"You've been telling you in your heart that you want to be your father's opponent, you want to surpass your father, you want to beat your father, and that's what your body has told you since that big ring fight."

Wukong's eyes are also full of pride as a king, but it is precisely because of the pride of being a king that he can understand the psychology of being another king.

"Probably, Yujiro, I guess I will regard the battle with you as a so-called family fight, after all, in his eyes, no, it should be said that in the eyes of all parents, their children will never grow up."

Looking at his disciple's gloomy face, Goku smiled and said what was bound to happen.

"That man will probably take your challenge as a play with his own child, of course, as you, in this world, the man who can accompany you at will, only me and your father, but, I won't play with you, because, sometimes, what Wu does is stop fighting, not killing, so, I would rather hide the more powerful killing technique and close it, after all, only in this way can you protect yourself and your opponent, but your father is different, he has always been playing, It's just the tip of the iceberg when I was with my uncle. ”

"So, can you show your father's strength, no, it should be said that you forced out what your father hid, I think it's impossible, after all, although you and your father are awakened to the same back muscles, but, the essence of you and your father is different, you are from the weak to the strong, and the other is already at the peak of the strong at birth, and has never fallen from the existence, in this era, in the definition of strong, your father, In my absence, I'm undoubtedly a god, a god who rules all the rules. ”

After saying this, Goku shifted his attention from himself to the little one.

And when faced with such a father, what do you think of, is it joy? Is it anger? Is it sad? Still dazed? ”

Wukong didn't give any explanation for this matter, but he knew that his disciple already had his own answer just now.

"Teacher, I want to defeat my father, I want to be a little stronger than him, although this is a little unrealistic, but I want to stand in front of him, so that my father can cook for me once, be able to wash the dishes for me once, although I know that such a thing is unrealistic, but I want to do it."

It's such a face, it's such an expression, Wukong is interested in this little guy because of this little guy's expression, the kind of existence that even if he knows that the creature in front of him is higher than the mountain, but, this little guy has never been ready to give up, only in this way, this little guy is qualified to become his own disciple, to become his own inheritor, although Wukong as one of the most powerful creatures in the world, he can't defeat the father of this little guy, but that guy can't defeat Wukong either.

Therefore, when he gave his skills to the monster's child, Wukong's heart was full of joy, after all, in Wukong's eyes, although his own children can also inherit their own techniques, but, the woman's physique makes Wukong's children unable to become close to their own strength, and can only let their children become a martial artist, but, the ultimate destination of this martial artist is still the family, not in the ring, so, Wukong chose to pass on his skills to one of the few little guys in the world who are qualified to inherit his own techniques, in the hands of Fan Ma Blade, although I don't know if in the hands of this little guy, his own techniques will be developed by this guy to develop new things, but, for Wukong, watching others change their own boxing skills, it is also a kind of happiness, after all, only then can it be said that his boxing skills are truly understood and understood.

Wukong looked at the little guy in front of him, and in an instant, his whole body was in the air, as if fluttering, and after a few gentle steps on the floor, he came to the courtyard, and before entering the courtyard, Wukong had already placed his slippers next to the blade teeth.

"Little one, Bladetooth, see clearly."

Wukong's hands are flying, from the extreme five-bird play that he thought about at the beginning, to the twelve-shaped Yiquan that he learned later, and then to the ten thousand beasts pictographic boxing, and finally Wukong's thoughts about those beasts in the past, the demon gods and Buddhas from mythology began to slowly bloom their own brilliance behind Wukong, but, in the end, those lights and shadows in the end, in the end, in the end, they all just converged into a much smaller than those monsters, but a stronger figure, And the figure in the trance is Goku himself.

"I believe that I am the strongest, so the last pictogram is myself, whether it is a god, whether it is a Buddha, whether it is an immortal, they are not as strong as me, so I absorbed all their nutrients and created me."

Goku was like he was dancing, but with every blow, Blade could feel the unimaginable light that emanated from his mind and every inch of his body.

This light, gentle, intense, dazzling, comfortable, oppressive, countless meanings flickered in this light, and it was this kind of power that flashed a dangerous light in that light, and that light, even at birth, suppressed all the light, so that the instinct of Blade Fang as a creature had been warning his master to leave the man in front of him quickly.

Ten meters is not enough, farther, farther, farther......

When it is so far away that no one can see it, it must be farther, farther.

Blade Fang kept suppressing the instinct of warning in his heart, his hands grasping the plank, his teeth constantly pressing his upper and lower gums, but the man never retreated.

And it was because of such a thing that a subtle smile appeared on Goku's face.

"Little guy, see clearly, this is my fist, another technique I handed over to you."

Wukong stretched out his finger and pointed at the little guy's eyebrows, and in the little guy's surprised eyes, Wukong gently nodded at the little guy's eyebrows, making the little guy lose his domination over his body.

"Raise your head, yes, that's it, look, the so-called point point, the so-called anesthesia, the so-called martial arts, my martial arts, all things need to carry your will, defeat your father's will, because a fist without will has no power, it is impossible to wake your father from sleep, after all, what you need to overcome is your real violent will sealed by your father!!"

"Try to surpass me, surpass your father, as my apprentice, as your father's son, Fanma—Blade Tooth!"