Dragon Ball Master

Yamcha hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth, "What should I do?"

"Easy, hold out your hand.!"

Yamcha obediently stretched out his hand, Yang Jian waved his finger lightly, and a sharp air blade appeared, making a delicate wound in his palm, and then the drop of blood automatically and intelligently penetrated the wound.

"Is this over? It doesn't seem to have any effect?" Yamcha said doubtfully.

"This only enhances the efficiency of your cultivation, and at the same time builds up your potential. As long as you practice hard, I can't guarantee anything else, but at least in the early stage, you will definitely not lose to Wukong." Yang Jian said confidently.

"Early stage?" Yamucha raised an eyebrow again.

Yang Jian quickly changed the subject, "That's not important. There is only one month left before the No. 20 World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament. If you practice in your own way, even if you have the help of that drop of blood, you won't have any help at all. It may be better than Wukong, so in the next time, you must accept my special training."

"No problem, you are very strong, and I wish I could accept your teachings." Yamcha said enthusiastically, clenching his fists.

"Well, before that, let me add something to you." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he raised his hand and turned his palm towards Yamucha. A pink wave of divine power surged past, and the gravity suddenly increased. Yamucha was caught off guard, He was directly pressed by the gravity and fell to the ground, "Tsk tsk, these magic spells are really useful, but the pink color is too Laila's style, and it doesn't suit me!"

"What...what's going on? My body...can't stand up at all!" Yamcha said with a struggling expression, the blood vessels on his forehead beating continuously.

Yang Jian ignored it, leisurely turned over and sat on the big tree behind him, stretched out comfortably, yawned, and said: "The content of your training today is to stand up. It's just three times the gravity. With you With my current physical condition, I can completely overcome it." After saying that, he closed his eyes and leaned against the tree trunk, seemingly taking a nap.

In fact, his thoughts sank into the deepest part of his mind, simulating Broly as the target of war, and cultivating his consciousness level.

Time passed day by day, and the time for the No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament in the World finally arrived. Yang Jian reminded Yamucha, who was immersed in hard training, and asked him to sign up for the competition. Then he teleported directly and appeared in the underworld.

"Huh? I seem to smell the breath of strangers again!" King Yama, who was dealing with the matter, suddenly stopped writing, moved his nose slightly, and started to smell.

"Haha~ Lord Hell, long time no see, your nose is still so sensitive." Yang Jian slowly fell from the sky to his desk with a smile on his face.

The King of Hell followed Yang Jian blankly, suppressing the displeasure in his heart and wondering: "Who are you? Don't you know this is the underworld? Also, what do you mean by 'Long time no see'? Do we Have you seen him before?" If it were placed 300 years ago, he would have never said anything and would capture Yang Jian first, but after experiencing the horror of being sealed, he no longer dared to be so reckless.

Yang Jian shook his head, "I don't know how to answer your series of questions. Forget it, it's better not to answer. I'm just passing by here this time, so you don't need to mind at all." Yang Jian said. After that, he no longer paid attention to King Yama, and put his fingers between his eyebrows, "Let me find out. The direction of Kaiwang is not this, nor this. By the way, it should be this aura. Goodbye, Lord Yama." !”

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he disappeared from the desk in an instant. King Yama's eyes suddenly widened, "Xiao...disappeared? By the way, he seemed to have mentioned the word 'Kaiou Star' just now. , is he here to meet the King of Kai? In that case, I have nothing to do, just work, keep working."

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"Ah~ the weather is really sunny today. Although it has been so sunny all day, it still makes people feel happy, hahaha~" After the short and fat Northern Kai King said this, he didn't know where to poke it. He caught his own joke and started laughing wildly.Next to him, Babrus raised his hands and screamed in cooperation, while Gulegli lay on the largest tree on Kaiou and fell asleep.

As soon as Yang Jian appeared on the Northern Kaiwang planet, he was sensed by the Northern Kaiwang. He quickly calmed down his demeanor, adjusted his sunglasses, said something serious, and asked seriously: "Who are you? Why did you suddenly Appearing on my Kaiou planet?"

"Hello, Lord Kaio, my name is Yang Jian. I heard that Lord Northern Kaiou is very talented and has great martial arts skills, so I came here to ask you for advice." Yang Jian said politely. In fact, except for the 'highly skilled in martial arts', which is not worthy of the name, the four words 'talented' This word, North Kaio completely deserves it. After all, he created Kaio Fist. As long as he can perfectly control the expansion of the air flow and the body can hold it, he can infinitely improve his strength!It's a skill that can be called a cheating device.

"Hahahaha~ Talented and powerful in martial arts! Hahaha~ Wait a minute, he is praising me, why should I laugh?" The King of the North Realm himself was also a little confused. This bohemian smile made Yang Jian look at it for a while. Speechless.

"Hang hang, although what you said is right, I can't teach you martial arts." The King of the North Realm came to his senses and rejected Yang Jian without even thinking, "As a King of the Realm, I can see through My successor must be pure in mind and kind. But you are obviously not such a person. Your heart is too self-centered. You can’t see it now, but in the future, sooner or later, you will cause big trouble. So, You’d better go back!”

Yang Jian frowned, "Lord Kaio, Kaio Fist and Vitality Bomb are the perfect moves of your dreams. Don't you really want to perfect them?"

"How do you know the names of the Kaio Fist and the Energy Bullet? I have never told anyone about it?" The North Kaio King looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

"You will know it naturally." Yang Jian said this sentence calmly and continued: "Master Kaiou, if you teach these two unique skills to me, with my qualifications, I can definitely help you in a short time. Please complete them thoroughly, do you want to reconsider it?"

The King of the North Realm shook his head, "Without you, someone will come in the future. Sooner or later, I will wait for a suitable person to learn these two stunts. You don't need to say more. By the way, you come all the way." , Do you want to leave after eating?"

"Leave? Lord King of the Realm, you underestimate me." Yang Jian had a weird smile on his face and clenched his fists loudly, "Now before you are injured, I will give you one more consideration. opportunity, Kaiou Fist and Vitality Bullet, do you want to teach me or not."

"As the King of Kai, I will not compromise!" the King of the North Kai said without hesitation.

So... half an hour later, the Northern Realm King was trapped by Yang Jian's breath and hung under a big tree. Underneath stood Babrus and Gulegli, each holding a small and large stick in their two pet hands. They teased the cat grass differently, "Kaiou-sama, do you want to take back your life?" Yang Jian asked, while glancing at the two pets. The two cute little guys quickly scratched the North Kaiowen's with their cat grass. The soles of the feet.

"Haha~poof~haha! You bastard, haha! I will never~hahaha~ agree to you!" The King of the North Kaifa laughed non-stop, and his originally azure face turned red from laughter.

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