Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Chapter 481 42. A scabbard stretched out from behind and slapped him on the shoulder

Virtual Earth network? ?

Looking at Kiki who was flying away, Trunks was completely at a loss for a moment.The last sentence the other party said before leaving, "You can go to the virtual earth network to see if it is enough, maybe they are online now" - he couldn't understand a word!

"Has history changed drastically before I started to intervene?" He murmured, with a hint of frustration in his tone.

But depression is useless.

The artificial man is still there.

The crisis of future time and space has not been eliminated.

He is already the last fighter.

He cannot retreat, let alone be weak.

Trunks pressed the special medicine in his jacket pocket, and the universal capsule of the time machine, and regained his energy. He told himself that even if the world has changed, it will eventually face the crisis of artificial humans. However, Uncle Monkey King still needs the medicine he brought after all.

Rolling up his sleeves, he looked at his watch.

Trunks recalled a moment. His mother told him about the approximate time when Uncle Monkey King returned to Earth in history. He reckoned that Monkey King should have been close to Earth by this time... But he looked up, but he didn't notice the slightest bit of toughness. The breath is approaching.

Is Monkey King's method of restraining his breath too clever?

still is……

Trunks looked at the direction he was planning to fly to, and of course any direction he had looked around before... What happened to the earth in this time and space, and why there are so many people with strong qi ?

I really have no idea.

The time and space he came to was so strange that it was completely different from what he had expected.

call.

He flew up, the white qigong rose, and with a snap, he continued to fly in the direction just now.

……

Even if it is not in the state of Super Saiyan, Trunks' flying speed is extremely fast.

But at the same time, he controlled his qi and was very measured.The earth in this time and space has too many masters. If he suddenly releases too strong aura, he is really not sure that he will not be discovered.His identity, his existence, the less people in this time and space know, the better.

But in fact?

……

Coastal area.

In a forest.

An old man with white hair and childlike face leaned against a tree trunk, looking at an area not far away.

In that area, there is an area of ​​about [-] square meters. It is not the same grass as the surrounding area, but a whole mechanical circular floor. The logo of Universal Capsule Company and a switch of Universal Capsule are engraved on the edge. button.

A man with black spiky hair, with his upper body bare, was struggling to do push-ups on the circular mechanical floor. His arms were knotted. Every time he lay on his stomach, the pain on his chest, back, and arms The muscles are wriggling, squeezing each other like rocks, full of the beauty of strength.

tick, tick...

Sweat kept slipping off, the man was obviously working very hard and strenuously, but his expression was firm and indifferent, as if he was merciless in attacking himself, as if he was abusing other people's bodies.

On the floor under his eyelids, there is a number: 200G!

Two hundred times the gravity!

It is actually a portable product that has not been officially launched by Universal Capsule Company, a gravity-adjustable training platform!

"Hmph, if you don't work harder, where will you be thrown by that bastard Monkey King?" Tsurumi watched from a distance, and naturally he got this thing with his face.Just as he was thinking about it, his expression changed suddenly, he raised his eyelids, and looked in the direction of Jiangze Wilderness.

He read in a low voice: "This breath... can't be wrong, it belongs to the Saiyans. Didn't Wu Laogui say that the only remaining Saiyans are Monkey King, this Vegeta, and Son Wukong's boy? "

Thinking about it, Tsurumi suddenly said, "Sun Wuhan, have you noticed it too?"

"hehe, not bad."

Sun Wuhan's voice came, and he was also nearby.Hearing that Tsurumi revealed his tracks, he walked over with a smile, "Although he is restraining his aura, the Saiyan aura is so unique that it's hard not to notice it."

He said so, but in fact, even under the premise of being particularly sensitive to the aura of Saiyans, there are very few people who can detect Trunks' aura so quickly.

"What do you think?" Tsurumi asked.

"From the feeling of qi, it doesn't look like a pure Saiyan." Sun Wuhan pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "And, since my master said, only Goku and your apprentice are the only pure Saiyans left. ..." He rushed to Vegeta, who was practicing on the gravity platform not far away, raised his chin and white beard, "Of course it can't be wrong."

Tsurumi snorted, "Who told you that I took him in as an apprentice? After four years of training, it's just such a thing. What a shame!"

Sun Wuhan smiled and said: "Uncle, don't deceive me. In the past four years, you have neither allowed him to use the special physique of a Saiyan to improve his combat power, but also helped him re-sharp his martial arts foundation through fighting. Wouldn’t it be too biased to look at his progress just from the basic Qi? What’s more, this Vegeta’s progress in Wuxian Tower is also extraordinary, which has attracted many people’s attention long ago.”

Tsurumi snorted again, and turned to ask: "It's not a pure Saiyan, what is that? Could it be that your master's researchers have bred a Saiyan artificial human?"

"My master wouldn't do that." Sun Wuhan shook his head, paused, and said slowly, "Is this anger... quite similar to my little great-grandson's feeling."

"What do you mean?" Tsurumi raised his eyebrows, and looked at the same direction as Gohan, which was the other direction of Vegeta's gravity platform. Not far away, a girl with blue hair was carrying a large bag of bento come over.

Tsurumi frowned and said, "That's impossible. Even if this woman gave birth to Vegeta's child, how old is the child? How could she be so angry? What's more, when Vegeta was practicing, this woman was always Hanging around, if she is pregnant and gives birth, I can't detect it? You are old and confused!"

Then you haven't seen the aptitude of my little great-grandson... If it weren't for my master who still hasn't started to let Xiao Wuxian start practicing kung fu, even if the little guy is only eight or nine years old, he won't be weaker than that.

Sun Wuhan thought so, then shook his head, and said: "Forget it, we can detect it, and my master must have discovered that little guy a long time ago. Since he didn't speak, let's pretend we didn't see it."

Tsurumi rolled his eyes, then snorted, "There's nothing rare about Saiyans, that's all!"

……

Wuxian Island.

A gray-haired middle-aged man floated [-] meters in the air, as if melting into the air, and the birds and insects passing by him seemed to turn a blind eye to his existence, treating him as an ordinary piece of air.

Suddenly, Taketen opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the mainland, and said in his heart: "The aura of a Saiyan is mixed with a feeling similar to that of Vegeta, and... an aura slightly similar to that of Bulma on this earth... ...Looks like it's Trunks from the 'future'. Do the math, this year is about 764 Aiji..."

He looked down, and saw a blond man sitting cross-legged three feet above the ground with his eyes closed, his hands resting on his cross-legged knees.

It is Son Goku in Super Saiyan state.

He has entered the state of a Super Saiyan, but unexpectedly there is not a single trace of ferocious aura revealed, nor is there an iota of threatening aura released, as if he is an ordinary, ordinary person.

The fiery phoenix rolled around on Monkey King boredly, either pulling the blond hair or biting his clothes.

Sun Wukong didn't move.

Wu Tian smiled and closed his eyes again.

……

"What exactly is a virtual earth network?"

Trunks flew to the nearest town, he was floating in the air, the people on the ground, those who carried newspapers took newspapers, those who carried bags carried bags, those who drove cars, and those who ate and walked Walking east and west, some people suddenly raised their heads to look at him in the air, and some people also looked up after being reminded by others.

Soon, people were doing their own things again, and they only looked at Trunks for a few seconds, as if they were used to it.

Trunks silently looked at those martial arts masters he thought were thousands of times stronger than the earthlings in his conception, but those people were just like ordinary people, walking as they should, walking with each other. People chatting with people chatting, harmonious.

He flew down and saw many young people holding a piece of "glass" while walking, chatting and laughing with each other.

Rolling up his sleeves to check the time again, Trunks looked up at the sky, still not aware of Monkey King's anger.His heart sank, he took a deep breath, he observed, found a person who didn't look very weak, and walked over.

"Excuse me..." He was about to speak to the man when a scabbard stretched out from behind and patted him on the shoulder.