Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

[Fourth update, ask for a monthly pass! 】

[I seldom write such a big scene, I feel it is difficult to control the rhythm, um, let’s cross the river by feeling the stones, and please be more enthusiastic. 】

That night.

Outside the city of Sayuan, the former site of Wuxianliu.

This area has been directly bought by Planet Company with money, and the fruit forest at the foot of the mountain has also been transplanted away. At this time, the cold light of the stars and the moon is shining down, and there is only a little bit in the wilderness that belongs to the former Martial Arts School. architectural relics.

Behind this is the broken mountain with only half of it left.

At the beginning, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Tian knocked half of the mountain away with one palm, which was shocking.

Now the years are long, and in a blink of an eye, it has been almost 160 years.

Returning to the old place, several disciples of the Wu Xianliu who followed Wu Tian and Wu Zhao were all melancholy, thinking about others when they saw things. Among them, the big brothers really lived here, and now they see the former masters. There are only a pile of ruins left, how can you not be sad?

"Is this the place where our Martial Immortal Stream used to exist?" A younger disciple said with reddened eyes. They are the disciples of the senior brother who took the senior brother away from the mountain gate, so they have never lived here .

But when I was studying art, when the master was still there, I would always hear him talk about the days in the Wuxian Liushanmen, learning martial arts, practicing calligraphy, strengthening the body, strengthening the heart... These martial arts woven by the old man's memories The current impression has long taken root in the hearts of these young disciples.

"Heh! Ha!" Suddenly, in the ruins under the night sky, the sound of slogans sounded.

The few people were startled, stopped in place, and looked at each other.

I saw that in the desolate ruins, there were suddenly more lights and shadows wearing white martial arts uniforms, practicing martial arts and boxing neatly... Mengqidi rubbed his eyes and said, "This is..."

Crashing, the stones on the surrounding ground suddenly moved by themselves.

The houses, like going back in time, were rebuilt by themselves.The big house at the mountain gate, the training ground, the arena, and the corridor... are exactly the same as the ones that the master described when he was dying.

The lights and shadows in white martial arts uniforms passed by Monchidi and Longzhi, and every time they passed by, they would smile and pat them on the shoulders, backs, and heads: "Haha, junior brothers!", "Welcome back!", "The future of the Wuxian style depends on you!", "You must not fall into the prestige of our Wuxian style!"...

The last disciples of the Martial Immortal Style finally couldn't bear it any longer, and lowered their heads one after another. They clenched their fists tightly, and the scenes of the past flashed before their gradually blurred eyes: master, practice, complaining, curiosity, scorching sun , strong wind, heavy rain, heavy snow, persistence, bleeding, growth, joy, smile, longing, helplessness, heartache, exhaustion, numbness...

They don't want to let themselves be seen crying.

"Disciple, keep it in mind!" Suddenly, one of them knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed a few times in the direction of Wu Tian and his son who had been walking towards Duanshan.

The others also suddenly came to their senses, those lights and shadows just now were clearly hallucinations, and those words were clearly what the Patriarch said to them.The chests of several people were agitated, and they couldn't help themselves. In the dark night, they kowtowed respectfully to the main hall of Wuxian Liudaoguan that was slowly "growing tall" in front of them.

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Together with his son Wu Zhao, Wu Tian walked to the big platform of the Broken Mountain.

The phoenix also followed.

"How about it, do you still remember this place?" Wu Tian said to Phoenix with a natural expression and a smile.The phoenix landed on the stone ground, turned its head to look at the broken mountain, which was covered with silver frost, and flapped its wings.

"Just use this as a ring?" Wu Zhao asked with a smile.

Wu Tian nodded, took a light breath, the sound of all things in nature blew past his ears, and flowed through his heart...He stomped his feet on the spot!Boom!It was as if the ax of uncanny workmanship had fallen from the nine heavens and landed on the Broken Mountain here.

In the blink of an eye, countless invisible energies erupted from Wu Tian's body. Under the control of extremely terrifying spiritual power, it was like turning into hundreds of millions of small knives as thin as cicada's wings, turning Duanshan into a knife. After finishing the sculpture work to be completed, countless swords, lights and swords are intertwined in an instant...

"call!"

Wu Tian raised his hand and waved, a gust of wind centered on him and swept in all directions!

Thus, a huge square arena appeared.

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Finally came July 7th.

The much-anticipated World No. [-] Budokai Global Finals is about to begin!

Unimaginable crowds flocked to the small city of Sayuan City from all over the world.Accommodation, travel, shopping... The money flow that has continued to grow since July 7st stunned the eyes of the mayor of Sayuan City.

In the sky, there are helicopters flying around.

From Sayuan City to the competition venue outside the city, there was an endless stream of traffic and people, and as the start time of the competition approached, there were more and more people.Countless cameras have polished their lenses, countless pens are ready to move, countless journalists are full of manuscripts, and countless audiences are full of expectations...

It's finally about to start, this world's number one martial arts tournament that represents the limit of manpower, the final finals of this world competition called "Martial Arts Revival" by the media, is finally about to start!

Tao Baibai, Wulu, Purin, Pratt, Monchidi, Longzhi, Noah Lobe, Wonton... [-] super masters from the five metropolises compete against each other, what kind of sparks should they collide with?

and also……

Wutian!

Martial Immortals!

Where is he?Why hasn't he shown up yet?Does he know what everyone is guessing about his identity now?Is he a Martial Immortal?

Half an hour before the start of the game, the auditorium next to the huge arena was already packed!Dozens of cameras dangling above the audience's heads were aimed at the still empty ring...

Players lounge.Tao Baibai had a sinister smile on his face, all kinds of sinister thoughts were spinning in his head, his eyes kept sizing up and observing the other people present...

That big man who looked like a black tower was pierced through his shoulder by his hole wave, how could he be healed so quickly?Noticing Wulu's cold gaze towards him, Tao Baibai stared back without showing any weakness.

Noah Lobe sat in the corner, wiping his long knife in silence, his mind was sick!You are not allowed to bring this knife up in the competition!Clang, Noah Lobe held the handle of the knife and turned it while wiping the knife, and the sound of Jing Ge rang in Tao Baibai's ears!For a moment, Tao Baibai seemed to be able to feel the cold air of the blade sticking to the back of his neck.

Tao Baibai's heart tightened, he was secretly vigilant, and quickly glanced at the others.The two monks in Duolin Monastery are full of brains and fat intestines, so there is nothing to worry about. The pale little man named Wonton is said to be able to do some tricks?It's just a trick to think about it! ...

In the end, Tao Baibai fixed his gaze on those two people wearing white martial arts uniforms, and he looked at them for a while, but the two of them sat quietly by themselves, with calm expressions, and ignored him, calling Tao Baibai okay depressed!

"Where is the one named Wu Tian?" He suddenly remembered this incident, just now he ignored such an important person? !But just as he was about to observe and search again, a broadcast announcement sounded in the room:

"All contestants, please go to the competition arena from the contestant passage, the lottery grouping for the finals of the No. Grouping is about to start...

In an instant, all the dozen or so contestants in the room stood up, looked at each other with vigilance, calmness, nods, or indifference, and walked towards the contestant aisle one after another.

Wu Tian no longer leaned against the wall to meditate, and calmly followed behind the 11 people.He obviously stayed in the lounge casually from the beginning to the end, but from the beginning to the present, the other eleven people have subconsciously ignored him.

As soon as the 12 people walked out of the aisle, there was thunderous cheers, which sounded like mountains and seas!

"A lot of people..." Monchidi sighed, and the big brother Longzhi patted him on the shoulder, and they walked onto the ring together with the others.Tao Baibai looked at these people at the scene, was very intoxicated by the cheers, and felt ruthless in his heart, he must win the championship... But what about Wu Tian?Will you not come?

"It's him!!", "He really came!!", "Wu Xianren? Is he a Wu Xianren?" The media in the audience will not be affected by Wu Tian's spiritual magic like these contestants and ignore it. his presence.

The flashing lights formed a white ocean under the stage...

"Boom!!" With the sound of a gong, under the arrangement of the host, all the contestants began to draw lots one by one in front of countless cameras, TV broadcasts, and countless people watching.When the lottery was being drawn, Wu Tian observed the contestants in this competition with a little interest.

That pale face, could it be the ancestor of Jiaozi?

Is that swordsman named Noah Lobe the ancestor of Yaki Lobe?

"Next, Ulu contestant." The dark-skinned, oil-painted burly man stepped forward to draw lots, and Wu Tian showed a hint of a smile behind him.Heh, will there be any young people who come out of Kailin Holy Land?

And when it was Wu Tian's turn to draw lots, everyone paid more attention until the host wrote a plain "one" under his name!Number one!Wu Tian is the first to appear!

"Sure enough, Wu Tian, ​​an old man, has seen his heels..." In the hotel, Tsurumi watched the TV broadcast, floating cross-legged above the bed, and snorted coldly.

At the scene, on the ring, Tao Baibai looked at the word "two" under his name and frowned deeply, feeling bad.

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