Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

"What?"

Mr. Big Bear stood up and stared at Sun Wuben in the sky.

"You actually..." Tianjin Fan's three eyes stared like copper bells. Crane Immortal couldn't believe it, he opened his mouth wide and stretched his neck to look at Sun Wuben floating in the sky. Wukong is his housekeeping skill, even his teacher Wu Taidou and his old rival Guixianren can't, and he just He taught Tianjin Rice and Dumplings, and if there is a fourth person who can learn it, then only his cousin Tao Baibai, because the Crane Immortal once briefly told Tao Baibai a few key tricks of Wukong.

But the Crane Immortal never thought that a person like Tao Baibai would reveal the secrets of Wukong to outsiders.

"Could it be..."

Crane Immortal suddenly turned ugly.

"Jiaozi, did you teach the Wukong technique to..." Immortal Crane was furious, and turned to look at Jiaozi, only to find the dumpling lying on the ground.

"What's going on? Dumplings, you..." Immortal Crane is a master-level person after all, he picked up Dumplings and inspected them briefly, "It's due to overwork and unconsciousness, it should be because you just overused your superpowers, bastard, no wonder you just passed out in Tianjin I am no match..." Crane Immortal cursed in his heart, he turned his head to look at Sun Wuben in the sky, the fear in his eyes was more than anger.

In mid-air, Sun Wuben and Tianjin Fan hovered quietly.

After a slight silence, there was a buzzing sound. At the top of a wall, both Kelin and Monkey King looked at the two flying in the air with envy.

"Strange." Suddenly Kelin murmured, "This Tianjin fan seems surprised that the masked man can also dance kongjutsu. Could it be that he taught the kongjutsu to the other party?"

"Perhaps Masked Superman learned it by himself after watching Tianjin Rice and Dumpling use Wukong." Sun Wukong said crisply, and then frowned in doubt, "It's strange, it's easy for me to learn Kamepai Qigong secretly, but I can’t even learn Wukong, and I don’t have a clue, Kelin, what about you?”

"It's the same for me. Wukong is really hard to steal."

...

The two were discussing. Tianjin Fan in the sky suddenly turned his mouth up: "I see, Jiaozi must have secretly taught you yesterday. Jiaozi can communicate telepathically, so he must have told you Wukong's tricks through telephony, and then you tested it out." Now, if that’s the case, then there’s nothing to be afraid of in your Kong Wushu, because it’s easy to float in Wukong, but if you want to do actual combat in the air, you can’t do it without a lot of practice.”

"You mean you want to fight me in the air?" Sun Wuben smiled, "Tianjin Fan, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. This Wukong technique is completely developed by myself. I have used Wukong technique for nearly three years. In terms of the power of air combat, it is still above the ground."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Tianjin Fan roared angrily, he and Jiaozi only learned the art of dancing a year ago, Sun Wuben learned the art of dancing more than two years ago, Tianjin Fan absolutely does not believe it. Tianjin Fan still remembers that when he was with Sun Wuben, Sun Wuben told them that as long as he followed Sun Wuben, they would be able to fly in the sky in three years.

This remark later became the laughing stock of Tianjin Fan and Dumpling, and they used it as a joke when they had time, even when they came to Immortal Crane's sect, it was the same when the two were practicing.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the real chapter at hand!" Tianjin Fan shot at Sun Wuben, and at the same time Sun Wuben also moved, and the movement was elegant and fast like a wisp of smoke...

"Why so fast?"

"Could it be true that he just said that he has practiced Kong Wushu for three years?" Tianjin Fan had a bad feeling in his heart, but he had no choice but to shoot.

The two figures clashed in the air.

"Top!" "Top!" "Top!" "Top!" "Top!"

I saw Tianjin Fan being beaten up again and again, and this round he has completely become Sun Wuben's human sandbag, and he can be beaten as he wants.

"This Monkey King is too strong!"

Tianjin Fan's heart was shocked, Sun Wuben performed the air dance technique, just like a fish in the sea, every movement was extremely fast and slippery, at this level, not to mention that he had practiced three years more than Tianjin Fan There is nothing wrong with four years.

"Damn it!"

Tianjin Fan was suspended in mid-air, looking angrily at Sun Wuben opposite.

"I can't win like this at all, I can only use that trick!"

Tianjin Fan raised his hands, intersected his index fingers and thumbs, and put them on his third eye.

Sun Fist is a technique created by Tianjin Fan. Originally, Tianjin Fan was unwilling to use this move, because this move was used for a sneak attack, and if he competed with Sun Wuben, he would also sneak attack. Tianjin Fan couldn't get rid of this face.

"Sun Fist!"

As Tianjin Fan drank violently, a burst of Qi appeared in his hand, and then emitted a strong light, and the whole scene was plunged into absolute white light for a moment.

"Okay, it's now!"

In white light, people's eyes can't see because of the strong light, but Tianjin Fan has a third eye, so he can see everything clearly even in white light.

"Sure enough, this trick appeared." Sun Wuben closed his eyes. After watching Dragon Ball, why didn't he know that Sun Fist is the most famous move in Dragon Ball. Although Sun Fist was created by Tianjin Fan, almost all Z fighters learned it later. This move, and although the attack power of this move is not strong, it can save lives sometimes.

Warrior Z has used this trick many times to escape in front of powerful enemies.

"Whoo~~"

Sun Wuben flew high into the sky with a strange route, facing the Sun Fist, Sun Wuben couldn't see it, although Sun Wuben's mind was as quiet as the sky, and he also practiced internal boxing, but he could deal with ordinary people with his eyes closed. Tianjin Fan, Sun Wuben is not arrogant to that extent.

Sun Wuben's air dance was stronger than Tianjin Fan's, but now he wanted to escape, and he flew towards the sky, Tianjin Fan couldn't catch up for a while.

"Damn it!"

Tianjin rice was suspended in the air, gradually the white light around it disappeared, and each of them gradually recovered their eyesight. At this time, Sun Wuben also recovered his eyesight, so he flew back soon.

"If you have any other tricks, come up with them!" Sun Wuben said lightly.

"I……"

Tianjin Fan clenched his fists and looked at Sun Wuben fiercely.

"I can never lose, I can never lose to him!" Tianjin Fan roared in his heart, his eyes gradually turned red, and he rushed towards Sun Wuben crazily, without any dumplings to stop him, and Sun Wuben who was in the air dealt with Tianjin Fan just like an adult would deal with a Tianjin fan Like a baby, I saw that Tianjin Fan kept getting hits, but none of them could hit Sun Wuben, but even so, Tianjin Fan continued to attack Sun Wuben crazily. not heavy.

The battle continued.

Gradually, everyone could see that, not only Sun Wukong, Kelin, Yamucha and others saw that Tianjin Fan was not an opponent at all, but also ordinary audiences could see that Tianjin Fan was stubbornly resisting.

"Top!"

Tianjin Fan hit the ground hard.

"No, I can't lose, I must win!" Tianjin Fan stared at Sun Wuben with red eyes, struggling to get up, but the pain in his whole body made his movement very difficult.

"call!"

Sun Wuben landed on the ground.

"Tianjin Fan, you must get me the champion of this martial arts tournament." Sun Wuben turned around and walked towards the auditorium.

"Champion, do I have it?" Tianjin Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses.

"Bastard, what do you mean?" Tianjin Fan roared.

"Didn't I say earlier that the purpose of coming here has been achieved. If I didn't want to see what level you are down, I wouldn't fight this match. So, this match..." Sun Wuben said and had already walked to the ring The edge, and then he stepped out and got off the ring by himself.

quiet!

All eyes on the scene looked at Sun Wuben who walked off the ring.

"Out of...the challenger...the loser jumped off the ring by himself." The host shouted in surprise, "This really confuses me. The loser obviously has the upper hand, but he automatically surrendered... ..."

"Sun Wuben, you bastard!" Tianjin Fan roared.

These words once again shocked many people.

"Big Brother Sun Wuben?"

Sun Wukong looked at Sun Wuben's back in surprise.

"Tianjin Fan just called him Sun Wuben, isn't it that Sun Wuben? No wonder I feel familiar! But...is that Monkey King really weak?" Sun Wukong said crisply, his voice was also a little uncertain, after all, the world has the same name There are many people with the same surname.

"Impossible?" Kelin blinked, "Is he really Sun Wuben? I haven't seen him for two years, and he's so strong, much stronger than me. Am I working hard?"

Gui Xianren half-opened his mouth and looked at Sun Wuben who was walking towards Gao Yaqing, while Yamucha, Buma, Lanqi Mr. Turtle, and Oolong all stared at Sun Wuben in a daze.

In the front row of special seats.

Mr. Big Bear stared at Sun Wuben's back in disbelief: "Could it be that he is the lightweight fighting star song god, the Sun Wuben who has never been defeated and always KOs his opponent in the sixth round?" As a master in the fighting world, although Mr. Big Bear He is a heavyweight player, but it does not mean that he does not pay attention to other levels of masters, and the song god Sun Wuben, ordinary people know, how could he not know.

"I'm so surprised!" The host's excited voice sounded, "According to Tianjin Fan's name, it seems that the real name of Masked Superman Qiubai should be Sun Wuben. Everyone is familiar with him, because he is the real name of the world-renowned God of Songs. Everyone knows that God of Songs is also an outstanding fighter. His boxing in the ring is as beautiful as his songs, giving people artistic enjoyment and deep He is loved by the fighting world, so is this Masked Superman the God of Songs himself?"

I saw the host running all the way to Sun Wu himself.

"Mr. Sun Wuben..."

"I don't want to be disturbed by others now. As for whether I am a singer or not, you can guess for yourself." Sun Wuben waved his hand lightly, and the host was involuntarily pushed by a palm wind and retreated to the other side of the ring.

"It seems that the possibility of Masked Superman being Sun Wuben is more than 70%, but before everything is revealed, we can't just say that he must be the God of Songs..." The host began to chatter again, and at the same time ran to Tianjin Fan .

"roll!"

Tianjin Fan pushed him away, then glared at Sun Wuben angrily.

"Sun Wuben, come up, our battle is not over yet!" Tianjin Fan roared.

"Tianjin Fan." Sun Wuben looked at Tianjin Fan with a smile, "Don't you think that you are already a master-level master, your strength is stronger than that of Crane Immortal, and you can already establish a school. Don't tell me that Sun Fist is The boxing technique of the Crane Immortal Style, not your own creation."

"The Taiyangquan was created by me, and I also created other boxing techniques, but I didn't use it when I was fighting you just now, but so what?" Tianjin Fan roared.

Sun Wuben naturally understood what Tianjin Fan called the other boxing techniques he created that he hadn't shown yet. They were nothing more than Sixiangquan, Siyaoquan, volleyball boxing, etc. These boxing techniques have some surprises when fighting against masters of the same level. The effect, but in the face of Sun Wuben's absolute strength, is not as effective as other boxing techniques.

"For me, I don't have any interest in playing the next game anymore, but if you are interested, I will naturally give it to you, and you can't learn much from Immortal Crane at your level, can you admit it?"

"so what?"

"The other moves you created, don't you need other people to try them? Therefore, it is most suitable for you to leave the next battle to you. Don't tell me that you can't beat Monkey King." Sun Wuben said lightly, I was speechless in my heart, some Z fighters in Dragon Ball are very talkative, but characters like Tianjin Fan, Piccolo, and Vegeta have a lot of self-esteem, and they seem to want to persuade, but they can't speak directly.

"Of course I can beat that brat, but why fight with us?" Tianjin Fan roared, his voice much softer.

"Just right, I'm not interested in fighting that brat, so I leave it to you, don't you want to do it for me?"

Tianjin Fan was silent, and after a while, he snorted coldly: "Well, there will be a winner between you and me, and it's not in a hurry." He turned around and walked off the ring, and came to He Xianren.

"Huh?" Tianjin Fan looked at the pale dumpling lying unconscious on the seat in surprise.

"What's the matter with Jiaozi?" Tianjin Fan even had a telepathic conversation, but this time, there was no news from Dumpling, who had always been very well versed in telepathy.