it?

"You...how far have you reached?" Tsurumi finally asked this sentence, his tone full of bitterness.

In his eyes, a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, but in the same blink of an eye, why did he not change much from before, and the old Wu Tian...had already become something that he didn't even dare to recognize. ?

Wu Tian was walking, and flicked the phoenix crawling on his shoulder with his finger. The little bird's wine had already woken up under Wu Tian's magic. shake.

Hearing Tsurumi's serious question, he thought for a while and replied, "Well... Within 200 years, I can't find a single opponent in the whole world... It's about this level."

As for whether he can stabilize Monkey King and the others after 200 years, I can't guarantee it at this time.Think about the speed at which Sun Wukong and the others are flying airplanes in the later stages of Dragon Ball. Even though they are 200 years longer than them, who can pat their chests and guarantee that they are better than them?There are so many creatures in the universe, and it has been so many years, and there is no one who surpasses Frieza, not to mention Monkey King and his Saiyan freaks who beat Frieza.

Tsurumi was clearly dissatisfied with this answer, because it was basically nonsense.Having seen the methods Wu Tian used a year ago, Tsurumi couldn't imagine that anyone in this world can still be Wu Tian's opponent, and it is estimated that there is no one who can take his blow.

But think about it... the so-called invincibility, isn't that what it is?

How else can I describe it?

The invincibility of 10, the invincibility of 100, the invincibility of 1000... Anyway, it is invincible in the world, what is the difference?

Thinking of this, Tsurumi felt even more disheartened.

Out of the alley.

Wu Tian and Tsurumi stopped on the side of the street, he asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Holding the picture of the waterfall in his hand, Tsurumi was silent for a while, then snorted, "Anyway, I won't be a picture seller like you!"

Wu Tian shook his head, just as he was about to say something, a piece of wrinkled drawing paper flew away, "I am not as good as you, so why do I need your charity?" Wu Tian raised his hand and lifted the flying drawing paper from Taking the photo back into the palm of his hand in the air, he looked up and saw the figure of Tsurumi flying up into the sky using Wukong.

Wu Tian was silent for a while, smoothed the drawing paper, and clamped it back to the bottom of the stack of drawing paper.Turning his head, he saw a little boy biting an ice cream, staring blankly at Tsurumi's direction in the air, and didn't notice the ice cream falling from the cone...

The mind force wrapped the ice cream that was about to fall to the ground, floated and put it back on the ice cream cone, Wu Tian smiled slightly, carried the drawing board on his back, walked over and patted the little boy's head, and gradually walked away.

The little boy woke up like a dream, looked left and right, then looked down at the melted ice cream in his hand, and licked a big mouthful.At this time, a fiery red 'pigeon' flew over and pecked hard at its ice cream.

The little boy was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and clapped his hands loudly to catch the nasty 'red pigeon', but the bird was too nimble, chirping strangely, and flew away in the blink of an eye.Seeing that there was a cone-shaped crater in the ice cream in his hand, the little boy thought about it with a bitter face, and continued to lick it...

The little boy's mother ran over, slapped her son's butt angrily, and blamed her: "Why are you running around? Mom has been looking for you for a long time!" The little boy ignored his mother, but raised his head and said, "Mom, I just I saw someone flying up!" He waved his hands, as if gesticulating: "It's flying so high! It's so...so high!"

Clap, the ice cream fell to the ground again.

"...What nonsense are you talking about!" Mom said helplessly, and glanced at the puddle of ice cream that was melting rapidly on the ground, ouch, it's better to slip away, it's not good to be caught and fined later.So the mother picked up her son and left in a hurry, thinking in her heart: 'A person who can fly?Oops, have you made up too many stories about Wu Xianren for your children lately... I'm starting to have hallucinations...'

The little boy pouted in his mother's arms, thinking in his heart, in the future, he must... must... I remembered that the teacher in class recently asked them what their dreams were when they grew up, dreams?The little boy glanced at the huge poster of the so-and-so audition contest hanging outside a commercial building, and thought: "When I grow up, I must hold a big competition to attract all the flying guys... umm ...Will Grandpa Wu Xianren come to participate...'

In the city, people come and go.

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