Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

I saw that from the perspective of the king of the northern realm, Wu Tian seemed to have become a ghost in the galaxy of the universe.

He appeared on planets one after another, and walked across the entire planet with a kind of footsteps full of charm. Every step affected the vitality of the planet as a whole, like the most brilliant virtuoso plucking the strings, hum, hum, one by one Shallow fluctuations, following his actions, diverge in the dark universe.

The King of the Northern Realm was shocked in his heart: "If I hadn't studied the "Vital Energy Bullet" in particular, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see the weirdness of his current state... Has this moment finally come, Wu Tian, ​​​​you still want to become a god in the end Is it..."

Thinking of Wu Tian 300 years ago, he couldn't help but sigh.

hum~

Wu Tian's figure appeared in the dark space, surrounded by bright stars, magnificent planets, meteor showers, and bright nebulae in the distance... He walked freely, as if walking on flat ground.

Destroyer star.

Weiss took a sip of the strangely colored wine, looked at Wu Tian in the crystal ball on the top of the wand from the corner of his eye, showed interest, and said softly: "Is it going to start? Hehe...Cavihill, this Are you going to send him there next time? Yes, after all, he is someone who can awaken the "higher divinity" in this "dreary" universe..."

Glancing at Beerus, the God of Destruction sleeping soundly behind him, he shook the goblet in his hand and sighed, "Beerus..."

Beerus rolled over, scratched his ass, and muttered.

*******

"Too much, too much!"

As soon as Klin returned to the earth, he looked at Boulma with a stinky face, and said unhappily: "Isn't it because I haven't seen Wukong for two months? Are you coming back? Huh?"

Bulma pouted, squinted and asked Sun Wukong, "Is it because I dragged you from picking them up?"

Tianjin Rice, Dumplings, and Kelin looked at Monkey King.

Sun Wukong scratched his head, "Isn't it?"

Boulma kicked him angrily.

Kelin laughed and said, "Bulma, you want Wukong to tell lies, that's really hard!"

Bulma gritted her teeth and said, "I'm so mad! Sleeping on the sofa today!"

"Really?" Sun Wukong said happily, "That's great, so I can practice with Wuxian!"

"Hahahaha!" Kelin was about to burst into tears, covering his stomach with one hand and pointing at Boulma with the other, "What is this called, shooting yourself in the foot with a stone! Haha!"

Boulma rolled her eyes angrily.

Piccolo looked at the present moment coldly, and finally said: "It's a boring family drama... play it, I'm leaving!"

boom!

White light erupted from his whole body, and there was an explosion on the spot, and he had already rushed to the sky.

"Then... Wukong, Bulma, and Kelin, let's go first." Tianjin rice and dumplings also flew into the sky, gradually went away, and disappeared at the end of the white clouds.

Kelin looked at the sky, turned his head to look at No. 18, and asked, "What about you, No. 18?"

Boomer said: "What about her? You, of course you will live in our house on the 18th, and our family is big anyway—" She turned her head, "Of course, if you want to live in my parents' house like the 17th, you can also La."

After silence on the 18th, he asked, "Where's Hathaway?"

Boulma thought for a while, and said: "It should be on the island. After all, Grandpa Wutian is not there, and Grandma Hathaway probably doesn't have much interest in hanging out..." She smiled, "Don't look at them being very old, but The degree of affection is no worse than me and my Wukong~”

Clint looked at her suspiciously.

Boomer raised his eyebrows "huh?", his eyes gleamed fiercely, and Klin immediately shrank his head.

No. 18 murmured, "Is that so..."

Immediately afterwards, she left the ground with both feet, soared into the sky, recognized the direction, and turned into white light to leave.

Sun Wukong looked at No. 18 and said, "Is it going to Martial Immortal Island... She has a very good relationship with Mrs. Hathaway."

Boomer nodded.

Kelin said thoughtfully: "However, it seems that number 18 has become very strange since he learned some spells from the holy mage..."

Sun Wukong asked: "How about you Kelin? Stay and train Wuxian with me?"

Kelin thought for a while, and there was nothing wrong with him, so he agreed, "Okay, I'm also curious about your son's talent, I wonder if he can catch up with the pervert you were when you were a child!"

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "It must be much better than me."

Kelin pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "It just so happens that next year is the day of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association and the Martial Immortals Conference. Wuxian should be able to catch up..."

"Haha, maybe I can win the championship of the Budokai!" Sun Wukong smiled, looked at his wife, and asked as if asking for instructions: "Then...Bulma, me?"

Boulma waved his hand, and said angrily: "Go away! Just look at it and get angry!"

The two brothers slipped away hey hey hey.

*******

One year later.

Xidu, Sun Wukong and Bulma's house.

in the practice room.

Chi-

The door opened.

Kelin walked in wearing a white towel and carrying three bottles of drinks in his hand. His skin was rosy, and there were drops of water on his bald head. He had obviously just taken a shower.As soon as he entered, Kelin saw the blond Monkey King sitting cross-legged, looking at the little boy not far from him.

"Ahhhhhh..." The little boy clenched his fists and growled immaturely.

"Still practicing? Goku, you said that the key to Super Saiyan is anger, but what Gosen said..." Kelin smiled, "This kid doesn't have any anger, right?" He said, handing a bottle of drink to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong took it over, put it on the ground next to him, nodded and said, "Yes, if it wasn't because of Kakarot, maybe it wasn't so easy for me to break through to Super Saiyan." He frowned, "For Wuxian, It's really not that easy, this child is too simple."

Kelin took a sip of his drink and joked, "Innocence makes you more impulsive. If you lie to him, you might get angry?"

Sun Wukong seemed to be a little moved.

Kelin coughed, and hurriedly said: "Hey! Hey! What are you thinking? Do you think Bulma has skinned you? Wukong," the little bald head persuaded earnestly: "Although spiritual practice is a good thing, you can't take children Just kidding, if I were Wuxian, I would rather rely on the protection of my parents for the rest of my life than be deceived by my father just to become a super Saiyan?"

"Is that so?" Sun Wukong murmured, "Okay then, I see..."

Kelin was ashamed secretly, Wukong was naturally stupid (black), if it was really because of him, he would play a play to stimulate Wuxian, and Boulma would not be able to forgive himself if he knew it.

And over there, Sun Wuxian desperately followed his father's prompt, trying to imagine the emotion called anger.

White gaseous flames lingered around him.

"Oh!"

Sun Wuxian suddenly vented his anger, fell to the ground tiredly, gasped for breath, and wiped the sweat with his little hands.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong?" Clint asked while sipping his drink.

Sun Wukong frowned and read: "It's the breath of a Super Saiyan..."

Kelin showed joy, "Okay Wuxian, actually..."

"It's not Wuxian!" Sun Wukong looked in one direction, suddenly understood, and smiled: "So it's him! Has he finally become a Super Saiyan..."

Klin froze for a moment, frowned, sensed it, guessed it, and sighed: "Trunks is looking for you to practice, and at the same time help him, with his character and standpoint, he can successfully become a Super Saiyan It's not surprising!"

*******

Coastal cities.

The blond Lan Qi looked at Vegeta, who was erupting with golden light and flames not far away, showing an obsessive look, and murmured: "As expected of the man my old lady likes..."

Vegeta's green eyes were full of excitement and satisfaction, he clenched his fist, and whispered: "Is this the power of a Super Saiyan...it's too powerful, no wonder I can defeat Frieza! Finally, I Saiyan prince Vegeta has also become a Super Saiyan! Super Saiyan! Hahahaha!"

Pong!

He exploded forcefully, stirring up a violent whirlwind.

Lan Qi froze for a moment, almost being blown away by the strong wind, but a figure appeared in front of her, blocking the strong wind.

"How could you do this..." Trunks looked dissatisfiedly at Vegeta not far away, gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Damn! Dead Vegeta! You want to kill me!!" Lan Qi was not so good-tempered anymore, she gnashed her teeth and roared at Vegeta, shaking her fist as if she wanted to rush over and beat him up.

Trunks was taken aback, and quickly grabbed her, "Don't, don't!"

After a while, Vegeta flew over, exhaled, and his blond hair turned black, canceling the Super Saiyan status.He glanced at Trunks, and found that the other party was still in the state of Super Saiyan, winked, and asked, "Have you also learned from Monkey King?"

Trunks was startled, and quickly understood, nodded and said: "That's right. Mr. Wukong's concept of super Saiyan Dzogchen practice is excellent, and I need to keep improving." After a pause, he said coldly: " I am different from you, and there is a miserable world waiting for me to go back and save."

Vegeta snorted.

Seeing that these two people were about to quarrel again, Lan Qi hurriedly said: "You guys should stop talking, and go back to eat." Thinking of something, she said: "It just so happens that the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association and Martial Immortals Conference It's about to start again, don't you want to take part in it, Trunks?"

"The world's number one martial arts club?" Trunks's heart moved.

"Martial Immortal Conference?" Vegeta also lowered his face.