I Am a Saiyan

He got into the table, jumped into the sofa, and saw that Sun Gohan had approached the baby to the corner of the wall, the baby suddenly used all fours and ran along the wall...

"This is Wutian?" Sun Wukong reacted after realizing it, and quickly rolled up his sleeves, "I'm here to help!"

Qiqi raised her hand and pulled it: "You better stop messing around! What should I do if I hurt Gotian?! Give it to Gohan!"

Sun Wufan was chasing the baby who was running around in the room, carefully controlling his strength so as not to knock over the furniture, but this baby was able to run around nimbly and swiftly, running and running, that wow wow wow, I don't know. Suddenly it turned into a giggle.

"Wu Tian! Stop it!"

Son Gohan leaped forward and grabbed the baby who was stepping on the sofa.

"quack!"

The baby jumped up in advance, dodged Sun Wufan's palm, stepped on Sun Wufan's forehead with a slap, and rolled over several times in the air, landing lightly and steadily amid Qiqi's screams. Climb quickly to the kitchen...

Looking at this scene on the 21st, he was a little surprised: "Saiyan children are not so tough, right? Although from the research point of view, although the qi of young Saiyans is already stronger than that of adult Earth people, their physical development needs It's impossible to be so quick and flexible in terms of time and action!"

Sun Wuming just washed an apple, walked out, and bumped into the baby crawling over.

"Wu Ming! Don't move!" Qiqi immediately stopped him, Wu Ming is even more troublesome than Wukong, what should he do if he hurt Wutian!

The baby blinked his **** eyes, got up, and looked up at Sun Wuming, who was so much taller than himself.

Sun Wuming lowered his head, glanced at him curiously, and took a bite of the apple with a click.

"Ah-ah! Wow-!"

The baby made an unexplained cry and looked nervously staring at Sun Wuming.

Ah ah wow? What mess?

On the 21st, he vaguely understood: "Well... this child, shouldn't he instinctively sense the gap in strength between Xiao Wuming and himself, so he's vigilant?"

"Perhaps." Sun Wukong wrapped his arms around his hands and nodded in agreement, "When Wuming was born, he had the strength to knock me flying - Wutian also looks like he has great potential! He will definitely become a leader in the future. A powerful martial artist!"

"What an excellent martial artist! He can run like this when he was born, he must be a smart child!" The baby didn't run around, Kiki breathed a sigh of relief and became happy, "I will definitely become a smart child like Gohan in the future!"

At this moment, Sun Wufan raised his hand and pressed his watch, and shouted: "Wu Tian! Look here!"

The baby who was confronting Sun Wuming turned back subconsciously.

Glittering, inexplicably hot-blooded, mixed with drum beats and tunes.

Sun Wufan raised his hand and took off his glasses, waving his arms around, and approaching the baby with small steps.

"The Messenger of Justice!"

"Evil Buster!"

In an instant, illusory lines outline the whole body and draw a phantom of the armor. With the sound of a bang, the phantom suddenly solidified into a golden-white full-body armor.

"Superhero man armor!"

Sun Wufan's dull humming sound came from under his helmet, and with a flick of his right hand, the armor pieces on his shoulders bounced off, spewing out a bright red cloak.

"Bright debut!"

The baby seemed to be attracted, and made inexplicable sounds such as Awoowa. He imitated Sun Wufan to stand upright, waving his arms and feet, and the swaddling clothes hanging on him looked like a cloak.

"Ah! Wow! Woohoo!"

Sun Wufan walked over, knelt down on one knee, and stretched out his right hand toward the other side.

The baby reached out, imitating Gohan's movements.

The big hand wrapped in the gauntlet overlapped with the immature little hand.

Sun Wufan raised his hand and grabbed the baby's armpit, picked it up, turned his head and said, "I think Wutian has the potential to become a superhero!"

"No no! You want to be a martial artist! Such a good talent and body!"

"No! Be a scholar!"

"I think superheroes are a shining path!"

click, click, click...

Sun Wuming sits on the sofa and chews an apple.

The three people who were arguing noticed the sound, and Qiqi immediately asked, "Wu Ming, who do you think is right?!"

"Uh……"

Sun Wuming thought about it and came up with an idea: "You guys have a fight?"

So Sun Wuming was kicked out of the family meeting.

Chapter 389 Differences in time and space

It has always been a pity that Sun Wukong failed to become a martial artist, especially the Sun Wufan he saw at the Super Dimensional Martial Arts Conference, which shows that he has a very strong potential... However, his son's ambition is not here, nor is he here. no way.

The mental appearance of Wutian crawling all over the ground reminded him of Wuming who could hit him with a hammer when he was born, and now Wuming is still his own pursuit goal - cultivate Wutian well, will he be able to do it again in the future? One more enlightenment?

Sun Wukong thinks this is very good.

However, Kiki and Son Gohan obviously don't think so.

Qiqi's ideas are simple and simple. Sun Wutian grows up steadily, learns to read, enters social life, finds a person he likes to marry, and allows himself to have a grandson as soon as possible...

Son Gohan is thinking about other directions. He didn't seem to be so 'fierce' when he was born. Saiyan inheritance is really amazing, and seeing the newly born Goten make a swaddling into a cloak and run around, just look at it. It's a martial arts wizard and a dance wizard!

Such a good seedling, what an ordinary scholar! Be a superhero! I'm a little curious to give Goten the appearance of a small superhero armor, and I can also study the Saiyans - the experimental subjects should start from the dolls!

When the three parties fought hard, Vados came.

"Uh... I don't seem to be here at the right time? But Mr. Wukong, Mr. Wuming, and Lord Beerus should be coming to Earth recently to find delicious food, so be careful with your reception."

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up: "Master Beerus is coming? Can I ask him for advice?"

"It depends on what Mr. Beerus means, I can't be the master." Vados said, his eyes saw Sun Wutian crawling on the ground, "Is this Mr. Wukong's child? It looks like the sixth universe. The Saiyans here are really different."

Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed it, and lifted up Sun Wutian, who was crawling all over the floor: "Lord Bados! Do you think Wutian has the potential to become a martial artist?"

"Haha, I can't say this, but it is indeed a very healthy child."

Vados smiled and disappeared instantly.

Family meetings continue.

"Martial Daoist!"

"scholar!"

"Super hero!"

Kiki slapped the table with a slap, showing the majesty of the head of the family.

"Are you still eating?!"

Sun Wukong and Sun Wufan's momentum was stagnant.

After eating the apple, Sun Wuming suddenly raised his head: "Ah? Have you eaten yet?"

"It's almost time, I'm going to prepare lunch."

Liu Lidong got up and walked into the kitchen. Seeing this, Qiqi didn't care about arguing with the masters who were eating dry rice, so she went into the kitchen to help... No!

It should be me in the kitchen, Xiaodong help me!

Sun Wukong and Sun Wufan looked at each other, and Sun Wufan pushed his glasses: "Dad, I think our goals are the same, Wutian can be both a superhero and a martial artist..."

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head: "But I don't think your strange machines belong to martial arts, right? Hmm... Wuming, don't you think Wutian has great potential and talent? If you practice well, say It may become very powerful.”

"what?"

Sun Wuming said strangely: "I don't think it matters. The bald grandpa cultivates well. He should be as strong as the haired grandpa, right? But the bald grandpa has stopped fighting, and it doesn't matter if he cultivates or not."

"Well... that's true." Sun Wukong thought for a while, "It depends on Wutian's own thoughts."

Sun Wufan said helplessly: "Dad, brother, Wutian has just been born. Where did he come from his own ideas? Without learning, thinking and experience, he would not have his own ideas, right? Interests should be cultivated from an early age. That's right!"

Sun Wukong wondered: "Is there? I feel that I am interested in martial arts and becoming stronger, and I have nothing to cultivate from childhood..."

"Isn't grandpa a martial artist? Dad, you were obviously influenced by your grandfather when you were young, and then consciously or unintentionally, your interest in martial arts has remained firm until now." Sun Wufan gave an example. Strong and interested in fighting."

"Is there?" Sun Wuming also wondered, "When I was a child, I remember that my mother asked us to read, and if you read honestly, I would just walk away—if you didn't like it, how could you read honestly?"

"That's not called liking, that's called parental authority."

Sun Wufan curled his lips and said, "Who didn't like to play wildly when he was a child? At that time, I was very envious of you having the courage to not listen to your mother's words. In fact, I also wanted to run out and play..."

"I'm not playing, it's practicing."

"It's just playing, in my opinion."

Sun Wukong listened, and suddenly said: "That is to say, in the future, if I take Wutian to practice, will he be interested in becoming stronger and martial arts? So it is."

While the father and son were chatting, No. 21 jumped on the ground, staring at Xiao Wutian in front of him.

Hmm... Interesting, could the transformation ability of the Saiyans cause the next generation to be affected? Speaking of the transformation ability of Saiyans, in the definition of Miss Temeidou, it is 'temporary evolution'. It is normal to think that it will affect future generations.

What can be seen at the moment is that the body is quite strong, and he can run and jump like this when he was born, and other aspects of energy, spirit and so on...

No. 21 secretly glanced at Liu Lidong who was talking to Qiqi in the kitchen, and quickly turned into a human form.

"Wow!"

Xiao Wutian let out a small exclamation with a dull face.

"Come on, little Wutian."

No. 21, with one hand behind his back, waved at Xiao Wutian with a smile.

Xiao Wutian walked over.

On the 21st, he handed a candy to Xiao Wutian to attract the other party's attention. On the other side, he took out a small syringe, pinched his arm to look for a blood vessel, and in the latter's ignorant eyes, he plunged the tip of the needle into it.

"Wow--!!!!"

The three who were talking turned their heads to look.

Sun Wukong took a step back subconsciously: "Needle?!"

The shouting Xiao Wutian threw his fist, and No. 21 slammed into the ceiling with a bang. He didn't react for a while - I was knocked away by a newborn baby? !

"What happened?!"

"Uh...what are you doing on the 21st?"

"Draw some blood, check Wutian's physical condition, and rule out genetic diseases or congenital diseases... Good, great strength..."

"It's No. 21, you're too weak."

The house, which had been quiet for a while, became noisy again.

Afterwards, under Qiqi's command, Sun Wukong wrinkled his face, his upper body couldn't stop leaning back, he held down the struggling Xiao Wutian with an awkward posture, and watched as the needle on the 21st stabbed Xiao Wutian on his body, his mouth couldn't stop talking. He sucked in a breath of cold air and shivered all over, as if he was being injected with blood.

Xiao Wutian called a ghost crying wolf howl, and his movements were almost like punishment.

"Wuhan isn't afraid of injections, and Wuming doesn't even know what he's afraid of..." Qiqi reluctantly asked, "Why is Wutian just like you, Wukong, why are you afraid of injections?"

Sun Wukong: "That's what - Wuming! Help me hold down Wutian... eh? Where is Wuming?"

"Xiao Wuming has gone to practice."

No. 21 carefully controlled her strength so that Xiao Wutian's struggle would not break the needle tip. This child's muscle strength is really no joke. She frowned and wondered: "Should we study a machine to assist? A machine that is firmly imprisoned to facilitate injections and blood draws..."

Sun Wukong: "Hey - please don't!"

I always feel that seeing that scene, I will have another shadow in my life.

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At the same time, Capsule Inc.

Bulma lay on the bed with a pale and weak face, glanced at the baby in the baby carriage next to her, and let out a long sigh of relief.

It hurts my mother.

Having a child is really a sin, a big sin, a super sin! I've never felt so much pain in my life!

Sure enough, there must be a way to invent a machine that makes childbirth safe and easy!

No, I've already had a baby - so no need to invent, let's just keep tinkering with other stuff.