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"What are the plans of the gods?" Yamcha complained: "Didn't you ask our temple to help us practice? I still have a crucial baseball game to play!"

Klin scratched his bald head and said with some distress, "I don't know the specific situation. Maybe God has other plans."

"Even if there is no god, our training will not stop, Dumpling." Tianjin Fan said and looked at Dumpling aside.

Dumpling's cute face didn't have much expression and he nodded.

But Tianjin Fan pointed at Longjing and said, "You just train with him. If he doesn't understand something, you try your best to point him out."

Dumpling was a little surprised, but he nodded, floated in front of Longjing, and said to Longjing: "My name is Dumpling, please give me some advice!"

Longjing also hurriedly returned the gift.After greeting each other, the dumpling head quickly rotated towards the Longjing, flying towards the Longjing like a rotating drill.

Longjing Longjing saw that the dumplings were coming fiercely, but they were not too fast to catch, so he hurriedly raised his hands to block them.

Longjing, who had blocked Dumpling's Iron Head Kung Fu, was still pushed back dozens of meters, and smoke emitted from his hands as Dumpling's head rotated.

Knowing that this was not the way to go, Long Jing hurriedly used the human-wolf boxing technique.

Unexpectedly, the dumplings immediately floated up. Longjing had never fought against a flying enemy, and there was nothing he could do except throw a few air bombs.

These gas bombs were easily dodged by Dumpling. Dumpling stretched out a finger, a violent flash of light appeared on his finger, and a hole wave hit Longjing.

Longjing dodged narrowly, leaving several dark cracks on the floor of the temple.

Although this move was thrilling, Long Jing was extremely grateful.Because he had only fought Jiaozi for a few rounds, the system actually had two more skill points.

In other words, Diaozi's strength far exceeded that of Longjing, but the strength and speed of each attack by Diaozi were within the limit of what Longjing could respond to. Diaozi deliberately held back his hand before giving Longjing a move.

While Longjing was sparring with Dumplings, Tianjin Fan and Klin were also sparring, leaving Yamcha alone looking at the clouds at his feet.

At this moment, Yaqi Luobei climbed up to the temple on his hoverbike and rescued Yamcha from doing nothing.

They continued training like this until evening. Long Jing distributed the remaining food he brought to everyone, and they sat in the square of the temple, eating food while exchanging their experiences, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

Only then did Long Jing remember to make a video call to his family to inform them that they would be training in the temple.

Because Long Jing was afraid that Rapley would cry after hearing this, the person who got through was Mao Jian.

When Mao Jian wanted to understand the situation and asked who Long Jing was training with, Long Jing's camera swept across the crowd, and Mao Jian immediately spotted Hua Dian: "Wait a minute, who is the bald head that flashed by just now? "

What Mao Jian was talking about was Klin, a direct disciple of the Guishan style that he longed to pursue deep in his heart.

So he urged Long Jing to hand over the communication device to Klin, his eyes shining with stars, looking like a star-chasing fan.

"Your dad? What does he want from me?" Klin was a little confused, but still took the device from Long Jing's hand.

"You must be the top four of the 21st World's No. 22 Martial Arts Tournament, the top four of the 23nd World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, Mr. Klin, who comes from the same school as the champion of the [-]rd World's Best Martial Arts Tournament!"

"What! So he's a fan of yours, Klin!" Yamcha said in a sour tone from the side.

Klin looked embarrassed, but actually he was a little happy inside.Unexpectedly, I thought I was just a marginal character, but one day I would be recognized by fans.

The memory on the phone was still expressing his admiration for Kamesen-ryu and his admiration for Krillin.

"You said it was so good!" Klin was a little excited: "But if you want an autograph..."

Suddenly Mao Jian saw Tianjin Fan again, so he put Klin aside again. After all, a guy who only made it to the semi-finals was not as powerful as the champion.

Mao Jian immediately expressed his intention to hire Tianjin Fan as his personal trainer.Although Tianjin Fan was very polite, he declined Mao Jian's request.

So Maojian pointed the finger at Klin again: "200 million, if you are willing to teach, I am willing to give you 200 million every month and hire you to be my personal trainer."

You must know that for Krillin who lives in the turtle house with Kame Sennin, it is not a small number, let alone 200 million, or every month.

But thinking about Mao Jian's behavior of ignoring him to find Tianjin rice just now, Krillin felt a little unhappy, and the Saiyans would come to Earth in less than a year.

The desire for money was suppressed by the desire to survive, so Klin said awkwardly: "I have a very important battle this year, so I have to keep practicing, maybe..."

Hearing this, Yamcha really wanted to say that he would no longer save the earth, he would not go to baseball games, and he no longer wanted to be with the rich woman. Could he be allowed to be the coach?

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you come to teach me in one year or two years. I will start calculating your salary from today. How about it?" Mao Jian used his money-splitting method.

Klin was still hesitant, so Yamcha jumped out: "For the same price, I can be your coach."

Yamcha crossed his arms and looked confident.

"Who are you? Are you very powerful?" Mao Jian questioned mercilessly.

"Did you see the training uniform on me? I'm also a disciple of Kame Senryu!" Yamcha pulled the collar of the training uniform, trying hard to let Mao Jian see the word "turtle" on his chest.

Mao Jian showed a troubled expression.

"After all, I am also among the top 16 in the world's best martial arts competition!"

In the end, Mao Jian reluctantly agreed.

At the same time, in the far southwest, in a city that had just been renamed Satan City, a martial arts gym called Satan's Hall stood quietly in the bustling city.

At the door of a training room, two students looked into the room worriedly: "It's almost dark. Miss Bidili has never stopped training alone. Is something going to happen?"

"Mr. Satan has been notified. You also know Miss Bidili's temper. It's better to wait until Mr. Satan comes." Another voice said.

"My baby girl, daddy was wrong. Can daddy apologize to you?" Mr. Satan rushed in and walked directly to Bidili and said.

It turns out that although Bidili was no longer sad yesterday, she became extremely angry when she thought of her father, who she thought was upright and upright, looking so flattering.

At this time, Mr. Satan also had some guesses as to why his daughter was angry, so he said: "Don't overtrain, and balance work with rest. This is the advice of Mr. Satan, the world champion and powerful martial artist!"

After hearing this, Bidili stopped kicking the sandbag and said, "Dad, are you really the best in the world?"

"Of course! Even if he was the champion of the last World's Best Martial Arts Tournament, my father would beat him to pieces for my Bidili." Mr. Satan said proudly with his hands on his hips.

"Why do you want to please that woman?"

"This is not to please, but dad to use the most appropriate method to persuade, just like dad has developed different tricks for different schools, that is dad's trick for her!" Mr. Satan said seriously.

"Really?" After all, she was still a child, Bidili was a little doubtful.

"Of course, dad is the world champion!" Mr. Satan put on his classic pose, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"But why didn't dad climb up the Kalin Tower?"

The question interrupted Mr. Satan's self-satisfaction and entanglement. Mr. Satan turned his head in confusion, his eyes turned into beady eyes and asked: "What is Galinta?"

"Dad is indeed a big liar!" Bidili pouted and said.