Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

I don’t know what he said, but Hathaway would always smile and nod Bulma’s head, and Bulma would stick out her tongue in embarrassment.

Sun Wukong was eating and swallowing hard, and said vaguely: "Ah, Klin, let's eat together!"

Wu Tian waved to the young apprentice and asked him to sit next to Sun Wukong.

On the other side of Sun Wukong sat Sun Wufan. Klin said hello as he passed by, looking at the Tianjin rice and dumplings opposite him with doubtful eyes... Tianjin rice would be his opponent tomorrow! After Klin sat down, he whispered in Sun Wukong's ear: "Hey, Wukong, why is Tianjin Rice here?"

"I don't know!" Sun Wukong grunted while eating, without caring about the occasion.

"This is Master's fellow disciple. Three hundred years ago we studied martial arts together under the great master Wu Taidou... Just call him Uncle He. Tianjin rice and dumplings are both descendants of Uncle He's Hexian style." Sun Wu Fan introduced Sun Wukong and Krillin on behalf of his master.

"Uh...Hello, Uncle Crane!" Klin said hello quickly, but Sun Wukong was still eating hard and was knocked on the head by Sun Wukong. Finally he was willing to stop and puffed out his cheeks to say hello like Klin. He continued to eat fiercely, and the three eyes of Tianjin Fan sitting opposite him twitched. Who is this person? This is him!

In the private room, two tables of people were enjoying their meals happily.

Basically, Wu Tian and Tsurumi, who were sitting opposite each other, were talking. Among the other disciples, only Sun Wuhan was qualified to add a few words... This was mainly determined by the level of strength. Among the few people sitting there, , Wu Tian's status is transcendent, Sun Wufan is Wu Tian's disciple, his strength is naturally unfathomable, and after decades of training, his martial arts realm is also extremely strong.

As for Tsurumi, his strength is far inferior to that of Wu Tian, ​​and even not as good as Sun Wufan due to the limitation of longevity water. But after all, he is a martial arts master for three hundred years... Once, he was because of Wu Tian's skill of conveying gods through paintings. , figured out how to enter the Tao through calligraphy. A hundred years later, his attainments in the martial arts realm are obviously higher than Sun Wufan.

However, Sun Wuhan's basic skills are stronger than him, and he has dozens of times the martial arts fist. If there is a fight...unless Tsurumi is willing to give up his life and use the "crane fairy fist" crazily, burning his lifespan, It's not necessarily that he can't compete with Sun Wuhan. It should be noted that Tsurumi has a very long life due to the magic of the longevity water. If he uses the Tsurumi Fist, he will obviously be stronger than Tianjin Fan.

Wu Tian, ​​Tsurumi, and Sun Wuhan already knew this in a few words.

With the martial arts level of the three of them, even if they are just chatting lightly, they can understand a lot of information. This can be regarded as a simple martial arts exchange.

The Tianjin fan sat there eating, and because Wu Xianren was by his side, he felt a little on pins and needles while eating, which was very stressful. But on the other hand, Sun Wukong opposite him was eating loudly, and there were already several piles of plates. Even the little bald Klin ate very quickly, for fear of someone... Well, that's right, sitting next to him was Sun Wukong, who looked like a starving ghost reincarnated. If he didn't rush to eat, he really wouldn't be able to eat. to something. It seems that when he was learning martial arts from Wu Xianren, this little bald man was already used to competing with Sun Wukong for food... Tianjin food was always available.

"Tianjin fans are going to abstain from tomorrow's game?" Wu Tian's voice brought Tianjin fans back from their thoughts.

Tsurumi held the cold dish and said angrily: "You've already lost, why are you trying to get third place? Don't embarrass me, get out if you lose!"

Not participating?

Klin, who was grabbing the rice, raised his head in surprise. There were still meat foam and rice grains around his mouth. Sun Wukong, on the other hand, didn't react at all. He kicked the phoenix under the table with one foot, refusing to let this ((cheap jiàn) jiàn) Birds came over to grab food, and they were very busy.

Tianjin Fan stopped his thoughts and said seriously: "Master is right, losing means losing. For me, the game is over. I will not participate in tomorrow's game."

Sun Wufan looked at the Tianjin rice, then at his master, then lowered his head to eat the food, picked up a meatball that had just been replaced, and put it into the bowl of the little grandson Sun Wukong. As soon as he put it down, Sun Wukong pinched it. He threw it into his mouth and swallowed it without even chewing.

Not long after, the dinner was finished.

Wu Tian and the others did not want to leave from the door, but opened the window of the box, and suddenly they could see the blue sky and white clouds outside, as well as the urban street scene. Whether it is Sun Wufan, Sun Wukong, Krillin, or Tianjin Fan, if they walk in crowded places, they will cause chaos.

Klin grabbed the enlarged phoenix by its neck and tried to ride it away. The phoenix rolled its eyes and pretended to be carrying him, but after flying out of the window, it performed various acrobatics in the air, and there were endless difficult moves. It was shocking. The little bald head on De's back roared repeatedly, the sound was sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes near and sometimes far away...

Sun Wukong smiled, jumped to the window, shouted "somersault cloud" to the sky, jumped out confidently, and landed steadily on a yellow cloud that flew to his feet, with a "chi" sound, He soared into the sky and chased Phoenix and Klin. At this moment, an aircraft on the ground also chased after him, it was Bulma.

Tianjin rice and dumplings came to the window and looked back at their master. Tsurumi was standing with Wu Tian and Hathaway.

"You guys go first...well, follow Sun Wuhan. I will look for you later." Tsurumi waved his hand impatiently and sent the Tianjin rice and dumplings away.

Wu Tian said: "Gohan, you should leave first."

"Then I'll leave first. Master, Master, Master He, take your leave." Sun Wufan nodded, flew up, and flew out of the window. Tianjin Fan and Dumpling also hurriedly owed their debts to Wu Tian and the others, and followed Sun Wu Fan to fly out.

"Have you not taught your two apprentices the art of air dance yet?" Tsurumi asked suddenly, looking out the window.

"They can figure out the insignificant things by themselves." Wu Tian didn't care much about this.

Hathaway was at Wu Tian's side, holding Wu Tian's arm and looking at Tsurumi. She could feel that this man wanted to stay and had something to say.

Tsurumi was silent for a while and said, "Tianjin rice is a good seedling."

"Well, the descendants of Beijing Fan are not bad." Wu Tian nodded.

"Tianjin Fan will soon surpass me. As a master, I have nothing to teach him..." Tsurumi took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and sighed, "...You can lead him, he Your future should not be ruined in my hands."

Wu Tian was also silent.

"What, you don't want to?" Tsurumi was a little annoyed. He had to do a lot of ideological work for himself before he could lower his face to ask Wu Tian. Therefore, without Wu Tian's approval, the old guy's face started to change. Difficult to look at.

"That's not what you mean... You want me to teach him, it's just a trivial matter." Wu Tian smiled, he looked at Tsurumi, patted his shoulder, his eyes were calm, "The future should not be ruined, and you ...Junior brother.”

(To be continued.)