Super Grandmaster of the Dragon Ball

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In the room behind the high platform, Big Bear was angrily hitting the sandbag.

“Mr. Big Bear, Masked Superman go on stage.”

“Oh!” Big Bear eyes shined, stopped hitting and rushed out of the door leading to the high platform, just in time to see Son Wuben step onto the high platform and came to the boxing ring.

“I hope that the Punching Machine won’t be broken.” Son Wuben Crouching slightly, gently raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and made a preparation movement for fear of breaking things.

“What is he doing?”

“Do you want to tap the boxing target with a fingertip?”

“In this posture, mosquitoes don’t die!”

Each and every looked at Son Wuben suspiciously, and the Big Bear at the door was also confused. At this moment, Son Wuben’s index finger stretched forward slightly and clicked the boxing target.

“Peng!”

The boxing target seemed to be hit by a huge fist fiercely, sinking deeply into it, and at the same time the scoring number on the Punching Machine display screen became crazy.

“How can it be?”

“Didn’t he just tap the boxing target lightly?” Each and every looked at the boxing target that seemed to have been hit hard like never before, shaking constantly, and was deeply stuck in the boxing target, and looked towards that display score.

100!

200!

300!

……

The number becomes crazy, and it stops at the number 723 in the blink of an eye.

“7…723?” The host hesitating voice resounded, all around a pair of both eyes staring roundly at the number on the boxing display screen on the high platform.

Son Wuben retracted his finger.

“Fortunately, the Punching Machine was not broken.” Son Wuben jumped off the platform and walked to Gao Yaqing’s side.

“You…you…” Gao Yaqing stared at Son Wuben with a pair of pure and beautiful eyes. “You just used…” Gao Yaqing imitated the movement that Son Wuben had just reached out and tapped. “Just like that, I got a high score of 700 or more?”

“Didn’t you see it? It’s okay, it’s nothing.” Son Wuben laughed.

“It’s nothing? Big Bear only hit 113. You hit 700 or more with such a lightly tap, and it’s not a big deal?” Gao Yaqing, who was always calm, grabbed Son Wuben’s chest and called out, all around. Everyone also reacted–

“Damn it, Masked Superman just nodded the target with his finger.”

“Tap to score 723 points!”

“Pro Fighter only scored 113 points, maybe he is a real Superman!”

……

Of course, many people who have watched the previous time Martial Arts Tournament are excited. “Haha, I knew it, I knew it would be like this. The previous time was out of powerhouses like Jackie Chun, Son Goku, and Krillin. They were amazing. If they were asked to fight, Punching Machine would be broken.”

……

Big Bear at the door can swallow duck eggs with his mouth open.

“This is impossible, absolutely impossible! It must be an illusion, no, it doesn’t count, this time doesn’t count!” Big Bear gradually roared out of the voice in his heart, and saw him rushing out of the door and rushing to the high platform.

“No, no, I suggest to do it again. This time is that the Punching Machine is broken. Otherwise, how could it be possible to score such a score with just one finger? You must change to a Punching Machine to start again, or it will be unfair to other contestants.” Big Bear roared again and again.

“Right.”

“Things are too unreasonable!”

“Maybe the machine is broken.”

“It’s really unfair!” Some people also started talking, and the scene was immediately raging. The host wiped the sweat from his forehead and said into the microphone: “Everyone, the Punching Machine just broke down, so the pre-selection is temporarily suspended. We will ask someone to fix the Punching Machine soon. As for the results of the Masked Superman contestant just now …” He hasn’t even finished his sentence, and a big hand grabbed the microphone in his hand.

“Of course the results don’t count, it must be retested, retested!” Big Bear called to the microphone, saying that he sneered and looked towards Gao Yaqing.

Gao Yaqing frowning, apologetic looked towards Son Wuben: “Sorry, I am the one who caused you.”

“It’s just clown.” Son Wuben patted Gao Yaqing’s hand, and then stepped onto the high platform. “I said Mr. Big Bear. If you say the machine is broken, it will be broken. If you have the ability, you also score a 700 points?”

“It’s not easy yet!”

Big Bear threw the microphone into the host’s hand, and if nothing else, he punched towards Punching Machine. The numbers scrolled quickly, and finally stopped at 2.

All around was silent again, no doubt that Big Bear’s hit number was normal. Although Big Bear scored 113 points previously, the power of the strikes is not the same every time, and a difference of about 10 points is normal.

Big Bear’s face turned red.

He didn’t believe in evil again and hit the target with a heavy blow, this time is 106.

Quiet!

all around it’s quiet! The air seemed to freeze.

Big Bear sweats on his forehead.

“Hahahaha!” Suddenly Big Bear laughed, “I said the machine is broken, you see… These two numbers are 2 7 points lower than the one I hit before. This is not very reasonable, but this machine works well. If it’s broken, it must be repaired, but the previous Masked Sir score, I think, counts, haha, counts. After all, luck is also a kind of strength. Hahahaha, this time the pre-selection is interrupted first, interrupted, and repaired before proceeding… “

After Big Bear had finished speaking, he strode towards the back door: “Then I have something to do, so I’ll leave first.” The silhouette disappeared in the doorway for an instant.

“For the sake of rigor and fairness, the pre-selection will be temporarily suspended and the machine will be repaired first.” The host has already had someone coming to repair the machine. At the same time, the Registration Place outside the venue is not far from Master Roshi, Bulma, and Yamcha. A strange person in green clothes with a big “Crane” embroidered on his chest.

“Who I thought it was, isn’t this Master Roshi?”

“Hmph, what? It turns out to be Master Shen!” Master Roshi and Master Shen looked at each other without showing any weakness, with sneers on their faces. Yamcha, Bulma, Krillin, and Blond Launch are Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu standing behind Master Shen.

Three-Eye, Tien Shinhan with an evil smile on his face and Chiaotzu with pale skin like a little doll are not a good kind at first glance.

Bulma leaned against Yamcha: “I have a bad feeling!”

“I heard of a very stupid rumor.” I saw Master Shen evil smile start to talk to Master Roshi, “I heard that your discipline was too showy in the last World Martial Arts Tournament.”

“So what?” Master Roshi proudly said.

Master Shen coldly smiled: “This means that this tournament is gone. I think it is necessary to let everyone know what the real martial arts is. So I brought my discipline to participate in the competition. I’m sorry, Champion must be my discipline. Take it. Just before you lose face, take the tail and run away.”

“Hahaha, are you telling a joke?” Master Roshi laughed. “It’s a pity, you are still the same.”

“What? You stink turtle with bald head.”

“Stop long-winded, you half-hearted Old Man.”

Master Roshi and Master Shen both rushed to the opposite side, and then stretched their necks like an angry cockfight and glared at the opposite side, as if the next moment was about to do their hands. On the other side, Tien Shinhan stared sharply at Yamcha, while Chiaotzu looked at Krillin with great interest, and the great battle seemed to be about to start.

“Let’s go!” Suddenly Master Shen straightened up, hands behind ones back, turned and left, “Don’t waste time with these idiots. Hand to hand combat when you are competing!” He walked into the Martial Arts Tournament gate while talking.

“These people are my biggest opponent in Martial Arts Tournament?” Tien Shinhan eyes flash a hint of interest, and Chiaotzu turned and walked into the door.

At this time, the talents relaxed, Yamcha looked towards Master Roshi: “Who is the Old Man with that strange hair?”

“His name is Master Shen and he is a hateful formidable opponent.” Master Roshi said indifferently.

“That’s not important anymore! Now there is only one minute left!” Oolong cried.

“Can’t do anything about it.” Yamcha yelled to Puar aside, “Puar, you can sign up for him like Goku! Why isn’t this young fellow coming yet.”

“Yes!”

At this moment, Blond Launch gave a’huh’, and looked towards a direction: “Wait a minute, he is here!”

“coming?”

Everyone was a little puzzled, and even looked towards the end of the street, but there was no silhouette of Son Goku at all.

Aside from several li, a small silhouette is running towards the Martial Arts Tournament. The speed is so fast that the ordinary person can only sense a fuzzy silhouette, which is Son Goku.

World Martial Arts Tournament Preliminaries Competition.

“Okay, Punching Machine has been repaired, continue with the previous pre-selection. The last Masked Superman is No. 102, then the next is No. 103 contestant. Please go on stage, No. 103, please come up…” each and every go on stage click Hit Punching Machine.

“En?”

If Son Wuben feels something, he even turned his head and looked towards one direction. Gao Yaqing immediately noticed that he could not help but looked over and opened his mouth.

I saw the green at the door, as green as the spring leaves stained with juice. 3 silhouette, besides the green, the huge Chinese character’Crane’ on the chest is also particularly eye-catching.

The Old Man at the front has a gray hair that looks like spreading wings, and wears a black hat with a long neck and a crane head. At first glance, he looked over like an Immortal Crane sitting on his head.

Behind Old Man, a youth had 3 huge eyes with squalid eyes, and the other was a scary-faced little doll wearing a melon hat.

“These 3 people are weird!” Gao Yaqing whispered.

“Of course it’s strange, that Old Man is a very famous celebrity.” Son Wuben said and looked back.

“celebrity?”

“He is Master Shen.” Son Wuben whispered.

“Master Shen?”

“The martial artist ranked in the forefront in this world founded Crane School martial arts School, speaking of which my family inheritance martial arts is also inherited from Crane School.” Son Wuben said.

“What you don’t say is the one written in the book… the legendary Master Shen who can fly into the sky?” Gao Yaqing surprisedly said, seeing Son Wuben nods, couldn’t help being more surprised, “Is it really him? I thought that book What I said was made up by a novelist. Isn’t that a 1000-year old monster? Does he really fly?”

“Able to fly, he can Dancing Sky Art. As for the 1000 year old monster, it is not, but it is true that he has lived for several hundred years. The Three-Eye Person and the little baby behind him are Master Shen accept discple.” Son Wuben and Gao Yaqing Talking.

On the other side, Master Shen took Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu lightly towards the high platform, and soon came to the empty place next to Son Wuben and stopped. Tien Shinhan and Master Shen just looked at the high platform lightly.

“Tien Shinhan, does the rule mean to pass the preliminaries here?” Chiaotzu was to glance around. Suddenly, his eyes fell on Son Wuben, whose whole body was shrouded in Masked Superman costume, and Chiaotzu’s eyes widened.

“you……”

Chiaotzu stretched out a short finger and pointed at Son Wuben.