Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

Sun Wukong knew that if he delayed it any longer, the other party would probably be stubborn to the end and use mysterious means to squeeze his own strength in order to defeat him... What a pity, Sun Wukong felt that he was still under such pressure. It can explode with stronger power, but he still can't sit back and watch the other party "commit suicide".

"Hmph... I can't wait for it!" Tianjin Fan became even more solemn. The True Qigong Cannon, or the Crane Immortal Fist... continued to activate, burning the vitality, turning into strong power, and condensing in the major joints in the body. What changes will happen... Just like the bald man in the last scene, after taking off the wrist guard, will his aura suddenly increase?

"Wukong is finally taking off his wrist guards!" Bulma laughed in the audience.

"This kid from the Crane Senryu is really a little paranoid. If Wukong doesn't stop him quickly, I'm afraid there will be trouble." Sun Wuhan shook his head. His uncle seemed to have an extreme personality. Unexpectedly, the disciples he taught also had this kind of paranoid mentality.

Sun Wukong's movement of removing his wrist guard seemed very slow.

Is it... hard to take it off?

Tianjin Fan was suspicious in his heart, and his three eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong's movements. Finally, finally... Sun Wukong took off his right wrist guard from his fingertips with his left hand and threw it aside. The wristband is just a piece of cloth, falling in the air, and at the same time——

This is……? !

Tianjin Fan's three eyes slowly widened. He clearly felt that when Sun Wukong threw away the wrist guard on his hand, it was like a mountain was moved from his body. The breath suddenly erupts with a "puff" sound like a flame!

A mountain of pressure hits Tianjin rice like a wave!

"That……"

Sun Wukong's voice still stayed where he was, rubbing his right wrist with his left hand, but it turned out to be just an afterimage.

Where?

Where? !

Where have you gone? ! !

Tianjin Fan's three eyes searched rapidly, and at the same time, he tried his best to capture the trajectory of Sun Wukong's movement... His anxious forehead burst into sweat, the red color on his body became thicker, and his veins bulged, and he bit Ya, to once again enhance the power of the Crane Immortal Fist.

"...That's it for now!"

Sun Wukong's voice sounded behind him, and then, a foot stamped on the back of Tianjin Fan's head.

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"snort!"

Piccolo snorted coldly at high altitude, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his face. In the cold wind at high altitude, this drop of sweat quickly disappeared. Hurrah, the white robe made a hunting sound, Piccolo found a direction and flew towards the ground... Let's study the book again, maybe he can get better.

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"Win!" In the lounge, Klin clenched his fists happily.

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"Yes!!" Bulma jumped up excitedly, stuck out his tongue towards Tianjin Fan who was knocked unconscious by Sun Wukong's kick on the distant ring, and said with a grimace, "Lost! Cut it!"

Sun Wuhan laughed and shook his head beside him.

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"Oh oh oh oh! Win, win!!" The audience cheered and burst into enthusiastic applause. Especially the fans and supporters of Sun Wukong were even more excited. Some beautiful girls burst into tears. They flew out and hugged each other with tears in their eyes. Sun Wukong was beaten violently by Tianjin Fan just now, but these girls were worried.

Fans of Tianjin fans were dissatisfied. They thought Sun Wukong had cheated. Why did he suddenly win with one kick?

But after all, these groups are new fans. Compared with Sun Wukong, who showed off his skills in the last martial arts tournament, and compared with Sun Wukong, who is the grandson of Sun Wufan and the disciple of Wu Xianren, they are just like Sun Wukong. It seemed much weaker. Amid the huge wave of cheers, the fans of Tianjin Fan were trembling and at a loss.

"Tch! Nymphomaniacs!" Bulma was unhappy and sat back with an unhappy face.

"Haha..." Sun Wuhan just laughed, scratching his white beard and saying nothing.

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"Tianjin..." Dumpling flew from the audience to the ring, and followed the medical staff who also arrived backstage.

The reporters on the scene quickly picked up their pens and issued reports:

"The Final Four are over!"

"Pico vs. Sun Wukong, the ultimate battle between champion and runner-up!"

"Wuxian style or mysterious style, which one is stronger?"

"One side is an innocent boy, and the other side is an evil demon king. Which side do you support?"

"Discussing the respective advantages and disadvantages of Sun Wukong and Piccolo, as well as their fighting styles..."

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Sun Wukong waved to the sea of ​​(enthusiastic) (emotional) spectators around him, then picked up the wristband, put it on again, hugged the back of his head, and returned to the game to rest as if nothing happened. room.

"It's really thrilling, Goku!" Krillin said to him with a smile. Krillin was the only one left in the lounge now. Piccolo flew away after defeating Krillin, while Tianjin Fan was blasted with all his strength by Sun Wukong. The last kick knocked him unconscious. In addition to the sequelae of the Hexian Fist, he was taken away to treat his injuries and receive first aid.

Sun Wukong was deep in thought, wondering about the mysterious changes in Tianjin Fan's aura during the competition just now.

On Wuxian Island, Wu Tian paid special attention to Sun Wukong and Klin's control of Qi.

He wanted to lay a solid and profound foundation for these two brothers in the initial stage of the foundation. In this way, their future will have more potential. Even without his guidance, they can have a broad sky of their own.

"Klin, did you notice the changes in that man's Qi when he competed?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Of course, such a weird aura change...how could I ignore it?" Klin smiled and frowned, "Wukong, you don't want to figure out his martial arts for yourself, do you? I know you have a photographic memory of martial arts. ...But it’s not necessary, we don’t need that kind of thing, we still have Master’s Wu Xian Fist!”

"Hey, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Wu Xianquan? What is that?" Sun Wukong actually showed a surprised look.

"Hey?! Wukong, you don't know Wu Xianquan?!"

"I do not know!"

"You are Sun Wuhan's grandson. You grew up next to him. I thought you must know... That's right. When Jarvis told me that I could go to Wuxian Island to become a disciple, He also told me that the matter of Wuxian Fist and Wuxian Tower needs to be put aside for the time being... and after arriving on the island, the master did not mention the matter of Wuxian Fist..." Klin He rubbed his chin and thought.

Sun Wukong wondered: "So what exactly is Wuxian Fist? Is it a very powerful move?"

Klin retracted his trivial thoughts and said with a smile: "Of course! It's a very powerful trick!" He thought that when he dealt with Piccolo who had just come down from the mountain, he had subconsciously used the "Double Martial Immortal Fist". This is the secret to bringing out your own power 100%!

So, the little bald head added: "Compared to that three-eyed weird move, it's much more powerful!" (To be continued.)