One Hundred and Forty-Four, Will Leave

"Master?" Sun Wukong raised his hand, motioning Tianjin Fan to wait a moment and looked at Wu Tian.

Wu Tian grabbed the withered yellow leaves and said to himself, "Do you think... there will be people like your Saiyan ancestors?"

Sun Wukong was stunned, "You mean...?"

Wu Tiandao: "Integrate your own abilities into the blood of your descendants... Therefore, the Saiyans have the path to become a Super Saiyan, or even a Super Saiyan God... The lines on the Songhou clan's body turned out to be Does this have any effect?"

Sun Wukong crossed his arms and tilted his head, "Huh?"

Wu Tian held the broken dead leaves and let go. The broken leaves were flying one after another. He looked at the sky and muttered to himself, saying: "The key is to allow ordinary people to communicate with the medium of natural vitality... You chose the power of blood to create In the form of "War Song"..."

Now that he has the body of an ordinary earthling, it is no longer possible to imitate the methods of the distant ancestors of the Songhou clan...

"However, it is in line with my original intention to create a path that is universal for all people on earth without turning into blood." Wu Tian smiled lightly.

But, what is the most suitable "medium" for ordinary people to communicate with nature's vitality?

He took out the dirty stone given to him by the old woman in gray robe and rubbed it. The dirty marks on it could not be wiped off at all, because they were not actually dirty spots, but the lines and marks on the stone itself. Wu Tian thought to himself, was it a coincidence that he found an idea soon after getting this stone?

The journey continues.

On the way.

rest.

Practice.

Near a mountain forest, a group of five people encountered a "wild" fat man.

He is a powerful swordsman.

"It's Aqilobei." Sun Wukong said.

"You guys, how do you know my uncle's name?" The fat man's tone was very rude, because Wu Tian had not let go of the Dragon Balls since he first made a wish, so Aqi Luo Bei had not picked up one. The Dragon Balls are made into a pendant.

"Yes, Wukong, do you know him?" Klin asked curiously.

Sun Wukong just smiled and said: "No, I used to know a person named Yaqi Luobei. But he is much more powerful than this person. His Wu Xian Slash is very powerful. Even I can't underestimate him!"

Akilobei's fat face suddenly darkened, he drew his knife out of its sheath and said in a bad tone: "Boy, what do you mean, do you want to be chopped?"

He certainly couldn't cut any of those five.

Before leaving, Sun Wukong told Aqilobei that he could try climbing the Kailin Tower, but looking at the fat man's appearance, he obviously didn't take it seriously.

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The month after Tianjin Fan and Dumplings joined, one day under the stars and moon, Sun Wukong and Klin finished practicing the forty-nine martial arts fists. Wu Tian suddenly spoke and said: "Wukong, please teach Tianjin Fan and the others this set of fists." two."

Krillin was surprised.

Tianjin Fan and Dumpling were about to sit cross-legged and meditate. When they heard Wu Tian's words, they suddenly opened their eyes, especially Tianjin Fan, whose three eyes were widened, and he said with surprise and joy: "Really..." Is it really possible, Teacher Wu Tian?”

Wu Tian didn't say much, closed his eyes, and then flew into the air, blending into the night.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Since Master agrees, of course it is true."

As he spoke, he ordered Tianjin rice and dumplings, and taught Wu Shen Fist one punch at a time, including footwork, punches, breathing rhythm, etc.

After formally learning the Wushen Boxing, which he had admired for a long time, Tianjin fans realized the depth and complexity of this boxing. If it weren't for Sun Wukong's in-depth explanation, Tianjin Fan estimates that it would have taken several times longer to understand it completely on his own. It was also at this time that Tianjin Fan realized for the first time the inscrutable nature of himself and this little boy who was less than half his height. Therefore, as the master of Sun Wukong, Master Wutian, his back is even more unfathomable.

While he was sweating profusely while practicing boxing, Tianjin Fan accidentally glanced at the sky. Wu Tian was floating high in the sky, blocking a ray of moonlight.

Klin was also happy for Tianjin Fan and the others. He had personally experienced the wonders of Wushen Fist. The efficiency of practicing one's skills can be said to be far beyond any conventional physical exercise. Practicing Wushenquan once is more efficient than practicing weight-bearing push-ups, pull-ups, sprinting... and other training for a day.

But at the same time, he was also frightened. Tianjin Fan was already very strong, but now he practices Wushen Fist. How strong will he become? No, as Master’s true disciple, I can’t lag behind! Klin's heart was agitated, and he dragged his tired body and reluctantly played Wushen Fist again. Only when he was sweating profusely and his skin was as red as if it was cooked, did he fall asleep with satisfaction.

In the sky, a person is thinking about the moon; on the ground, a little man with a long tail is boxing, and two people, one tall and one short, imitate each move; next to him, a cool breeze blows, and the little bald head falls asleep after being exhausted...

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One year passed in a flash since Wu Tian took Sun Wukong and the two of them out.

Western capital.

The mansion of the chairman of Universal Capsule.

"It's been a year." Under the sun umbrella next to her swimming pool, a woman with a purple afro generously exposed her long, slender white legs. She sat on a lounge chair, flipped through a magazine, and sighed casually. He reached for the drink next to him, but found nothing. She put down the magazine and sighed: "I told you..."

Pantis took a sip of Bulma's drink and then put it down. He licked the corner of his mouth with his pink tongue. He pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his fingers and said with a smile: "Yeah, a year really goes by in the blink of an eye." It’s over.”

As she said that, she took off her sunglasses and stood up. The towel on her body slipped off, revealing her bikini swimsuit. She jumped into the pool with a "plop", and her head came out of the water with a "clop". She shook her hair that was the same color as Bulma and said with a smile: "Fortunately, that one Yamcha broke up with you, otherwise he would always harass me and stare at me lewdly, and I wouldn’t be able to come down to swim~"

"Is it that exaggerated?" Bulma held up his forehead. However, Yamcha did go a little too far. He almost did something very extreme to Pantis two months ago. Bulma finally couldn't bear it anymore and said goodbye to this **** thief. .

The corner of Pantis' lips curled up. It seemed that his mother had given up on that Yamcha in advance. Nice!

Um?

With a thought in her heart, she saw a few shadows on the surface of the swimming pool. When she looked up, she saw that Wu Tian and the others were back!

"Long time no see, Bulma! Pantis!" Klin laughed high in the sky. He has now learned the air dance technique and can fly freely.

Sun Wukong also smiled and waved, and flew to the side of the swimming pool with Wu Tian, ​​Tianjin Fan, Dumpling, and Klin.

Pantis took the stairs to the shore, grabbed a white bath towel and wrapped it around his body. He blinked and said with a smile, "Ah, yesterday when Bulma and I saw that the Dragon Balls had recovered, I was thinking that it might be time for you to come back."

Klin was very surprised, "Have you been here often this year?"

Bulma smiled and said: "We are good friends now~"

Pantis stuck out the tip of his tongue. Looking at Tianjin Fan, who was a little reserved, she rolled her eyes, slipped off the bath towel she was wrapped in, and tightened it around her arms, exposing her shoulders and delicate collarbones. She exhaled like a blue breath and asked Tianjin Fan: "Who is this? ?Looks a bit familiar.”

Klin said: "He is Tianjin rice, that one is dumplings. Didn't you say that you went to watch the last martial arts competition? Of course you will be familiar with Tianjin rice!"

Tianjin fans don’t dare to look at Pantis, he is a relatively old-fashioned person.

Pantis smiled and wrapped himself in the towel again. This feeling of teasing an "elder" was really exciting.

"Please..." Bulma held her forehead. She had seen many shady behaviors of this girl Pantis in the past year.

Pantis smiled, glanced at Wu Tian intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to meet his eyes. Wu Tian said: "Sometimes, being too deliberate can be self-defeating." Pantis's heart skipped a beat, and when he was about to ask him what he meant, Wu Tian asked Bulma: "Where are the Dragon Balls? Take them out and make a wish."

ten minutes later.

Boom! The sky suddenly darkened, and the golden lightning soared into the sky, transforming into a green dragon.

"He who has gathered all the seven Dragon Balls... tell me your wish." Shenlong's red eyes looked directly at Wu Tian. Last time, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net last time... This has been his consecutive This was the third time I saw the face of Wu Tian, ​​a mortal.

Wu Tian grabbed the dodecahedron and said calmly: "Let the buttons on each side of this thing have the function of traveling through the twelve universes of the corresponding number."

Twelve universes? Tianjin Fan was surprised, but he didn't say anything. He was still marveling at the magnificence of Shenlong.

Bulma put her hands on her hips and smiled, it was indeed her wish.

Pantis breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his "historical" wish has not changed.

Wu Tian suddenly said those words to her just now, but she was shocked and thought that her identity had been exposed.

"This wish... is very simple..." Shenlong finally said this, his eyes lit up red. An invisible force was immediately attached to the dodecahedron in Wu Tian's hand. The twelve buttons on the twelve sides glowed with a misty light.

Wu Tian looked at the dodecahedron in his hand for a while, then turned it into a capsule and put it away.

When the dragon disappeared, Sun Wukong jumped into the sky and intercepted seven flying white stones. He fell back to the ground, "It's so hot, so hot~!" He yelled and threw seven white stones to the ground, "Huhuhu" and blew into his palms that were filled with white smoke.

"Master, although you can leave now, but... you have a wish, you should still make it, right?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Pantis thought to himself: Yes, this time next year, he will make a wish to change his appearance!

Wu Tian smiled faintly.

Sun Wukong said: "I guessed it last time when I saw Master drawing your previous appearance. After all... Master only cares about Master's wife's eyes!"

Bulma also remembered that he had seen Wu Tian draw character sketches before! It's just - is that what "Kame Sennin" looked like before? ! What a joke! What a handsome uncle!

Pantis was surprised. He didn't remember that Turtle Immortal had a wife. Who was the "Master's Wife" that Sun Wukong mentioned?