Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Chapter 422 Gathering

Sun Wuhan asked what is the level of this "combat power 5".

Boulma let out an "uh" and explained a bit: "It's probably equivalent to... the strength of a young and strong man! Old man, have you always restrained your strength like this?"

She is not stupid, she often hangs out with Monkey King and the others, and has also heard about some martial arts.

Therefore, although she was a little surprised by the large gap when Sun Wuhan's combat power was first measured, Boulma still reacted quickly.

Sun Wuhan nodded with a smile, and the concept that Bulma just said "the strength of an adult young man is about equal to 5" passed through his mind and was quickly forgotten by him.

As a martial arts master, Sun Wuhan is more accustomed to using Qi to perceive his opponents.

Beep!

A piece of data suddenly jumped out of the combat power detector on Boulma's face, and she exclaimed in surprise, "112? It's quite tall, who is it?"

She pressed it twice more, and suddenly realized that the reaction was not far behind her.

Gohan motioned for Bulma to look back.

Boulma turned her head, and immediately saw two people walking in the crowd——

It was a woman with a little red bird on her shoulders, tall and outstanding, with long purple hair, black clothes and white shirt, white cropped pants, black high-heeled shoes, and fashionable sunglasses on her face; beside the woman, He is a man who is not tall. He wears loose casual clothes with his hands in his pockets. He looks leisurely. He wears a peaked cap. Like the woman beside him, he also has a pair of sunglasses to cover his face.

"Grandma Hathaway!" Boulma immediately raised a smile and waved to the two.

The woman showed a faint smile, with a lazy little red bird parked on her shoulder, and walked over with the people beside her.

Sun Wuhan nodded and smiled at the two, and said, "Master, where is Master?"

"He went to pick up Wukong." Hathaway took off her sunglasses, looked closely at Boulma, and joked, "Long time no see, my little Boulma is really getting more and more beautiful. When Wukong comes back, I'm afraid he will be surprised."

"He doesn't understand anything!" Boulma disapproved, a little annoyed, but in the blink of an eye, she held Hathaway's arm with a smile, "Why, compared to Grandma Hathaway, I am far behind! Just now you put The moment I took off the sunglasses... I felt that the surrounding scenery was overshadowed by it!"

The phoenix flew away from Hathaway's shoulder and landed on top of Sun Wuhan's head over there.

"Little girl is glib!" Hathaway laughed.

"I said Boulma, what is that on your face?" The short man in the peaked cap beside Hathaway suddenly asked.

"Ahh... If it wasn't for this nose that doesn't count, I would hardly have recognized it!" Boomer looked down at the short man in the cap and sunglasses, and said with a smile, "Kelin, so this 112 is you, you When did you come back?"

She pointed to the monocle on her face, which had a line of data on it.

"Not long after I was picked up by Master, I rested on the island for a while. Seeing that the competition was about to start, I followed Master's wife." Kelin laughed, and then he was a little puzzled, "112? What is that? You Something on your face?"

"This is a combat power detection device, which can roughly evaluate the strength of a living body." Hathaway said that she approved the information on making this monocle by Boulma.

"Oh? That's what 112 means!" Kelin was quite interested. "Although I'm controlling my qi in a relatively low and natural state now...but what about this number, is it high or low?"

"Why even you are like this!" Bulma complained, then rolled his eyes and said, "112 is very high! Mr. Sun Gohan was only 5 just now!"

"5?!" Kelin was really shocked, he looked at Sun Wuhan and sighed, "Grandpa Sun Wuhan is really amazing, he can keep such a low spirit in a natural state... No wonder, right in front of his eyes, I also just feel that the person standing in front of me is an ordinary person, which is amazing!"

I'm still far from it!

Thinking of this, Klin's little pride after returning from a series of ordeals was immediately extinguished a lot.

Sun Wuhan just smiled and didn't say much.

"You are all amazing, alright... This is still a combat power detector, you martial arts masters are real!" Boulma said angrily, then pointed the monocle at Hathaway beside her, and said with a smile , "I'll come and see grandma, your...Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Clint asked.

"Hehe..." Sun Wuhan smiled.

Beep, Boulma pressed a few more times, looking at the messy codes on the monocle, she was puzzled, and said, "What's going on..."

Hathaway said: "It may be that the energy in my body is related to A-Tian, ​​so it's a bit special. If you don't do special treatment on this device, it's not surprising that it can't be analyzed."

Boulma thought about it, and she was right.

The four of them waited outside for a while, and the crowd outside the arena of the Xidu Tianxia No. [-] Martial Arts Club remained undiminished.

Buma muttered: "It's so slow, Monkey King!"

Seeing Hathaway glance at her with a smile on her face, Bulma rolled her eyes and said something else with a smile: "Where are the Tianjin Fans, aren't they sent to the underworld by Grandpa Wutian to practice? They should be back now, right? The sky darkened a bit in the morning, Grandma Hathaway resurrected them with dragon balls?"

"Yes." Hathaway nodded.

"They've arrived..." Kelin smiled. He looked to the east, showing his fighting spirit, "But he went to another competition area, and we can only meet him in the finals in Sayuan City after a while!"

The little bald head in the cap and sunglasses looked north again, "And Piccolo...he's become stronger too!"

"Speaking of which, since the end of the competition five years ago, I haven't seen Piccolo again..." Bulma was thoughtful, and then a little surprised, "By the way, Kelin, you can still be so far away. Do you feel their power? And...Tianjin Fan and Piccolo, they should have controlled their own power like you and Mr. Son Gohan, right? So you can also feel that they have become stronger?"

"Different from mechanical detectors, martial arts practitioners can detect the strength of opponents in the dark through telepathic qi..." Sun Wuhan explained, "Of course, it is closer to an intuition, and the more advanced the martial arts Home, the more acute this intuition will be."

"That's right, that's it, intuition!" Kelin nodded approvingly.

"Really, it's not scientific at all..." Buma muttered, she suddenly had an idea, whether she could make a device that could accurately measure their strength no matter how the martial arts masters concealed it.

Because theoretically speaking, the energy of a living body will never disappear out of thin air. Even if it is hidden and suppressed by the martial arts master's superb skills, the existence of high energy is existence. It is impossible to say that when the martial arts master hides the energy, the energy will dissipate. Dropped, disappeared, cut... This is against the law of conservation of energy.

This thought circled in Boulma's mind.

At this moment, Hathaway suddenly smiled, and she turned around and said, "They're back."

The phoenix flew up from above Son Gohan's head.

they?

Boulma was surprised, and then turned her head, and saw two people of similar stature who appeared in front of the four of them at some time, one was a middle-aged man with gray hair, his face was calm and unwavering; the other was a man with black hair The young man with messy hair has a smile on his face, giving people an optimistic and cheerful feeling, as if he will have no troubles.

"Master!"

"Goku!"