AWB Chapter 566 127, Sketch (730)
Chapter 566 127, Sketch (730)
Wu Tian looked at the map of Dragon Ball Radar in his hand, and constructed the approximate distance between two points in his mind, and then activated the ability to teleport...
The first Dragon Ball found was Planet Two.
Soon, the second seven planets, the third one planet...
The fourth dragon ball I found happened to be Sun Wukong’s four planets. Looking at the four planets brought back by Kelin, Sun Wukong was very moved. In that world, the four planets were originally kept by Wu Tian in Wuxian Island, and later they were handed over to Sun Wukong. Gohan is placed on Baozi Mountain.Therefore, no matter which universe, which world, or which earth, the four planets are very special and important to Monkey King.
Teleportation, sent Kelin to look for Dragon Ball with the radar, and Wu Tian then taught Sun Wukong to learn Wushenquan. The process was simple and casual, like an outing.
The speed of collecting the seven dragon balls is really too fast, completely beyond Boulma's imagination.
Only then did she know why Wu Tian said so confidently, "I won't delay you for long".
Teleport?
Is there any speed faster than teleportation?
Boulma smiled and shook his head, this Turtle Immortal, since he met him outside Chowder Rice Castle a year ago and parted ways, he seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes, becoming mysterious, powerful... the most important thing is that his temperament is completely different , as if reborn, he is completely different from the wretched old man in the past!
The girl sat on a rocky slope, hugged one leg, rested her chin on her knee, and observed Wu Tian and Monkey King who were practicing over there...
Wu Tian was not the only one who became different.
And Sun Wukong.
Boulma looks carefree, a brainless nympho, but she is very sensitive. She noticed that Sun Wukong, like Wu Tian, has become very different from the innocent boy who walked out of the bun mountain a year ago. The change is not as thorough and earth-shattering as Wu Tian.It seems, just become a little more mature, a little more stable.
Not only that, after a year of separation, Sun Wukong gave Bulma a very strange feeling, which was light and subjective. She rested her chin on her knees, frowned and thought for a long time, and finally figured it out, Sun Wukong What exactly is that feeling that brings her now.
"It seems... not as close as before, no, to be precise, not so unscrupulous..." she murmured.
She still remembered how ignorant and ignorant Sun Wukong was a year ago, he even took off her panties!He even kicks the genitals of girls he just met!But Buma looked at Sun Wukong who was sitting cross-legged practicing not far away, and thought to himself: "Yes, that's it. If it were the current Monkey King, he probably would never do such a thing..."
The so-called children's words are not taboo, it is precisely because they do not understand that they can be taboo.
"Learn a lot of new knowledge, little brat, hee..."
Boulma jumped down the rocky slope, patted the dust on the upturned hot pants, put his hands behind his waist, walked over with his slender white legs, and found that Wu Tian was also sitting casually next to Monkey King who was sitting cross-legged and meditating. When Boulma looked at it from a distance, he thought that Wu Tian was practicing kung fu like Sun Wukong, but when he took a closer look, he realized that Wu Tian was actually drawing something on a piece of sketch paper.
What's even more amazing is that the piece of paper under Wu Tian's pen is stretched evenly without any wooden boards or the like as a base. He grasped a corner of the sketch paper and kept writing. , as if restricted by an invisible force and completely fixed in the air.
"Hey, can you still sketch?" Boulma asked in surprise.
Wu Tian smiled, sketching casually.
Where did he get the pen and paper?Buma flashed a moment of doubt, put his hands on his knees, bent down, and observed the strange paper written by Wu Tian, "What is holding this paper? There is nothing there!"
"Is there nothing? You also understand science, don't you know that air is also a substance?" Wu Tian said, writing non-stop.
Bulma was taken aback.
Wu Tian's pen tip seemed to be spiritual, and with just a few strokes, he had already clearly outlined the figure of a middle-aged man. Next to the figure of the man's whole body, he drew a close-up of the facial features. It is the face of a middle-aged man next to him.
"Who is this?" Boulma's eyes lit up, the uncle Wu Tian drew is very interesting and handsome.
Wu Tian said casually: "A person I once knew."
"No, it seems to be somewhat similar to you..." Boulma said suddenly.
She took a closer look at the Wu Xianren drawn by Wu Tian, and then turned her head to look at Wu Tian's current appearance. It is not really the same.Indeed, Wu Tian's former body was also reborn on the body of the Gui Xianren, and it is not surprising that there are similar traces on his face.But what really made Boulma feel the same was the aura revealed by the person drawn on the paper... Detached, indifferent, and floating like a fairy, isn't this the same as the turtle fairy whose temperament has changed drastically? !
So she said: "The temperament is too similar to yours."
Wu Tian casually said: "I am a painter, the person I draw has a temperament similar to mine, what's so strange?"
Is that so?Boomer doubted.
Wu Tian looked at the draft and frowned, thinking of something, he kneaded the draft into a ball, the qigong gushed out from his palm, and the drawing paper was shaken into fly ash.
"Hey, why did you ruin it! What a pity!" Boulma regretted.
"The drawing is wrong." Wu Tian shook his head, but he didn't say why the drawing was wrong, or what was wrong.
Boulma wisely didn't ask any further questions.
And this time-
"Master, I feel it!" Sun Wukong sat cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted happily.
Wu Tian put away the tools, told Monkey King, and said: "This is just the beginning, and then it will be called to the side, then absorbed into the body, and merged with your own Qi..."
"Yeah!" Sun Wukong was very excited, closed his eyes and continued.
Not long after, Kelin came back in a mess. He didn't have a dragon ball in his hand. Instead, he was injured and died.
Bulma was surprised and asked, "What's wrong with you? Where's Dragon Ball?"
"He was snatched away by a colonel who claimed to be the Red Legion... He was so powerful, he attacked me secretly, and he was armed with guns. I never beat him." Kelin was ashamed and blamed himself, feeling that he had let down his master. trust.
"Red what legion?" Bulma felt that Kelin's words sounded familiar, reminding her of a powerful armed terrorist organization.
Wu Tiandao: "With your current skills, you can't completely ignore conventional heavy heat weapons, so don't blame yourself."
After all, the others didn't stand up, and the figure had disappeared.
"Huh?" Clint blinked.
Boulma turned her head to look around, muttering, "Where are you going..."
Before the last word "了" was uttered, there was a loud "bang". Buma was startled, and fell down on his buttocks. Wu Tian appeared again, and even brought an aircraft over with his bare hands. Inside the black-smoky aircraft shell, when he pulled it out, the alloy metal shell was like paper, and his hands tore it apart, like cutting tofu.
"It's him! He's the one who stole the Dragon Ball!" Kelin pointed at the man in the driver's seat and shouted.
Boulma rubbed her buttocks and stood up, seeing a red logo on the aircraft shell, she was startled, and shouted: "RR? Sure enough, it's that scary red ribbon army!"
"Damn... what happened?" The colonel in the aircraft pushed open the hatch, gritted his teeth, grabbed a bazooka-like cannon and carried it on his shoulders, he heard Boulma's words, saw Kelin again, and sneered: " It's you, little bald donkey, what are you looking for? Now that you know I'm a member of the Red Ribbon Legion, you still dare to..."