Dragon Ball Romance

Chapter 151 Martial Daoist Wang Chao (Two in One)

Wang Chao thinks of a storyboard in the comics where Sun Wuhan instructs Bidi Li to dance air.

It was the next scene where Videl was finally able to control the qi in her body, and after successfully suspending her body in the air, Sun Wuhan happily encouraged Videl, "Really..." Videl looked at the sky next to her speechlessly , "It's great! It's a success! Look, brother!" Sun Wutian happily flew around the sky with the newly learned air dance technique like Erha.Sun Wuhan: "..."

There is no need to doubt that Wang Chao at this moment has entered Bidili's mood...

This person compares with others, it's really fucking incomparable!
Obviously it was me first, it doesn't matter if you become Zhan Shishou, or watch Kamehae Qigong up close...

But I haven't figured out a little bit of taste here, Monkey King, how did you learn it just by looking at it casually?Wang Chao was really speechless.He really wanted to know, what kind of melon skins are on Planet Vegeta that would judge a monster like Monkey King as "garbage"?
"Master, Wukong... Has he already learned Kamehae Qigong?" He asked.

"This... I can't say it well..." Sun Wuhan also had a look of disbelief, and said with his beard, "It seems...it looks like this..."

Sun Wukong didn't notice the shock of the master and apprentice over there. He seemed a little puzzled that he couldn't emit the light waves like Sun Wuhan just now, only a flash of light and a cloud of green smoke.

Wang Chao: "Master, I feel now...you are hesitant about teaching Wukong, and you may be right..."

Son Gohan: "Hmm..."

Wang Chao said with a little dejection: "This guy Wukong...may be able to learn all your skills, Master, in a blink of an eye..."

Sun Wukong only studied with Guixianren for more than half a year before he became a teacher completely, while Kobayashi at the same time still obediently went back to Guixian's house for further studies.

On the Jialin Tower, Sun Wukong completed the practice that Guixianren completed in three years in a few days.

In the temple of the earth, Sun Wukong is quite likely to be the only human martial artist who went to the temple to study after Piccolo himself.

Sun Wukong completed the snake path that only Yama had conquered in half a year...the first one to propose and reach the full power level of a Super Saiyan...the first one to break through one after another without the pressure of a strong enemy , reaching the third of the incredible Super Saiyan...

There are too many examples of Sun Wukong's extraordinary talent.

He has never been a waste wood stream, it seems that he has always been a super genius stream.

Wang Chao suddenly felt unbelievable. When did he feel that he could compete with such a monster?Before, he seemed to have naively thought that being able to treat the other party as the pressure of his own growth?This is really the shamelessness and arrogance that traversers have always had... He was secretly ashamed.

Seeing these two people staring at him, Sun Wukong blinked, feeling a little strange.

"..." Sun Wufan and his disciples looked at each other, and continued to build the wooden house.

At night, the master and the apprentice huddled together on the small bed.

In the dark room, Sun Wuhan went to bed peacefully, and Sun Wukong was also soundly asleep. Only Wang Chao was at the end of the bed, gesturing Kamepai Qigong to the air over and over again...

On the second day, the practice continued naturally.

Run out of the mountains.

Deliver milk.

Moving bricks at the construction site.

Back to the mountain to summarize.

Wang Chao's life is fulfilling.

At the same time, he didn't stop thinking about what the answer to the question he asked Sun Wuhan was.

Sun Wuhan asked him to think on his own, so obviously this answer was figured out by himself, which would be more helpful to his own cultivation.

Wang Chao felt that if he didn't even have this bit of wisdom, it would be too shameful.

He hasn't given up the comparison with Monkey King yet.

This is exactly the fact. After realizing his shallowness and insignificance with his own eyes, Wang Chao calmed down while feeling ashamed, and truly regarded Sun Wukong as a real person, a living goal that can be chased.And now a small goal is Kamepai Qigong—or, Qi!

It's not the kind of qi that sees qi with sharp eyes.

It's the Qi of Wukong!
It is the kind of Qi of Kamepai Qigong!
Is it the qi that I can actually feel in my body...the rumored "little mouse"?Jumping around in the body?Of course, Wang Chao doesn't know what the qi in the Dragon Ball world feels like in his body, but he is full of enthusiasm and keeps looking forward to it.

A week later, nothing.

Tired to death every day, Wang Chao couldn't even notice whether his strength had improved during this kind of exercise.

But fortunately, when he is not practicing, Sun Wuhan has the same style as Gui Xianren, taking him to rest and relax as much as possible.

"You're too nervous. Wang Chao, relax a bit." In the new wooden house, on a newly made wooden bed, Sun Wufan was massaging Wang Chao's stiff and tense muscles and muscles. He sighed slightly: "You child , and no one is chasing you and forcing you, how can you make yourself so nervous? When it's time to relax, just relax."

Wang Chao was pinched so comfortably that his stiff muscles were numb.

"Master, I don't want to either. It's just that when I stop, I will feel ashamed for no reason..." Wang Chao was also speechless to himself, thinking: "This feeling of flustered... It's like not writing homework. When I was just wandering around, I subconsciously felt like I was wasting time and wasting my time..."

"Hey, let's take a nap first." Sun Wuhan sighed softly, rubbed Wang Chao's head, and massaged around his temples.

Wang Chao felt that Master's voice seemed to have a gentle magic power, and his kind face began to blur.Wang Chao hasn't opened his eyes very much this week, and at this moment, under Sun Wuhan's not so clever hypnotic technique, he soon fell asleep...

In the afternoon of this day, Wang Chao did not go to the construction site to move bricks.

Instead, I went to work in the fields...

After getting enough sleep, Sun Wufan took him to the town. Instead of going to various construction sites and working under the warm welcome of various contractors as he did this week, he found a farmer and asked Wang Chao to replace him. Farming machines, plowing the fields with bare hands... Wang Chao felt like his hands were going to be useless after a whole afternoon of tossing around!
How cruel!Guixian flow!
Whoever wants to talk about Guixianliu's relationship with Youzai Youzai, Wang Chao will bite him to death!This is ruthless, it is hell.

In the following week, Wang Chao's daily practice turned into long-distance running, milk delivery, plowing, summarization... long-distance running, milk delivery, plowing, summarization... and it started again and again, and suddenly, another week passed.

Sun Wufan has a brief summary every day and a big summary every week, and will answer Wang Chao's questions.

Of course, there are fewer and fewer questions that can be asked, because many of Wang Chao’s irregular habits have been corrected every day for the past two weeks, and he himself is extremely diligent and conscientious, and the problems he finds will never be repeated. There is no special question that needs to be asked - after all, the real question still needs to be solved by himself.And the rest of the practice is nothing more than water-milled kung fu. Instead of talking too much, it is better to practice for a while, or sleep for a while.

"Enough rest, enough practice." Sun Wuhan said to Wang Chao again and again.

Wang Chao knew that this seemed to be the purpose of Guixianliu.In the comics, Guixianren also said to Monkey King and Kobayashi.He even still remembered that the scene where Gui Xianren proposed "rest well, practice well, study hard..." seems to be the scene where the three masters and apprentices are lying in the hammock.Wang Chao was quite impressed.

In the third week of Baozi Mountain, Wang Chao’s morning practice remained the same, running and delivering milk.

But the practice in the afternoon turned back to the construction site to move bricks...

In the fourth week, the practice in the afternoon turned into unarmed plowing again...

Unlike Monkey King Xiaolin in the comics, who made rapid progress, Wang Chao did not fly as fast as Monkey King and the others after one month of cultivating the land with his bare hands, and his progress was remarkable.

Perhaps the time span is not as long as Monkey King and others, so the progress has not yet been reflected.

Or maybe...it's really the trick that I haven't figured out yet, so the rate of progress is like a snail crawling?
Wang Chao sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the dark night ahead.

Obviously, Wang Chao is not satisfied with the results of his practice for more than a month.

If he didn't intentionally compare, he didn't even realize that he was really improving.And it is precisely because he cares so much that he can clearly find that his own progress has been made, but it is too little.He doubted that if things continued like this, 12 years later, he wouldn't even be able to reach the level of Monkey King's skill in participating in the Martial Arts Association for the first time...

This is too miserable.

Wang Chao didn't dare to imagine, and at the same time, he was unwilling to accept such a bastard thing.

Dissatisfaction with the status quo, and dissatisfaction with himself, made Wang Chao quietly go away alone after today's practice, and ran to the secluded cliff here to blow some air, empty his mind, and meditate alone.

however……

Reality is not fiction.

After the trough, there must be a dawn.

Wang Chao sat alone on the edge of the cliff all night, and fell asleep at an unknown time. The cold wind blew all night, and when he woke up the next day, his head was blown!
"Woo..." He walked back one by one.

If it weren't for his stronger physique now, he might have caught a cold.The last time a cold almost killed him, Wang Chao is still in awe of the cold.

Trembling, Wang Chao rubbed his arms and went back to the wooden house.

Sun Wuhan was already waiting for him, and asked gently, "Are you back?"

Wang Chao nodded.

Sun Wuhan asked again: "Have you figured out the result?"

Wang Chao shook his head dejectedly.

There is still Sun Wukong in Sun Wufan's back basket, and Wang Chao doesn't know how long it will be before this kid can go down to the ground to run with them and practice together.At that time, Monkey King will probably surpass himself at a speed that he can't understand at all, and leave him, a dull traveler, far behind...

"Let's go." Sun Wuhan's voice was still there, but he had already run away first.

"Hey!" Wang Chao responded and hurriedly followed.

Shouting slogans, Wang Chao has basically adapted to the unique running rhythm of Guixianliu, and he has indeed discovered that after running for the same distance, it seems that if he runs according to the rhythm of Guixianliu led by Sun Wuhan, his body will be a little easier.The way I ran before, I really lost too much energy in the process.

After delivering the milk, I ate lunch in the town with the money Sun Wufan saved from Wang Chao's part-time job.

"No lunch break is allowed today," Sun Wu said to Wang Chao after eating, "Go to the construction site in the afternoon, and after dinner in the evening, go to the farm to help."

Wang Chao was startled: "Huh?"

Who can stand this?
Sun Wukong ate half full, was put into the basket by Sun Wufan, and took him away.

Wang Chao hurriedly followed.

After today's tossing, Wang Chao was so tired that he was going to die!

The rest time was deducted, and after moving the bricks on the construction site, he actually had to work overtime at night, and went to the fields to plow the land with his bare hands!Wang Chao felt that it was a miracle that he could return to Baozi Mountain alive.

He wanted to ask Sun Wuhan why, but Sun Wuhan didn't seem to have any intention of explaining, so he went to rest after returning home.

Wang Chao felt something was unusual, he ran over and knocked the quiet Monkey King on the back of the head three times, and said brokenly: "Wukong, Wukong, what do you mean by your grandfather? It's so difficult to play riddles..." But , This also aroused his competitive spirit, Wang Chao decided not to beg for mercy and admit defeat.

Therefore, for the next five consecutive days, Wang Chao carried out such super-intensive practice.

No rest!

Practice hard day and night!
After five or six days, Wang Chao spent every day in torment, and the muscles on his body seemed to be in a state of being torn every day.

In the beginning, he was still free and continued to think about martial arts, but later, he had no more energy to spare, and fell asleep when he got home, exhausted to the extreme.

In the past few days, Wang Chao can be said to have lived like a ghost.

So on the seventh day, I finally collapsed from exhaustion.

This morning, Wang Chao didn't get up again...of course he didn't hang up, but he was exhausted, his whole body was in pain, and he didn't even have the strength to get up and roll out of bed.

Sun Wuhan seemed to have expected such a thing a long time ago, so he didn't call him in the future this morning.

Wang Chao just lay dead on the wooden bed for a whole day.

Wang Chao stared at the ceiling of the wooden house, the pain in his body tore his nerves, and the rare leisure made it difficult for him to devote himself to thinking.

torture!
It's really torture!

Wang Chao vomited blood in his heart.

Sun Wufan fed him three meals a day.

Wang Chao wanted to ask Master several times, what's going on?We were not like this at the beginning...Master, you think I don't like what you say, and I disappear by myself...Of course, this is naturally a silly joke in Wang Chao's heart.Sun Wufan's abnormal arrangement is obviously using such a method to force Wang Chao to comprehend the truth that Wang Chao needs to comprehend.

"Master, I have always had a doubt. What is the difference between the practice of martial artists and the fitness methods in those urban gyms? I heard that those powerful fighters who participate in the league are far stronger than ordinary fighters. Human... But I have only heard rumors that martial artists have qigong, but I have never heard of any powerful fighter who can use qigong. Now everyone thinks that qigong is a deceptive thing..."

At that time, I asked myself so.

"Is this a question, Master thinks, you should practice for a period of time first, and during this period of time, slowly experience, what is the difference from your previous training feeling? Perhaps, you can figure out the answer yourself. .”

Master Son Gohan answered in this way.

Wang Chao, who had spent a whole day in the wooden house, had replayed this question and answer in his heart hundreds of times.

But nothing.

The next day, Wang Chao was finally able to take some action—this description actually made Wang Chao feel like a disabled person!Damn it.

He followed his master Sun Wufan out.

Monkey King was placed in Sun Wufan's back basket, and Wang Chao was not asked to run. The master and apprentice just took a walk in this way, and finished the road they practiced every morning.

By the time we reached the small town, it was already lunch time.

Naturally, the milk cannot be delivered, and they have already delivered it.Besides, with Wang Chao's current state, let alone Pie delivering milk, lifting a box of milk could break his waist...

In the afternoon, Monkey King, Wang Chao, and Monkey King wandered around the town all day.

Back at the wooden house in the mountain, Wang Chao was alone in a daze, thinking about his own thoughts. Sun Wufan didn't bother his disciples, and only went to tease his little grandson when he had nothing to do.

Under the condition of extremely injured body, Wang Chao took four full days to recover before recovering.

He cultivated for four days, and also pondered for four days.

Think in pain.

Only with personal pain can we ask ourselves.

This morning.

"Are you ready?" Son Gohan asked warmly.

Wang Chao simply moved his body, let out a breath, and nodded slightly.

Sun Wuhan smiled and asked, "So, what do you think?"

Wang Chao's eyes were clear and bright. After pursing his lips tightly, he said softly, "This will be confirmed after today, Master."

Sun Wuhan smiled brighter, grabbed his gray beard and nodded straight: "Very well, then come back today, Master will ask you again."

The three set off and began to resume their practice life.

Wang Chao continued to follow Sun Wuhan, but he was already able to jog.His health has improved greatly.

"Torture... the life of the past few days... and the five or six days before that, it seems to be a hellish life, that is not practice at all, it is simply self-torture..."

Wang Chao thought about it for four days during his cultivation and came to this conclusion.

He jogged, feeling every tired muscle in his body.

As soon as Wang Chao looked up, he saw Sun Wukong squatting in Sun Wufan's back basket, blinking his eyes, looking at him who was jogging behind him.

……

"No need? You said you don't plan to enter the 'spiritual time room' again?!"

"Yep!"

"Why, you can still go in for a whole day!"

"In there, even if you don't do anything, it's very strenuous for your body! I'd better rest adequately."

"Hmph... Even Kakarot finally can't stand the harsh environment of that house?"

"Perhaps... But, if you force yourself to exercise, it will only increase your hard work. That's not cultivation."

……

Wang Chao once again carried the milk crate and followed Sun Wufan to deliver it everywhere.

After lunch, the master and apprentice took a short break.

Wang Chao ushered in the long-lost lunch break—of course, the situation of doing corpses at home is not counted.

In the wild, two netted hammocks made of rope are tied between several trees.

Sun Wufan sleeps with Sun Wukong in his arms, and Wang Chao sleeps with the other.

"Let's rest for a while." Sun Wuhan laughed and patted the little grandson in his arms who habitually began to doze off.

Wang Chao took a deep breath and smiled calmly.

"Exercise well and rest well."

He read a sentence.

The profound meaning of Guixianliu and the true meaning of martial arts seem to be hidden in every bit of practice, and it is readily available, but I didn't find it.

In the afternoon, Wang Chao, who was full of vigor, looked like a human-shaped bulldozer, and was flying in the cultivated land with his bare hands!
"Da da da da da da~~~~"

Sun Wufan hugged Sun Wukong and watched on the ridge of the field. When he heard Wang Chao planing at high speed, he was still in the mood to yell strange slogans.

"Hehe..." The old man felt that this disciple really understood the so-called martial arts, the true meaning of so-called practice.Sun Wuhan was relieved, lowered his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sighed softly with a smile: "This man is old, I can't be ruthless..." A few days ago, he deliberately squeezed Wang Chao, making him exceed the limit every day. When practicing under load, don't mention how unbearable you are behind your back.

In the evening, Baozi Mountain, on the edge of the cliff.

Luoxia and Lonely Bird fly together.

Twilight is beautiful.

Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded: "Gui... Pai... Qi..."

As if accumulating strength, after three syllables, a ball of light suddenly lit up on the edge of the cliff.

The light was so intense, so blazing.

Wang Chao rubbed the ball of heat gushing out of his body in his hands, and condensed into a ball of white qigong between the palms of his waist, his heart agitated uncontrollably.

"Exercise well and rest well." Wang Chao turned to talk about today's comprehension, "The biggest difference between so-called martial artists and those fighters and bodybuilders is that they know how to adjust themselves. Martial arts, in essence, is to perfectly control the body and mind The knowledge of the situation. It is the law of nature, not the path of savage oppression that violates the laws of the human body. Follow your heart and forge ahead... A martial artist must be able to keep himself in the best state forever. Enjoy life and practice. Master ,Right?"

He glanced to the side, and Master Sun Wuhan nodded in satisfaction.

"--achievement!!"

Wang Chao's chest cleared, he raised his voice and shouted, he pushed the Kamepai Qigong in both palms forward, and a straight beam of light shot out immediately, rushing obliquely upwards to the sky.

"Oh~!"

Sun Wukong clapped his hands in the basket and shouted happily.

(End of this chapter)