Super Grandmaster of the Dragon Ball

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In the jungle, Son Wuben leaned weakly against the tree for a long time before he gave a wry smile.

“Damn’s Fortuneteller Baba, I don’t believe in Zhang Tifu, I’ll just eat a piggy.” Son Wuben gradually became firmer, and after leaving the jungle, Son Wuben returned to his mother’s room and watched his mother’s peaceful sleeping position. Son Wuben’s messy mood gradually calmed down.

On the other side of Earth, here is Satan City, which is famous for fighting. Naturally, the martial arts atmosphere here is very strong, but a small city has Eighteen Fighting Dojo.

In the 18th Martial Arts Dojo, there are only ten Apprentices in the entire Dojo, which is the least among all Dojos. At this time, there is a red-clothed youngster in this Dojo, who is madly playing sandbags with headphones on. After a while, he opened his mouth and spit out his big tongue, huffing and puffing gasping for breath like a dog.

If Son Wuben sees this youngster here, he will definitely recognize that this is Child of Destiny from within Dragon Ball. Yes, it is Child of Destiny. A martial arts has poor luck, but other luck is extremely powerful. The person-Satan, but at this time his name is Mark.

“Pā! ”

A slap fiercely on the youngster’s head.

“Lazy again!”

I saw a white-haired old man dressed in a white tunic with a neatly shaved head, staring at the youngster with a straight face hate iron for not becoming steel.

“Aiya, Master! I’m not lazy, I’m not lazy!” Mark took off the earphones and grinned. First he was a haha, and then he said carefully, “Master, I have been training seriously just now, don’t believe me. Ask the apprentice brothers, I just took a breath, haha, take a breath!”

“Master, Senior Brother Mark is really serious about training!” said a youngster next to him.

“Hmph!” The white-haired old man snorted coldly, his eyes just staring at Mark, “I didn’t mean it, Son Wu Style martial arts training wide-ranging and profound. Every action takes less effort, and you have to keep your heart in mind. Training When you get home, you are training and listening to songs like this, how is the efficiency so good?”

“Master, you wronged me. The song I listened to is not an ordinary song.” Mark laughed and retorted, “If you listen to this song, you won’t be angry, but you will praise me for having a vision.”

“Not an ordinary song?”

The white-haired old man laughed angrily: “Wow, then why not ordinary?”

“Master, this song is not ordinary, but the singing person is even more extraordinary. Do you know who he is? If you understood his identity, you will definitely be drunk for 3 days and 3 nights.” Mark Haha laughed, but his eyes flickered. Mark has the longest time with Master training, so he naturally knows that his Master Son Wusheng has a grandson called Son Wuben.

“The singer of this album is called Son Wuben, and the song, lyrics, and singing are all the same person. This Song God Son Wuben is absolutely impossible to be Old Man’s grandson, but who made them have the same name.” Mark’s thoughts changed in his mind. At this time, it is still the most important thing to try to fool the Master. As for whether you lied to the Master, can you blame him? Who made the two people share the same name? It is normal to make a mistake.

“Wow, then you can quickly talk about it. I’m curious about where divine can make me drunk for 3 days.” The white-haired old man’s complexion became more ugly, and his voice became ice-cold.

Mark got cold all over, he knew Master was really angry, and put his smile away.

“Master, this album was released by your grandson Son Wuben.” Mark said with a serious face, “By the way, your grandson is now named Song God.”

“Son Wuben?”

Son Wusheng was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little dazed, and a face appeared in his mind in a daze, it was the face of Son Wuben 4 years ago.

Son Wusheng was taken aback for a while, then regaining composure came and glanced at Mark.

“Master, I didn’t lie to you, really.” Mark cautious and solemn said.

“Never mind this time, you are not allowed to listen to songs in training in the future. The duel between Liu Feng of No. 3 Martial Arts Dojo and you is about to begin. This fight is related to whether Martial Arts Dojo can become the best Dojo in Satan City. Never fail, you know.” Son Wusheng said in a low voice, folded his hand, turned around and walked out, after 1 steps, he stopped again, “By the way, that Son Wuben record, give me a copy. .”

“Ah…oh, Master, wait!” Mark said repeatedly. He turned and rushed to a nearby house. There was a package on the shelf. Mark opened the package and saw a large stack of records, the top one. On the cover of the record, there is a youngster’s profile face, which is Son Wuben.

Mark grabbed the record as soon as he reached out his hand, his eyes fell on the youngster’s side face, and a weirdness flashed in his eyes.

“Speaking of which, this Son Wuben really looks a bit like Master.” Mark murmured, then grabbed the record and rushed out of the room.

“Master, this is the record released by your grandson.” Mark cautious and solemn handed over the record.

“En.” Son Wusheng took the record casually, glanced casually at the album cover on the record, and when he saw the youngster’s profile, his hands froze.

“Master, what’s the matter?” Mark wondered.

“Oh, nothing.” Son Wusheng took the record back into his arms, turned around and walked out of the training hall, and then walked into his room. Then he took out the record, his eyes fell on the youngster’s side face, and he sighed, “Like, still It really looks like.”

Undoubtedly, when he first saw the profile image on this record, Son Wusheng felt that this was the profile image of Son Wuben, but Son Wusheng soon woke up.

“Wuben, that child should read High School in the North City Important Class now. This child is promising. Unfortunately, I am not qualified as a Grandfather.”

Son Wusheng walked to the side of the cabinet, opened the cabinet, and took out a photo from a Chinese tunic suit hanging inside. This is a family portrait.

Son Wusheng’s eyes fell on the face of Son Wuben in the photo.

“This child is 17 years old this year, right?” Son Wusheng put the photo together with the album. The album and the Son Wuben on the photo look a bit like Son Wuben, but Son Wuben just gave a wry smile, “It’s really dim-sighted from old age, I actually Think it is the same person.” His eyes fell on the girl doll in the family portrait again.

“The girl Mia is supporting Dojo alone, and I don’t know how it is now.” Compared with Son Wuben, Son Wusheng has a deeper affection for Mia and misses Mia more. After all, Son Wusheng is out all year round and rarely goes home. I always brought Mia to this area for nearly ten years. I took it for ten years. I didn’t see you in 4 years after a goodbye. Son Wusheng missed Mia as you can well imagine. I could restrain myself in the past, but today I am Son Wuben’s record was excited, and suddenly, an impulse in his heart could not be restrained.

After sitting there for a while, Son Wusheng eyebrows raised.

“By the way, Mia’s current Power Level is probably more sophisticated. Now my fighting arena is facing a life and death battle. If you succeed, you will go to heaven, and if you lose, you will leave. But Mark, the child, is more willing to play and not enterprising enough. , It’s better to call Mia over, and Mia’s Power Level will definitely stimulate him fiercely.”

Son Wuben is well aware of his discipline called Mark. Although he is young, his self-esteem is very strong, and he is little demon big and extremely lecherous. He has a strong self-esteem in front of women and will never admit defeat.

The thoughts got to this point, Son Wusheng grabbed the phone and dialed the number that hadn’t been dialed for 4 years.

Ginkgo Village.

Son Wu Dojo, Mi’er’s room, Son Wuben is talking to mother.

“Beep~~~” The bell rang.

“Hey, you are…” Son Wuben grabbed the phone, and a voice came from the receiver, “Hey, Mia or Mi’er?” The voice was a bit old, but full of breath.

Upon hearing this sound, Son Wuben’s eyes lit up.

“Grandfather!” Son Wuben exclaimed happily, “I am Wuben, Grandfather, you are afraid of 3 years when you go out, where are you now? Are you still healthy?”

“Haha, Wuben, you are very good. I haven’t heard Grandfather’s voice for 3 years, but I can hear it in a short time.” 18th Fighting Dojo Son Wusheng said happily.

“It’s been 4 years, OK, Grandfather, you rarely make a call today, maybe you are going home, where are you, do you want me to pick you up?”

“4 years?” Son Wusheng was in a daze.

“Wuben, how is everything at home? Where is your Sister Mia?” Son Wusheng asked.

“Sister Mia is not here now, there is nothing else at home, it’s my mother’s disease…” Son Wuben said.

“Is there a shortage of money for medical treatment? Don’t worry, Grandfather is now opening an 18th Fighting Dojo in Satan City, and I believe it will soon make a lot of money.” Son Wusheng said, “By the way, is Mia away? When will she be back? “

“There is no shortage of money, Grandfather, did you ask Sister Mia for anything? Tell me, I can’t tell when she will come back.”

“That’s it, that… that… forget it, let her call me when she comes back.” There was a hint of disappointment in Son Wusheng’s voice.

“Grandfather, could it be I need Sister Mia’s help?” Son Wuben asked.

“It’s something. I want her to come over for a while, but she’s not here. Okay, Wuben, you attend school, don’t worry about other things. We Son Family is acting as a rude martial artist. Now it’s hard to find you a scientist. Son Family has to rely on you to shine. Well, long-distance calls are expensive, so Grandfather won’t tell you more.” Son Wusheng hung up the phone, his eyes fell on the family photo.

“Mia this girl is not there. Did she go outside to train? Strange, Wuben should be at school this time, why at home?”

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