"Hey, kid, tell us your name and the name of your training hall!" Satan put one hand on his waist and pointed at Sun Wuben with the other. Suddenly, he froze for a moment.
"Kid, I seem to have seen you somewhere before …" Mark said as he pondered. After a moment, he patted his head. "Oh, I remember … Eh … Where have I seen you before?" He touched his head and fell into deep thought.
Everyone broke out in cold sweat.
"Hey, are you going to fight or not?" Sun Wuben shouted. At this moment — —
"Young man, which training hall are you from? Why did you come here alone to challenge us?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded in Sun Wuben's ears. It was an old man with a clean-shaven crew cut and a washed white tunic suit slowly walking in from the door.
When Sun Wusheng's gaze fell on Sun Wuben's face, his movements became slightly stiff.
"It doesn't matter which training hall I'm from. If you want to fight, then fight." Sun Wuben said as he turned his head to look at the door. His eyes could not help but widen.
"Grandpa!"
Sun Wuben cried out in surprise. This time, he naturally reverted to his usual native language, the Asian language with the accent of Yinxing Village.
"You are …" Sun Wusheng's eyes widened, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.
"Grandpa, I'm Wuben." Sun Wuben took off the sunglasses on his face and greeted him with a smile. "Grandpa, didn't you talk to me on the phone yesterday?"
"It's really you, Wuben!" Sun Wusheng became excited. "Child, how did you get here? Grandpa really didn't expect you to give grandpa a surprise. "
"Master, this is …" Mark stepped forward and asked. He followed Sun Wusheng for a while and could barely understand some Asian language.
"Mark, this is my grandson, Sun Wuben, haha …" Sun Wusheng said excitedly.
"Sun Wuben?"
Mark's eyes widened. Sun Wuben was admitted to the top class of the Capital of the North. This has always been the pride of the Sun family. Sun Wusheng has always been proud to have such a grandson. Therefore, when he was with Mark, he often talked about Sun Wuben. It can be said that Mark has heard the name Sun Wuben many times.
"Is he really Sun Wuben?" Mark screamed.
"Senior Mark?" An elementary student next to him pulled Mark and asked in a low voice. "This is master's grandson, he is very famous. Senior Mark, you don't look right...."
"Famous! Of course!" Mark was excited. First, he opened his mouth like a hippopotamus and laughed loudly. Then he said, "You know, he is a top student of the Capital of the North. Do you know what level of school the Capital of the North is? It is one of the top four schools in the world. You may not know the top four, but as long as you graduate from this school … "Mark bragged. Hearing this, the eyes of the surrounding students lit up. They looked at Sun Wuben with a different gaze.
In fact, most of these students were children from the slums. They had limited knowledge and didn't know what a school of higher learning was. They didn't know what the Capital of the North's top class meant. But what did it matter? Anyway, Mark, this experienced and knowledgeable senior, praised him so much, so it couldn't be wrong.
"Wuben, this is the disciple I took in back then. Your big sister Miya has seen him before." Sun Wusheng didn't stop Mark from bragging. He smiled and pointed at Mark. "His name is Mark. He studied Wu Tian. He is very good, but he is not as diligent as your sister."
"Hello Mark, please take care of me!" Sun Wuben stretched out his hand.
Mark stopped bragging and looked at Sun Wuben's outstretched hand. His eyes flashed with a trace of craftiness. He also stretched out his hand with a smile. "Sun Wuben, I have heard of your great name for a long time. Please take care of me. Eh …" Mark's brows suddenly wrinkled.
"What's wrong? Senior Mark? "The junior beside him asked.
"Haha, nothing, nothing!" Mark withdrew his hand and laughed, but his eyes flashed with doubt.
"This Mark …" Sun Wuben laughed in his heart. When the two shook hands, Mark grabbed Sun Wuben's hand and used a lot of strength. He wanted to pinch Sun Wuben and make a joke. However, his strength was like a baby in the eyes of the current Sun Wuben. How could he hurt Sun Wuben? Therefore, Sun Wuben's hand only shook slightly, and Mark's hand involuntarily loosened. Fortunately, Sun Wuben didn't fight back. Otherwise, Mark wouldn't have just frowned slightly.
"These are my new disciples," Ye Zichen said. Sun Wusheng introduced the rest of the apprentices, and then led Sun Wuben into the side room. As soon as the two left, Mark slapped his head. "Oh ~ ~ I remember, I really remember. Isn't he the Singing Deities Sun Wuben?"
"Singing Deities Sun Wuben?" The surrounding apprentices were stunned.
"Do you still remember the disc that master asked me for last time? That was the disc released by Sun Wuben. This Sun Wuben is the music genius of the Capital of the North. He is known as the Singing Deities by the entertainment industry of the Capital of the North … "Mark started to boast again.
Inside the living room.
The fragrance of tea was faint. Sun Wusheng looked at Sun Wuben, who was blowing tea foam.
"I really didn't expect you to come. Oh, this is just coarse tea. Coffee is popular here, but grandpa still likes to drink tea. Unfortunately, the tea here is too expensive, so I could only buy some of the worst coarse tea to barely satisfy my craving. Wuben, why are you here?" Sun Wusheng said, frowning slightly.
Why am I here? Sun Wuben smiled bitterly in his heart. His family had been in trouble for the past few years. First, his father died from excessive training, then his mother became a vegetable. Then, his sister Mia was taken away by the Red Ribbon Army, and they still couldn't find her. Then, yesterday, Sun Wusheng called again, and it seemed like he was asking for help.
How could Sun Wuben not be worried? He was afraid that something would happen to his grandfather, especially when he thought about the fact that his grandfather was in Satan City.
In the original Dragon Ball world, Gohan went to Satan City to study. Every day, he would encounter all kinds of crimes. Sometimes, he would encounter several incidents in a day. It was because of this that the righteous Gohan fell in love with the righteous Videl and got married.
In addition, Sun Wuben remembered that Satan was from Satan City. When Satan was young, he and his master met Tao Baibai. His master was killed, and he was seriously injured.
Naturally, Sun Wuben had the thought of coming over to take a look.
"Grandpa, you called yesterday and asked Sister Mia to come over. I was afraid that you had something to help with, and I also missed you, so I came over to take a look. As for Sister Mia, because the family still has some money and nothing else, Sister Mia wants to make a further breakthrough so that Sun Woo-ryu's reputation can be further improved. She went out to cultivate, and I don't know her exact whereabouts. I only know when she calls." Sun Wuben said with a smile.
"You guys are really too much. You came all the way here, and in less than a day, you came all the way from home to Satan City. I'm afraid the expenses are not small. No matter how rich the family is, you can't spend like this." Sun Wusheng snorted. In this world, high-tech and low-tech transportation coexisted, but even taking the cheapest transportation from Ginkgo Village to Satan City would cost a lot of money.
Sun Wusheng had been out and about all year round, so he was very clear about this. He used to walk most of the time because he couldn't bear to spend money.
"Grandpa, actually, the family is not that short of money now," Sun Wuben said.
"Hmph!"
Sun Wusheng waved his hand. "It's easy to squander, but hard to prosper! Forget it, I won't say anything about you. You have good intentions, but what's the matter with Mia? How can it be easy to go further when one's martial arts cultivation has reached her level? There are countless martial arts practitioners in the world, but how many of them can break through the realm gate? Next time, let her call me, I have to talk to her … "Sun Wusheng nagged, and Sun Wuben couldn't interrupt. He could only smile bitterly. Finally, Sun Wusheng took a breather.
"Oh right, Grandpa, why are you looking for Sister Mia?" Sun Wuben asked.
Sun Wusheng smiled. "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just a small matter. It doesn't matter if she comes or not, so I won't talk about it."
"Is it about the combat arena?" Sun Wuben said.
"You can say that." Sun Wusheng paused for a moment and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just that my dojo is now on the right track and has begun to make a name for itself in this famous fighting holy land. It's just that there's one last step. If Ma Ke can defeat Liu Feng from the number one combat arena, that would be perfect, but …"
"Grandpa, you don't have confidence in Ma Ke?"
"How can I have confidence?" Sun Wusheng's face showed a trace of bitterness. "I've seen Liu Feng fight before. Ma Ke is still a bit away from his level, so it'll be difficult for him to win. But Ma Ke is too playful, wasting his talent. If he doesn't use a strange move, I'm afraid it'll be difficult for him to improve in a short period of time."
"Grandpa, you asked Sister Mia to come. Don't tell me you want Sister Mia to replace Ma Ke?"
"That's not it. Although Mia is also my disciple, others don't know that. Outsiders only know that Ma Ke is the disciple of the number 18 combat arena. If I ask Sister Mia, people will think that I'm asking for external help. Even if I win, it'll be the same as losing. You also know that a martial artist's reputation is the most important thing."
"I know. Grandpa, you asked Sister Mia to come to accompany Ma Ke to practice and give him pointers. You want to use actual combat to force out Ma Ke's potential in a short period of time, right?" Sun Wuben said with a smile.
"You child, you're so smart. You also know that although actual combat is dangerous, it's also the best way to improve a martial artist's combat ability. The other apprentices in my dojo are all newbies, and it'll take them a few years to grow up. And Ma Ke is too familiar with me, so I asked Sister Mia to come. In addition to what you said, it's also to stimulate Ma Ke. Ma Ke, this frisky monkey, even if I beat him a hundred times, he'll still be smiling without any sense of shame. But if he loses to someone like your sister, it'll be different." Sun Wusheng laughed and winked at Sun Wuben. "Wuben, you've grown up now, so you should understand the truth."
"Isn't it just a man's pitiful self-esteem? He doesn't want to lose face in front of a beauty. And Sister Mia is very beautiful, which man won't be green when looking at her." Sun Wuben curled his lips and said.
"Oh, then is Wuben also green when looking at her? That girl is actually your wife. If you like her, you can go after her. " Sun Wusheng laughed, and his eyes were a little dazed. When he accepted Mia as his god-granddaughter, he really did have the idea of matchmaking her and Sun Wuben. After all, she was a good girl who didn't have any major flaws, whether it was in terms of talent or virtue.
Sun Wuben smiled and changed the topic. "Grandpa, I'm afraid Sister Mia won't be able to come in a short time, so don't think too much about it. Let me help you knock some sense into Ma Ke."
"You …"
Sun Wusheng was stunned. Although he didn't go home often, he still knew about Sun Wuben's situation. Except for a period of time when he was five or six years old when his father taught him how to cultivate, his family had completely trained him as a scholar. It wasn't easy to enter a school like the Capital of the North. Sun Wuben didn't even have enough time to study culture, let alone have time to cultivate.
Moreover, Sun Wusheng still didn't recognize that his grandson was the singer who released the record that Ma Ke gave him yesterday.
Even if he knew, Sun Wusheng didn't know that Sun Wuben of Singing Deities was a top student who dropped out of the Capital of the North.
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