Before leaving the venue, Wang Chao first asked the big monk if there was a place to take a shower.

After he came out of the sea, he didn't have a chance to wash properly, and the dried grains of salt on his body were one after another, and even if he was shirtless when he came ashore, it was strange to feel uncomfortable.

"There's a water tank over there, and the little donor can scoop clean water and rinse it." The great monk was very kind.

Wang Chao thanked him, and sure enough, he found a large water tank full of water around the corner. Anyway, now that the body is not very old, and there is not a single hair, Wang Chao took off the only big pants left on his body without any scruples, took the scoop on the water surface of the water tank, and began to cool off happily. The tense muscles were poured with cold water, and they became a lot more relaxed.

"Wow~~" scooped a scoop of water and splashed it on his head.

After scrubbing the big pants back and forth with water a few times, Wang Chao put on the wet pants very carelessly and left barefoot.

Although it is early May, the daily temperature of Papaya Island in tropical climate is really not low.

Wang Chao didn't feel anything when he walked into the martial arts temple venue, but when he came out after the game, he found that it was past noon, the sun was scorching, and he was soaked and felt too hot.

Fortunately, he knocked a half-immortal bean today, and his stomach was not hungry at all, otherwise he would have to ask the canteen in the martial arts temple to beg for food.

Wang Chao came out of the back door of the venue, which was a small road with tropical coconut trees on both sides.

He was about to leave when there was a faint explosion behind him.

“……”

Wang Chao paused, glanced back at the venue of the Martial Arts Temple, and closed his eyes to listen.

He could vaguely hear the hustle and bustle coming from the outdoor arena of the quarterfinals that was about to start in front of the main entrance on the other side of the venue.

"Five years..."

Wang Chao closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Whatever path I'll take after today, hopefully in five years' time, I'll be here again... Than the last one! ”

Wang Chao smiled slightly, opened his golden eyes, and between the whole person's demeanor, there was no longer the gentleness and hesitation of the past, but there was a free and easy after making up his mind.

The consciousness between life and death, and the encouragement of competing on the same stage, made him truly recognize his true heart.

Wang Chao strode forward barefoot, leaving wet footprints one after another, which quickly dried up and disappeared in the high temperature...

……

On the street near the Martial Arts Temple on Papaya Island, a shirtless boy with a muscular line is running barefoot around the street.

The exposed cement pavement was really hot, but Wang Chao didn't notice it, he walked all the way and looked around, looking for someone.

After only walking a few laps, the big pants and the water droplets on his body have long since dried, and now he is covered with hot sweat.

"Where's the old man?"

Of course, what Wang Chao was looking for was the mysterious old man who brought him to participate in the martial arts meeting.

After leaving the Martial Arts Temple, he walked around the Martial Arts Temple, but he didn't find the old man.

"You won't just leave me alone, will you?" He was suspicious, "The gods are mysterious... What exactly do you want to do? If I can't find him today, then I'll try my luck at the Martial Arts Temple... Although I don't really want to be a monk, as long as I can learn kung fu, being a monk is nothing! Didn't Kling also be a monk for a few years..."

It's just that practicing in the Martial Arts Temple is not regarded as the first choice by Wang Chao after all.

Because, in the Dragon Ball manga, there are too few other martial arts schools mentioned, in other words, Wang Chao's understanding is that it is impossible to ensure that other "small sects" can "point directly to the avenue".

The authentic martial arts school that Wang Chao can affirm is nothing more than the turtle and crane faction.

"The turtle and crane factions are considered the basic class, the improvement class is the Garinta, and the intensive class is the temple... This is the most authentic route to success in the comics. ”

"Turtle Immortal Liu's words, although the Turtle Immortal has explicitly rejected me, it's not that there is no room for reversal - didn't he also refuse Klin's coming in the first place? Well, don't let out a face, stalk, maybe there's still a chance... Being able to enter the turtle fairy stream is naturally the best policy. ”

"Crane Immortal Flow... Although the two people of Crane Immortal and Tao Baibai are not good things, they are also a way. But first, I don't know how to find them, and second, these guys are too dangerous, maybe they will kill me if they are unhappy when they meet. Well... It's a good idea..."

"How can this old man really evaporate from the world?"

Wang Chao ran around the main street around Papaya Island, but he didn't find any trace of the mysterious old man, and he couldn't help but get bored.

If you think about it carefully, the old man seemed to be a non-existent guy from the beginning, even during the morning exercise in the park, he had never communicated with anyone other than Wang Chao, and Wang Chao had never met each other under any circumstances or on any occasion when the old man did not want to see him..."What are you thinking! Wang Chao patted himself on the cheek.

One and a half immortal beans really had a miraculous effect, and Wang Chao shook around the island all afternoon, and there was no sign of hunger.

The sun is sinking in the west, and the weather is getting cooler.

The old man has never seen a shadow, Wang Chao is not in a hurry, according to his previous experience, if the old man wants to see him, he doesn't need to look for it, maybe he will jump out.

It's just that Wang Chao still didn't stop, and walked around the island slowly. The boring mood at noon is gone, and after walking all afternoon, my body is cooler and my heart is calmer a lot. What was the result of the martial arts club, Wang Chao didn't come over to see when he passed by, it didn't matter to him whether King Chopa or someone else won the championship. Wang Chao walked alone, thinking about his own thoughts.

"For more than five months, it's like a dream!"

Wang Chao is alone, and his long shadow is in the sunset.

He had a map in his hand, which he had bought with the only remaining coin from the old man on him.

Wang Chao walked slowly barefoot, and the ground under his feet was no longer so hot, but a little cool.

"Whoa!"

Wang Chao unknowingly came to the north coast, sitting on a reef, and he was studying the map of the country in his hand.

"Where the hell is Garinta? It's not marked on this map..."

Wang Chao was blowing the sea breeze, and the map was moving in the wind.

Simply folded the map and put it away, Wang Chao closed his eyes and opened his arms, imagining the scene of himself riding the wind, and couldn't help but smile.

"Huh?"

Wang Chao opened his eyes and noticed the shark fins cruising in the offshore waters, and he smiled: "It's you, my shark teacher!" ”

He picked up a small rock and threw it at the shark.

The shark jumped out of the water, shook its head, and bounced away the small stone that Wang Chao threw over.

Wang Chao said in a low voice: "I don't know if shark meat is delicious?" ”

The shark's fins sank into the water, as if swimming far away...

Wang Chao stood up, stretched, patted his buttocks, and turned around and walked towards the Martial Arts Temple.

Get! Be a monk, be a monk!

You can't all count on the old man or something. Although Wang Chao was a little disappointed, he was still able to stabilize his mentality. It's just that when he walked back to the street in front of the martial arts temple, Wang Chao was about to walk into the main gate of the martial arts temple, but he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked, only to see a vague shadow lingering at the street where sporadic tourists came and went. Wang Chao's eyes were dyed with a layer of gold, and he opened his fiery eyes and fixed his eyes! I saw that the blurred shadow was actually an old man sitting cross-legged in the air, with his eyes closed, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of gold edges, like a god and a Buddha.

No, who is the mysterious old man he has been looking for for most of the day?

Wang Chao was puzzled and delighted, walked over quickly, and asked, "You... When were you here? ”

The old man slowly opened his eyes, put down his legs and stood on the ground, and said naturally: "You have passed by me seventeen times in one afternoon, and I have watched you run back and forth seventeen times. But you have to ask me when I was here? ”