On a huge rock, Kling's figure appeared. He was panting heavily with his hands on his knees.
"Kling, between you and Sun Wuben, who has the upper hand?" Buma roared. Although she couldn't see the exact moves of the two, every time they appeared and stopped to catch their breath, Kling was in a more difficult situation.
Sun Wuben was at most panting heavily. However, Kling was either covering here or there, grimacing in pain.
Buma couldn't understand.
Who has the upper hand? Kling was panting heavily. His face was a little embarrassed.
"I have used all my powerful fist moves. Why is this Sun Wuben so difficult to deal with? It seems like I can only …" Kling's eyes flashed. Previously, he didn't want to take advantage of Sun Wuben. Therefore, he purely used martial arts to compete with Sun Wuben. Now that he had to admit that he had lost in martial arts, he could only win in another way.
"Sun Wuben, be careful. I am going to use my true ability." Kling shouted. His figure turned into a wisp of smoke and circled around Sun Wuben. Then, he kicked Sun Wuben from behind.
"My strength and speed are greater than yours. Let's see how you block it!" Kling's face revealed a victorious smile. This attack was an attack that he didn't hold back at all.
"Swish!"
It was as if a light flashed in front of Kling.
"This is …"
Kling looked at the strange fist that appeared.
"Peng!"
Sun Wuben's fist landed on Kling's kick. Then, both of them flew out.
"He actually took it. What a powerful fist art." Kling stared at Sun Wuben who flew out. "His strength is not as good as mine. After taking such a powerful kick from me, he will definitely fly further and fall more miserably than me. At that time …" Kling's smile became wider.
But then, his smile froze.
Sun Wuben flipped in the air and stood firmly on the ground.
"His strength is not as good as mine. Why did he only fly so far?" Kling also flipped and stood on a huge rock behind him. He stared at Sun Wuben.
"Kling, don't you understand? It is useless to attack me from behind. Moreover, my limbs are longer than yours. My fist art is better than yours. Therefore, your attack cannot hit me..." Sun Wuben smiled.
"Hmph!" Clint 'snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with unwillingness.
"It must be a coincidence." Clint 'stomped on the boulder and the entire boulder shook. Clint's body shot out. This time, he didn't play any tricks. He directly attacked Sun Wuben with his greatest strength. Just as he got close to Sun Wuben, he clenched his fist and punched. "Peng!" The two fists collided, and then a series of punches sounded.
Kling no longer reserved his strength and used his full strength. Sun Wuben was no longer relaxed. This battle was different from before in the eyes of Buma, Blonde Lanchi, and the giant turtle. Previously, the figures of the two people were like high-speed fans that couldn't be seen clearly. Once they could see clearly, it was Kling who was bombarded and flew out.
But this time, when the two figures appeared from time to time, Kling and Sun Wuben flew out. More often than not, the two figures were thrown back at the same time.
This battle lasted for half an hour. After that, the movements of the two fighters began to slow down, and the punches of the two fighters could be seen.
"Peng!"
Sun Wuben and Kling were hit at the same time and were both knocked back. After Sun Wuben retreated ten steps in a row, he rushed towards Kling as soon as he stood firm.
"Wait a minute!"
Kling suddenly stretched out his hand.
"What's wrong?" Sun Wuben looked at Kling in confusion. The two fought until now, no one could do anything to the other. They could only rely on physical strength and will.
"It doesn't make sense to continue fighting. How about we call it a draw?" Kling gasped.
"A draw?" Sun Wuben blinked and shrugged. "I don't care."
Kling breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want a draw either, but there was no other way. Sun Wuben's ability to take hits was no weaker than his. Although Kling's strength was stronger than Sun Wuben's, his martial arts were inferior. If they continued to fight like this, it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose.
While the two were negotiating, the spectating Buma was unhappy.
"Kling, you baldy. You can't even take down Sun Wuben. You made this lady bet on you for nothing." Buma shouted loudly. She glanced at Sun Wuben with a flash of surprise. Although Sun Wuben's strength could also move mountains, from his previous conversation with Kling, he was far inferior to Kling.
The difference in strength was so great. Sun Wuben cultivated by himself, while Kling inherited the famous God of Martial Arts, Master Roshi. In the end …
Buma felt a little confused.
At this moment, Master Roshi's prestige in martial arts plummeted to the edge of the passing line in her heart.
"Buma, what do you know? Sun Wuben is much stronger than Yamu tea." Kling snorted like a mosquito, feeling wronged in his heart. However, Kling was not the first or second time that he had been defeated, so he quickly recovered and became happy. After he finished panting, he walked in front of Sun Wuben and stretched out his hand.
"Sun Wuben, I heard that you're the God of Songs and you're the king of music. I didn't expect that you're also good at martial arts … You're really a freak," Clint chuckled.
"You are also not bad. You are younger than me by three years. If you were taught by a master, you would be able to deal with me easily." Sun Wuben said with emotion. Kling's aptitude was indeed not bad, not only in strength, but also in boxing. In the fight just now, Sun Wuben could feel that Kling's moves had improved. Although his comprehension of boxing was not as good as Sun Wuben's, it was still very scary.
If he were taught by a master, he would be even stronger? Kling's mouth twitched. Wasn't this scolding Master Roshi in front of his face that he was not a master?
Kling felt strange. Master Roshi did not fly into a rage after hearing this?
At this moment, Sun Wuben stretched out his hand and shook Kling's hand.
"Kling, Buma and I have something important to do, so we will take our leave first."
"You are leaving? Then we will meet again. Oh right, what are you and Buma doing? Do you need my help? "Kling asked curiously.
"Nothing much, just collecting Dragon Ball to make a wish." Sun Wuben had nothing to hide.
Kling's eyes lit up: "Dragon Ball, how about I accompany you? I have not seen the scene of Shenlong being summoned. "
Sun Wuben hesitated. With an expert like Kling, collecting Dragon Ball would naturally be more convenient.
"No!" Buma walked over and shouted, "Kling, tell me what are your strengths? Your singing is not as good as Sun Wuben's. Your knowledge, experience, and IQ are not as good as Sun Wuben's. Not to mention me. The only thing you are good at is fighting, but you still can't beat Sun Wuben. You are just a good-for-nothing. What do we need you for? To take the children out to play? "
Kling's face immediately fell. Am I that bad?
"Buma." Sun Wuben could not stand it anymore and said, "Didn't you keep saying that you want to bring Kling with you?" Buma turned around and shouted with her hands on her waist, "Previously, I thought that Kling was strong enough to be a meat shield and a fighter. But now that your martial arts skills are so high and we don't lack fighters, why do we need to bring a burden?"
Kling lowered his head even more.
"Okay." Sun Wuben said. After thinking for a while, he looked at Kling, "Kling, you have not seen the summoning of Shenlong. Then after we collect seven Dragon Ball, we will come here to make a wish."
"Okay." Kling nodded.
"Old Wu Tian …" Sun Wuben turned to Master Roshi and froze for a moment. He saw that Master Roshi was lying on the recliner with the beauty album covering his face and had fallen asleep.
"As expected of Wu Tian -sensei, he can even fall asleep like this."
"Don't worry about the perverted old man, Sun Wuben, let's go!"
…
With the Dragon Ball Radar, if there is no strong opponent, collecting the Dragon Ball is very easy. In addition, Buma and Sun Wuben have money, wisdom, and strength. So, in just three days, they collected all seven Dragon Ball and then headed towards Kame House.
Kame House.
Because of Sun Wuben, Master Roshi had been very uncomfortable for the past three days. Just after lunch, Kling put down his bowl and pestered him again.
"Teacher Wu Tian, please guide this disciple," Kling pleaded.
"Bah!"
Master Roshi spat out a mouthful of phlegm.
"Guide me, bah!" Master Roshi sternly reprimanded, "I have already said that I have taught you all the basics of Kame School's martial arts cultivation. The rest is up to you." Master Roshi's reprimand could not be said to be not severe. If it was in the past, this move would not only scare Kling but also the fearless Monkey King.
But this time, it did not work.
"Even if Teacher Wu Tian is not willing to guide this disciple's fist technique, can you at least point out a person who can guide this disciple's fist technique?" Kling was unwilling to give up.
"Fist technique is just the application of the basics of martial arts. As the successor of the Kame School, you should use the basics you have learned to create your own fist technique, and not always think of stealing other people's fist technique," Master Roshi reprimanded.
"That's right, but Sun Wuben also said that one can only see further by standing on the shoulders of giants. Others have already built airplanes and cannons. You don't learn from them, but you want to start from the most basic iron smelting and gunpowder formulas. That is the behavior of an idiot. I now feel that I am an idiot," Kling shouted.
Master Roshi's forehead was dripping with sweat. He slapped the table and roared, "Preposterous, all preposterous. The most important thing in martial arts is not to defeat others, but to surpass oneself. When will you understand the essence of my Kame School?"
"But Sun Wuben said that one can also surpass oneself by standing on the shoulders of giants. Learning how to build airplanes is to surpass the airplanes built by others and build spaceships. Just like how I learned from Teacher Wu Tian instead of figuring it out myself, this is more efficient. Is there anything wrong with this?" Kling had an aggrieved expression.
"Kling, you have to have your own opinions. Don't talk about Sun Wuben every time you open your mouth." Master Roshi roared. He was also depressed in his heart. This disciple named Kling was not like the naive Monkey King who did not even understand common sense. He was usually very enlightened, but in the past few days, it was as if he had completely changed into a different person.
"But what Sun Wuben said is very reasonable. Moreover, his strength is obviously far inferior to mine, but he tied with me by relying on his superb fist technique." Kling shouted, "If I don't work hard, when his strength catches up, I will have no advantage."
Speaking of this, Master Roshi became even angrier.
Three days ago, in the competition between Kling and Sun Wuben, Master Roshi had seen Sun Wuben fight at the World Martial Arts Conference. His strength was only a little higher than that of an ordinary martial arts grandmaster. His moves were just trash that originated from Sun Woo-ryu. Even if they were pushed to a very high level in his hands, far surpassing Sun Woo-ryu's moves in the past, they were still trash if they took the wrong path.
Because of this, in Master Roshi's eyes, Kling and Sun Wuben's competition was purely because they were bored out of their minds. It was impossible for them to gain anything from this competition.
Therefore, when the two fought, Master Roshi was not in a good mood and did not even bother to watch. He just lay on the side and read the yellow booklet. In addition, it happened to be after lunch. Usually, it was Master Roshi's afternoon nap time. With the sun shining and the sea breeze blowing, he unknowingly fell asleep.
Master Roshi did not see this battle.
However, when he woke up, Kling came looking for him. It was only then that Master Roshi found out that Sun Wuben and Kling were tied. And it wasn't that Kling had suppressed his strength to the same level as Sun Wuben's. Instead, Kling had held nothing back and used everything he had.
When he first heard this result, Master Roshi didn't believe it at all. But whether it was Kling, the Sea Turtle, or even Blonde Lanchi, they all swore that this was the truth.
Of course, Master Roshi still didn't believe it, unless the one who said it was the blue-haired Lanchi.
But in these three days, Kling's unrelenting pestering had made Master Roshi somewhat suspicious. After all, if Kling hadn't suffered a major blow, there was no way he would be like this.
"Incorrigible, incorrigible. Kling, you must know that the essence of martial arts is not to fight fiercely, but to surpass the natural order of life …" At this moment …
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
There was a knock on the door, followed by a voice. It was the voice that made Master Roshi gnash his teeth in hatred.
"Is Baldy here?"
Sun Wuben's voice rang out from outside the door.
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