Chapter 22: Shenlong, My Wish Is...

Sun fist, Tianjin rice fame move. Use dazzling light to briefly blind your opponent and try and try your magic tricks.

However, whenever Yamucha is proud, she always inadvertently erects a death flag, is killed by the biological man, and is attacked by the android. This time is no exception, because, Yamucha forgot that Mr. Wu Tian has been wearing sunglasses! Yamucha, who thought that he was blind to his opponent, still thought about going around behind Teacher Wutian and giving him a blow that would determine victory or defeat.

Suddenly, the qigong behind him quickly changed direction and followed him. When he turned around again, Teacher Wu Tian actually appeared in front of him!

"Can't run away! All nations are shocked! ”

How is it possible, two qigongs at the same time?! This kind of trick of the world's earth-shattering palm, the trick of the turtle immortals, decides whether to attack or control according to people's minds. Yamucha was caught off guard, and was controlled by the earth-shattering palm of all nations, and it was difficult to move. The Turtle School Qigong is behind him, and Yamucha is lacking in skills, and it seems that he is in a catastrophe.

Why is Teacher Wu Tian the strongest ten, Yamucha somewhat understands.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion in the sky.

Bulma only felt that the world was spinning, and suddenly fainted. I don't know when, Teacher Wu Tian has already landed on the lawn of the hut, and he didn't forget to touch Bulma's chest, walked straight into the hut, and said:

"How could that kid die so easily."

As soon as he stepped on the steps, Teacher Wu Tian suddenly lost his breath and fell headlong. Bra Teng jumped up and hugged Yamucha who fell from the sky. Yamucha, who was covered in bruises, was weak and unwilling.

In the wave of attacks just now, Yamucha used all his strength to form a protective shield close to his body. However, he didn't expect that the moment the Turtle Sect Qigong crashed into him, it exploded in advance, and he didn't give himself a fatal blow.

"Congratulations, you've won, Uncle Scrap."

Bra whispered into Yamucha's ear. Ji jumped on Yamucha, saw through everything, slammed his head, and said:

"Do you still brag that you are the strongest on the earth?"

As soon as she landed, before she could stand firmly, Bulma excitedly crashed into Yamucha's arms. Like a well-behaved kitten constantly rubbing Yamucha, caring intimately, just like a lover of Yamucha.

"Hey, pay attention to the image!"

Bra was not happy, and Bulma's eyes were full of Yamucha, and he blushed suddenly.

The Turtle Immortal Cottage is overcrowded. Yamucha was lying on the floor, and Teacher Wu Tian didn't sleep if he had a bed, so he gave it to a few ladies, so he had to lie on the floor with him. At first, Yamucha didn't understand, but when Lan Qi was dressed as a maid and was embarrassed to take a bite of food, she stepped over Yamucha and Teacher Wutian one by one. Graceful posture, dancing.

Yamucha seems to see a new world. Jiang is still old and spicy, and finally understands the good intentions of the turtle immortals. Die under the pomegranate skirt, and be a ghost is also romantic.

There were more monks and less porridge, and apart from Dr. Brive and the women present, the men were so hungry that their stomachs growled. When the "hunger" was full, Ji actually brought his own bamboo and gnawed it happily. Due to the shortage of beds in the family, the turtle fairy proposed to let this dry man go to the nearby ghost island to open up the countryside. Of course, there were 10,000 beautiful women who didn't want to go, but after the collective vote, they unanimously asked the squinting turtle immortals to take the lead in the bastards.

"Yamucha, is the future world really finished? Ended by Dragon Ball? ”

The turtle immortal threw away the capsule, and the cracking sound masked the words, only Yamucha beside him could hear it clearly, and in an instant, a high-end hut appeared in front of him.

"Hmm. So want to see if there's a way..."

Yamucha carried the luggage, thoughtful. The turtle immortal looked at his figure and understood something in a trance. However, Yamucha knew in her heart that with her current strength, no one could protect her. That fucking world, does it really need to be saved?

After cleaning up, several people reclaimed more than a dozen acres of wasteland, and from time to time the turtle immortals told them about the fee standard of the training center. After listening, several people felt that the turtle immortals were really whimsical, and each person handed in at least 10,000 yuan a week. In other words, I worked all day and night to barely pay off my bills. Don't be ruthless, these boys don't know what hard work is and what cherishing is.

In addition, there are too many foodies, and the turtle fairy wallet is really tight.

The turtle immortal took out the leaflet of the world's first martial arts conference. As expected by Yamucha, the bonus is 1 million yuan. Yamucha covered her face and said with a smile:

"It's really hard to change."

Obviously, it is to encourage others to perform well in the martial arts.

"Not including Yamucha, of course! I'm referring to the two of you, Wukong and Klin! ”

The turtle immortal pointed to the two men. Yamucha's heart moved, sometimes he really couldn't understand what he was thinking, and the most likely champion here was Yamucha. However, thinking about other things, Yamucha felt a sense of urgency that could not wait and longed for progress.

When I came to this world, I really didn't think about improving my strength.

The Big Dipper at night is like a diamond shining in the dark, and like the Dragon Ball shining in despair, it makes people have a glimmer of hope for the future. At this time, you can always stop thinking about those sad things, and you can quietly enjoy the starry sky and wait for the ticket home.

"Show up, Shenlong."

The Turtle Immortal Hut, everyone was full of expectations, just waiting for Bula's order.

"Crackling."

The seven dragon balls were electrified, and golden light gushed out, converging into a long winding dragon in the sky, the dragon of the Chinese style. There was an uproar, as if witnessing a wonderful fireworks display. Only Yamucha had a calm face and a complicated mood. The moment he once summoned the black divine dragon, he couldn't forget it, such a pure dragon ball, he couldn't imagine that it would end up like that.

At this moment, Yamucha didn't think much about it. If you can use it less, you don't use it, and one day, someone or god will purify its evil thoughts.

The domineering divine dragon, with scarlet eyes, is like the electric light of Super Saiyan 2, no matter how you look at it, it makes Yamucha feel that something is wrong. Nervous, the palms of the hands kept sweating, but fortunately, the qi on its body was not so evil.

In a solemn voice, Shenlong asked:

"Say what you want!"

Maybe, you can really go back. When it was learned that this divine dragon could only fulfill one wish, everyone discussed and studied it for a long time, and Bula's wish was finally simply summed up in one sentence. At this moment, Bra stepped forward and said sincerely:

"Let's restore the world 40 years later!"

……

Shenlong did not answer. Yamu Chaxin mentioned his throat, even if he has nostalgia for the current world, but after all, he and Bra do not belong here. The person in his heart, looking at himself, Yamucha couldn't help but face it. Hope torments people because of the slimness, and at the same time, because of this, people work hard and fight for it.

"No, I can't. It's beyond my ability. ”

Dumbfounded, Bra froze, not knowing what to do. Hope was dashed in an instant, and Yamucha calmly patted her on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be discouraged, I once heard Goku say that there is a Super Dragon Ball in this world, absolute ability, and there is no wish that cannot be realized."

When Bra heard this, he quickly turned to Shenlong and said:

"Then, give me seven Super Dragon Balls!"

"No, I haven't heard of it myself."

Shenlong replied. Bra looked at Yamucha stupidly, unable to tell who was real and who was fake. However, the firmness that comes from Yamucha's palm can also be felt a little. Yamucha clearly knows that there must be Super Dragon Balls in this world, absolutely.

It's just that with his own weak ability, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the chance to set foot on Namek Star and compete with Frieza for the Dragon Ball over there, let alone the Super Dragon Ball. He is too weak, if he is replaced by Sun Wukong and Vegeta at this moment, maybe there is a glimmer of hope.

It's a pity that I'm just an ordinary earthling. Salted fish Yamu tea.

"You didn't lie to me, did you? Uncle Scrapwood? ”

Yamucha couldn't help but clench Bra's hand, the heart of the little girl who was eagerly longing, and he didn't know how to comfort him. For Bula, everything is lost, and in this place where there are no memories, there are relatives who seem to have nothing, as if they were just a puppet under a ruby ring. The desolation in my heart, no one understands and understands better than Yamucha...

"Shenlong... I make a wish to you... Restore Uncle Yamucha's body. ”

The faint voice, the small wish, actually sounded like a bell in Yamucha, and I was shocked. The left arm was empty, as if something was growing. People seem to be bathed in a spring breeze, and their strength is like spring water, constantly pouring into a dry well. Qi, strength, muscles are calling Yamucha, this kind of power, he can't tell, what position has been elevated.

The spring breeze bathes like a new life.

The dragon disappeared, and the dragon balls rose into the sky, gradually petrified, and flew in different directions. When we say goodbye, it will be another year.

"You are destroying the laws of the universe like this, and destruction is inevitable."

Ji Yiyi broke the silence and attracted everyone at once.