Chapter 392 The Separation of Master and Disciple

"It's a pity that Piccolo, if it were the competition in previous years, with his strength, he could definitely win the championship!" Someone sighed as they came out of the exit.

Some people disagreed and made a cry: "What a pity, can't you see it? Although Sun Wukong and he were beaten like crazy, Sun Wukong has never killed anyone! But what about Piccolo? It's a trick The attack is fatal, and he won't show any mercy! If not for this, he would have lost long ago! How could the game be delayed for so long? "

"You can't say that. Maybe that's how people's fighting styles are? In a martial arts competition, you should always use the style you are best at, right? From another perspective, Sun Wukong's style is not unkind to a woman!" Some people disagreed. , said shaking his head.

"Tsk tsk..." The man looked at him with pity.

"What's wrong?" The man was surprised, and then someone slapped him on the back of his head. "Who is it?!" He looked back angrily, and found a group of angry women. He immediately withered, and he forgot Well, Sun Wukong's popularity among female audiences is not unusually high.

"What's wrong, woman? Did I offend you? My little Wukong is called a warrior's compassion! Martial arts practitioners need to always have a heart of awe and love. This is the brave person, haven't you heard of it? Come and see the world The First Martial Arts Club is not ashamed of itself! A bunch of rude men!" The woman mocked bitterly, showing no mercy.

Others dare not speak back at all. In public places, when faced with feminist forces, men are often in a weak position, not to mention arguing with each other normally.

"But it is true that Sun Wukong is better. Under such circumstances, he finally beat half of Piccolo's body to disappear. He still had the strength to stand, accept the judge of the winner, and the whole audience cheered... But Piccolo directly He was beaten until he was unconscious..."

"Well, I wonder if something will happen to Piccolo..."

"Did you forget that Piccolo regrew his broken arm during the game? He is a special race. Even if he loses half of his body, he should be fine... right?"

People were discussing that this five-year event had finally come to an end.

Sun Wukong, a young martial artist who is only 13 years old, has become the champion of the best martial arts club in the world!

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"Congratulations, Goku!"

When the audience dispersed and Sun Wukong sneaked back from the competition venue, Bulma immediately came over with a smile and was the first to congratulate him.

"Amazing!" Klin had nothing to say to his good brother and gave him a thumbs up.

"Hehe..." Sun Wukong grinned. His clothes were in tatters, but he was in good spirits. Seeing that there were rice grains and meat sauce at the corner of his mouth, he had obviously had a good meal backstage at the competition and had recovered a lot of his strength. The little monkey scratched his head a little shyly and proudly, and then went to see his grandfather, master, and master's wife.

"You performed well." Sun Wuhan took the lead and laughed.

Wu Tian nodded, and Hathaway stood beside Wu Tian and gave a thumbs up to Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong was suddenly filled with an innocent smile from the heart.

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On the other side, Tianjin Fan heard from his master that he and Dumpling no longer need to follow him.

"Master, where will this disciple go?" Today's Tianjin fan still has a very close relationship with Tsurumi, the master. Although Tsurumi has a bad temper, he is different from the Tsurumi in the original world. At least he is sincere in his work. Teach them, and don’t use people like Tao Baibai to mix things up and mislead the children.

Tianjin Fan suddenly felt sad when he heard that his master did not want his two brothers.

Tsurumi looked at the dumplings, then at Tianjin Fan, who was already much taller than him, and said, "In a blink of an eye, you two have grown so big!" He sighed imperceptibly, "Especially you, Tianjin Rice...My child, you are a good young man with excellent foundation and bones, you don’t need to be inferior to Sun Wukong! Master, I have nothing else to teach you..."

"Master! This disciple's skills are all passed down by you with all your heart and soul. I..." Tianjin Fan's eyes were filled with soreness, and the iron-clad man could not help crying.

"Okay, there's no need to say much! You can't change what I've decided as a teacher." Tsurumi interrupted Tianjin's meal. He suppressed his thoughts and was very impatient with this kind of mother-in-law atmosphere, so he said directly Said, "I have made an agreement with my senior brother, your uncle, who is Sun Wukong's master Wu Xianren. From now on, you two...just follow him!"

Diaozi grabbed Tianjin Fan's pants with all his strength. He lowered his head and said nothing. He was used to not raising his head in front of the master.

"Master! If my...disciple follows Wu Xianren, you will be alone..." Tianjin Fan's eyes filled with tears and his voice was hoarse. He fell to his knees, his burly body trembling slightly, "... Who will bring you tea and a towel?”

Dumpling quickly followed Tianjin Rice and knelt down.

"I, Hejian, am just a wandering cloud and wild crane. Without you dragging me down, I feel at ease!" Tianjin Fan lay on the ground. Listening to his master's voice, he could clearly hear a trembling sound. The young man from the Sanmu tribe immediately felt his heart tremble and tensed up. Then Tsurumi said, "Don't act like a woman. To the ends of the world, master and disciple, you and me, there will always be a day when we meet again! Okay, that's it, I'm leaving!"

The pair of feet in front of him disappeared. Tianjin Fan kowtowed and touched the ground. He closed his eyes tightly and shed hot tears.

Dumpling's face was always expressionless and his eyes were dull. He patted Tianjin Fan's trembling body and said with concern: "Tianjin..."

Tianjin Fan finally stood up slowly, his three eyes were red, he took out a deep breath, and said to the sunset: "Master, five years later... let's meet again, Master and Disciple, at the world's best martial arts conference!"

"Tianjin, are you okay?" Dumpling raised his head and asked.

"I'm fine," Tianjin Fan turned around resolutely, looking for Wu Xianren's anger, "Let's go, Dumpling!"

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The group of people is flying back to the west.

"Hehehehe..." Bulma was driving while scrolling through her phone with one hand. She laughed weirdly from time to time as she watched the heated discussion about Sun Wukong's victory on the Internet.

"Hey, hey, let me tell you... can you drive well?" Klin was under great pressure. Bulma, this woman, is so unreliable!

"Do you care?" Bulma rolled his eyes, "You little bald donkey, you won't understand!"

"..."

Hathaway, who was sitting in the back seat of the aircraft, smiled softly, leaned back, pushed down the seat, closed her eyes, and wanted to take a nap. The Phoenix also huddled aside, folding its wings and taking a nap.

Outside, Wu Tian and Sun Wufan were flying, and Sun Wukong was sitting on the somersault cloud.

"Master, grandpa, what is Wuxianquan? Klin said it is a very powerful trick, can I learn it?" Sun Wukong turned around and asked, full of expectation, he clenched his fists, "Next time, Piccolo will definitely do it I have become stronger! I have to continue practicing!"

Sun Wuhan asked with a smile while flying side by side with his master, "Do you really want to learn?"

"Is this move powerful?" Sun Wukong was very smart at this time and asked this first.

"Awesome, the best in the world!" Sun Wuhan said directly, standing next to his master, flattering him without blinking an eye.

"Of course you have to learn it!" Sun Wukong also said firmly.

Sun Wufan and Wu Tian looked at each other. Neither of them told Sun Wukong. In fact...if Sun Wukong wanted to practice Wu Xianquan, he would probably surpass the fifth level soon. Today he has won the championship again. According to usual practice, Sun Wukong You cannot participate in future martial arts tournaments, otherwise you will lose face and seize opportunities from "young people".

"Since you want to learn... then, I will ask Hathaway to give you a necklace later." Wu Tian thought for a while and said, "You know Klin's necklace, right? You can practice martial arts with that necklace Fist, just right, the rest of your practice..."

Glancing behind him, he saw that Tianjin rice and dumplings were getting angry. Wu Tian changed his words and said, "The next practice of the four of you will be just like that Yamucha... I will give you three years. After three years, , you have to walk around the earth once, and finally return to Wuxian Island together. You are not allowed to use any means of transportation on the way, including your somersault cloud, Wukong! Even if it is the ocean, I will find a way to swim across it myself!" (To be completed.) Continued.)