Dragon Ball from Sun Wutian

in the temple

Sun Wutian woke up slowly, his eyes were dull, and he looked forward.

After a while, Monkey King shook his head vigorously twice before he felt a little sober. He looked around, but there was nothing but a table full of food.

"Cuckoo~"

The tempting aroma came into his nose, Sun Wutian suddenly felt an unprecedented hunger, he almost got carried away, he hurriedly climbed off the bed, stumbled to the table, picked up food and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hahahahaha!"

Sun Wutian turned into a glutton, devouring the food on the table like a storm.

Mr. Bobo standing outside the door looked at Sun Wutian's appearance, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his dead pupils. He said softly: "Wukong, this child really looks like you. I hope he can create miracles like you."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Bobo went to the storage room to rummage through boxes and cabinets, and finally took out an orange martial arts suit. When he saw this suit, his eyes looked even more nostalgic. After a while, he clasped his hands together and said: "Wukong, Lord Tianshen, may you bless this child to turn evil into good fortune and successfully defeat the artificial man!"

So, Mr. Bobo came to Sun Wutian's room here, and saw that there was not much food left on the table. He put his clothes by the bed and went to cook new food...

Mr. Bobo kept cooking, and Sun Wutian kept stuffing his stomach for three hours. Sun Wutian patted his stomach, put his hands together, looked at Mr. Bobo embarrassedly, and said, "I'm full." Yes, Mr. Bobo, thank you very much."

Mr. Bobo said: "These are what Bobo should do, but that's all Bobo can do."

Sun Wutian looked at Bobo's lonely look, and said seriously: "Well, I will definitely defeat the man-made man, and then maybe I can use the Dragon Ball of Namek to revive the gods and them."

As soon as these words came out, Bobo's dead pupils jumped again. He looked at Sun Wutian for a moment, then pointed to the clothes on the bed, and said, "You should put on the clothes first."

It was only then that Sun Wutian realized that he was completely naked. He turned around in embarrassment, then walked to the bed, and was about to put on his clothes, when he found a layer of black mud on his arm, so he asked: " Mr. Bobo, I want to ask, you have a bathroom here, I want to take a shower first."

Mr. Bobo nodded and said, "Yes, you come with me."

Sun Wutian wrapped his clothes in a ball of air, followed Mr. Bobo to the door, turned two corridors, and came to the bathroom.

"Crash!"

After a while of washing, Sun Wutian changed back to his handsome self, and then he picked up the martial arts uniform, feeling a little heavy on his hands.

He looked carefully again, only to find that the weight was concentrated on the blue underwear, boots and wristbands, so he said with a smile: "This is the clothes my father wore when he practiced, it's really great! "

Sun Wutian was fully dressed, and went to the mirror to take a picture first, and saw a 1.23-meter-tall boy in the mirror. He had a handsome face, a strange crab head, and an orange martial arts uniform. He looked a bit like a martial artist.

The weight on the clothes is nothing to Sun Wutian today, he walked out of the bathroom slowly, and saw Mr. Bobo with a dull face, he asked: "Mr. energy?"

Bobo shook his head and said: "The energy of artificial humans is different from ordinary life energy. They are provided by machines in their bodies, and there is no way to detect it with ordinary means of sensing Qi."

"Is that so?" Sun Wutian said with some regret, "I also want you to help me see the gap between me and the artificial man now."

Bobo said: "Although I don't know the energy of the artificial man, I can know how strong Gohan's aura is. It is not difficult to guess the strength of the artificial man."

Sun Wutian's eyes lit up, and he said, "If that's the case, please help me take a look."

Mr. Bobo shook his head and said, "Your current state is not adjusted to the best level. It is difficult to test your true strength even if you test."

After feeling his body, Sun Wutian felt that his strength was surging, so he asked curiously: "But I feel that my current state is better than ever."

Mr. Bobo said: "Your spirit has been affected by the spiritual time room, and it has not fully recovered now. In this state, your qi is also impetuous, and it doesn't make much sense to test it out."

Sun Wutian was a little strange. He felt that there was no major problem with his condition. Now he just wanted to destroy the man-made man and go back to be with his mother. Wouldn't playing with the phone every day be more fragrant than practicing?

Mr. Bobo looked at Sun Wutian as if he didn't believe it, and said: "Although your energy is far superior to most people on the earth, including me, but it comes from your blood inheritance, not your martial arts realm. So you don't know a lot about martial arts, let alone how to adjust your state."

Sun Wutian nodded, like a primary school student listening carefully.

Mr. Bobo continued: "A real martial artist not only pays attention to the improvement of strength, but also pays attention to the coordination of spirit and body. Otherwise, it will lead to imbalance of soul, burst of spirit, and become a madman who only knows how to kill."

Sun Wutian nodded seriously and said, "So, how can I unify the spirit and the body?"

Mr. Bobo walked out of the room and said, "You can also practice with me during this time."

Sun Wutian responded, and followed him out of the room to the temple square.

Sun Wutian is also looking forward to the next study. He is familiar with Dragon Ball, so he naturally knows that Bobo's martial arts realm is extremely high. Only my own cheap dad...

Sun Wutian was full of joy, thinking that he would learn some interesting methods.

However, reality is often cruel, and practice has never been easy...

So, Sun Wutian sat cross-legged outside the temple, and used Qi to form a shield, then supported his body and stopped in mid-air, put his hands on his legs, closed his eyes and concentrated, and realized that the spirit was unified.

Sun Wutian wanted to complain a little: "What kind of cultivation method is this? My winter and summer homework is not so boring!"

However, no matter how hard or tiring you are, you must stick to the practice you have decided on.

Sun Wutian tried hard to let go of his mind and understand nature, but his thoughts were messy and it was really hard to control himself...

Time is flowing, another three boring hours...

Sun Wutian gradually figured out some ways, and gradually he was able to really let go of his mind, let his body blend into nature, and feel the feeling of the integration of spirit and body, but each time it only lasted for a few seconds...

"Why don't you give up, anyway, brother is here!" Three hours later, Sun Wutian never let go of his mind, so he grasped the thought of giving up, and once this kind of thought sprouted, it sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, and it was hard to control it.

He also thought that Sun Wuhan would definitely defeat the man-made humans in his practice this time, and then they would ask the king of the world to find the planet Neonamek, and then use the dragon balls to revive his father and Vegeta...

The desire to show off is getting stronger...

Finally, the thoughts in Sun Wutian's mind became more and more complicated, the shield surrounding his body dissipated, and he fell directly to the ground.

Sun Wutian was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky above the temple: "It's still easy to write a novel. The author can write it with one stroke, and practice for thousands of years is not a problem. There is no need for mental frustration or physical exhaustion. You can say anything with your mouth, and you will be tired." Alright, destroy it!"

"Forget it, no one will replace me after all." Sun Wutian got up again, with white flames burning around his body, floating in the air: "But I really miss the days of studying..."