Chapter 383: Disadvantage

Tsurumi was silent for a while. He raised his cup to drink tea and frowned slightly. He felt that it seemed a little bland and lacked the flavor.

"Drink a bar, wine will make you sad." Wu Tian sat across from him, put down his cup, and said.

"Who said I was worried?" Tsurumi said lightly.

"When people get old, they naturally always recall the past, and recalling the past brings sadness." Wu Tian shook his head, "There is sadness when we are apart, and the memories of the past will always stay in the past. That is true separation and true sadness. There is nothing wrong with it. Admit it, many times... I also think of Master."

It's not that Wu Tian is pretending... Although his mind is dominated by his three-life self, when he traveled through time that year, the spiritual fragments of the original "Wu Tian" were integrated with him. Otherwise, when he was in Huangquan, the King of Hell would I have long seen through his true nature.

He also has feelings for Wu Taidou.

What's more... Wu Taidou's earnest teachings to "Wu Tian" and Tsurumi, even Wu Tian, ​​along the way, can get some enlightenment every time he recalls and reflects on it. Wu Taidou's "energy level" may be trapped by the environment of the times, limited by his own qualifications, and limited by his cognitive level. He is far behind Wu Tian, ​​but his true knowledge and insights, especially some martial arts thoughts, , very instructive (xìng).

Hathaway put her hand on the back of Wu Tian's hand and said softly: "That's why you wrote 'Wu Tai Dou' in the book, right?"

Tsurumi put down the tea cup, but at this time, Wu Tian had disappeared from his seat.

In just a few breaths, he reappeared, but at some point he had a jar of wine and two glass cups in his hand.

"This is the Tibetan wine brewed by your sister-in-law. Try it." Wu Tian patted the stopper of the wine jar and threw a glass cup steadily in front of He Jian. He knocked the tea cup away with skillful force and placed his finger on (shēn) With a gentle tap on the front table, two small streams flew out of the wine jar, branched in the air, and fell into the glass wine glasses in front of Wu Tian and He Jian respectively.

Hathaway always said that Wu Tian was used to the bad habit of drinking wine, but she herself learned some brewing methods without any trouble, and occasionally let the Phoenix drink a little secretly.

Ding, the two senior fellow apprentices clinked their glasses together, and there were no waves in their glasses.

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Bang!

Sun Wukong turned several somersaults in the air, and with a chirp, he finally braked to a halt at the edge of the Broken Mountain Arena.

"Huh, it's so dangerous!" Sun Wukong touched his forehead and sighed.

The host and referee, Mr. Mustache, who was wearing sunglasses, explained passionately: "It's really exciting. We can see that at the beginning of the game, the Tianjin Fan player and the Sun Wukong player brought us a lot of excitement. Lost in the last exciting duel between Piccolo and Klin! As expected of the descendant of Wu Xianren, Sun Wukong’s performance has never let us down! Looking at his expression, it seems that he still hasn’t used his full strength ! And the Tianjin fan players seem to still have some energy left! Who is Kakusen-ryu, this never-heard-of sect?"

Before the host here finished speaking, Tianjin Fan’s offensive followed one after another.

His speed increased again, and he disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already at the edge of the ring, beside Sun Wukong... what? ! Sun Wukong was startled. Tianjin Fan's energy suddenly flashed from the opposite side to his right side, as if teleporting.

Sun Wukong hurriedly dodged, and in the blink of an eye, he only saw Tianjin Fan's three calm eyes.

Tianjin Fan's five fingers were like five steel bars, glowing with a dark yellow light. He grabbed it with great sharpness, tearing the air. The instantaneous claw strike seemed to be accompanied by hot (heat) breath, rubbing against Sun Wukong. The hair on the top of his head was gone, and a few strands of black hair were flying in the air, clumping together like a burnt earth.

Snapped!

A black shadow whipped Tianjin Fan's hand from below, making a crisp sound in the air, showing how violent the force was.

Tail?

The third eye of Tianjin Fan's forehead turned. As early as the very beginning, he noticed Sun Wukong's tail. For a person like Sun Wukong who is extremely talented and has an extremely agile fighting style, if this tail is not a weakness, it will definitely be one of Sun Wukong's weapons. Therefore, Tianjin Fan has already taken this tail into consideration when fighting.

The tail whipped Tianjin Fan firmly on his forearm, leaving a red whip mark.

But Tianjin Fan also used his hand to wrap around and catch Sun Wukong's tail in the palm of his hand. After Sun Wukong pulled out his tail, he made a very dexterous movement to retract his tail. If the person who was hit by his tail didn't pay attention, he would not be able to do it at all. It was impossible to keep the tail, but... Tianjin Fan's attack speed and strength suddenly increased again, grabbing Sun Wukong's tail in time, preventing him from escaping.

Becoming stronger again!

Sun Wukong lay on the ground with a surprised expression. From the beginning of the previous game, he noticed that Tianjin Fan's energy... had been rising slowly but firmly.

"What's going on? How come this person's anger... keeps increasing?"

Klin was resting in the player lounge while watching the game of his good brother Sun Wukong.

At this time, he also looked shocked, because for some reason, the aura of Tianjin Rice was still rising! He originally thought that this person was slowly entering the state of martial arts competition, and his aura was gradually rising. Just like Wukong, he was a "slow (hot)" martial artist.

But now it seems... the other party seems to be consciously increasing his energy!

In the high air far away from Sayuan City, the fast-flying Piccolo suddenly stopped. He looked a little surprised and looked back below the clouds and mist in the direction of Sayuan City... Is that the three-eyed Qi? How did he become so strong? And it continues to get stronger, with a very strange pulse, continuing to rise!

…

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Tianjin Fan grabbed Sun Wukong’s tail and read a book in UU www. uukanshu.net directly pulled Sun Wukong up and whipped him back and forth on the ground. The sound was dull and loud. Countless female (sexual) viewers covered their mouths and had tears in their eyes... It's so pitiful, little Wukong. It's so pitiful. How can this three-eyed freak be so cruel?

Phew...Tianjin Fan is pulling his tail again to push Sun Wukong to the ground. He will not spare any effort, because the other party has not even taken off that weird wrist guard. He is so contemptuous of Tianjin Fan. Let him eat some. The pain is no big deal!

In the audience, Bulma frowned deeply.

She was not worried about Sun Wukong being beaten, because she knew that Sun Wukong was a Saiyan, with rough skin and thick flesh, and could withstand beatings. What she was confused about was the other side.

"Why is Wukong at a disadvantage?"

At the beginning of the game, Sun Wukong was obviously in the upper hand, but gradually, from whence on, Tianjin Fan began to dominate Sun Wukong step by step. (To be continued.)