Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

One is 60.00% normal performance, while the other is [-]% normal performance.

What's more, there is a gap between the basic strength of the two.

A martial artist's own strength is the foundation, and the Martial Immortal Tower is the ladder to ascend to heaven!

"It's not enough. I heard that this year there will be masters from the sixth, seventh and eighth floors of the double-story tower participating. Even in the most competitive Zhongdu, it seems that there will be masters from the triple-story tower!" Rosen said solemnly.

"Three-storied tower?!" Dai Wei was taken aback, but then smiled wryly and sighed, "Isn't that right, the rewards of this year's Martial Arts Association are so rich, of course these masters won't miss it..."

"Little brother, being high or low in the Martial Immortal Pagoda is not everything for a Martial Daoist."

Behind Rosen, an old man's voice sounded, the voice was gentle and calm, and it was like a spring breeze.But Rosen and Dai Wei were shocked. They didn't even notice the movement of the old man behind them. But didn't find it at all?

Dave Rosen looked behind Rosen. Sure enough, standing behind them was an old man in an orange mandarin jacket and black trousers. He was wearing a round cap and a cat's face. A mask, but judging from the wisps of white beard exposed under the mask and his voice just now, this man must be a very old man.

"Old man, are you also here to participate in the competition? I'm sorry..." Rosen couldn't turn around conveniently, so he bowed his body and cupped his hands.

Dai Wei, who was in front of him, also saluted. This is the basic etiquette for martial arts juniors to seniors.With the example of Wu Xianliu, many martial arts sects have stricter standards for accepting apprentices, especially the issue of character and style, which is even more important.Among them, respecting elders and younger ones and respecting seniors is the most basic one.

"Hehe, I'm not. I'm here to get the number plate for my grandson." The old man with a cat face mask shook the entry card in his hand, and a laughing voice came through the mask, as if in his ears.

"Oh, then your grandson..." Dai Wei looked around the old man, but didn't find any young people practicing martial arts following him, so he curiously wanted to ask a question, but was stopped by Rosen behind him.

Rosen took a breath, looked at the old man's cat-face mask with piercing eyes, and talked eloquently:

"The old man is right. The realm of the Martial Immortal Pagoda is indeed not the only one. In this world, there are many people who have poor physical aptitude but go smoothly on the Martial Immortal Pagoda. There are also many people who are slow to enter the realm of the Martial Immortal Pagoda. But in reality, the practice of skill is making rapid progress...

"However, the juniors think that if they want to become a grand master like Mr. Sun Wufan, their own skills and the Wuxianquan on the Wuxian Pagoda are indispensable. Great role, but you must know that Mr. Sun Wufan, as a direct disciple of the legendary Martial Immortal, not only possesses peerless skill, but also left an unsurpassable record on the Martial Immortal Pagoda of the virtual earth network. His name , has been hanging far away on No.18 of the Wuxian Pagoda..."

"Hehe...you're very good, young man." The old man with the cat face mask just said that, but he didn't say anything, which made Rosen feel a little disappointed.

Seeing that the old man stopped talking, Luo Sen and the two continued to line up. While they were talking and chatting, the line had already moved forward a lot.

"What's wrong with you?" Dai Wei asked softly, turning around.

"Didn't you notice that although this old man is wearing a mask, his speech is not dull, making us sound as if he is not wearing a mask at all... This is something that can only be done with extremely advanced qigong skills. I thought I could..." Rosen whispered, shaking his head as he spoke, feeling a little regretful.

"Oh... oh!" Daiwei felt belatedly and thumped his hand.

The old man with the cat face mask shook his head behind, and walked leisurely to follow.After a long time, Dai Wei and Rosen in front finally completed the registration procedures and received their respective competition number plates.The two walked out of the queue, nodded to the old man with the cat face mask, and walked away.

"Hello, please show the registration certificate for the competition." The staff member sat behind the workbench and said politely to the old man with the cat face mask.

The old man handed it to him.

The staff took the certificates and skillfully displayed them in front of the ultra-thin laptops on their workbenches (it is worth mentioning that after the virtual earth network was officially opened, the virtual earth network company cooperated with several communication companies to use the virtual earth network His workstation is the link, and a wireless network has been set up around the world), referring to the certificate information of the old man with a cat face mask, he read while typing:

"Well, Sun, Wu, Kong... Hehe, this name is very similar to the old Mr. Sun Wuhan... Number 2003505A, um... Huh?!" He looked at the complete information on the computer screen in surprise. The photo is still old, is it actually an eight-year-old child? !

The old man wearing a cat face mask, that is, Sun Wuhan saw the surprise of the staff, and he explained: "The contestant is my grandson, he went to the bathroom, so my old man lined up for him to get a number."

"Oh..." The staff nodded, because there were still many people queuing up behind Sun Wufan. Although he was puzzled, he could only say in a hurry, "The old man's grandson is so young, he actually came to participate in the first competition in the world." One Budokai, it’s really amazing! Come on!”

As he spoke, creaking, a circular number plate was pressed into a small machine next to his laptop.

Sun Wuhan took the steaming number plate, and the number 505A was written on the front. Looking back, it was the promotional text of the No. [-] Budokai in the world. The background was a big "武" character pattern, which was very simple in design. , without losing its beauty.

"Hehe, it's okay, show him." Sun Wuhan smiled and put the number plate in his arms, and immediately got out of the queue.

Immediately from the place where the queue was taken, Sun Wuhan came to the place where the crowds of spectators entered.This place is no more crowded than the contestant area. Men calling for friends, well-dressed women, chasing and playing children, all kinds of half-orcs, ordinary people, martial arts masters, people coming and going, very lively.

Walking under a palm tree, Sun Wuhan and his little grandson made an appointment to gather here.

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"Toilet toilet toilet toilet toilet..."

Outside the venue of the Budokai, a little guy with a tail was running around holding his belly. He was wearing a sleeveless blue cloth jacket, light yellow loose trousers, black thick-soled cloth shoes, a white cloth belt and wristbands. Very plain.At this time, he was using a pair of sharp and pure eyes to turn his head around to find out where the "toilet" that grandpa called was.

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