Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

time flies.

　　 Deep in the mountains, Monkey King wrestled with the leopard.

　　 In the mountain stream, Sun Wuben chased the tiger.

　　 In the wilderness, Monkey King was feeding on lions.

　　……

Every day there is a battle, every moment is like being on the battlefield, there is great good fortune between life and death, in this kind of cultivation, every moment Sun Wuben can feel his own changes, and every day Sun Wuben’s strength is growing. This is A kind of transformation, a kind of refinement, a kind of transformation from the spirit, the soul to the body.

　　While Sun Wu grew up day by day, in the virgin forest outside the West Capital, rows of big trees rumbling down, it was a fifteen or six-year-old boy practicing the Langfang Wind Fist madly.

　　 The boy punches faster and more fierce than the wolf. His eyes are more ferocious and blood-eating than the wolf. The boy fought with the pack of wolves, and even the hordes of wolves were trembling with fear.

　　 This is Bouma’s sweetheart, so handsome, that makes thousands of girls scream, one of the future z fighters, Ya Mucha.

On an island in the south where only three ordinary dwellings can be accommodated, two eleven or twelve-year-olds sat on somersault clouds and sent a beautiful gift to the hermit Guixianren on this island—beautiful and gentle girl Lan Qi, these two children are asking for a teacher.

　　 These are two amazingly talented children, hidden in their bodies as huge potential as underground magma, the old undead ‘monster’ turtle immortal who has lived for hundreds of years can see it at a glance.

　　 The natural turtle fairy accepted these two disciples with amazing potential.

　　 This is Sun Wukong, the destiny son of Dragon Ball World, and Klin, one of the powerful Z fighters later.

　　 and then——

　　 Tortoise fairy’s days have begun to "moisturize". There are beautiful girls to accompany him, and two clever or stupid little ones make him amuse.

　　 And these two children, who are not sure whether they are lucky or unlucky, have officially started their arduous practice called Gui Xianliu.

　　 I got up early in the morning and started delivering milk from one family to another. After the delivery, I came back for morning class. I didn't have a car. Can't it be done? Then pack it home.

　　 Go to the farm to plow the land, because the stones in the mud will wear the iron hoe, so you can’t use a hoe, you can only use your free hands to plow the soil, and you must plow faster than a hundred farmers use a hoe. It can't be done, please pack and go home. What? Fingers worn out and dripping with blood? I can't bear this bit of suffering, and I still practice, pack it home and don't give it away!

　　 Go to the construction site to work, because the car used to transport sand and gravel will consume oil and the car, so it is completely dragging a cart of gravel with both hands to fly, and everyone must do the weight of ten workers driving a car. Can't finish, go home!

　　 To swim in the lake, you only need to swim ten back and forth. It is really easy, but chasing a man-eating shark with a big mouth behind you. If it swims slowly, it will become a shark's mouth food.

　　 tied with a rope next to the hornet's nest, and then stabbed the hornet's nest and asked to avoid the bite of the wasp.

　　……

　　 One inhuman torture after another.

what? This can't die, it doesn't matter, the turtle immortal has so many ideas. For example, if you carry another ten kilograms of turtle shell on your back, you can still bear it, then add another ten kilograms... The "practice" who was tortured to death by ordinary people in a matter of minutes fell crazily to two eleven or twelve-year-old children. Body.

　　 Time passed, and the weight of the turtle shell on the backs of the two children also increased again and again.

However, what makes Guixianren dumbfounded time and time again is that these two children with amazing potential in his view have completely withstood one of his "practices", and no matter how tired they are during the practice, they are out of breath, but they only need to hit them. With one whip and two roars, you can jump alive right away without panting, your spirits are also coming, and you can continue to practice...

　　 After more than seven months of such crazy torture, two children actually pushed the island on the island, which in the eyes of the immortal turtle is not a stone hill that can be moved by humans.

Shock!

　　 incredible!

　　 Amazing potential!

　　 So almost, on the day before the world's No. 1 martial arts conference, Guixianren, who almost never went to the martial arts conference, took the two disciples on the plane and set off to the place where the martial arts conference started.

　　, of course, is not just to make a name for the turtle fairy.

It’s because Immortal Turtle knows that Sun Wukong and Klin have almost no rivals in this world, but they are still not very sensible children, especially Monkey King, who is completely wild, so innocent and speechless. There is no fear cell, and never knows about being nervous.

　　 An innocent and cute child suddenly has a huge power to look down upon the whole world, which is not a good thing at all.

　　 Although Turtle Fairy may not pay attention to the two little kids at first.

　　 But seeing two little kids with such potential, the Turtle Immortal had already regarded them as treasures. Kelin and Monkey King in his heart can be said to be closer to his own son.

　　Natural Turtle Fairy should consider these two people, mainly because of their martial arts.

　　 Guixianren also wants to see where his two disciples with amazing potential can go and how strong they can be.

However, no one in the world can be the opponent of two little kids, so the immortal turtles can only be their opponents, ready to disguise themselves as another person in the martial arts conference, defeat the two disciples, and let them know that there is someone outside. There is a sky outside the sky.

Of course, Immortal Turtle has no idea about this difficult task. Defeating Klin is not a problem for him, but Monkey King... Thinking of Monkey King’s amazing power, Immortal Turtle has a headache, but the headache will have to be hardened. On the scalp.

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　　 Also on this day, Yamucha returned to the Western Metropolis and Buma also set off for the place where the martial arts conference was held.

　　 The martial arts masters who practiced hard, or to prove themselves, or to get the huge bonus, are all rushing to the martial arts conference.

On a mountain forest road, a young man with dyed green hair as if he was holding a chicken coop was humming and riding his car. Suddenly a gust of wind blew behind him. The young man looked suspiciously, and what caught his eye was a Long-haired teenager.

　　 "Sing well!"

　　The young man grinned at him, and then the whole person passed him, and his back figure became smaller and smaller, and after a while, he ran to the front of the green-haired youth invisible.

　　 "Can humans run so fast?" The green-haired youth almost stared out.

　　 Sun Wuben's eyes gleamed on the mountain road that he couldn't see in front of him.

　　 "It seems that one day earlier than expected, I can get to the martial arts conference today."

　　 After Tianjin Fan and Dumplings left, Sun Wuben began to practice alone. This year, he rarely went home. He usually practiced in the mountains for a month or two. He went home only because he wanted to visit his mother.

　　 And the number one martial arts conference in the world was held recently, and Sun Wuben made an amazing decision, not to take the speed car, not to take the train, and completely rely on his legs to run wildly to the martial arts conference thousands of miles away.

　　 Obviously this is not a task that can be completed in a short time.

　　 Fortunately, Sun Wuben has now greatly increased his strength. He has practiced to run like a fierce horse, punching like a gust of wind, and his skin and bones are as hard as steel, and he is not afraid of bullets.

　　 Monkey King at this time is like when the Monkey King in Dragon Ball came out of the mountain, the bullet hit him, and he couldn't even break his skin. Of course I am not afraid of bullets, but I will not be easily injured by ordinary pistols. It does not mean that bullets hit the body without pain, even because Sun Wuben refers to the practice methods of national martial arts. The training of national martial arts is most concerned with listening skills, requiring the whole body skin to feel the enemy. The strength of the moment he shot it. Although Sun Wuben didn't reach this incredible state, his skin was more sensitive than normal.

　　 So the bullet hits the body, the pain is absolutely uncomfortable.

And not being afraid of bullets is just relative, like the special bullets of some people in the Red Ribbon Legion in Dragon Ball. It is a masterpiece of Dr. Gro. Shooting steel plates is like shooting tofu. Sun Wukong can't hold it. Sun Wu was not sure he could too. Carry it hard.

　　 The next day, the martial arts meeting was crowded with people.

"no!"

　　 "Bouma!"

　　 "Well, where is the bottom?"

I saw two little boys who were not as tall as an adult, yelling and screaming through the crowd. Although the crowd was very dense, most people could not squeeze in, but the two children drilled from the east to the west. The drill is like a slippery loach, squeezing to and fro in the crowd, free to come and go, without even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

　　 "Look, that person is so weird!"

　　 Holding a light bulb-like head, Klin pulled Monkey King who was pulling the head of a tree leaf, and pointed at a person close to him.

　　 It was a man wearing big sunglasses and a big mask that almost covered half of his face. At this time, the man was also looking at Monkey King and Klin, with a smile on his face.

　　 "Is this the Sun Wukong and Klin, the sons of Dragon Ball's fate?" Sun Wuben's eyes behind the sunglasses were also looking at the two children. The two little kids are wearing the orange-red martial arts suit that Monkey King has seen on TV, and a large bowl of traditional Chinese character ‘turtle’ is embroidered on their chests and backs.

　　 Except for the two disciples of Guixianren, it is impossible for anyone to dress like this.

　　 And Klin's figure is similar to dumplings, and he is also a bald head, but Klin's head is bigger than dumplings, especially his forehead is high, but overall it looks more likable than on TV. Had it not been for a hint of cunning in his eyes from time to time, making people unable to treat him as a naive kid, he would definitely be more like it.

　　 As for Monkey King, although he has clumps of black hair rising up into the sky, it makes him look different compared to other children, but that innocent and cute childish appearance can definitely make all girls maternally prosperous.

　　 "Wukong's combat power is at least 48 at this time, while Klin has 32..."

After just a little observation, Sun Wuben found that the two little kids were really powerful. They didn't use any strength at all in the crowd, but as long as they moved, whether it was a giant mountain-like man or a muscular man who got in the way after being rubbed by the two of them. , All moved away like unstressed grass.

"At least 32 combat power is completely disdainful of the heroes." Sun Wuben was very emotional. The top level of the earth's martial arts masters is generally 8 points. At 8 o'clock, they are the heroes of the party, who can open a martial arts gym and become a master. Exist, in the fighting and boxing arena, it is possible to hold the gold belt of the boxing king and the fighting king.

　　The combat power of Monkey King and Klin reached 48 and 32, which is another level completely. How do those martial artists in this martial arts conference contend with them?

　　 "Really!"

　　 Monkey King looked at Monkey King with a childlike voice.

　　 "Hello, kids." Monkey King smiled at Klin and Monkey King.

　　 Monkey King and Klin were taken aback. They came to this martial arts conference for two days. It was the first time that they met an adult who took the initiative to say hello to them, and they were a little confused about how to respond.

　　 "Seeing you look like you are looking for someone? Would you like me to help?" Sun Wuben said.

　　 "Uh..." Klin was taken aback again. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Sun Wukong has spoken in an innocent childish tone: "Yes, we are looking for Bouma, big brother, do you know where Bouma is? Oh, by the way, you don't know Bouma, goodbye. "After speaking, turn around and leave.

　　 "Wait a minute, you are looking for someone, it is very difficult to find someone like this." Sun Wuben said.

　　 "Then what can you do?" Klin buzzed.

　　 "Climb high and look into the distance, as long as you stand on the adult's head, can't you see far away? At that time, whether you are a cloth horse or a paper horse, you can find it." Sun Wuben reminded with a smile. Monkey King and Klin immediately became excited. "By the way, why didn't we expect it." Monkey King said, thanking Monkey King, and then grabbing Monkey King's pants as if he was about to climb up.

"I'm short." Sun Wuben held him back. "If you want to stand, choose a tall man to stand. That's more effective." As he glanced around, he saw that the old man with his left hand was tall, and he pointed to it. The old man with white beard, "He is the best."

　　 The old man's mouth twitched twice, and he glared at Sun Wuben: "You, a young man, don't know how to respect the old and the long. Besides, I'm less than an inch taller than you."

　　 "Grandpa, just let me stand!" Sun Wukong pulled the old man's trouser legs, showing innocent eyes, the child's tone made Sun Wuben listen softly.

　　 "Okay, okay, don't pull it." Where did the old man stand the look and tone of Monkey King's eyes, and pointed his shoulder, "Come on!"

"Thank you, old man." Monkey King grabbed the old man's thigh and climbed onto the old man in twos or twos. He stood on his head and looked around with his feet. He quickly screamed, "I found Buma and Yamucha. "Said, crawling down the old man's body, twisting his body a few times, and then disappearing in one direction.