Chapter 288: The Disciple of the Crane Immortal (Part 23)
Your grandfather?
Your Master?
I...... Know?
The tall middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and he had already guessed subconsciously in his heart, but he really couldn't believe it...... But the name of the little opponent in front of him kept echoing in his ears: Sun Wukong! Sun Wukong!
He ...... It turned out to be the grandson of Mr. Sun Gohan?his disciple?!"
"It's really fake, the descendants of Mr. Sun Gohan ?!!"
The martial artists under the ring were all shocked, this identity is really incredible! Not only that, some of them who are more sensitive suddenly shocked in their hearts, and suddenly turned their heads to look at the old man who was talking to Sun Wukong in the audience before, is it possible?!!!
More and more people are also aware of this, including the referees on the stage and Sun Wukong's opponents, they all sent shocked eyes to Sun Gohan's position in the audience, but the old man they saw with their eyes was clearly not the appearance of Mr. Sun Gohan!
At this time, Wu Tian frowned next to Sun Wuhan, with a slight displeasure in his expression. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Let's play quickly. ”
His cold voice sounded in the ears of everyone around him up and down the Ring 5A, and at this time, these people suddenly noticed such a person next to Sun Gohan, who was he?! Why hadn't they noticed him before?!
The men looked closely at him, and saw that the man had a young face, but he had long gray-white hair that was scattered at the back of his head, and not only that, but he also had an equally gray-white beard on his chin.
"Grandpa!" Sun Wukong shouted on the stage, he tilted his head, and he couldn't understand the strange atmosphere of the scene.
Wu Tian nodded, of course he wouldn't blame the innocent Sun Wukong.
In the crowd, the reporter carrying the camera remembered Sun Gohan's identity, and then looked at Wu Tian, although his appearance was different and he became younger than in the historical materials, his hairstyle had not changed! His temperament had not changed! He was even followed by Sun Gohan, who was suspected of changing his appearance! The little boy on the stage who was suspected of being Sun Gohan's grandson called him Grandpa!
The identity of this person is simply about to come out!!
"Wu ......" someone was about to call out the legendary name, almost moaning and dreaming, everyone was like a pilgrimage child, or with doubt, or with incomprehension, or with half-belief, but without exception they were all excited, if it was really that one, if it was really his old man-
Wu Tian squinted, his voice was directly remembered in everyone's minds, and the peaceful spring breeze of his heart soothed everyone's excitement, and he said silently: "I said it...... Let's race. ”
The sea of hearts that almost made waves was calmed down.
"Ah, this ...... Yes, yes, then, the second game of the ring qualifiers, start now!" the referee woke up from a dream, and immediately shouted into the headset to announce.
Sun Wukong poses a starting hand...... At this time, people suddenly realized that this child was just imitating the starting style of Wu Xian Liu, but now that I think about it, he is Sun Wuhan's own grandson and disciple! Wu Xian Ren's apprentice grandson! Without Wu Xian Liu's starting style, who is it used for?
"Then ......" Sun Wukong's tall middle-aged opponent no longer dared to be careless, cheered up all his spirits, and bowed to Sun Wukong's child in a proper manner, and said in a deep voice, "Please advise me more!"
"Hey!" Sun Wukong's eyes were full of excitement, he was so happy, he could play with so many masters today!
Everyone held their breath and watched the imminent fight in the ring, and now that they looked at it, they suddenly felt that this fight was also extraordinary...... You know, one of them is the grandson of Mr. Sun Gohan, who has been the No. 1 martial arts club in the world for ten consecutive years! The apprentice of the peerless master who is known as the world's number one master under the martial immortals!
No wonder!
No wonder he is already so powerful at such a young age!
No wonder they couldn't find anyone in their hearts who could teach such an apprentice just now!
Who can compare to Sun Gohan and his old man?
Who can compare with the disciples of the Martial Immortals?
"Hah, you're recognized. Hathaway chuckled in Wu Tian's ear and said, but the glasses were in the stands, and the tall middle-aged man was flying quickly and did not fall behind Sun Wukong.
Wu Tian just squeezed her soft palm and shook his head without saying a word.
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The western capital is a small suburb in the countryside.
In a dilapidated small hotel, a group of three masters and apprentices had a tiring journey and rested here.
The little bald head with a pale face and two round red cheeks walked into the room, and saw the twelve-year-old senior brother looking at the TV in the room with three eyes without blinking, he walked over and asked, "Tianjin, what are you watching?"
Twelve-year-old Tianjin Fan was expressionless, looking at the snowflakes flying on the TV screen, the long-tailed boy who was fighting with the tall and strong man in the qualifier ring, this boy was even younger than him, he looked like he was only about seven or eight years old, but when he fought with the strong warrior, he did not fall behind at all.
Tianjin Fan has watched several fights, and this little boy with a tail has never come down from the ring! As if tireless, after defeating an opponent, he immediately greeted the next opponent with energy and interest!
This kind of pure attitude of welcoming the strong and becoming more and more brave is really shocking to see Tianjin rice!
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of eagerness to try in his heart, and his three eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance...... I really want to fight this guy and see it!
"Tianjin, I think you're a little better. Dumpling looked at it for a while and said.
Tianjin Fan shook his head, didn't say anything, to be honest, he also felt the same, as a talented martial artist, self-confidence is a necessary quality. He desperately wanted to fight with the Monkey King on the screen, and was more infected by the opponent's high martial arts fighting spirit, but he didn't feel that he would be weaker than the other party.
In the blink of an eye, Tianjin Fan suppressed the fluctuating mood and turned off the TV, which was not very good.
"Where's Master?" he asked Dumpling.
"In his room, it's like washing his feet. Dumpling replied.
Tianjin Fan nodded, put on a white sleeved vest, opened the door and left, Dumpling thought in the room, what is the matter with Tianjin looking for Master? Looking at the TV screen that had been blacked out, Dumpling stared at some crazy big eyes, like a little zombie.
"Aggressive. ”
"It's Tianjin rice, come in. ”
There was an old voice from Tsurumi in the room, and Tianjin Fan was silent and twisted the doorknob, without a lock. After walking in, I saw that the master was wiping with a towel after washing his feet, Tianjin Fan hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down, Tsurumi also threw the towel to him to wipe his feet, and Tianjin Fan looked respectful to wipe the feet for the master.
. (To be continued.) )