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Cafes, restaurants, large shopping malls, and even parks and children's playgrounds all appeared on this day, an old man and a young man, the old man was dressed in a white-washed Mao suit, and the young man covered his face with sunglasses.

For the rest of the day, Sun Wusheng never asked Sun Wuben to get down to business.

Instead, as a landlord, he took Sun Wuben to play in Satan City, and he didn't even return to the dojo at night, but booked a room in a five-star hotel.

For Sun Wuben, cultivation is very urgent, but compared to family affection, especially when it comes to the rare time to play with grandpa, naturally he can't spoil the fun.

Early the next morning.

Eighteenth Fighting Technique.

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

More than a dozen teenagers, and Mark was sweating and practicing with a sweat, and an old man and a young man walked side by side outside the door.

"It's Sun Wuben!"

"Sun Wuben is back!"

When the apprentices and Mark saw the young man, their eyes lit up, but when they looked at the flat-headed old man next to the young man, their faces were a little bitter, and they didn't dare to be lazy in their cultivation movements.

"Alright, let's stop!"

"Yes, Master!" all the apprentices were overjoyed and stopped their practice.

"Master, morning, by the way, Mr. Sun Wuben, I heard that you are the god of songs, a famous singer in the capital of the north?" "Sun Wuben, listen to Mark, you may be the god of songs in the capital of the north, Sun Wuben, aren't you?"

Mark leaned in front of Sun Wu himself: "Hahaha, I forgot for a while yesterday, you are the god of songs, haha, I like to listen to your songs very much, but the record was taken away by the master." By the way, Sun Wuben, don't say that you are not the god of songs, I think you look very similar to him. ”

"Humph!"

Sun Wusheng snorted coldly, and suddenly the buzzing sound fell silent.

"Mark, you've had a deal with Gomoto. Sun Wusheng said lightly.

"Huh?"

Mark was stunned for a moment, looked at Sun Wuben, then looked at Sun Wusheng, and pointed at Sun Wuben: "Master, you mean that I will have a fighting competition with him?"

"That's right, I told you a long time ago that Wuben's understanding of cultivation can throw you a hundred streets, you go to fight him, as long as you can survive ten moves in Wuben's hands, your practice, whether you want to listen to songs or sing in the future, I don't care about you. Sun Wusheng said lightly.

Mark blinked, and then realized that it seemed that Master was not joking.

"Master, did you let Senior Brother Mark and Mr. Sun Wuben, I heard that Mr. Sun Wuben is the ......capital of the North," yesterday's tile-splitting boy asked in a low voice.

Sun Wusheng sneered, and glanced lightly at the disciple with the highest potential except for Mark: "Could it be that you still want to compare your knowledge with him?"

"Where, I'm just curious, Mr. Sun Wuben is studying at school, he should be very busy, and he doesn't have time to do cultivation. The tile splitter smiled.

"That's true, Wuben really doesn't have much time to practice, but his cultivation is not like you, Hang Erlang. Sun Wusheng said lightly, glancing at Mark, "Mark, what are you still doing in a daze?"

"Master!" Mark came back to his senses.

"The disciple is very happy, but the disciple has a lot of fists and can't practice at home, and a scholar like Mr. Sun Wuben is thin and weak at first glance, and the disciple is afraid that he will miss a hand, and if he uses too much strength, it will not be good to hurt him. Mark said.

Sun Wusheng lowered his eyelids.

"If you can get injured, then you will be out of the teacher, and as a teacher, you can also give the owner of this dojo to you, go, don't talk nonsense, well, Gomoto, you also stand in the middle. ”

"Okay, grandpa. Sun Wuben walked to the center of the hall, and stood there loosely covered with flaws.

Mark smiled at the sight, and the apprentices around him smiled.

"Master, you see that he is all over his body, there are not a hundred, but there are also ninety flaws, I think he is still not busy with martial arts competitions, so let's do a test first. Mark laughed.

"Testing?"

Sun Wusheng raised his eyelids: "Okay, how do you want to test?"

"I want to try Mr. Sun Wuben's skills. Mark laughed loudly, pointing to the pile of tiles piled up in the corner of the wall outside the hall, "Mr. Sun Wuben, I can split ten tiles stacked on top of each other with one blow, you don't need to be surprised, there are not many people in the world who can do this step, and now the test I ask to do is also to split the tiles, see how many pieces you can split, I hope it will not be less than six." ”

Monkey King blinked his eyelids, feeling the bruises in the corners of his eyes twitch badly.

"Grandpa, are you all using split tiles for testing here?" asked Sun Wuben.

Sun Wusheng smiled bitterly: "Do you think that it is easy for anyone to make money like you, I can't afford a boxer here, I don't have a boxer as a strength tool, so I have to get some broken tiles to make up the number, anyway, this thing is easy to get, don't underestimate these tiles, although they look thin, they are very hard, and they are much more difficult to split than wooden boards of the same thickness." ”

"I still know the hardness of the tile. Sun Wuben said with a smile, the tile that everyone used for testing was the kind of high-thickness glazed tile, and not just anyone could split a piece.

"Mr. Sun Wuben, how about I go and move the tiles, how about I get ten yuan first?" called an apprentice.

"Scar, don't move, I'll go outside and come by myself, and besides, you guys come out too, I'll split outside, save trouble. Sun Wuben smiled at Scar and walked out of the hall, and everyone followed.

Outside the hall, under the eaves, there was a pile of tiles in the corner, which was one meter high and nearly two meters long.

"Mr. Sun Wuben, do you want me to help you build the tiles?"

"No, you all stand out a little. Sun Wuben walked to the pile of tiles and raised his hand, "Put your eyes on the bright spots, I'm going to split." ”

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, even Sun Wusheng was stunned, there were nearly two hundred tiles in that pile, stacked up in six stacks, each stack had more than 30 pieces, could it be that Sun Wuben was directly chopping down more than 30 tiles like this?

"Gomoto, you're just splitting like this?"

"Isn't that okay?"

"It's okay to go. Sun Wusheng frowned slightly, it is not impossible to split against a hundred or so tiles like this, but it is just because the tiles are stacked against the wall, and there is no room for the action of the splitter, and it is not easy to use force.

"It's just that you're like this, I'm afraid you can't even exert eighty percent of your strength. Sun Wusheng said.

"That's enough, it's enough. Sun Wuben said, his hand slammed down.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and I saw that Sun Wuben's palm was like a sharp steel knife, directly down from everything, and the entire tile was opened from top to bottom.

"Whoa!!"

The pile of tiles is poured out on both sides, and you can see that each piece of tile has been split, and the fractures are clean and neat.

"Split?"

"All...... It's all split?"

"At least from above, the whole thing is split, there is no ...... None of them were left behind?" A pair of eyes widened all around, including Mark, and even Sun Wusheng.

"There are nearly thirty pieces of this stack of tiles, and they are still placed against the wall, and the arm that splits the tiles can't be stretched, and the force used is even less, but from top to bottom, all of them are split with one blow, and none of them are missed, so easy, if there are two pieces under this dozen, it can also be split at once, right?"

Although martial artists often talk about the limits of the physical strength of the human body, and say that if you break through the boundary gate, you can have the power that surpasses the limit of the human body, but it is still the power of human beings, but what Sun Wuben shows at this moment is no longer the power that human beings can have.

"Didn't I wake up from the dream I had yesterday?" Sun Wusheng lowered his eyelids, his hands behind his back, and seemed to be very calm, but the hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter, and Mark grinned with his hippopotamus-like mouth open.

"Brother Mark, this ...... This Mr. Monkey King...... Good...... It's amazing!" The tilling boy next to him muttered.

"Brother Mark, you ...... What are you laughing at?" Naska muttered.

"Trick!" Mark laughed and said loudly, "It's all trick, it's trick!

The apprentices were stunned, the trick? Is it really a trick, the pile of tiles was really cut open, and several apprentices stepped forward in a daze, holding the broken tiles to see, obviously not a trick, these tiles are really broken.

Sun Wuben was also stunned, and then his face became weird, in the Dragon Ball world, in the face of the strength of the Z warriors beyond humans, Mr. Satan said it was a trick every time, and the entire earth world, except for a few, also recognized that those were tricks.

Once, twice, three, four, almost every time.

It seems ridiculous, but it's not ridiculous when you think about it carefully, after all, that kind of ability is against the laws of science, against mainstream values, and there is really that kind of ability, there are only a few people on the whole earth, Z warriors, plus the humans on the earth have been killed again and again, and they have been collected by Z warriors again and again Dragon Balls, summoned the dragon to make a wish, and brought them to life.

These inexplicable things have also made the entire human race on earth a little numb.

Moreover, the potential of the martial arts of the main body of the earth, compared to the Z warriors, is as different as a mouse and an elephant, and he is jealous in his heart, even if he understands in his heart that it cannot be a trick, after all, if the trick is so powerful, it should be immortal and magic, and he will say that it is a trick.

"In the blink of an eye, I also have this treatment. ”

Son Goku thought it was funny when he watched Dragon Ball, how could those people be so stupid, but this time he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and he didn't think that he also had the ability to be considered a trick.

"Whether it's a trick or not, Gomoto has already shown strength. Sun Wusheng said in a deep voice at this time, "Mark, it's your turn to fight with Wuben, it's still the same as before, if you can survive ten moves in his hands, the master won't care about you, if you can win, this dojo is yours." ”

"Hahahaha!" Mark grinned and let out a loud laugh that could shake the roof tiles, turned around, and strode towards the hall, "Come on, let's all enter the house, fellow students, you all put the bright spots, watch carefully, see how I Mark breaks his trick, hahahahaha! Trick, it's all tricks!hahaha......"

In the room, everyone stood, all of them staring at the two people standing in the center of the hall with wide eyes and bated breath.

"The tricks are all fake, Senior Brother Mark will definitely win!"

"It's a trick, it's just a disguise of eye, and it's just a bluff at times, it's really a fight, hum!"

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