Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"Is it really that powerful?" Sun Wukong was a little excited and wanted to learn this trick.

"Of course!" Klin was very convinced that he had only learned the first level and was able to exert his power 100%. If it weren't for the first level of Wu Xian Fist, he would have lost faster against Piccolo before! The little bald man simply couldn't imagine the second level of Wuxian Fist, the third level of Wuxian Fist... or even the seventh, eighth, ninth, or tenth level!

How strong would that kind of person be?

Can you exert several times or even ten times the power anytime and anywhere?

There are fifty floors in the Wuxian Tower, and Jarvis said that all the energy intensity, the power of martial arts moves, etc. in the virtual earth network are based on the data of Master Wutian himself! That means...

Master, he has mastered the fifty-level Martial Immortal Fist!

Fifty times!

Every time he thinks of this, little bald Klin can't help but feel suffocated... It's too strong! Master is really too strong!

This old man really surpasses everyone in the world!

Sun Wukong held the back of his head, wagging his tail, and said with some anticipation: "I really want to learn it... what kind of martial arts fist is this! Hehe!"

"Definitely. The two of us have almost mastered the basics. I think master will soon agree to let us officially start contacting Wuxianquan!" Clin guessed that he had stayed at the first level of Wuxianquan for a long time. As the saying goes, you can know the taste by eating the marrow. Of course, he also looks forward to the more profound Wu Xianquan!

To what level can I reach the Wuxian Tower now?

besides……

The little bald head looked at Sun Wukong, his fellow disciple who had been practicing on Wuxian Island with him for almost a year... If Wukong entered the virtual earth network and climbed to Wuxian Tower in the future, he should be a blockbuster!

"But let's go eat now! I'm so hungry!" Sun Wukong patted his belly and walked away, wagging his tail.

"Hey, Wukong, wait for me! I'm hungry too!"

The two senior brothers left chatting and laughing.

As soon as they walked out, a loud chirping sounded above their heads. They could hear it without looking up at the two brothers. It was the sound of a phoenix... Except for the ((mean jiàn)jiàn) ugly dead bird, there was no one else. A bird can sing so proudly!

"Master, have you prepared the feast?" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up and his mouth watered.

"Let's go!" Klin also smiled. He jumped high on the spot, turned somersault, and landed on the back of the phoenix in mid-air.

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Phoenix took Sun Wukong and Krillin directly to where Wutian, Tsurumi, and Hathaway were.

This is a hotel far from the city center.

The somersault cloud flew away, Sun Wukong jumped down and landed at the door of the hotel.

The phoenix flapped its broad wings, and its wings were as red as flames. It brought a whirlwind and fell to the ground. Klin jumped down from it, and the little bald head said to Sun Wukong: "Hey, Wukong, you said... we When will we be able to fly by ourselves? When will Master teach us the flying technique?"

"Why do you need a master to teach you?" Sun Wukong rushed into the hotel without looking back. He could feel Wu Tian and Hathaway's anger, so he didn't have to worry about not knowing where the private room was.

When Klin heard what Sun Wukong said, he was either startled or stunned.

Next to him, the phoenix fluttered its feathers and used the only magic it had, shrinking its body size and turning into the shape of a fiery red dove. Then it flew up on the spot, mockingly. After dazzling in front of Klin, he followed Sun Wukong and flew into the hotel.

The phoenix is ​​as magical as the legendary bird. It has long attracted surprised glances from people passing by and in the hotel. When the phoenix shēn shēn, some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but the phoenix ignored them and even It was a bit showy and arrogant... It flew into the hotel lobby in a swaggering manner, and then flew up to the corner of the second floor.

When someone was taking pictures, he murmured to himself: "Why do I think...where have I seen this bird before?"

Someone next to him reminded him: "You're stupid, that's the divine bird of the Immortal Wu!"

The man was excited: "Martial Immortal?! You mean..."

"Tsk, I just realized it! Didn't you see Sun Wukong running in like a gust of wind just now? Look outside, the little bald man standing there is Sun Wukong's classmate Klin, isn't he?" The man pointed to the second floor. In the private room at the corner, he laughed softly, "Martial Immortal... must be in that private room!"

"Wuxianren..." the photography buddy murmured to himself. It was inevitable to be excited. After all, for their generation, Wuxianren is a real myth and legend, and an idol in the hearts of young people all over the world who yearn for martial arts. , the only god... He struggled for a while and found that even if they knew that Wu Xianren was here, they seemed to be unable to do anything.

Go and watch?

Don't be stupid, the immortal has not avoided us, because he thinks highly of us. If you don't know it yet and bother him recklessly, believe it or not, you can reach the North and South Poles with just one finger?

He scratched his head, looked at the photos and videos on his phone, and muttered: "Well, wait until the immortal is gone, then post it online... This way it won't bother the immortal!"

At this time, Klin had already run up to the second floor.

"I'm so envious of this little bald man! He is actually able to take Martial Immortal as his disciple..." Someone looked at Klin's back and sighed.

Sun Wukong is the grandson of Sun Wufan, and it is only natural that he can become a disciple of Wu Xianren.

However, Klin, a bald little guy who doesn’t seem to have any special background, can become the apprentice of a martial artist, which is enviable! This is an opportunity that countless martial artists on earth dream of! If you can also get the guidance of Wu Xianren, UU read www.uukanshu. netｔThat...ahhhh, I'm so angry!

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After Klin entered the door, he finally saw who the other two spirits were in the box.

In the room, there were the qi of Master Wu Tian, ​​the qi of Master Hathaway, the qi of Phoenix, the qi of old Mr. Sun Wukong, the qi of Sun Wukong, the qi of Bulma, the qi of Tianjin Fan and his short little zombie. ...and the other one was an old man with gray hair and childish face sitting opposite his master Wu Tian.

The door was pushed open, and Tsurumi glanced this way... Just one glance made little bald Klin's heart tremble. Who is this person? This look... is too scary!

The feeling he gave Klin was even more stressful than when he faced Sun Wuhan.

There are two tables in the private room.

Wutian and Tsurumi sat opposite each other; Sun Wukong and Sun Wufan sat on one side; Tianjin Fan and Dumplings sat on one side... As for the other table, because Bulma was not familiar with Tianjin Fan, she took her ancestor (grandmother) nǎi)(milk nǎi) Hathaway added a table, and while eating warmly, she whispered some private words to each other. (To be continued.)