"I remember that you haven't practiced for six or seven years. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Carla exclaimed in surprise, "By the way, you only practiced for a while when you were five or six years old, although this person doesn't look very good, but it seems that he has practiced, you haven't touched the practice for so many years, and you have dealt with him, isn't that okay?"

"What?"

Tianjin Rice's eyes widened, and then his face was ugly, he hadn't practiced for six or seven years, and he only practiced it at the age of five or six, and he actually wanted to fight with him Tianjin Rice.

"It's too much, Tianjin rice. Dumpling shouted sharply, a small finger pointed at Sun Wuben, "Who are you?

"He's my brother. Mia said, looking at Sun Wuben with puzzled eyes, "Wuben, you have been studying all the time, and you have not practiced seriously, this brother doesn't seem to be weak, you ...... Still don't want it?"

"I know he's not weak, and I wouldn't want to do it otherwise. Sun Wuben smiled slightly, waved his hand, and stopped Mia's persuasion, "Don't worry, it's just a hand, it's not anything else, I can't, you go up again, I think this Tianjin Fan brother is a militant, and his martial arts heart is extremely strong, and I wish there were more people who would do it with him, the better." ”

The corners of Tianjin Fan's mouth twitched, Sun Wuben didn't say anything wrong about his character, but ......

"Boy, I don't bully the weak in Tianjin, I don't have time to play with you. ”

"Tianjin Rice, strictly speaking, I am the first heir of the Monkey Wu Clan's Dojo. Sun Wuben smiled and said, "I am the son of Sun Wuxian, you come to the gym, you want to try the depth of Sun Wuliu, I will take it, what's wrong with this?"

"Yes!" Tianjin rice was also on fire, and the tail of his eyebrows was fiercely raised, "Since you are looking for death, then okay." ”

"Wait a minute, Tianjin Rice, let me fight him. ”

"Dumplings?" Tianjin Fan looked at the dumplings, and then nodded, although the dumplings were far inferior to him, but his kung fu was also few enemies.

Sun Wuben looked the dumplings up and down weirdly, and looked at the dumplings until they were hairy, and then smiled slightly: "Your name is dumplings?"

"That's right, do you dare to fight me?" said Dumpling, pointing at Sun Wuben.

"Good, good, good. Sun Wuben put his hands behind his back, as if his martial arts predecessors saw the good material and beautiful jade and wanted to accept him as a disciple, "Your physique is very good, let me ask you, how many special abilities have you developed?"

As soon as these words came out, Tianjin rice and dumplings' eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

"You...... What do you say?" screamed Dumpling.

"How far have you developed your superpowers, how many have you developed?" Sun Wuben smiled.

"How do you know?" Dumpling screamed as if he were looking at the most terrible thing, he had the ability to telepathize, and he only knew Tianjin Rice.

"See. Sun Wuben smiled faintly, "Let me ask you, how many superpowers have you developed?"

"How many?" Dumpling stretched out ten fingers, comparing them repeatedly, and finally came to a conclusion, "Seven." ”

Sun Wuben was stunned for a moment, and Tianjin Fan was also stunned.

"Seven, how is it possible?" Sun Wuben screamed, and then asked, "You can tell them one by one, how can there be seven, this is not right." "Sun Wuben had to suspect that there was something wrong with Dumpling's arithmetic ability, in the Dragon Ball world, at the world's No. 1 martial arts conference, Dumpling was defeated by Klin, just because Kling was confused by his arithmetic problems.

"I can talk to people's hearts, this is one, I have iron head skills, this is one, add up...... Seven!" Dumpling said with a curled finger.

"Gone?" Sun Wu said incredulously.

Dumpling blinked: "No, by the way, I still seem to be able to make people have stomach aches, but it doesn't work, I don't know if it counts, that's all there is to it." ”

The corners of Sun Wuben's mouth twitched, and everyone also looked crying and laughing.

"It seems that your arithmetic is very poor, telekinesis, superpowers, and iron head skills add up to three. Karahaha laughed.

Dumplings were a little annoyed and angry, and glared at Sun Wuben angrily.

"It seems that your superpowers are basically developed. Sun Wuben said lightly with a look of an old god, and then raised his eyebrows, "What you said about controlling people's stomachaches, when the spirit is not working, this is indeed a superpower, and it is a very useful superpower, he should be able to control people's actions in the full version, the reason why you are not always ineffective is that your ability is not enough, and the control of qi is not at home." ”

"Really?"

At this moment, Sun Wuben was not only mysterious in the heart of the dumplings, but even Tianjin Fan didn't dare to underestimate this young man, and wisely didn't speak on the side.

"Dumplings, right, your ability, if you don't practice martial arts well, it's really a waste. You are also lucky to have met me, and there are no more than three people in the world who can teach you well. Sun Wuben smiled, it's not pure foolishness, people like dumplings and Tianjin rice, only after the Master's training can they develop their potential, otherwise it will be a waste after all, in Dragon Ball, Tianjin rice is still acceptable, dumplings are very good at the beginning, but they have almost become soy sauce in the back.

"Hmph!" Tianjin Fan snorted coldly.

"Dumpling, don't believe him. Tianjin Fan made a secret action, and said in his heart, he knew that Dumpling had the ability to talk to the heart, and Dumpling could naturally hear this, "This kid does have some ability, but I think he should be able to read some mind reading skills like you, so he can read some information from our reactions, knowing that you will have superpowers and iron head skills, and deliberately say these pretending to be high-ranking people, wanting to scare us and fool us into going to their dojo." ”

"I know. Dumplings also woke up, and he and Tianjin Fan have also traveled a lot, so they naturally have their own opinions.

"You ......" Dumpling pointed at Sun Wuben, "are you still fighting?"

"I was ready. Sun Wuben smiled faintly, and looked at the dumplings indifferently with his hands behind his back, "Little brother dumplings, you can make a move, let me see how far you have reached." ”

"Good!"

Dumpling stopped talking, slowly squatted down into a lunge, and played a common martial arts move, and then saw a hint of a yin smile on the corner of Dumpling's mouth.

Call!

A gust of wind blew, and Dumpling's body moved, as if a motorcycle that suddenly drove to the maximum throttle rushed towards Sun Wuben, and even the feet running under Dumpling's feet were like flying electric fan blades, which almost disappeared at this moment.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Dumpling's shot, Mia's heart lifted, the speed of dumplings is nothing in her opinion, but it has also reached an extremely high level, placed in any dojo, the speed can be ranked in the forefront.

Can Sun Wu instinctively deal with it?

Mia Lian looked at Sun Wuben, ready to rescue at any time.

"It's so powerful!"

Although Kara is not a martial artist, as a resident of Ginkgo Village, she has seen many martial arts practitioners in the Monkey King Dojo, and her vision has also been practiced.

"This little kid called dumplings, it looks like the whole body meat doesn't add up to three or two, small arms and legs, it's so strong, I'm afraid it's ......" Kara glared at Sun Wuben, Sun Wuben because he showed a very high IQ since he was a child, so he was set by his family to learn the way of learning, although he also practiced martial arts, but he was only five or six years old, and he was instructed by his father to practice seriously for two years, and then he completely let go, these Kara are also in his eyes.

Watching the dumplings approaching rapidly, Sun Wuben stood motionless like a stone.

"Hide!"

Mia screamed, but Sun Wuben still stood, as if he couldn't react.

Dumpling's clenched fist had already slammed into his thigh. Seeing that little fist hit Sun Wuben's thigh, Sun Wuben's foot finally moved, and the foot was like a leaf blown by the wind, with a peculiar rhythm, and the dumpling's fist hit the thigh.