It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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"Ah, this is..." Sun Wukong recognized the place where they appeared as soon as he left the gate of time and space, "Clark, Clark, this is the venue of the No. How long has it been since the 23rd Tianxiayi Budokai?"

The young girl who was swiping her phone but was blocked by Monkey King was a little angry, but when she looked up and saw Monkey King's face, her anger dissipated, and her tone became a little more enthusiastic: "Oh, I know this, wait for me to figure it out... …Well, it’s about one year and three months, um, that’s right.”

"Thank you." Monkey King returned to Clark, sighing a little authentically, "One year and three months, the time in the two worlds is really different, this feeling is a bit strange, I don't know what to say, anyway, it's good Strange."

Clark patted Monkey King on the shoulder to express his understanding.

He also found that he could fully understand the language of the world, just like his own mother tongue, which is really amazing.

The girl on the side looked at Clark, then at Monkey King, sighed suddenly, and ran away with her head drooping.

"I don't know what will happen to the martial arts this time. The gods said that the successor of Piccolo will also participate in this martial arts meeting. I wonder what kind of guy it will be..."

"Wukong!!!"

"Hey? Hey hey?? Isn't that Klin, and everyone?" Sun Wukong was very surprised when he saw the figure flying over.

"Wukong, Wukong, Wukong, where did you go? I can't find you anywhere, and the gods said they couldn't sense your aura at all. We all thought...it really scared us to death..." Kelin insisted. Jumping up, he entangled Sun Wukong like an octopus, "Later, a strange black hole appeared, and I saw you, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, it's what you look like now, isn't that just a dream!!"

"Ha, hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm really back now, I'll explain...don't hug me so tightly, I'm going to be out of breath." Sun Wukong scratched his hair with a smile, looking very happy.

Kelin jumped down embarrassingly, and touched his bald head: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited after not seeing you for so long, welcome back Wukong, I knew you would appear here, everyone came here... Well, he is Who, is this your new friend?"

"He's my boyfriend, you can call him Clark."

"Boyfriend... Hey!! Boyfriend!!!" Kelin suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Boyfriend??!!" Several people who came over also raised their voices at the same time, and all of them were petrified there.

"What's wrong?" Sun Wukong blinked his eyes, not understanding why they reacted like this.

Clark couldn't help laughing.

"Hello, I'm Clark. Kent, Wukong has been with me for a while, I'm sorry we only found a way to get back now."

"Wow, you are really Wukong's... That? That one? Cough, hello, I'm Boulma, Wukong's good friend, we have known each other for a long time, I never thought he would have a boyfriend, sorry, sorry , we really don't have any objection, hey, Yamucha, do you think that's the case..."

"Calm down, Boomer."

"Cough, cough, cough."

"Teacher Wutian, how did you know we would be here?" Sun Wukong asked strangely.

"This is..."

"We only found out after asking the divination lady." Kelin grinned, he didn't want to go to the old woman if it was nothing.

Bulma walked over with Yamcha, and said enthusiastically, "Oh, let's not talk about this, let's find a place to sit down and chat slowly. I know there is a delicious restaurant nearby."

"Alright then." Gui Xianren gave another fake cough and nodded in agreement.

"Teacher Wutian, and Kelin, Boulma, Yamcha, Poole, and Lanqi, are you all okay?" After entering the restaurant and finding a private room to sit down, Monkey King asked seriously, "Tianjin Fan and the others It's okay!"

"Actually, there were some troubles before. It was the guy named Piccolo. But because you disappeared, you didn't fight in the end. After that, you disappeared. I haven't heard any news anyway. Tianjin Fan and the others, I know I have notified you of your location, and I should see you soon." Buma stared at Monkey King for a while, then moved closer and asked eagerly, "Tell me, you have been there for more than a year. Where is it, I didn't expect that you have grown up so much, and you have become a handsome guy. It's unimaginable. If I knew it..." She stuck out her tongue, "Okay, I'm joking, but really Curious."

"That..." Sun Wukong opened his mouth, scratched his head again, his facial features slowly wrinkled together, couldn't help but giggled twice, and bumped Clark with his elbow.

Clark said knowingly: "If you don't mind, I can answer this question for him, after all..." He made a "you all understand" expression, "Wukong is not good at telling a good story, especially a wonderful story. s story."

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded, their eyes fixed on Clark, waiting for him to speak.

Clark couldn't help coughing lightly. After contacting him for a short period of time, he felt that the outsiders he met here seemed to be more...simple. Maybe it was because he had too few samples and time to contact them. Not enough to draw conclusions, but it does give him the feeling that he has really, really entered a new world.

This feeling is actually not bad.

Clark showed his fluent eloquence and concise language ability as a reporter, and it took 10 minutes for several people on the opposite side to understand the question of "Where is Wukong going?"

"Another world? Aliens? Infinity Gems?" Boulma's curiosity has obviously been raised to the extreme, and she looks eager to try, as if she wants to borrow the Infinity Gems to study.

Kelin stared at Clark with wide eyes, his whole face wrinkled together: "So...you are an alien, no, you are an outsider, um, it should be said that, it sounds like you are also very strong, how about Have a fight with me." He seemed eager to try, but also had some malicious intentions.

"Forget it, Kelin, you are not his opponent." Yamucha curled his lips, his interest was obviously in another aspect, he moved closer, and said mysteriously, "Hey, brother, how did you chase after me?" When it comes to Wukong, why do I think it’s even more incredible than defeating the big devil Piccolo. By the way...cough, do you have that?" He secretly made a less...significant gesture.

"...I also find it unbelievable." Clark pushed his glasses, slightly as a cover, he felt that the secretion of a certain substance in his body was accelerating, which would cause his heartbeat to speed up and his capillaries to dilate. Fortunately, he controlled it.

"So you disappeared from this world suddenly on the way to the guild hall, without any sign of accident at all?" Gui Xianren pushed his eyes and asked in a low voice in the reflection of the lens.

"That's it. I don't know why I suddenly ran to another earth. I was obviously on my way, and I arrived at a strange place before I noticed it. Well, it's a place called New York." Monkey King said in distress, He always felt that it was impossible for him to figure this out, "Fortunately, we found a way to get back, but we missed... who?"

"It seems that you finally dare to show yourself, Monkey King!" Outside the window, a guy in a white robe slowly landed and hovered there, staring at Monkey King arrogantly and fieryly.

"Hey?? This guy can't be..."

"That's right, he is Piccolo, the successor of the Great Demon King." Guixianren and Klin all stood up, while Bulma, Lanqi, and Poole quickly hid behind.

"Hey, are you Piccolo?" Before Guixianren finished speaking, Monkey King had already opened the window and asked the green-skinned enemy.

Piccolo folded his arms, raised his eyebrows, and showed an evil smile: "You look so confident, you are such an ignorant and fearless guy, Monkey King, I..."

Sun Wukong looked at Piccolo and laughed: "Hahaha, you are so interesting. I always think you should be a good person. Would you like to try to be my friend?"

"Hey, Goku!"

"Wukong, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"You..." Piccolo's eyes widened, his expression gradually distorted, "Hahaha, what stupid things are you talking about, or let me send you off...huh?" Piccolo's clenched fist slowly loosened Now, his eyes gradually calmed down, the demonic aura on his body also quickly faded, his expression became stretched and dazed, "I...I want...what am I doing!"

"Hey, don't make trouble for me!" Sun Wukong took out the soul gem in his pocket, shook it vigorously a few times, and then patted it vigorously, "Let him change back to his original appearance, and don't modify other people's soul gems casually." Soul you bastard."

The gem returned to the back pocket with a "whoosh" again.

"Go to hell!" Piccolo, whose expression became cold again, was annoyed at being toyed with, and when he looked up, a wave of energy shot towards Monkey King's heart.

"You are not my opponent. If you want to defeat me, you should continue to practice hard." Monkey King had already appeared behind Piccolo, and seriously suggested that the energy wave collided with Clark's hot gaze, Dissipated together.

"When?"

"It's useless, you can't get rid of me, I'm here, I'm still here, here, here...how, I'm right." No matter how Piccolo moves, he can appear in the Sun Wukong behind him said with a smile.

Piccolo took a breath, clenched his teeth tightly, and said in disbelief, "How is it possible, how can you be so strong, this is impossible..."

"Because I've been practicing too." Sun Wukong disappeared for a moment, reappeared in front of Piccolo, and stuffed something into Piccolo's hand, "Hey, this is the souvenir I brought back. Give you one!"

Piccolo stared blankly at the gift box in his hand, for a moment he didn't know how to react, and floated there blankly.

"Come and see, this is a gift I brought to you from that earth, I almost forgot." Sun Wukong picked up the big package they brought back and began to distribute gifts like Santa Claus.

"Wow, something from another world?" Bulma was the first to forget about Piccolo who was still outside the window, and jumped on it, "Show me quickly, what is it, what is it..."

Clark flew to Piccolo and patted him on the shoulder: "Can I call you Piccolo? You are indeed no match for Wukong now, but don't be discouraged. If you work hard, there will always be gains. Next time, if you are ready, Come find us again."

Piccolo glanced at Clark, and flew away silently holding the gift.

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The author has something to say:

Speaking of Dragon Ball’s technology, it’s really strange. Didn’t Bulma make a bracelet that can make people smaller? It seems very easy hahaha, there is no room for “Ant-Man” to be staged.

But when it comes to the technology side, I think that if you get the four-dimensional pocket of Doraemon, you will be really invincible.