Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

The sun was shining brightly in the morning, outside the hotel not far from the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference.

"Boom!"

A universal capsule landed and turned into a yellow plane.

"Wukong, Klin, come to my house to play when you have time." Bulma called, and she stretched out her hand to pat Klin's bald head, "Little Bald Lin, I hope that next time we meet, your hair can grow a little bit, although With your appearance, no matter how much hair you grow, you will still look treacherous and will not become handsome, but it is better than no hair."

Sun Wuben was speechless: "Bulma, didn't I say that my hair is the same as your body and has a long growth cycle. When your capital is strong, let's talk about me."

"Well, you bald forest." Boomer was furious, she blushed and slapped Sun Wuben's bald head fiercely, "I thought you had become obedient, but I didn't expect you to be so glib. What aesthetic vision do you have? Ben's figure is just now Okay, gaining one point makes you feel fat, losing one point makes you feel thin." "Really?" Guixian stretched out his hands and pressed Buma's chest, "Is it true that gaining a point makes you feel fat, and losing a point makes you feel thin? I'll measure it, I know this best."

"roll!"

Buma slapped Guixianren on the face: "No wonder Xiao Tulin said that. It turns out that you, a master, didn't teach well, so I won't tell you, Yamucha, let's go!" Buma said Go to the plane.

"Wait a minute, Boulma." Yamcha's face was serious and serious.

"What's the matter?" Bulma couldn't help wondering.

"Teacher Wutian!" Yamcha called out in a deep voice, "Wukong and Kelin were about the same as me, but after eight months of practicing under you, they became so powerful and terrifying."

There was a light in Yamcha's eyes. Although he didn't understand the battle between Sun Wukong and Klin yesterday, and he didn't even understand the moon after he lost it, but he knew one thing, that is, these two people had already Throw yourself far away.

"My level and their level are basically the same. If I continue to practice like this, I don't know how long it will take to reach their current level." Yamcha has been thinking about it since yesterday's game, and even thought about it all night last night , In the end, I think it is best to worship Gui Xianren as my teacher.

"I don't need to waste time thinking about cultivation by myself." Yamcha was very proud, but seeing Monkey King and Kelin throwing himself away like this, how could he be reconciled.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​I want to worship you as my teacher, please guide me in my practice! Please!" As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Yamcha. A gleam of relief flashed in Bulma's eyes. Although she was an outsider, Sun Wukong and Klin's skills had far surpassed Yamcha's. Why couldn't she see it. Bu Ma is a genius scientist, and her family background is also the best in the world. How can she find a boyfriend who is just handsome? Although she likes Yamcha very much, it doesn't matter if Yamcha is not motivated, but if she is more motivated, of course it will be icing on the cake.

Gui Xianren narrowed his eyes: "Do you really want to practice under my sect?"

"Mr. Wutian, please accept me!" Yamucha shouted.

"Actually, I haven't accepted disciples for a long time. Wukong and Klin are special cases, because they have completed the impossible task I told them." Guixian said with a smile.

"Please accept me, no matter what test or task I am willing to complete, I just ask Teacher Wutian to teach me how to practice!" Yamcha said in a deep voice.

"Your determination seems to be firm, but with your current skills, you are already very good, and you have basically mastered all kinds of basic cultivation. Are you really willing to start from scratch with me?" Guixian said lightly.

"willing!"

"Besides, if you practice here with me, you have to leave all the messy things behind, such as the date with Boulma." Guixian said calmly. Yamcha looked at Boulma in embarrassment: "Boulma, I..."

Boulma put her hands on her hips: "Hmph!"

"Bulma, when I graduate from Teacher Wutian, I will definitely accompany you well." Yamcha said in embarrassment.

"Really, who cares about you!" Bulma snorted.

"I'm sorry." Yamucha said, and then turned to Guixianren, "Teacher Wutian, I am willing to abandon everything to practice with you."

"Okay, I'll take you for granted, but let's be honest, if you feel uncomfortable or lazy, I will drive you out of Guixianliu." Guixian said with a serious face.

"I will definitely do my best." Yamcha said in a deep voice.

"Yamcha, congratulations." Sun Wukong called out crisply. "Congratulations!" Sun Wuben looked a little weird. In the original Dragon Ball, Yamucha also worshiped Gui Xianren to practice after this martial arts tournament. It’s just that Yamcha is not like Monkey King and Kelin at all. Yamcha’s current foundation, hands, eyes, heart, various parts of the body, and even the mind have basically met the requirements. Immortals can't learn too many new things at all.

Therefore, after going there this time, Sun Wu instinctively imagined the depression of Yamcha after practicing.

"Wukong, Kelin, it seems that we will practice together in the future." Yamucha said happily.

"That's not necessarily true." Guixian said in a deep voice, "Wukong and Klin will not practice with you."

"Ah? Why?" Yamucha couldn't help being puzzled, and everyone also looked at Guixianren.

"Wukong, Klin, as I said last time, I have already taught you what I should teach you." Gui Xianren looked at Monkey King and Klin, his eyes filled with relief.

Over the past few hundred years, although Guixianren has not taught many disciples, he has never given up thinking about martial arts, especially when he thinks about the Great Demon King Piccolo, he is even more worried.

Although Piccolo was sealed by Wu Taidou, there is only one Piccolo in the world, so there really won't be such a strong man again?

It is precisely because he has not given up looking for answers that Guixianren discovered the relationship between potential and martial arts practice. Wukong and Klin are an attempt after Guixianren discovered the relationship between potential and practice.

In this attempt, Guixianren crazily increased the amount of practice for the two of them. He was not afraid that this would exhaust the two of them. This was unimaginable before, because the most important point of normal martial arts practice in the past was to "stretch to the punch." The Supreme Only Health Preservation' must never allow the body to have hidden wounds that cannot be repaired.

"The achievements of Wukong and Klin, I used to think that they were a little bit better than the current Yamucha, but I didn't expect that the effect was too terrifying. It seems that my new creation violates the 'fist to the highest health preservation' The method of practice is completely correct, but you must choose people with good bones to cultivate, otherwise you will still train people to death." Gui Xianren was very proud, since practice involves the human body, so it needs to be cautious most.

This time, Guixianren is also taking a risk, risking the lives of Sun Wukong and Klin. If he fails, Guixianren will naturally give up this method of cultivating disciples, and return to the original method of "Fisting to the Supreme Wei Yang".

But it worked.

And this kind of success has exceeded Gui Xianren's imagination.

"These two boys are able to emit such terrifying Kamepai Qigong, and their physical strength is probably one or two times stronger than mine." A thought flashed in Guixianren's mind. In the middle of the day, I carefully recalled every battle scene between Monkey King and Klin during the day, and the arithmetic shows that the two definitely have such physical strength.

"Klin can dodge my attack, but I can't see his moving figure. Maybe it's true as he said, he just ran away normally. It's because my intensity is too low and I can't see his movements clearly. It’s like those ordinary people can’t see my movements.” Gui Xianren sighed in his heart, this idea made Gui Xianren even more incredible, but when he thought that he had cultivated such a terrifying disciple, Gui Xianren felt infinitely proud.

"Yamcha may not be as good as Wukong in all aspects, but Biklin can only be strong, not weak." Gui Xianren is still very confident in this point. You must know that Yamcha's skill has already reached the level of Wukong. Originally, Guixianren thought that Klin's performance in this martial arts conference.

"I just need to apply the method of cultivating Wukong and Klin to Yamcha. After seven or eight months, another super terrifying strongman will appear. When the time comes, even if Piccolo appears again, what's the point?" Fear!" Gui Xianren was very happy in his heart, this not only cultivated two good disciples, but also accepted another potential disciple, but saw another door of martial arts, and saw the elimination of Piccolo. The hope of the strong.

"So Wukong and Klin, you don't need to live with me anymore." Guixian said seriously, "You should go out for a walk and find a higher level of martial arts, although you performed very well yesterday and even won the championship , but your martial arts are really unsightly."

"ah?"

Yamucha stared, and Sun Wukong also looked at Guixianren suspiciously.

"Kelin, do you remember being hypnotized by Jackie Chan?" Gui Xianren looked at Sun Wuben.

"Mr. Wutian, do you want to say that martial arts practice is nothing more than two aspects, one is skill and the other is strength." Sun Wuben smiled and said, "Like hypnotism, drunken fist, afterimage boxing, Kameha qigong, etc. The boxing method belongs to the aspect of skill, and the reason why we won yesterday was because of too much strength, if the same strength is used, even the same strength is not needed, as long as Jackie Chan has half of our strength, can we beat us?"

"Uh..." Gui Xianren was stunned for a moment, Sun Wu could be said to have finished what he wanted to teach the two of them.

"Punching is on the one hand, on the other hand, it is also a punch, just like I punch you at Yamcha's punching speed, if I punch you from a place that you can't see, or from a dark place, you You can try..." Guixian said in a deep voice.

"Try?" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he turned his back, "Grandpa, do you mean sneak attack from behind?" Just as he said this.

A fist landed on Sun Wukong's back, and the strength of this fist was indeed almost the same as Yamcha's punch.

"Wukong, Klin, do you understand?" Guixian said in a deep voice.

"Understood, Teacher Wu Tian has mastered advanced martial arts." Sun Wuben said with a smile, "So, when you shoot, you can eliminate the friction sound of the air, eliminate the resistance of the air, and even allow the air to push the shot faster, because There was no sound, so Wukong couldn't sense it, so he was hit."

"Kelin is right." Guixianren was a little speechless in his heart, and this Kelin said everything he wanted to say. Although such a qualification is very pleasing, it is impossible to say what he taught him. very heavy.

"That's right, try punching yourself."

"Okay!" Sun Wukong punched forward directly.

"Top!"

A huge sound exploded.

"See, this is because your martial arts are not enough. Just like what Kelin said, you can't eliminate the resistance of the air with your punches, so a lot of your strength is wasted in the competition with the air." Guixian said in a deep voice.

"Eliminate air resistance, what is air, why don't I feel that it is competing with me?" Monkey King muttered.

"Wukong, there is omnipresent gas all around us. Although we can't see it, it is real, just like your fart. Fart is also a kind of gas." He hinders us, but once our speed reaches a certain level, they will have obstacles, just like when we walk in the water, we can't feel the resistance of the water at all, but once we want to run fast, the resistance will be great. "

"I understand." Sun Wukong nodded, "But how can we eliminate those resistances?"

"Wukong, Kelin, I have already taught you what I should teach in Guisenliu. The next martial arts are up to you, including those just mentioned, because a true martial artist must find his own way. Just like I originally came from Wu Taidou's school, but in the end I created my own Guixian style, I also hope that you will create your own school in the future."

"Oh, I see." Sun Wukong nodded.

"Wukong, although Teacher Wutian said so, but to practice is to learn from the people of the world. If three people walk together, there must be my teacher. Only those who can learn from others can finally integrate and create a martial arts that surpasses the predecessors. , so don’t think that if we want to create our own martial arts, we won’t learn from others...” Sun Wuben said.

"Bald Lin!" Gui Xianren finally got a little angry, "Why are you talking so much nonsense, kid, am I Wukong's teacher, or are you his teacher?"

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​am I wrong?" Sun Wuben blinked.

"Yes, yes, but there are some things that Teacher Wutian should say." Buma giggled, "You little bald man, don't you know that the more you know, the faster you die, but you can make the old man jump in anger, I I admire you too, little bald man, do you want us to have a relationship?"

"Stop playing with me. Although I have connotations like this, my appearance is ugly and I'm not a prince. It's no wonder that a nympho girl like you who only looks at appearance will like it." Sun Wuben snorted.

"Kelin." Sun Wukong interrupted, raising his hand, "You just said that you can learn from anyone who can learn from you. What does "learn from" mean? Does it mean that I ask everyone who can learn from me to practice?"

"That's right, not only learn from people who can improve your practice, but also learn from nature, even a dog or a cat, as long as you think they can improve your martial arts, you can do everything yourself. Guixianren said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back, "Okay, you two can leave now. I hope to see your progress in boxing at the Martial Arts Conference in three years' time."

"Okay, Kelin, do you want to come with me?" Sun Wukong called.

"It's good that you separated." Gui Xianren said in a deep voice.

"I also think it's better to separate first. By the way, Wukong, if possible, don't sit somersaulting at any time." Sun Wuben laughed. "Understood, Grandpa, Boulma, Yamcha, Oolong, Poole, goodbye Kelin." Sun Wukong said and ran to the distance. "Boulma, I'll take your plane and leave this island." Sun Wuben said, and jumped onto Boulma's yellow plane.

"You little bald man is pretty easygoing, forget it, I don't care about you." Boulma laughed and cursed and jumped into the plane, and the yellow plane soared into the sky.