Dragon Ball: Counterattack Yamucha
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Four figures appeared on the street full of tourists.
An old man wearing sunglasses, a well-proportioned boy with long hair, and two cute little boys.
None other than Teacher Wutian, Yamcha, Wukong and Kelin.
A few people just got off the plane, and they have already arrived at the target location this time, Martial Arts Temple.
"Wow! There are so many people! Are they all here to participate in the Budokai?"
Wukong looked curiously at the people passing by, wearing all kinds of fancy clothes.
"Of course not, many of them are tourists. After all, this is the world's number one martial arts club! Country bumpkin."
Kelin smiled and laughed at Wukong's face that had never seen the world.
"Teacher Wu Tian, that should be the registration office, let's go there first."
Yamcha pointed to the entrance of Budao Temple and said.
He was still wearing a white practice uniform, with a conspicuous turtle character printed on his left chest.
Wukong and Klin couldn't wear Yamcha's long-sleeved training clothes, they felt that they were too in the way.
So I wore that very classic Guixianliu yellow practice uniform.
Gui Xianren leaned on a cane and wore a suit, sunglasses and a top hat, like an old gentleman.
"I'll make it easier for you, and you take them to sign up."
Yamcha responded, and immediately took two lovely guys, Wukong and Klin, to sign up.
Guixianren's magic mirror slipped down quietly, and after watching the three of Yamucha slip into the crowd, he walked into an empty alley with his suitcase.
"Are the two of them going too?"
The staff of Budao Temple are full of question marks, how can they participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting at such a young age.
Both Kelin and Wukong were no taller than the table, and looked like eleven or twelve-year-old children.
"Yes, we are all under the same teacher, and this time we came out to participate in the Martial Arts Association to learn from the world's masters.
Not for victory, but for practice. "
Yamcha patiently explained to the staff.
"Well, I still advise you to be careful."
The staff was not ambiguous, just asked one more question.
Seeing that they insisted on participating, they were let go.
He never imagined that these two kids would make it to the semi-finals, and one of them would even make it to the final.
Yamcha completed the entry process for the two of them, and they walked towards the hall of the finalists together.
"Where's grandpa?"
Wukong turned his head, he hadn't seen Grandpa for a long time.
"Grandpa said it was convenient for him to go, and told us to go in first."
Yamcha led the two of them to the hall of the play-in competition, and prepared to play according to the number given by the official.
He knew very well in his heart that it was not convenient for Teacher Wu Tian to go, he went to disguise himself.
Sure enough, not long after, a white-haired old man with light feet walked into the hall.
The martial arts uniform on his body is extremely simple, it looks a bit like that of a Lianjiazi.
"Yo! Isn't this Krillin!"
Several annoying voices came.
"Kelin! Didn't expect Duolin Temple to say goodbye, your courage has grown! How dare you even come to participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting?"
Those who spoke were a group of monks wearing the training clothes of Duolin Temple, all of them were eccentric and disgusting.
Crem saw these people, he remembered them.
These are his senior brothers in Duolin Temple, and he was always bullied by them.
Kelin lowered his head. He was obviously afraid of these guys. What happened in his childhood was hard for him to forget.
Yamucha stood up at this time, and he reached out to stop several monks.
"What? I want to do it!"
The monk of Duolin Temple had a bad expression on his face, he was very upset when he saw a handsome boy coming out of the way.
"You are friends of Klin, right? If you want to trouble Klin, I think you should compete in the ring.
One more step forward, and I'll let you see your own brains! "
Yamcha said lightly.
"Brat! You"
The monk was furious when he heard the words, and wanted to fight Yamcha, but was held back by his companions.
The classmate pointed to Kelin's number, he reacted and looked at the number on his body, laughed and said:
"Klin! So you want to fight me!
good!I'll let you taste my strength in a while! "
The monk headed by Duolin Temple smiled presumptuously.
"After I get rid of him, I'll come to trouble you!"
Before leaving, he still gave Yamcha a fierce look.
"Yamu Tea"
Kelin slowly raised his face, and said word by word:
"They are not my friends, they bullied me in Duolin Temple!"
After hearing this, Yamcha smiled impressively:
"Very well, you will have a chance to take revenge in a while."
"People who practice martial arts must not cause disasters for no reason."
The white-haired old man came over, Yamucha suppressed his smile, and he pretended not to know him.
"Grandpa is right, but not taking revenge is not a gentleman!"
"Hahahaha! That's right, that's right!"
Grandpa laughed.
Wukong just came down from the field at this time, he easily defeated a strong man and was shortlisted for the quarterfinals.
When I came down, I found that the old man was talking to Yamcha.
"Hi, grandpa!"
Wukong was very polite, he greeted the grandfather obediently, and bowed his head in salute.
"Well, hello kid, you all came to the Budokai together?"
The grandfather played by Teacher Wutian asked.
"Well, my name is Sun Wukong, he is Yamcha, and his name is Kelin. The three of us are all taught by the same teacher."
Wukong replied honestly.
"Well, not bad."
Grandpa gave a compliment.
Immediately afterwards, Yamcha was called to the stage, ready to start the finalists.
His opponent is a two-meter-tall giant who looks very oppressive.
"Yamcha's opponent looks formidable."
Kelin looked at the muscular man and said.
Wukong rested his chin in both hands, and said with a smile:
"I don't think Yamcha is much better than him!"
Yamucha clasped his hands together to salute, stretched out his right hand and said softly:
"Please."
The giant stepped forward and punched Yamcha flat.
But Yamcha pushed his fist away with his left hand, and immediately rolled down the ring.
The people watching the play below whispered to each other.
"Wow! It's amazing!"
"What a fart, this kid is lucky, that big tall guy must have lost his footing to fall off the ring."
"So this is ah!"
Yamucha ignored the comments of the onlookers and walked straight down the ring.
He said to Klein:
"It's your turn, don't kill yourself."
The guy from Duolin Temple has been moaning hatred since he saw Kelin, obviously this is a naive critic who has no words in his heart.
Kelin himself just didn't have confidence, as long as Kelin could defeat the person who had been bullying him before, then the shadow in his heart would be eliminated.
"watch out!"
The monk rushed forward, wanting to beat Kelin as hard as before, but he didn't expect that Kelin had already been reborn.
Kelin jumped slightly and flew over the head of the monk.
With a sudden kick, the monk of Duolin Temple was kicked directly into the ring.
"I get together!"
"Flow batch!"
"Is this kid so powerful!"
"Didn't there be a child just now, and they all wore the same clothes!"
Kelin saw that the monks who had bullied him were looking at him with fearful eyes.
For some reason, he felt much more at ease, and his thoughts were clear.
"Thank you, Yamcha."
Kelin and Yamcha touched their fists.
"It's okay, but this competition may be a bit difficult."
Yamucha looked at the old man in the arena, turned his head and said to him.
"Wukong, what do you think?"
Wukong said with a smile:
"Hee hee, actually I want to fight Yamcha again."
"There should be a chance."
Yamcha said lightly.
The old man on the ring kicked his opponent in the ass and sent him off the ring.
The four masters and apprentices won the next battle without any suspense, and they all advanced to the quarterfinals.
Two updates are completed every day! ! ! !Ask for a ticket, please! ! ! !
If there are tickets, more will be added! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
Four figures appeared on the street full of tourists.
An old man wearing sunglasses, a well-proportioned boy with long hair, and two cute little boys.
None other than Teacher Wutian, Yamcha, Wukong and Kelin.
A few people just got off the plane, and they have already arrived at the target location this time, Martial Arts Temple.
"Wow! There are so many people! Are they all here to participate in the Budokai?"
Wukong looked curiously at the people passing by, wearing all kinds of fancy clothes.
"Of course not, many of them are tourists. After all, this is the world's number one martial arts club! Country bumpkin."
Kelin smiled and laughed at Wukong's face that had never seen the world.
"Teacher Wu Tian, that should be the registration office, let's go there first."
Yamcha pointed to the entrance of Budao Temple and said.
He was still wearing a white practice uniform, with a conspicuous turtle character printed on his left chest.
Wukong and Klin couldn't wear Yamcha's long-sleeved training clothes, they felt that they were too in the way.
So I wore that very classic Guixianliu yellow practice uniform.
Gui Xianren leaned on a cane and wore a suit, sunglasses and a top hat, like an old gentleman.
"I'll make it easier for you, and you take them to sign up."
Yamcha responded, and immediately took two lovely guys, Wukong and Klin, to sign up.
Guixianren's magic mirror slipped down quietly, and after watching the three of Yamucha slip into the crowd, he walked into an empty alley with his suitcase.
"Are the two of them going too?"
The staff of Budao Temple are full of question marks, how can they participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting at such a young age.
Both Kelin and Wukong were no taller than the table, and looked like eleven or twelve-year-old children.
"Yes, we are all under the same teacher, and this time we came out to participate in the Martial Arts Association to learn from the world's masters.
Not for victory, but for practice. "
Yamcha patiently explained to the staff.
"Well, I still advise you to be careful."
The staff was not ambiguous, just asked one more question.
Seeing that they insisted on participating, they were let go.
He never imagined that these two kids would make it to the semi-finals, and one of them would even make it to the final.
Yamcha completed the entry process for the two of them, and they walked towards the hall of the finalists together.
"Where's grandpa?"
Wukong turned his head, he hadn't seen Grandpa for a long time.
"Grandpa said it was convenient for him to go, and told us to go in first."
Yamcha led the two of them to the hall of the play-in competition, and prepared to play according to the number given by the official.
He knew very well in his heart that it was not convenient for Teacher Wu Tian to go, he went to disguise himself.
Sure enough, not long after, a white-haired old man with light feet walked into the hall.
The martial arts uniform on his body is extremely simple, it looks a bit like that of a Lianjiazi.
"Yo! Isn't this Krillin!"
Several annoying voices came.
"Kelin! Didn't expect Duolin Temple to say goodbye, your courage has grown! How dare you even come to participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting?"
Those who spoke were a group of monks wearing the training clothes of Duolin Temple, all of them were eccentric and disgusting.
Crem saw these people, he remembered them.
These are his senior brothers in Duolin Temple, and he was always bullied by them.
Kelin lowered his head. He was obviously afraid of these guys. What happened in his childhood was hard for him to forget.
Yamucha stood up at this time, and he reached out to stop several monks.
"What? I want to do it!"
The monk of Duolin Temple had a bad expression on his face, he was very upset when he saw a handsome boy coming out of the way.
"You are friends of Klin, right? If you want to trouble Klin, I think you should compete in the ring.
One more step forward, and I'll let you see your own brains! "
Yamcha said lightly.
"Brat! You"
The monk was furious when he heard the words, and wanted to fight Yamcha, but was held back by his companions.
The classmate pointed to Kelin's number, he reacted and looked at the number on his body, laughed and said:
"Klin! So you want to fight me!
good!I'll let you taste my strength in a while! "
The monk headed by Duolin Temple smiled presumptuously.
"After I get rid of him, I'll come to trouble you!"
Before leaving, he still gave Yamcha a fierce look.
"Yamu Tea"
Kelin slowly raised his face, and said word by word:
"They are not my friends, they bullied me in Duolin Temple!"
After hearing this, Yamcha smiled impressively:
"Very well, you will have a chance to take revenge in a while."
"People who practice martial arts must not cause disasters for no reason."
The white-haired old man came over, Yamucha suppressed his smile, and he pretended not to know him.
"Grandpa is right, but not taking revenge is not a gentleman!"
"Hahahaha! That's right, that's right!"
Grandpa laughed.
Wukong just came down from the field at this time, he easily defeated a strong man and was shortlisted for the quarterfinals.
When I came down, I found that the old man was talking to Yamcha.
"Hi, grandpa!"
Wukong was very polite, he greeted the grandfather obediently, and bowed his head in salute.
"Well, hello kid, you all came to the Budokai together?"
The grandfather played by Teacher Wutian asked.
"Well, my name is Sun Wukong, he is Yamcha, and his name is Kelin. The three of us are all taught by the same teacher."
Wukong replied honestly.
"Well, not bad."
Grandpa gave a compliment.
Immediately afterwards, Yamcha was called to the stage, ready to start the finalists.
His opponent is a two-meter-tall giant who looks very oppressive.
"Yamcha's opponent looks formidable."
Kelin looked at the muscular man and said.
Wukong rested his chin in both hands, and said with a smile:
"I don't think Yamcha is much better than him!"
Yamucha clasped his hands together to salute, stretched out his right hand and said softly:
"Please."
The giant stepped forward and punched Yamcha flat.
But Yamcha pushed his fist away with his left hand, and immediately rolled down the ring.
The people watching the play below whispered to each other.
"Wow! It's amazing!"
"What a fart, this kid is lucky, that big tall guy must have lost his footing to fall off the ring."
"So this is ah!"
Yamucha ignored the comments of the onlookers and walked straight down the ring.
He said to Klein:
"It's your turn, don't kill yourself."
The guy from Duolin Temple has been moaning hatred since he saw Kelin, obviously this is a naive critic who has no words in his heart.
Kelin himself just didn't have confidence, as long as Kelin could defeat the person who had been bullying him before, then the shadow in his heart would be eliminated.
"watch out!"
The monk rushed forward, wanting to beat Kelin as hard as before, but he didn't expect that Kelin had already been reborn.
Kelin jumped slightly and flew over the head of the monk.
With a sudden kick, the monk of Duolin Temple was kicked directly into the ring.
"I get together!"
"Flow batch!"
"Is this kid so powerful!"
"Didn't there be a child just now, and they all wore the same clothes!"
Kelin saw that the monks who had bullied him were looking at him with fearful eyes.
For some reason, he felt much more at ease, and his thoughts were clear.
"Thank you, Yamcha."
Kelin and Yamcha touched their fists.
"It's okay, but this competition may be a bit difficult."
Yamucha looked at the old man in the arena, turned his head and said to him.
"Wukong, what do you think?"
Wukong said with a smile:
"Hee hee, actually I want to fight Yamcha again."
"There should be a chance."
Yamcha said lightly.
The old man on the ring kicked his opponent in the ass and sent him off the ring.
The four masters and apprentices won the next battle without any suspense, and they all advanced to the quarterfinals.
Two updates are completed every day! ! ! !Ask for a ticket, please! ! ! !
If there are tickets, more will be added! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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