Dragon Ball: The Irregular Martial Arts Master

"You...could it be..."

Bulma subconsciously covered her mouth and murmured softly.

"What's wrong Bulma, it's me!"

Sun Wukong scratched his messy hair and shouted with a smile.

"Grandpa Kame Sennin! Oolong! Poole! Long time no see! You seem to have become a lot shorter!"

Sun Wukong compared the height differences between the several people and couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and laugh.

"Haha! It's obvious that you have grown taller, but you still say that we have become shorter."

Kamesenjin slowly approached, and the tears in his eyes that were blocked by his sunglasses almost leaked out of the area that the sunglasses could block.

"Ha ha!"

Sun Wukong scratched his hair and smiled silly.

Only this expression was similar to the Sun Wukong in Bulma's impression.

Other than that, it's pretty much just two people.

One is the little brother in my impression, and the other is the handsome guy now.

"Hmph! If it weren't for the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, when are you planning to come see us?"

But, who is Bulma?

Her free and easy personality made her pat Sun Wukong on the head skillfully.

"call out!"

Just as a few people were fighting, three breaths suddenly appeared within Sun Wukong's sensing range.

"Haha, they are here too."

A smile appeared on Sun Wukong's lips.

"them?"

Bulma blinked subconsciously.

However, at this moment, three strong winds appeared beside everyone.

"Wukong, you have grown so much! It's a pity that heaven doesn't allow people to grow taller. Otherwise, maybe I could grow so tall."

Klin raised his head and looked at the tall Sun Wukong, and couldn't help but smile gently.

"Haha! That's not necessarily true. Maybe even if it makes you taller, you'll end up shorter than me!"

Sun Wukong saw Klin after a long absence, and couldn't help but joke with him.

"long time no see."

Tianjin Fan took a step forward and stretched out his hand.

"Well, I'm looking forward to the results of your training in the underworld."

For Tianjin rice, Sun Wukong pays more attention to it.

In that battle with the Piccolo Demon King, if it weren't for Tianjin Fan's desperate help, he might not have been able to defeat that scary guy by himself.

"You finally know how to come back!"

Bulma, on the other hand, selectively ignored these two people and stared at Yamcha who was behind the three of them.

"Ha ha……"

Yamcha's smile was very forced.

Although it is said that he chose to go out in order to pursue the limits of martial arts. It's not like I did anything to feel sorry for Bulma.

However, it is an indisputable fact that Bulma has been lonely for such a long time...

"Sorry, sorry..."

Yamcha subconsciously took a few steps back.

And his decision was also very far-sighted. Just as he took a few steps back, he saw Bulma taking a strong step and pinching Yamcha's ears with both hands.

"Pain Pain!"

Although Yamcha, who has undergone extensive intensive training, should be in an immune state.

However, this person is his girlfriend...even if it doesn't actually hurt, he still has to pretend that he is in pain.

This can be regarded as an indirect way of spreading dog food, but most of the people present have ridiculously high poison resistance.

Ah, besides Sun Wukong, he is immune to this situation.

"Oh, by the way, have you registered? If you delay any longer, be careful and you may miss the opportunity to register."

Oolong seemed to have remembered something important and shouted hurriedly.

"Oh! I almost forgot."

Klin patted his smooth head and hurried towards the registration office of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference.

After seeing Klin running over, the other people thought for a while, and then those who didn't sign up also ran over.

But when it was Sun Wukong's turn, he suddenly seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head.

A figure in a white robe brushed past him.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the breath on the other person's body seemed a bit familiar.

……

This time, the preliminaries of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament ended quickly.

The candidates for the quarterfinals were quickly decided.

The first game is an unknown person versus Sun Wukong.

The second game is between Klin and Yamcha.

The third game was between Tianjin Fan and a passerby.

The fourth game is a man who calls himself Bic, playing against a passerby.

On the ring, the girl who called herself unknown was staring at Sun Wukong.

"Hey! Wukong, you are so lucky! Your opponent in the first match is actually a cute girl, be careful not to hurt her!"

Klin didn't take it too seriously and teased Sun Wukong "lowly" in a voice that everyone could hear.

"It's weird, is it my imagination? I always feel like that girl has been staring at Goku since she saw him... That look is like Bulma looking at me..."

Yamcha glanced at Sun Wukong with a strange expression, and then glanced at the nameless girl not far away who was just staring at Sun Wukong.

"Ara, is it possible, Goku, that you, like Yamcha, secretly hooked up with that girl and ended up not seeing her for several years?"

Wulong covered his face and joked loudly.

"Huh? Really? I really don't know her?"

Sun Wukong frowned after hearing Oolong's teasing. The voice was not quiet and everyone could hear it.

After Sun Wukong said this, the face of the nameless girl suddenly froze, and anger spurted out of her eyes almost uncontrollably.

"Unforgivable! Wukong! I will never forgive you!"

The nameless girl shouted, anger written all over her face.

"Um...the game starts?"

The familiar yellow-haired referee glanced at the two men, and then shouted tentatively.

However, at this moment, the nameless girl took the lead and swung the whip leg towards Sun Wukong's waist.

But Sun Wukong didn't even look at the opponent's attack, he just kept retreating.

"Have I really met you? When exactly?"

After once again dodging the increasingly sharp attack of the nameless girl, Sun Wukong retreated and kept a distance from the nameless girl and asked.

"It's precisely because you have forgotten everything! That's why I'm angry! I don't understand a girl's heart! I've been waiting for you to come back! Could it be possible...have you even forgotten the promise you made back then?"

The nameless girl flipped her palm, and slashed Sun Wukong's arm with a standard hand knife.

This time, Sun Wukong still dodged and avoided the attack of the unknown girl.

This is rare for Sun Wukong. He is the type who enjoys fighting, and rarely fights like this until now without even using a single move.

"Promise? Me and you? What did you agree on?"

Sun Wukong only felt that his brain was becoming less and less used.

He has only been practicing in the God Realm for a few years, but why can't he understand what other people are saying?

After another whip kick missed, the two stopped their next move and stood on the ring.

"Since you can't remember...then let me remind you! You once said that when I grow up, you will marry me as your bride!"

The face of the nameless girl blushed, and then she roared in shame and anger.