Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

Boomer's travel diary, day one.

Bulma embarked on a journey to collect Dragon Balls with the One Planet and Dragon Ball Radar found in his home's warehouse. In Baozi Mountain, I reunited with my long-lost friend Sun Wukong and got the four stars in the hands of Sun Wufan. That night, Klin, who holds the Seven Planets, encounters Bulma and Sun Wukong in the wild.

"I'm so lucky. I found three dragon balls on the first day...but is it too fast?"

After Sun Wukong and Krillin took a bath, Bulma finally had some free time and took a bath comfortably in the bathtub. The foam covered her beautiful figure. The girl looked at the lines on the ceiling and muttered to herself. For her, the most important thing about collecting dragon balls was the interesting process, and she also wanted to see what the dragon depicted on the brocade looked like. As for making a wish, it was secondary.

After taking a bath, Bulma changed into a loose dress and nightgown, took out two quilts and blankets for Klin and Sun Wukong, and threw them on the ground to spread them out. The three said good night, Bulma went to the bedroom to rest, and Krillin and Sun Wukong slept on the floor in the living room. The lights went out and the room became dark. Klin blinked his eyes, still unable to believe that he was next to the grandson of Sun Wuhan, who had risen to prominence in the world's best martial arts tournament a few years ago. He couldn't sleep for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, Wukong, who are you?" When did you start practicing martial arts?”

"Me? I have been practicing martial arts with my grandfather!" Sun Wukong said frankly. Klin rolled his eyes, wondering what "always" meant... When the smell came over, his mouth opened wide. After being stunned for a long time, the little bald man suddenly became worried about his future, and couldn't help but ask again: "Uh...you think, can I become a disciple of the Immortal Wu?" Sun Wukong didn't answer. Klin turned his head and saw this The guy was already fast asleep, and he was speechless. After a while, Klin also fell asleep in a daze. In his dream, he became a very powerful martial artist, defeating all the brothers in Duolin Temple, which was very majestic.

Boomer's travel diary, the next day.

Early in the morning, Sun Wukong, who was used to getting up early for exercise, woke up his bunkmate Klin. Klin drowsily followed Sun Wukong outside to exercise for a while, dumbfounded as he watched Sun Wukong's various incredible and strenuous movements. After breaking out in a thin sweat, Sun Wukong returned to the house and woke up Bulma with a loud bang.

Not long after, the three of them were on the road facing the rising sun, embarking on a journey to find the dragon beads.

Bulma drove the off-road jeep, and Krillin sat in the passenger seat. The little monk stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the yellow clouds flying above his head. He curiously asked Bulma: "I just wanted to ask, what is that..." Bulma said casually: "It's Wukong's somersault cloud, but I Can't sit..." Klin was surprised: "Hey, why is that?" Bulma patted the steering wheel angrily, made a sound, and glanced at Klin: "Do you want to try it?" Klin really wanted to sit for a while. Sitting down, she couldn't help but say: "Is it really possible?" Bulma smiled evilly, she didn't believe that other than the natural Sun Wukong, anyone else could sit on the somersault cloud.

Sure enough, when the three of them stopped to take a break and have something to eat at noon, Klin asked Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong didn't care. So Klin tried to jump onto the somersault cloud, and then passed through the somersault cloud without any accident, as if there was nothing. This time, there was no Sun Wuhan to help, and Krillin kissed the ground firmly. Bulma laughed unceremoniously at the side, and Sun Wukong commented: "You are not a good boy!" Klin blushed and felt so embarrassed.

The day was uneventful, and we didn't even encounter a few passing robbers. Because in recent years, members of the martial arts association have been doing heroic deeds all over the world to earn points, and fewer and fewer people, half-orcs, and orcs feel that road-blocking and robbery is a good profession. However, there are always those who are stupid, or who still do bad things because of their ability to fly. However, under Sun Wukong's Wishful Stick and Wu Xian Qigong, they still cannot escape the consequences of being sanctioned. Klin helped a little, and then found a few points recorded in his necklace. He felt ashamed. He was just a soy sauce. Without Sun Wukong, the robber would have flown away.

"You have joined the martial arts association!" Bulma was surprised, probably because she had a higher level of vision. She always thought that Klin was a weak little bald man. Klin was very embarrassed and explained: "Don't look at me like this. I persisted for more than three years and finally passed the test of the Wushu Association..." But Bulma didn't finish listening and ran over and punched Sun Wukong: "What are you doing! You don't even want to eat this!" It turned out that Sun Wukong was wondering whether he could eat the winged orc that was killed by Wu Xian Qigong just now. After being punched by Bulma, Sun Wukong suddenly realized: " That's right, it's all burnt and not tasty..." Klin and Bulma were stunned.

Bulma's travel diary, day three.

Bulma had been watching the Dragon Ball Radar. One of the three was flying slowly in the sky, and the other two were driving quickly on the ground. Finally, they were getting closer and closer to the fourth Dragon Ball. UU reading www.uukanshu． net It was getting late, and Bulma decided to rest for the night before talking, so he took out the capsule house again and slept in the wild.

"...Will monsters really appear on a full moon night?" Bulma took a shower and glanced out the window. It was really the beginning of July. The new moon at night began to transition to the full moon, and the moonlight became more and more bright every night. bright. She remembered Sun Wuhan's special instructions to Sun Wukong a few days ago, asking him not to look up at the full moon during the half-month period, as monsters might appear.

In the living room, Klin was lying on the floor. He turned around and glanced at Sun Wukong. He felt that this guy's breathing was a little heavier than the previous two days. Sun Wukong has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his physical fitness is extraordinary. His breathing sounds are very regular when sleeping, so Klin is slightly aware of any changes.

At this time, Klin had not really learned martial arts from his master. Although he had tempered his temperament through more than three years of hard training, he still had many distracting thoughts. When he stared at Sun Wukong's face, he was also wandering, thinking about everything. When he came back to his senses, he was stunned for a moment: "Did his expression suddenly change?" He thought it was his illusion and rubbed his eyes. Sun Wukong was sleeping soundly. How could there be any change?

The little monk laughed and thought to himself: "I must have seen it wrong. Sun Wukong is so heartless. How could he...how could he...show such a ferocious expression..." He glanced at the sleeping man again in a daze. With Sun Wukong in front of him, Klin simply gathered his mind and closed his eyes to sleep.

Bulma's travel diary, day four.

"Didi... Didi..."

Bulma controlled the steering wheel and clicked the Dragon Ball radar with one hand. The target highlight almost overlapped with the red triangle in the center. "There is a small village!" Sun Wukong's cry came from above her head. She and the co-pilot Klin looked at the same time. Sure enough, a small rural village appeared in front of them, but it felt... quite quiet and strange. . (To be continued.)