Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

Kling talked about many of their experiences in the past three years.

For example, when I boarded the Earth Temple and met the older version of Piccolo, I met the little fat man named Akilobei. His swordsmanship was so powerful. After practicing together in the temple, Akilobey's swordsmanship became even better. They were so superb that if Klin and the others were not careful and did not use Qigong to control their bodies, they would probably be killed by this guy with a sword.

With a guy like Sun Wukong around, they caused a lot of interesting things along the way. Bulma was very interested in these and kept asking. Kelin told her interestingly, and at the end of the conversation, he suddenly mentioned that they met Yamcha on the road.

To be honest, if Klin hadn't mentioned it, Bulma would have almost forgotten about Yamcha... Feeling ashamed, Bulma took the barbecue plate and asked Klin: "I remember Yamcha before you." He's out, what's up, he'll be back soon, right?"

"He..." Klin looked at Dumpling who had come to rest, and he shook his head and sighed, "He probably won't come back."

"Hey, why is this?" Bulma asked casually.

Klin recalled: "At that time, the four of us were crossing the sea, relying on the map function of the radar in Wukong's hand, sometimes looking for islands in the sea to rest... One of them, we met Yamcha on an island! He paused and said, "When I saw him at that time, he had been living on the island for a long time. He... lived a very comfortable life."

Bulma was puzzled: "What do you mean? Has he given up on the task of testing Grandpa Wu Tian?"

Klin scratched his head and sighed: "Who knows, because he has good skills and is the best on the island. I heard from him that he was first rescued from the sea by the daughter of a fisherman on the island, and they got along with him for a while. One day, I helped solve some troubles for a fisherman’s family, but in the end... I got married to that fisherman’s daughter out of nowhere!”

"Huh?" A greeting popped up in Bulma's head.

"Probably, the comfortable life has worn away his will..." Klin smiled bitterly, "Since learning martial arts from the Martial Immortal, not only does it require a lot of hardship, but it may not achieve much, but on this island, But you can live a good life easily, so why bother doing the stupid thing of walking around the world on foot? Not to mention whether you can endure all the hardships, even if you can, so what?"

The little bald head let out a long breath, "Actually, not only Yamcha, but also me, when facing Goku, Piccolo, and now Tianjin Fan, when facing guys with extraordinary talents like them, I often I feel a sense of powerlessness... Compared with these guys, no matter how hard I try, what can I do? What's more, these people's efforts are not less than mine."

Bulma fell silent. In fact... outside of martial arts, in school, she herself also belonged to the category of "those guys" in Krillin's words. She once had a few friends in school, but gradually, either because of her family background, her uniqueness, or her unconventional talent, the few friends she had were also lost. They gradually became distant.

Even when interacting with "reckless men" like Sun Wukong, they couldn't feel the difference in Bulma.

"But so what?" Klin suddenly laughed, his eyes sparkling with brilliance, "Did I learn martial arts to compete with Wukong and the others? No, I learned martial arts to strengthen myself! Back then, I was Duolin Temple was bullied by his senior brothers, so he yearned for martial arts, wanted to become strong and not be bullied by others! What I like is the joy and satisfaction of becoming stronger, that's all, I am definitely not jealous of Wukong and the others. As long as Once you understand that, everything falls into place.”

Bulma smiled, and her voice was clear: "I didn't expect that even though you are a little bald, you are still very smart!" Then she grabbed a barbecue stick from the plate and gave it to Klin, "Here, I will reward you with a skewer of meat!"

Klin took the meat skewers: "When we left, Yamcha became a baseball player on the island and had a family... Alas!" He took a bite and said vaguely, "Maybe martial arts is not It suits him..."

Bulma carried the barbecue plate and walked towards Sun Wukong who was practicing boxing by the lake.

In the distance, Wu Tian, ​​who was drinking tea with Sun Wufan, glanced at Klin and then looked away.

Yamucha was removed from his heart.

"This tea brewed by my wife is the most fragrant." Sun Wufan praised the tea as he enjoyed it.

"Your wife is not here, and she can't hear you when you praise her." Wu Tian shook his head.

The Phoenix flew over at this moment, flapping its wings to grab the tea in front of Sun Wuhan.

Sun Wufan hurriedly snatched away the tea cup, raised his arms to cover it, and said with a smile: "Go, go, go, how do you know how to taste tea?" Then he complained to his master: "Master, what you said is wrong. I praise my master for her profound tea ceremony and her close relationship with the master." Does it matter if Master Wife can hear it?"

"Haha, why do I think someone praised me because they noticed that I was coming over?" A magnetic female voice sounded, she passed Sun Wuhan and sat down next to Wu Tian. It was the woman with a slight smile. Hathaway, with her seaweed-like purple hair hanging casually, has a lazy temperament.

On the other side, Bulma left the barbecue there after giving it to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong refused to accept anyone who came, and his cheeks were bulging with barbecue. Seeing that Bulma kept looking at him and chewing non-stop, he asked vaguely: "What's wrong?" Bulma shook his head, so Sun Wukong continued to eat, and then discovered that Bulma's Sun Wukong came over with a slight blush on his face, but Sun Wukong was dissatisfied: "Don't come so close... Gu!" He swallowed the meat in his mouth, UU Readingｗww.uukanshu.net "Don't come so close!"

"Hmph!" Bulma pulled her pretty face. Sun Wukong's brain is just like a piece of wood, no, like a piece of reinforced concrete. He doesn't know how to do it. He, a young and invincible beautiful girl, has taken such initiative. There was no reaction at all, which was really annoying. She picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Sun Wukong's mouth, "Eat you to death!"

Of course, Sun Wukong couldn't eat it to death. He put all the barbecue brought by Bulma into his belly in a few moments and patted it with satisfaction.

Bulma rolled her eyes and asked: "Hey, Wukong, when you usually do things, that guy..." She tapped her temple, "...can you see it?"

"I haven't asked him, so I don't know!"

"Really, why don't you ask clearly about such an important matter?" Bulma was dissatisfied, "Don't you even pay attention to your own **?"

"What does ** mean?" Sun Wukong was curious.

"I'm so angry..." Bulma was so angry that she could only ask in a different way, "Then when you were exchanging consciousness with him, could you know what he did with your body?"

"I don't know!" Sun Wukong said matter-of-factly, "After every exchange, I would either sleep in my mind, or enter the Wuxian Tower on the virtual earth network to practice, and I never paid attention to this aspect!"

"Why are you so big-hearted! You idiot!" Bulma rolled her eyes and lost her temper with Sun Wukong. She made up many scenes in her mind. She and Sun Wukong looked at each other lovingly, and then all kinds of indescribable things happened. Then, behind Sun Wukong's head, a dirty and lewd guy appeared. It was really... She shuddered!

"No, I have to find Grandpa Wu Tian to find a way!" Bulma left without looking back, leaving Sun Wukong confused. (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading academy