Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

"Mr. Sun Wuben!" Mark patted his hugely developed pectoral muscles, squeezed his fists with both hands, and made a gesture to show the strength of the biceps. "Have you seen it? My muscles are all real. The real power is not like you are a trick. I believe that no matter what kind of trick, it will be shattered when it encounters real guns and live ammunition."

　　 Sun Wuben stood loosely, hooked a finger towards Mark, and said lazily: "Let's start!"

　　 "Very good!"

Mark became excited. Just when Sun Wu thought he would make a move, he saw him as a boxer greeted the media and the audience before the match, holding up his fists and turning his body to demonstrate until the whole action was completed. Then he put his arms around his chest and looked at Monkey King.

"Okay, I'm ready. Is your trick ready? Don't worry, you can prepare, I can wait. Anyway, I believe that no matter how clever your blindfolds are, you will be crushed under my true strength. ."

　　 Monkey King was speechless: "I'm not a trick."

　　 "I know you won't admit it, but this is not the point. The point is whether you are ready, don't lose and say you are not ready."

　　 "I don't need to prepare...Well, I'm ready a long time ago, just waiting for you." Sun Wuben said lazily, facing this Mark, there is a way like facing Satan in Dragon Ball.

　　 "Very good!"

　　 Mark stepped on the boxing step, jumped to the Sun Wu himself, and then blasted Sun Wuben with a straight fist.

　　 One finger.

　　 I saw Sun Wu move his own hand and stretched out a finger to block him in front of him.

　　 Mark’s straight fist hit the fingertips of the finger, and he stopped immediately. Mark’s punch only hit three-quarters, the remaining distance was completely blocked by his fingers, and he couldn’t make any progress. Mark's eyes stared like a light bulb, and then he retracted his fist, and the other fist slammed past.

　　 is still the same hand, but Sun Wuben did not use his fingers this time, but opened his palm and grabbed Mark's fist in the palm of his hand.

"what!"

　　 Mark suddenly let out a scream of earth-shattering.

"what happened?"

　　 "Senior Mark's fist was caught by him, but he didn't need to make such a scream if he was caught. Could it be said that Mr. Sun Wuben's grasping power was too great, and it was very painful to catch Senior Mark's fist?"

　　……

　　 Sun Wuben's five fingers loosened, Mark pulled back his fist, withdrew three steps in succession, shook his fist and shouted ‘pain’ repeatedly, only after a while he put down his fist and looked at Sun Wuben with horror.

　　 "Sure enough!" Mark grinned his hippo-like mouth and yelled, "It's really a trick. What hidden weapon is hidden in your palm? It's hateful, it hurts me!"

　　 "My hand, there is no hidden weapon, it is because your strength is too small and you can't practice at home." Sun Wuben said lightly, the hand held in the air did not withdraw, but opened his palm.

　　 "It seems, there really is nothing!"

　　 "He didn't hide anything in the palm of his hand!" The apprentices all around started talking.

"Huh! Don't think I'm going to make a mistake, Mark." Mark shouted, "Since it is a trick, how can you see it, oh, it's really painful, Monkey King, you can't use the trick just now, it's too insidious." ."

　　 "Come on, I won't squeeze your fist anymore." Sun Wu was listless, if he didn't want to help his grandfather, he would have thrown himself away when he met such a person.

"Okay, you must not use it anymore, or I'll let Mark admit defeat." Mark took a rest for a while before jumping in a boxing pace and slowly approaching Sun Wuben, but this time he was obviously more careful and surrounded him. Sun Wuben turned two rounds without punching. When he turned behind Sun Wuben on the third lap, he slammed his fist and blasted Sun Wuben's back.

　　 "Don't think you are behind me, I can't see it."

　　 A hand appeared in front of Mark's fist again. At some point, Sun Wuben had already turned around, and his palm caught Mark's fist again.

　　 "You said that you can't use that trick anymore." Mark yelled in horror.

　　 "I'm not working hard, your fist shouldn't hurt too much." Sun Wuben said lightly.

　　 "Huh?" Mark reacted. This time he was grabbed by the opponent's fist. There was no pain. He laughed, and then he froze his fist. The laughter froze again, and his fist seemed to be unable to come out.

　　 "Let's do this, Mark, if you can pull out your fist, or move my body half a point, even if I lose." Sun Wuben smiled.

"Asshole!" Mark roared, "Too humiliating." He yelled and pulled out his fists again and again, but his fist was like rooting in the palm of Sun Wuben's palm. What was even more terrifying was his crazy force. Sun Wuben's body was really real. There was not a trace of shaking.

　　 Once, twice, three times...

　　 Mark screamed again and again with crazy force, useless, all useless, and in the end he didn't pull out Sun Wu's duty for half a minute.

　　 "Asshole, you used a trick again, it's horrible!" Mark roared wildly.

"Juggling is a blinding technique. In the face of real strength, all tricks are clouds." Sun Wuben's voice became cold. "It seems that you are not smart at all, but you think you are smart. No matter, in order to make you sober and sober, I will take you. Have fun with a windmill."

　　 As soon as he raised his arm, Sun Wuben grabbed Mark's fist and threw him up directly, and then shook his head like a fan.

　　 Not only was Mark so scared that he let out a terrible cry of horror.

The apprentices stared, and Sun Wusheng was dumbfounded. He soon reacted: "Wumoto, be merciful! Don't throw it away." He swung the circle and threw it out. As you can imagine, Mark was half gone without death. Fate.

　　 "It's okay, grandpa, this is just a trick in Mark's eyes, and I want to try it. How can a master Mark crack my trick."

　　 "I give up, give up!" Mark let out a horrified roar, "Mr. Monkey King, I Mark gave up, don't throw me out!"

"Why give up? It's just a trick, a blind eye!" Sun Wuben's voice gradually became cold. If it weren't for considering that the martial art dojo on the 18th had to rely on this mark to support, he really wanted this foolish boy to lie down in the hospital. Month, let him wake up, is it a trick?

　　 "It's not a trick, I surrender, I surrender!" Mark shouted anxiously, his life was lost, and his mouth was stiff. Isn't that a brain cramp~www.ltnovel.com~ It's so boring! "The speed of Sun Wu's movement quickly slowed down, and finally slowed down, and finally he gently threw Mark out.

I saw Mark got up, but he staggered like drunk. After walking for half a step, he fell to the ground again. This time he was much smarter. After lying on the ground for a long time, his head was dizzy and dizzy. The pain in his body almost disappeared before he got up.

　　 "Good trick, good trick!" Mark yelled with a grin.

"This kind of magic designed by Mr. Sun Wuben is too powerful. It already has real combat power. It is worthy of being a top student in the northern capital, and only the top elites of the four universities can use high-tech to invent such a powerful trick." Shining, "Mr. Sun Wuben, I wonder if you can teach us this trick?"

　　 Sun Wuben only felt the blue veins jumping on his temples. Although this Mark is not Mr. Satan in Dragon Ball, except for the different names, the rest is almost printed by a mold.

"This is martial art. When martial art has reached the threshold of breakthrough, I have the strength like me, not high-tech." Sun Wuben said coldly. No matter how he wanted to help Sun Wusheng support the No. 18 fighting technique dojo, this moment was full of interest. Disappear.

　　 "Mr. Monkey King, please teach me martial arts!"

"Ok?"

　　 Sun Wuben looked around, and saw the tile-cutting boy bending over, bowing at a ninety degree bow.

　　 "Mr. Sun Wuben, please guide me to practice!" The boy Piwa pleaded. After being excited by this boy, one by one young people around immediately walked up to Sun Wu himself and bowed.

　　 "Mr. Monkey King, please guide me in my practice too!"

　　 "Please guide me in spiritual practice!"

　　……

　　 "You..." Mark's face suddenly became hard to look.