Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

Sun Wuben's eyes fell on the ice coffin. The sixteen-year-old boy of the three-eyed tribe in the coffin was very similar to Tianjin Fan. The most important thing was that he was actually related to Tianjin Fan. Strictly speaking, he was Tianjin Fan's cousin.

"Soul compatibility, as long as it reaches 61%, it will have a positive effect. If it reaches 73%, it will be used as a clone to make money. Although this boy is a descendant of the three-eyed race, he is a mixed blood of the earthlings and the three-eyed race. Maybe it is more suitable for my soul."

The pupils in Sun Wuben's eyes gradually disappeared, and finally even the eyeballs turned a very pure blue, and his body trembled a little.

A sudden wisp of white mist drilled out from Sun Wuben's left and right blue eyes, and it went down very hard, finally came to the ice coffin containing the boy, and then directly penetrated the ice coffin and pierced through the boy's eyebrows. went in.

In an instant, Sun Wuben felt that the young man and his soul were very compatible.

"At least 65% or more."

Sun Wuben was excited, the avatar technique is an existence against the sky, but any existence that defies the sky has high requirements. In addition to the requirements of the avatar technique, which is difficult to learn and use, the degree of soul compatibility is also the most restrictive factor for him.

Generally speaking, the higher the lineage, the less similar soul fits.

If Sun Wu was looking for a body with a very low bloodline level, even lower than his own level, it would be easy to find, but if he wanted to find a body with a higher level than himself, the higher the level required, the lower the probability.

And this boy.

It is the same bloodline as Tianjin Fan. According to the information given by Weiss, if Sun Wuben wanted to find such a body, the probability of soul compatibility reaching more than 60% was one in a thousand, the probability of more than 70% was one in ten thousand, and 80% %, one in 50,000, 85%, one in 100,000, and so on, the higher the probability, the lower the probability.

"65% This is just a preliminary judgment, let's take a look..."

Sun Wuben stared at the young man with his eyes, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, he was above the roof where no one could see him, so no one noticed him all the time.

As time passed by, Sun Wuben was sweating more and more on his forehead, and his face was a little hideous.

Half an hour later, the white mist retracted from the young man's forehead, and instantly receded into Sun Wuben's eyes, and then Sun Wuben's blue eyes returned to normal. As soon as they returned to normal, Sun Wuben's eyes were filled with excitement.

"His soul compatibility with mine has actually reached 89%." Sun Wu himself trembled slightly with excitement, not only because of the 89% compatibility, which is almost one in a million dead people, but more importantly, The higher the degree of soul fit, the stronger the benefit to oneself.

With a 73% fit, you can earn as a double, and 89% can be imagined.

"And...he, like Tianjin Fan, is a mixed blood of the Sanmu tribe and Earthlings, and has the same potential as Tianjin Fan."

Dragon Ball Z fighters, no matter which one's own bloodline is stronger than Sun Wuben, and among the Z fighters, although the bloodline of Tianjin Fan is not as good as that of Saiyans and Nameks, but apart from these two races, Tianjin Fan is the strongest.

"Just use his body as a clone?" Sun Wuben's eyes flickered, his heart was very excited, but... Sun Wuben was a little hesitant. After all, choosing a clone is not a trivial matter. According to Weiss, the more clones, the better. In addition to the deity, three are the best, and seven is the limit, but the choice of seven is actually not as good as three. The reason why seven is the limit is because if it exceeds seven, it will collapse.

"If I use his body, I will only have one spot left..."

"And I'm not in a hurry right now, I really need a clone, and I have plenty of time to choose a body with stronger potential..."

...

All the people who came to the funeral had already arrived, Sun Wuben looked at the boy in the ice coffin from time to time.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Sun Wuben's eyes focused on a woman sitting quietly next to the young man. This is a very delicate and gentle woman, which makes people feel good at first glance.

But at this moment, the woman's face was numb, her eyes were empty and numb staring at the boy in the coffin, and there were two dry tears on her cheeks.

Sun Wuben's heart trembled.

This woman is the boy's mother.

"Everyone, the time has come..." The salute sounded, and soon some strong men came to the ice coffin, opened the ice coffin, and were about to carry the boy out and put him on the fire rack.

"No!"

A mournful cry sounded, and the woman who had been sitting beside him with a blank face threw herself on the young man.

"No, Wanzi is still alive, he must still be alive..." The woman cried miserably, "You are not allowed to touch him, no one is allowed to move..."

"Sister-in-law, Zajiangwan is dead, so why don't you express your condolences."

"Aunt Li, don't do this, let the miscellaneous sauce pill live!" Some people even stepped forward to comfort, trying to pull the woman away. But the strength of the woman at this moment is so great that no one can pull her away.

"Aric, Zachanwan..." A middle-aged man put his trembling hands on the woman's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "He has already gone, to heaven, you just let him go."

"Jiasheng, the child is still alive, our child must be alive..." Eric shook his head.

"Arica, why are you crazy?" A white-haired old man with three eyes leaned forward with a cane and shouted sharply, "Zajiangwan is dead, you are a fool to keep him from being buried like this." What's the meaning?"

"Grand Duke!" Alik seemed a little timid towards the old man, "Miscellaneous sauce pill is not dead, he just fainted, how good does he look? As long as he is sent to the hospital, he will definitely be saved."

"Nonsense!"

The Grand Duke shouted angrily, "His death was certified by a doctor, and he was shot 17 times in his body. His brain, heart, and spleen were all shot. Immortals can't live. Miscellaneous sauce pills are gods descending to earth? Your heart aches for Zajiangwan, Everyone can understand, but you have to have a degree in doing things, well, get up quickly, don't miss the auspicious time."

Eric's body trembled.

"Is Maruko dead? Is it really dead? Why? He's still so young...why?" Erik sobbed, but didn't get up.

"Stay out of the way?" The Grand Duke couldn't help frowning and scolded, "If you don't get out of the way again, I won't be polite." He raised the crutch in his hand and hit Eric.

"boom!"

The crutch hit Eric, but Eric didn't get up to give in.

"No... Maru'er won't die. The last time the Great Demon King Piccolo killed everyone, maybe Maru'er can live too. You can't burn his body. Even if you want to bury him, you have to bury him. Maybe one day, he will be able to emerge from the soil..." Eric shouted.

"We Sanmu people are born in the sky, die in the sky, and go to the sky in the fire ceremony after death. This is the rule. Don't be rude." The Grand Duke shouted.

"No, I don't agree to the cremation!" Eric cried while hugging the boy.

"Nonsense, what a nonsense!" The Grand Duke retracted his crutches, gasping for breath, he waved his hand, "Who are you, find a way to make her faint."

"Yes, Grand Duke, I remember that the third child's family has anesthesia needles, hurry up and get them..." Someone shouted immediately.

In the sky, Sun Wuben watched this scene quietly, something surged in his eyes.

"Poor parents all over the world!" Sun Wuben lowered his head, wiped his eyes, his chaotic heart finally calmed down at this moment, "I think, I have already made up my mind." Sun Wuben's figure disappeared into the sky.

Just for a moment, shouts sounded from below.

"Master Wu Sheng is here!"

"Master Wu Sheng is here!"

...

Then I saw the crowd get out of the way, the noisy crowd became much quieter, everyone looked towards the direction of the gate, and saw Sun Wuben walking quickly all the way with a sullen face.

"It's really Lord Martial Saint!"

"This face, this expression...it should be Mr. Wu Sheng!" There was a low voice of discussion. The Grand Duke, and some people even went up to meet him, and walked in front of Sun Wuben.

"Dare to ask... are you really Lord Martial Saint?"

"Hi old man, I am indeed the person you want to ask." Sun Wuben said with a smile, "It's like this. I passed by your place and saw your funeral here, so I looked around curiously and found that the boy who had died was still alive. There is a strange life in it, of course he is indeed dead, it is impossible to revive him with existing medical technology, but if I act, he can be revived."

"What?"

"Can you save him?"

The Grand Duke exclaimed, and there were exclamations all around.

"Top!"

A figure jumped in front of Sun Wu himself, grabbing Sun Wuben's arms: "Wu Sheng, can you save my child? Can you really save my child?"

"Arique, let Master Wu Sheng speak well." The Grand Duke shouted.

"Hello, Mrs. Alik, I can indeed save this boy." Sun Wuben said softly, "But this is a bit of a loss for me."

"Whatever you want, I'll give you what I have, as long as you can revive Zajiangwan." Eric shouted.

"Don't worry, I don't want anything, it's just because seeing you so sad, I think of my mother, my mother..." Sun Wuben's voice became deeper and deeper, and finally he smiled, "Okay, let's not talk about this, I will help you." You saved that boy, and I heard you say Tianjin Fan is this boy's uncle?"

"Master Wu Sheng knows Tianjin Fan?" the Grand Duke exclaimed, his expression seemed very excited.

"You are from Tianjin... grandpa?" Sun Wuben asked.

"Hmm." The Grand Duke nodded his head.

"This is really great. Regardless of your age, I should call you Grandpa." Sun Wuben said repeatedly, "I used to practice martial arts with Tianjin Fan and Dumpling. We ate, slept and played together for a year. My relationship with him is very good. Tianjin rice and dumplings are one of my few friends."

"real?"

The Grand Duke trembled with excitement.

"That's great, that's great. Since his parents died, that kid from Tianjin didn't listen to my advice. He insisted on practicing martial arts outside in order to take revenge. I was still worried. Unexpectedly...unexpectedly...he would actually be with him Master Wu Sheng is a friend, he is really promising, he is promising!" The Grand Duke laughed until tears welled up.

The people around were also very excited at this moment, after all, Tianjin Fan and them were either relatives or neighbors back then, now that Tianjin Fan and Wu Sheng are friends, they also feel very honored.

"Grandpa, Tianjin Fan is a pure and noble person. When Piccolo suffered a disaster, he didn't care about life and death, and even fought against Piccolo one step ahead of me. It was because he held back Piccolo's footsteps." Otherwise, the Great Demon King Piccolo would have arrived in the Western Capital before I arrived..." Sun Wuben sighed, "And Tianjin has done a lot of great things after dinner. The contribution to mankind is no less than killing Piccolo."

The Grand Duke laughed so hard that his lips couldn't even close together: "Master Wu Sheng said so, so it must be so."

"Of course it's true, and I won't lie about it." Sun Wuben said with a smile.

"Master Wusheng..." At this moment, Eric called out, "You just said that you want to save Zajiangwan, do you know if it counts?"

"Don't worry, I'll make a move right away." Sun Wuben looked at Eric and said with a smile, "But please let go of my hand first."

"Thank you, thank you!" Alik let go of Sun Wuben's arm and stepped aside, the others stepped aside, and Sun Wuben walked to the ice coffin.

"Master Wu Sheng, do you want everyone to avoid it? Or prepare something?" the Grand Duke asked.

"Let everyone avoid it for a while, how about this, I'll take him to the room, um..." Sun Wuben swept his eyes and walked towards a room. At the same time, the ice coffin that had been placed on the ground was suspended, and then Follow Sun Wuben to the room.

"ah?"

"Amazing!"

"As expected of you, Lord Martial Saint!" This time, no one doubted that it was a fake Martial Saint.

"Everyone go outside the house, don't disturb Mr. Wu Sheng's treatment of Zajiangwan..." Some people shouted, and gradually everyone left the room amidst the commotion.

In the quiet room, Sun Wuben sat beside the boy.

"You are the only child in the family. If you lose you, the family will lose too much." Sun Wuben murmured to himself, "Just like me, I am also the only child in the family. If I walk ahead of my parents...they will definitely... ...will be like your mother and your father, no matter what, I will take your skin, so I will do my filial piety for you, you and I owe nothing!"

Sun Wuben put his hands on the boy's head, then closed his eyes, and a vast white light surged from his body.

"ah!"

Severe pain surged from the depths of the soul, and the vast white light gradually tore apart, splitting into two, one part returned to Sun Wu's body, and the other part entered the young man's body.

The ice and snow melted.

The young man's skin began to show luster, gradually, his pulse began to beat, and his breathing also appeared, and finally the luster on his body became softer and smoother.

"Snapped!"

The boy's eyelids opened, and his three eyes shone brightly.

"This is me..."