Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

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ps: There is an error in the previous article. In the semi-finals battle, there should be only four people competing, only two games... It has been corrected. I failed in mathematics, and there is indeed a reason.

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Hathaway poured tea for Wu Tian and Tsurumi respectively. The water line drew a beautiful arc and stopped when the cup was full. Not a drop leaked out of the cup.

Tsurumi glanced at this woman... whom he should call "sister-in-law".

"Anyway...I am also the wife of the 'Martial Immortal'." Hathaway smiled slightly. Although she was not interested in practicing martial arts, she had lived a long life and had done more of some things (love). , and naturally you become proficient.

Wu Tian took a sip of tea and continued to look at the picture on the air screen.

The second game of the semi-finals has begun. Piccolo, who is dressed in white robe, faces the little bald Krillin in white martial arts uniform.

"There are six scars on the forehead. This Krillin...is from Duolin Temple?" Tsurumi was also drinking tea, but felt that the tea was slightly bitter. He put down the cup and looked at the screen. Although Dorin Temple is not the only place in the world where monks exist, the first thing Tsurumi thought of was Dorin Temple.

Wu Tian said calmly: "It's just because I have some friendship with Duolin Temple."

Tsurumi was thoughtful, remembering the past when the two of them threw the rice cooker seal of Demon King Piccolo into the valley, and on their way back to Tai Dou Mountain, they passed by Dolin Mountain and parted ways at the foot of the mountain. At that time, when he was traveling around the world, Wu Tian seemed to have gone to Duolin Temple.

It was also at that time that the "Top Ryu" was divided into... the Wusen Ryu and the Kakusen Ryu.

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"Not bad, my kung fu has improved!" Piccolo sneered and used words to attack the opponent.

After dozens of rounds of testing with Klin, the two temporarily stepped away to take a short rest.

"You're not bad either!" Klin retorted, but his expression was solemn. This guy Piccolo... is really scary. I haven't seen him for a while, but his skills have improved again. A big chunk.

"It needs to be taken away..." In the lounge, Sun Wukong looked at the broadcast on the big screen, frowning and whispered. But when he looked at Piccolo, who was confronting Klin in the ring, the guy forgot about Klin's situation, and instead looked forward to his fight with Piccolo, and became excited for no reason.

Tianjin Fan opened his eyes, and three eyes focused on Sun Wukong's back. His gaze is different from the arrogant (yin) bird of prey that was tempered by Tao Baibai in the original work, but has a calm and silent temperament. It seems that Tsurumi wants to distinguish between Tianjin Fan and Wutian's disciple Sun Wukong. Next, I really put a lot of effort into this disciple of the Sanmu Clan.

The next game is our duel.

Sun Wukong, I will not lose.

As long as... you use 'that move', you have absolutely no chance of winning.

After closing his eyes again, Tianjin Fan said silently in his heart that he was not interested in the fight between Krillin and Piccolo.

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Take a deep breath.

As a last resort, Klin had no choice but to start taking off the wrist guard on his right hand.

"Ha, are we going to start attacking with all our strength!" Piccolo saw his action of taking off his wrist guard. At first, he seemed to remember some unbearable past events. A burst of anger appeared on his green face, and then he quickly pressed (emotion) )Xu, sneered with a stern voice.

Klin threw away his wrist guard and felt relaxed all over.

"Aren't you going to take off the weight on your body?" The little bald head twisted his neck, shook his wrist, turned his toes, and stretched his muscles. He found that Piccolo didn't seem to take off his cloak and head at all. With the meaning, I can't help but be surprised.

"There is no need to fight you." Piccolo sneered, and he slowly raised his hand, "Thanks to the book written by that old man your master, I have received countless inspirations and my skills have greatly improved. ...This time, I will defeat you and Sun Wukong."

He was underestimated... Klin let out a very calm breath, took a step forward, slid his arms, made a hand gesture, and faced Piccolo calmly.

"Hey, hey, hey, this...can't really be that boy Klin, right?" In the audience, there were several bald men wearing Duolin Temple monk robes. One of them looked at the big broadcast screen nearest to them in surprise. The picture shows a close-up of Klin's upper body.

"Really? I thought he was the guy with the same name!" Another monk exclaimed.

Whoosh!

In the picture, Piccolo and Krillin's eyes widened at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already fighting. After taking off the weights, Klin, and Piccolo, who was wearing the weights and letting go of his hands and feet, the two's combat effectiveness has been greatly improved compared to before. Their tricks, fists and palms interlocking process, if there is no high-speed What the camera captures is already invisible to normal viewers.

"Come on! Krillin!"

"Don't lose!"

The audience cheered, and the atmosphere was very heated. They all knew that Klin was Sun Wukong's fellow disciple, and they both learned martial arts from Wu Xianren together.

The monks at Duolin Temple seemed very guilty in this atmosphere.

One of the bald heads thought that he was one of the people who often bullied Klin, and he couldn't help but thought in his heart: "Klin, Klin, since you have escaped from the temple, you are lucky enough to worship the Martial Immortal." Under the sect... please don’t cause trouble to us anymore... but please don’t..."

Can't beat it!

Look at Klin's hands in the ring now... All the monks who had bullied Klin were trembling.

"Junior brother, let's go back first..."

The other party is now the disciple of Wuxianren. If the old immortal is unhappy and stretches out his fingers, he can wipe out their entire Duolin Temple from the face of the earth. I'm afraid it won't be too difficult... The bald heads think more and more. It's scary. In fact, Klin has forgotten about them a long time ago.

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"This Piccolo..." Tsurumi squinted and observed Piccolo's moves on the screen. Seeing him putting Krillin at a disadvantage step by step, he judged, "He must have read the book you wrote and included it in it." Some of the martial arts principles have been absorbed and digested."

Wu Tian didn't care, and smiled at Tsurumi: "What about you, have you read it too? What do you think, this book written by senior brother can be... able to gain the eyes of junior brother, right?"

Hathaway immediately lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

"...The book is not bad." Tsurumi's eyes moved and he said in a deep voice. After a pause, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net added, "It's amazing that Piccolo... was able to get inspiration from your book so quickly. , the talent is really good... It should be said that he is worthy of being the descendant of that beast!"

He snorted heavily.

Wu Tian drank tea and said without raising his head: "The talent of the Namekian genius dragon clan is naturally not a joke."

"Namekians...genius dragon clan?"

"The Great Demon King Piccolo back then was the evil incarnation of the Earth God (Dian diàn) and the God of Heaven who was infected by the aura of the demon world. The God himself (body shēn) came from Namek, which is far away from our earth in the universe. Planet, when the planet Namek encountered a catastrophe, the infant god was sent to the earth."

"...I see." Tsurumi took a deep breath and his eyes changed several times. Even after all these years of cultivating his body and energy, he still couldn't help but feel a little angry. He snorted and said bitterly. He said, "These Namekians... just want to die on their own, why did they send such a demon fetus to us!"

If it weren't for this god, Piccolo... where would so many people have died back then? (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.