"Splitting tiles, can you split the stacked four tiles in one breath?" Sun Wuben looked at this familiar scene, and his thoughts flew up, and in a trance, he seemed to see the performances of those folk martial arts masters and special forces in the previous life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the special forces often perform brick splitting and kicking wooden planks, and here, it is a tile splitting.

Unconsciously, Sun Wuben had a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the tile splitting boy noticed this scene, and his face couldn't help but be a little ugly. Sun Wubenlian put away his smile.

"Hello everyone, is this the eighteenth fighting skill dojo?" Sun Wuben spoke, and the other teenagers noticed the sunglasses boy at the door.

"That's right, this is the No. 18 Fighting Technique Dojo, who are you, are you here to learn from the teacher?" Senior Brother Yu turned his head to look at Sun Wuben and said with a smile.

"I'm not here to learn art. Sun Wuben stepped into the hall, and there were some extremely primitive training materials such as stone grinders and stone locks in the hall, which were far inferior to the training materials in the early Sun Wu Dojo.

"Aren't you learning art?" The faces of all the teenagers changed in unison, the No. 18 Fighting Technique Dojo has been open here for several years, and at first it didn't attract the attention of its peers because it didn't have much business, but recently because of the rise of Mark, the reputation of the Eighteenth Fighting Skill Dojo has begun, and the fees charged by the Eighteenth Fighting Skill Dojo are lower than those of others, which naturally caused the public indignation of the fighting community in Satan City.

In the past few days, strangers have come to the door to kick the gym.

And Sun Wuben's appearance is a teenager about seventeen years old, and a teenager of this age looks like an elite figure in other martial arts dojos.

Since you are not here to learn art, are you still here to make friends?

"By the way, may I ask......" Sun Wuben also felt the hostility of the young people, and inexplicably stopped thinking about it in his heart, and said, "The owner of your dojo is surnamed Sun, and his name is Wusheng?"

"Bold, our master's name is also what you can call?" An angry shout sounded, and before the other teenagers could answer, the young man who split the tile had already shouted, "Since this kid is not here to apprentice, he must be here to kick the hall, Senior Brother Yu, go and call someone." ”

"Kick the gym?"

Sun Wuben was stunned for a moment, and waved his hand: "You misunderstood, I'm not ......"

"Still quibbling!" shouted the tiller, "boy, when I split the tiles before, you were there with a sneering face, don't think I can't see it?"

"Kicking the gym again?"

"This kid seems to be in good shape, we're afraid that no one is an opponent, so let's call Senior Brother Mark!" There was a buzzing noise, and some people rushed through the side door and shouted in shock: "Kick the gym!" "Brother Mark, Brother Mark, come on! There is another unknown person to kick the gym, Brother Mark, Brother Mark......"

In the hall, Sun Wuben looked weird, and was about to explain, when suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at the teenagers with a smile: "That's right, Lao Tzu is here to kick the hall, what, are you going to go together, or are you coming one by one? ”

"Who wouldn't talk big!"

"Boy, you're not cowardly, do you want to provoke us to make a move!"

……

The teenagers were gossiping. Sun Wuben smiled again, the corners of his mouth were full of hunger: "That's right, it's to provoke you, why, don't you dare?"

"Boy, you're so crazy! let me do it first...... Some teenagers were so excited that they blushed and couldn't help but step forward.

"Don't be fooled!" the tile-splitting boy stopped him repeatedly, "This kid is obviously provoking us, since he dares to come to the gym alone, he must be a veteran of a certain fighting arena, people have been practicing martial arts since childhood, I'm afraid they have been practicing for more than ten years, and maybe they have even reached the realm of human beings, how long have we just practiced with the master? ”

"Mark?" Sun Wuben flicked his black hair on his forehead, "Is it the signboard of your dojo, only Mark can handle it in your dojo?"

At this time-

"I won't let you down!hahahaha!" As the voice burst into laughter, I saw a shirtless horse-faced boy wearing a pair of red pants walk out of the side door.

"Brother Mark is here!"

"Senior Brother Mark, you are finally here, this kid is very rampant, you must beat him so that he can't even recognize his mother!" The young men hugged the horse-faced young man as if they had found the backbone.

"Satan?"

Sun Wuben turned his head, and as soon as his eyes touched the face of the young man, a name flashed in his mind - Satan.

Satan is a satirical character in the Dragon Ball world, and in the eyes of the early Z fighters, he is a shameless and funny character, and no Z fighter would take such a person in his eyes.

But later, because of his strong appeal (robbing the merits of Warrior Z, he was considered by the earthlings to be the hero who saved the earth), when Sun Wukong and the evil Buu fought to collect vitality, he called on the earthlings to give up his vitality, so he was praised by Sun Wukong that he may really be the savior.

In fact, even at his peak, Satan's combat power did not exceed the limit of human physical strength, that is, more than 10 points. But his luck, or his bragging, and then the luck of being able to lie, is admirable, so his strength is extremely low, but he has become the world's number one master in the eyes of the earthlings, and the hero who saved the world.

The Mark in front of him is a black-haired teenager, with Mr. Satan's signature curly hair and exploding head, the iconic length of his chin and the length of his face above the lips, as well as the eyes and eyebrows, and the whole appearance is very similar to the Satan in Sun Wuben's memory.

"Your name is Mark. Sun Wuben's voice was a little strange, "Do you still have a name called Satan?"

"Satan?" Mark was stunned for a moment, and then a haha, "Boy, what inexplicable nonsense are you talking about, Lao Tzu doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, he has been called Mark since he was a child, where is there another Satanic name, although I can also afford to call Satan the name in this Satan City, but it's not, hahaha......"

"Mark?"

Sun Wuben frowned, Satan's original name was Mark, because of his strong strength and various surprises, such as competitors falling into food poisoning, referees brainstorming and other luck, he soon became a world champion, and because of the dojo in Satan City, he was called 'Mr. Satan', but these Sun Wuben didn't know at all.

"It doesn't seem to be Satan, yes, there are too many people in the world who look alike. Sun Wuben breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he clearly remembered that in Dragon Ball, Mr. Satan had gone to a distant place with his master to compete when he was young, and as a result, he laughed at a person named Tao Baibai's hairstyle in the Nandu Tavern, and the master was killed because of this, and Satan was also seriously injured, especially in his heart, since then, Mr. Satan has resolutely sworn that he will never fight against an outrageous opponent whose true identity is unrecognizable and strong.

"Mark is not Satan, then Grandpa can't be the master of Satan who was killed by Tao Bai. Sun Wuben whispered in his heart.