Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

After about ten or twenty minutes, the people who set off before Sun Wukong arrived one after another at Xidu Bouma's house.

Snapped!

A green figure wrapped in white arrogance suddenly stopped in the sky above Bulma and Sun Wukong's house.

It's Piccolo.

He was wearing a white cloak and his face was as hard as blue iron. He glanced at the distance in the air around him and coldly snorted: "You three old guys are here to join in the fun."

Snapped!

Snapped!

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Three strong arrogant flames rushed from three directions, arriving almost at the same time, and stopped in front of Piccolo.

They are the three great masters.

The master of Bakuliu was wearing a bunt, and when he looked around, he didn't look old at all, and his eyes were filled with light.

Isshin-ryu master, with disheveled hair, bare feet, and closed eyes, is over seventy years old.

The old holy monk of Duolin Temple has white eyebrows and kind eyes.

In today's world of martial arts on earth, it is recognized that Wu Xian is the supreme; Super Saiyan Son Goku, Super Android No. 17 and No. 18 siblings are the second echelon, and are the three masters after Wu Xian; The former No. 2 Son Gohan in the world, and the mysterious Tsuren-ryu founder Tsurumi, are below these three people; and below that, there are only a few people such as Tianjin Fan, Krillin, Vegeta, and Piccolo. Among them, Vegeta is even more likely to catch up from behind...

And following this echelon, apart from the swordsman Aqi Luobei whose combat power is erratic and unpredictable, are these three masters.

Some people once said that if the three great masters caught up with the era of genetic optimization fluid of Virtual Earth Network Company in their prime, they might be able to go a step further and stand shoulder to shoulder with super masters of the same level as Sun Wuhan and Tsurumi. But although their potential is now not as good as that of the younger generation, their dance attainments are higher than many others.

The old holy monk was not annoyed by Piccolo's sarcastic words. He just said slowly: "The sudden appearance of a strange Super Saiyan aura has to scare me. It's just..."

Grandmaster Bakuliu said: "It's just that we arrived late."

Grandmaster Isshinryu looked down, which was the rear courtyard and garden lawn of Sun Wukong and Bulma's house. He said: "Sun Wukong set off so long after us, but he arrived before us by an unknown amount of time."

Piccolo crossed his arms and looked calm. He glanced in the other two directions. Two white lights and another white light were coming at a very fast speed.

Boom - bang!

Tianjin Rice and Dumplings also arrived at this time. He was taking care of the dumplings, so he was slow to arrive.

Tianjin Fan said softly: "In the past few years, Goku seems to have made another breakthrough in the realm of Super Saiyan. His speed is so fast, but we didn't notice much of his energy. It's really amazing."

Grandmaster Isshin-ryu shook his head and sighed: "Sun Wukong is amazing, Wu Xianren is even more amazing."

Snapped!

Vegeta's shadow flashed past, with wisps of green smoke rising from his body. Finally, he arrived belatedly. He glanced at the first few people who had arrived before making eye contact with Tianjin Fan, and then moved away coldly. , looking down.

On the lawn, Sun Wukong, Krillin, Hathaway, Bulma, Sun Wuxian, No. 18, and... a young man with short purple hair parted in the middle that no one had seen before, walked out of the house, Krillin was looking back towards the sky and them Here they are beckoning, as if calling them to come down.

"That's?!" Vegeta's eyes were immediately locked on Sun Wukong, who was walking and whispering to Bulma. He looked at the other person's hair that was like burning golden flames, and couldn't help but feel puzzled. And horrified, "This is... Super Saiyan? Impossible, it's completely different from the Super Saiyan energy I've felt before!"

With a gloomy expression on his face, he glanced at Trunks on the lawn again and flew down.

"Does Sun Wukong look like a Super Saiyan? There is no trace of the ferocity and violence that he had when he transformed. It's strange. What exactly has he done in Wu Xianren's place in the past few years? Practice hard." The three great masters naturally noticed that Sun Wukong was unusual and were secretly shocked.

Tianjin rice, dumplings, and Piccolo also looked at each other and followed.

Klin greeted: "You are all here."

The Bakuryu Master said: "It's hard not to notice the Super Saiyan aura that suddenly appeared."

Grandmaster Isshin-ryu still closed his eyes. This was his practice, and it was easy not to break the skill. Except for the time when he saw Wu Tian in the virtual earth network, he had never opened his eyes. In his perceptual world, every human being is a human-shaped flame, and different people have completely different flames.

Even the martial arts realm is so advanced that he can outline the appearance and facial features of the opponent in the human-shaped flame.

This is the so-called "mind's eye" among martial arts masters.

Wu Tian had reached this state more than two hundred years ago. Later, the martial arts state became more transcendent, and he was no longer limited to opening or closing his eyes. But today, with Wu Tian's superb practice in natural vitality, it is meaningless to the naked eye and the mind's eye. All matter in the world is made of vitality, and Wu Tian himself is moving towards the essence of vitality step by step, so everything in the world around him can be said to be an extension of his own limbs and vitality.

At this time, Grandmaster Isshin-ryu closed his eyes and faced Trunks's unfamiliar human-shaped flame.

The old holy monk of Duolin Temple also looked over.

Piccolo knew everyone present, so he immediately set his sights on the only stranger, Trunks.

Tianjin Fan asked: "Auntie Shi, this is the Super Saiyan who appeared before." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Vegeta next to him.

Hathaway nodded and said: "Yes, the Super Saiyan is indeed him. For some reason, he transformed into a Super Saiyan before and shot No. 18, but was blocked by No. 18. Since You are all here, and I just want to explain to you a little bit about the ins and outs of this."

Everyone couldn't help but look at No. 18, who had his trouser pockets inserted and looked away coldly, unwilling to pay attention to these people at all. Everyone has gotten used to it. Since she and her brother No. 17 appeared, basically only Hathaway, Bulma, Monkey King and Wuxian could say a few words to her. They were both arrogant and indifferent.

However, No. 18 was also elected as the most cold Valkyrie in some gossip selections on the Virtual Earth Network. Her popularity has surpassed Qiqi, the former flagship figure among female earthlings, and she has become recognized as the strongest woman.

The old holy monk of Duolin Temple nodded happily, "That's just right, thank you madam."

Hathaway nodded.

Vegeta and the others all stared at Trunks, especially Vegeta himself, who frowned... Unlike the original who was basically self-taught, here he can be said to have been polished by Tsurumi himself. In the four years of practice, improving one's skills is the second most important thing, while reshaping the foundation of martial arts is the most important thing.

Therefore, he noticed something unusual in the aura of the fierce-looking purple-haired young man in front of him.

Krillin glanced at Vegeta, Trunks, Bulma, and Goku, muttering something secretly in his heart.

Trunks was watched by the people present. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net seemed very calm. He took out the capsule that had been demonstrated in the room before, clicked it, and threw it into the open space aside. BOOM, everyone The smoke in front of him dissipated, revealing the time machine that Trunks was riding.

Tianjin Fan was surprised, "Is this?"

Piccolo's eyes moved and he spotted the logo of the Universal Capsule Company on the time machine.

Sun Wuxian raised his head, looked at Grandma Hathaway, and then at his mother.

Bulma was pulling Sun Wukong's cheeks. She let go, coughed, stood up and said, "Let me explain it to you..."

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The edge of the Western Capital.

A man with messy black hair finally returned to this city after walking for more than twenty days, nearly a month.

Yamcha was much fatter than before. He opened his eyes and looked at the city. He was silent for a while and walked step by step towards the place he had secretly longed for back then.