Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

"Ah, hello."

Sun Wukong greeted him, and then continued to wonder about the changes in his body—at this moment, he had discovered that his "qi" in his body was weak to an unprecedented level... Well, it can't be so unprecedented, although it is different from him. Compared with the earth-shattering aura not long ago, the aura and strength of this body are indeed a bit weaker, but he did have this kind of strength once.

But that was the first time he went out of Baozi Mountain. It was about eight years old when he followed his master Martial Immortal to participate in the No.20 World No. [-] Martial Arts Association.

I... got smaller?

Monkey King was a little dizzy, a little confused, and didn't understand the situation.

"Old Sun, what's the matter with you?" A crisp voice called Monkey King back.

Sun Wukong was slightly surprised, turned his head to look, and found that it was a girl with a purple ponytail and a sleeveless suspender top. She was young and beautiful, with traces of his familiarity in her eyes... Sun Wukong asked curiously: "Who are you?" , looks familiar."

Bulma was taken aback by Sun Wukong's reaction, and Yamcha, Oolong, and Poole also looked at each other.

"It's over, it's over." Yamucha sucked his teeth, feeling that something was wrong, squinting at his pet Poole, and asked: "Pool, you didn't cut it crookedly with the scissors, and it also broke his brain. Bar?"

Poole said, "No, Master Yamcha, I just cut off his tail!"

Oolong folded his arms, smiled slyly, leaned over to hook Sun Wukong's neck, and said in a low voice: "Then you...do you remember me?"

"I don't know." Sun Wukong only glanced at Oolong's pig's head. He no longer remembered that he had encountered such an orc pig when he was young, although he should not remember that incident... After finishing speaking , he just sat there, staring fixedly at Boulma, then turned his head to look around, and when he saw the ruined castle not far away, he vaguely remembered something, his pupils shrank, showing surprise color.

Boulma scolded: "What are you talking about!"

She got up, went to pull Sun Wukong up, and asked suspiciously: "Is it true that you can't remember anything? Maybe you just woke up suddenly and couldn't remember clearly for a while! Old Sun, think about it again..."

"You are Boulma." Sun Wukong said suddenly.

When he stood up, the coat that covered him slipped off, and he was already naked. After Bulma let go of him, Sun Wukong swayed slightly, and then stabilized. The balance is not quite suitable for...

"Hey, let me tell you that it's impossible for you to forget Miss Ben!" Boulma smiled.

Sun Wukong looked at Yamcha and Poole and said, "You are Yamcha."

Yamucha also smiled, "It seems that he remembers me too."

Oolong is not happy, why doesn't this kid remember him alone?

Sun Wukong lowered his head, his expression looked strange, as if he was trying to remember something, but also as if he was observing something, he loosened and tightened his fists, feeling the strength of his body.

Yamcha and Buma looked at each other, they both felt that Sun Wukong was a little weird after waking up...

Suddenly, Sun Wukong took a deep breath, his brows and eyes sank, and there was a burst of anger gushing out, and the whole person's momentum suddenly changed!

"Ah!" Yamcha was also a self-taught martial artist who became a half-way monk, and was instinctively shocked by Monkey King's sharp eyes suddenly, and staggered back three or two steps.

Buma was surprised, grabbed Yamcha so that he didn't fall down, and asked, "What's wrong with you..."

"Wukong, stop!"

There was a shout like a thunderbolt in the sky!

Boom boom boom, Boulma, Yamcha, Oolong, and Poole were frightened by this violent drink and fell to the ground at the same time. This violent drink was too sudden and loud, it really seemed like something happened The ten thousand thunderbolts rolled and exploded above the clear sky, one word was a thunder, and four words were uttered, making Buma and others' heads buzz.

Yamucha's face turned pale, she almost rolled her eyes and fainted, panting heavily.

Buma covered her heart, her lips were bloodless with fright, and looked up in horror, only to see a not-too-tall figure floating in mid-air in the sunlight... Buma narrowed her eyes and looked, only I feel that this figure is slightly familiar...

"Isn't this the old pervert?!" Oolong muttered in a low voice.

Then Buma suddenly remembered that it was Gui Xianren.

The person who came in time and yelled loudly was naturally Wu Tian.

When Sun Wukong just woke up, Wutian instinctively produced a telepathy in a distant place, and then followed the induction and flew all the way here, and when Sun Wukong tried to transform into a Super Saiyan, his heart skipped a beat, However, he also caught the emerging target, used teleportation to rush here immediately, and stopped Monkey King with a shout.

Monkey King really stopped and looked up at Wu Tian.

call out……

Wu Tian fell from mid-air and stood in front of Monkey King.

"Is he... really that wretched old man? It doesn't look like it!" Bu Ma stood behind Wu Tian, ​​observing him in surprise.

He no longer carries his tortoise shell, no longer wears those sunglasses, his body is not so stooped, and he is not so thin... Most importantly, the temperament on his body has really changed completely. An earth-shaking feeling!

Oolong originally wanted to ridicule Gui Xianren, but not long ago, he turned into Bulma and gave this old man a wave of benefits, so he has a psychological advantage when facing Gui Xianren, grinning Just about to speak... But Wu Tian, ​​who was looking at Sun Wukong, seemed to sense that Wulong was about to speak, so he glanced at Wulong from the corner of his eye.

It was just this one look, Oolong's body immediately froze, and he didn't dare to talk, let alone tease.

"Oops, if I accidentally said it just now, I might die!" Oolong's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Wu Tian was still looking at Sun Wukong, and he didn't seem to move his eyes. What he just saw was Oolong's own illusion...

Sun Wukong looked up.

Wu Tian looked down.

"Are you Monkey King?" Wu Tian asked.

When he came up with this question, Yamucha also felt strange. Isn’t this Sun Wukong the grandson of Sun Wufan, the proud disciple of the Guixianren? The grandson and grandson met before at the Flame Mountain of the Bull Demon King. Learned his proud stunt Kamehae Qigong on the spot!Why are you asking Sun Wukong's name instead?

Sun Wukong showed excitement, grinned and said: "You are the master!"

"I think it's really good, it's you. That's right, otherwise it would be impossible for me to have a reaction. It's only you..." Wu Tian nodded, muttering to himself, and then looked back at the blue sky above his head. A cloud of deep anger looked at the sky coldly.

Cavihill... what the hell are you going to do? !

Wu Tian lowered his head, suppressed the anger in his eyes, regained his composure, patted Sun Wukong on the head, and reprimanded: "You are crazy, and you still think your body is Bu La and Sun Wutian, how can you have such a strong foundation to make you become body? Don’t have enough accumulation, forcefully transform yourself, don’t hurt yourself!”

"Hey, I can't figure out the situation, so I just want to try it out. Is it a dream..." Monkey King scratched his head embarrassedly.

Transform?

Bra, Sun Wutian?

Buma and Yamucha held their arms and tilted their heads in the same posture, their heads were full of doubts and puzzles, they couldn't figure out what the Guixianren and Monkey King were talking about.