Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Chapter 410 Five Years (5) The Troubles of the Girl Boulma

Kling talked about their many experiences over the past three years.

For example, when I went to the Temple of the Earth, I saw the old version of Piccolo. For example, I met the little fat man named Yaqiluobei. How powerful his sword skills are. If Kelin and the others didn't pay attention and didn't use qigong to defend their bodies, they would probably be killed by this guy with a Wuxian knife.

With a guy like Sun Wukong around, they made a lot of interesting things along the way.Boulma was very interested in these and kept asking.Kelin picked something interesting to her, and after talking about it, he suddenly mentioned that they met Yamcha on the road.

To be honest, if Kelin hadn’t mentioned it, Buma would have almost forgotten about Yamcha… Feeling ashamed, Boulma held the barbecue plate and asked Kelin: “I remember that Yamucha was before you all.” Just set off, how about, he will be back soon, right?"

"He..." Kelin exchanged glances with Jiaozi who had come to rest, and he shook his head and sighed, "He probably won't come back."

"Hey, why is that?" Boulma asked casually.

Kelin recalled: "At that time, the four of us were crossing the sea, relying on the map function of the radar in Wukong's hand, sometimes looking for islands in the sea to rest... Among them, we met Yamcha on a certain island! He paused, "When I saw him, he had lived on the island for a long time, and he... had a pretty good life."

Boulma was puzzled: "What do you mean? Did he give up the task of Grandpa Wutian's test?"

Kelin scratched his head and sighed: "Who knows, because he is very skilled, and he seems to be the number one master on the island. I heard from him that he was first rescued from the sea by the daughter of a fisherman on the island, and they got along for a while. During the day, I also helped the fisherman's family to solve a little trouble, but... in a daze, I married the fisherman's daughter!"

"Huh?" A question mark appeared on Boulma's head.

"Probably the comfortable life has worn down his willpower..." Kelin smiled wryly, "Since 'to learn martial arts from the Martial Immortal, you not only have to suffer a lot, but you may not get much results, but on this island, You can live a good life easily', so why go on doing stupid things like walking around the world on foot? Not to mention whether you can suffer so much, even if you can eat it, so what?"

The little bald-head let out a long breath, "Actually, it's not just Yamcha, it's just me. When facing Wukong, Piccolo, and now Tianjin fans, when facing talented guys like them, I often There is a sense of powerlessness...Compared with these guys, no matter how hard I try, what can I do? What's more, the level of effort of these people is no less than mine. "

Boulma fell silent. In fact... Outside of martial arts, in school, she herself also belongs to the category of "those guys" in Kling's mouth.She used to have a few friends in school, but gradually, either because of her family background, or because of her maverick, or because of her extraordinary talent, the few friends, Also gradually alienated.

That's when they interacted with Sun Wukong and other "reckless men", they couldn't feel the difference between Bulma.

"But so what?" Kelin suddenly laughed, his eyes sparkled with brilliance, "I learned martial arts to compare with Wukong and the others? No, I learned martial arts to strengthen myself! Back then, I was Duolin Temple was bullied by his seniors, so he longed for martial arts, wanted to become stronger and not be bullied by others! What I like is the joy and satisfaction of becoming stronger, that’s all, not jealous of Wukong and the others. As long as Once you understand that, everything will fall into place.”

Boulma laughed, and her voice was clear and clear: "I never thought that although you are a little bald, you still have a lot of brains!" She grabbed a piece of barbecue from the plate and gave it to Kelin, "Here, I will reward you with a skewer of meat!"

Kelin took the meat skewers: "When we left, Yamcha became a baseball player on the island, had a family and started a business... Sigh!" He took a bite and said vaguely, "Perhaps, martial arts are not It suits him..."

Boulma took the barbecue plate and walked towards Monkey King who was practicing boxing by the lake.

In the distance, Wu Tian, ​​who was drinking tea with Sun Wufan, glanced at Kelin, and then looked away.

Yamcha was removed from his heart.

"This tea is the most fragrant made by my wife." Sun Wufan sipped the tea and praised.

"Your teacher's wife is not in front of her, she can't hear her even if she praises her." Wu Tian shook his head.

The phoenix flew over at this time, flapping its wings to grab the tea in front of Sun Wufan.

Sun Wufan hurriedly snatched away the teacup, raised his arm to cover it, and scolded with a smile: "Go, go, how do you know how to taste tea?" Then he shouted at his master: "Master's words are wrong, I praise my wife for her profound tea ceremony, and I am very happy with you." Can Mistress hear what's the matter?"

"Hehe, why do I feel that someone complimented me when they noticed that I was coming?" A magnetic female voice sounded, passed Sun Wufan, and sat down beside Wu Tian. Hathaway, her seaweed-like long purple hair was scattered casually, with a lazy temperament.

On the other side, after Bulma gave the barbecue to Monkey King, he stayed there.

Sun Wukong never refused to come, his cheeks were bulging with barbecue meat, seeing that Bulma had been looking at him, chewing non-stop, he asked vaguely: "What's the matter?" Blushing and leaning over, Sun Wukong was dissatisfied: "Don't come so close... Goo!" He swallowed the meat in his mouth, "Don't come so close!"

"Huh!" Boulma pulled her pretty face, Sun Wukong's brain is like a piece of wood, no, like a piece of reinforced concrete, he doesn't know what to do, a young and invincible girl like herself is so active, unexpectedly There was no reaction at all, it was really annoying, she picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Monkey King's mouth, "Eat you to death!"

Of course, Sun Wukong couldn't die from eating it, and within a few strokes, he put all the barbecue meat brought by Buma into his belly, and patted it contentedly.

Boulma rolled her eyes and asked, "Hey, Wukong, you usually do things, that guy..." She tapped her temples, "...can you see?"

"I haven't asked him, so I don't know!"

"Really, why didn't you ask about such an important matter?" Boulma was dissatisfied, "Don't you value your own privacy?"

"What do you mean by privacy?" Sun Wukong was curious.

"I'm so angry..." Boulma was so angry that she could only ask in a different way, "Then when you exchanged consciousness with him, can you know what he did with your body?"

"I don't know!" Sun Wukong said as a matter of course, "After each exchange, I either sleep in my mind, or I enter the Martial Immortal Tower of the Virtual Earth Network to practice. I haven't paid attention to this aspect!"

"Why do you have such a big heart! You idiot!" Boulma rolled her eyes, losing her temper with Sun Wukong, she made up a lot of pictures in her brain, she and Sun Wukong looked at each other affectionately, and then all kinds of indescribable things happened Things, and then behind Monkey King's head, a sly and wretched guy appeared, really... She shuddered!

"No, I have to find Grandpa Wutian to find a way!" Bulma left without looking back, leaving Monkey King confused.