Satan city.

    Cafes, restaurants, large shopping malls, even parks and children''s playgrounds all appeared on this day. The old were dressed in white Zhongshan clothes, and the young covered their faces with sunglasses.

    For the rest of the day, sun wusheng never asked sun Wuben to get down to business.

    Instead, as a landlord, he took sun Wuben to play in Satan city. He didn''t even go back to the ashram at night, but booked a room in a five-star hotel.

    For sun Wuben, cultivation is very urgent, but compared with family affection, especially the thought of rarely playing with Grandpa, naturally can''t spoil the fun.

    The next morning.

    No. 18 fighting skill road.

    "Hey!"

    "Ha!"

    A dozen teenagers and mark were sweating and practicing, and they walked into the door side by side, old and young.

    "It''s sun Wuben!"

    "Sun Wuben is back!"

    The apprentices and Mark''s eyes lit up when they saw the boy, but when they saw the flat headed old man next to the boy, their face was a little bitter, and they didn''t dare to be lazy.

    "Well, stop!"

    "Yes, master!" the apprentices were overjoyed and stopped practicing.

    "Good morning, master. By the way, Mr. Sun Wuben, I heard you are the God of singing? A famous singer in the northern capital?" "Sun Wuben, listen to mark, you may be the God of singing in the northern capital, aren''t you?" some apprentices couldn''t wait to ask.

    Mark threw himself in front of Sun Wu: "hahaha, I forgot yesterday that you are the God of singing. Hahaha, I like listening to your songs very much, but the record was taken away by master. By the way, sun Wuben, don''t say you''re not the God of singing. I think you look very much like him."

    "Hum!"

    The monkey king snorted coldly, and suddenly the hum became silent.

    "Mark, you fought with Wuben." the monkey king said faintly.

    "Ah?"

    Mark was stunned. He looked at Sun Wuben and sun wusheng and pointed to sun Wuben: "master, do you mean I had a fight with him?"

    "Yes, I told you that Wuben''s understanding of practice can throw you a hundred blocks. Go and fight with him. As long as you can hold ten moves in Wuben''s hand, I don''t care whether you want to listen to songs or sing in the future." the monkey king said faintly.

    Mark blinked. Then he realized that it seemed that master was not joking.

    "Master, do you want senior brother Mark and Mr. Sun Wuben? I heard that Mr. Sun Wuben is the capital of the North..." the tile splitting boy asked in a low voice yesterday.

    With a sneer, the monkey king glanced at the disciple with the highest potential except mark: "do you still want to compare knowledge with him?"

    "Where, I''m just curious. Mr. monkey Ben is studying at school. He should be very busy and have no time to practice." the tile splitting boy smiled and said.

    "That''s true. Wuben doesn''t have much time to practice, but his practice is not like you. He''s fooling around." Sun wusheng said faintly, glancing at mark. "Mark, what are you doing?"

    "Master!" Mark thought again.

    "The disciple is very happy, but the disciple has strong fist strength and does not practice well. But a scholar like Mr. Sun Wuben is thin and weak. The disciple is afraid of a miss. If he works hard, it will be bad to hurt him." Mark said.

    The monkey king lowered his eyelids.

    "If you can hurt him, you will be a teacher. As a teacher, you can also let you be the owner of this Taoist school. Go and stop talking nonsense. Well, Wuben, you can also stand in the middle."

    "OK, Grandpa." Sun Wuben went to the center of the hall and stood there with flaws all over.

    Mark smiled as soon as he saw it, and the apprentices around him smiled.

    "Shifu, look at his whole body. He doesn''t have 100 and has 90 flaws. I don''t think he''s busy competing. Let''s take a test first." mark laughed.

    "Test?"

    The monkey king raised his eyelids and said, "well, how do you want to test?"

    "I want to try Mr. Sun Wuben''s skill." mark laughed and pointed to the pile of tiles stacked at the corner of the outer wall of the hall. "Mr. Sun Wuben, I can split ten stacked tiles at one stroke. You don''t have to be surprised. There are not many people who can do this step in the world. Now the test I ask to do is to split tiles. See how many tiles you can split. I hope it won''t be less than six."

    Split tile again? Sun Wuben blinked his eyelids and felt that the tendons in the corners of his eyes were pumping badly.

    "Grandpa, you use split tiles to test here?" Sun Wuben asked.

    The monkey king smiled bitterly: "you think everyone is as easy to get money as you are. I can''t afford boxing tools here. Without boxing tools as force measuring tools, I have to get some broken tiles to make up for it. Anyway, it''s easy to get it. Don''t underestimate these tiles. Although they look thin, they have high hardness and are much harder to split than wooden boards of the same thickness."

    "I still know the hardness of the tiles," said Sun Wuben with a smile. The tiles used for testing are those high-thickness glazed tiles, and not everyone can split one.

    "Mr. Sun Wuben, how about I go and get ten dollars first?" cried an apprentice.

    "Ska, don''t move. I''ll come outside by myself. Also, you can come out. I''ll chop outside to save trouble." Sun Wuben smiled at ska and walked outside the hall. The people even followed him out.

    A pile of tiles, one meter high and nearly two meters long, were piled in the corner under the eaves outside the hall.

    "Mr. Sun Wuben, do you want me to help you build the tile?"

    "No, you all stand away." Sun Wuben went to the pile of tiles and raised his hand. "Put your eyes on the bright spot. I''m going to chop."

    "What?"

    The crowd was surprised, and even the monkey king was stunned. There were nearly 200 tiles in that pile, which were stacked in six stacks. Each stack had more than 30 tiles. Did the monkey directly chop down more than 30 tiles?

    "Wuben, do you just chop?"

    "Isn''t that ok?"

    "It''s OK to do it." the monkey king frowned slightly. It''s not impossible to chop down a hundred tiles. It''s just because the tiles are stacked against the wall. There''s no room for splitting hands, so it''s hard to exert force.

    "Just like you, I''m afraid you can''t even exert 80% of your strength," said Sun wusheng.

    "That''s enough, it''s probably enough," said Sun Wuben, throwing his hand down.

    "Bang!" with a loud noise, I saw that the palm edge of sun Wuben was like a sharp steel knife, directly down everything, and opened the whole tile from top to bottom.

    "Wow!!"

    This pile of tiles is inverted on both sides. You can see each split tile, and the fracture is clean.

    "Split?"

    "All... All split?"

    "From the top, at least, the whole is split, no... No one is left?" a pair of eyes stared round all around, including mark and the monkey king.

    "There are nearly thirty tiles in this stack, and they are still placed against the wall. The arm of splitting tiles can''t be extended, and the force used is less. However, all the tiles are split from top to bottom, and none of them is missed. It''s so easy. If there are two tiles under this dozen, you can split them at once?"

    Although martial Taoists often talk about the physical limit of the human body and that breaking the boundary door can have the power to surpass the limit of the human body, it still belongs to human power, but what the Monkey King shows at this moment is no longer the power that human beings can have.

    "Didn''t I wake up from my dream yesterday?" the monkey king lowered his eyelids and put his hands behind his back. It seemed very calm, but the hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

    "Ha ha ha!"

    Suddenly, a big laugh rang out. Mark grinned his big mouth like a hippo and burst out laughing.

    "Senior brother Mark, this... This Mr. Sun Wuben... How... How powerful!" the tile splitting boy nearby hesitated.

    "Senior brother Mark, you... What are you laughing at?" Nasca murmured.

    "Trick!" mark laughed loudly. "It''s all trick, it''s trick! Trick, do you understand!"

    The apprentices are stunned. Magic? Is it really a trick? The pile of tiles was really cut off. Several apprentices came forward and looked at the broken tiles. It was obviously not a cover up. These tiles were really broken.

    Sun Wuben was also confused, and then his face became strange. In the dragon ball world, facing the power of Z soldiers beyond human beings, Mr. Satan said it was magic every time, and the whole earth world, except a few, also recognized that those were magic.

    Once, twice, three, four, almost all.

    It seems absurd, but it''s not absurd to think about it carefully. After all, that kind of ability violates the laws of science and the mainstream values, and it really has that kind of ability. There are only a few Z soldiers on the whole earth. In addition, human beings on the earth are killed again and again, and they are gathered by Z soldiers again and again. They summon the dragon to make a wish and let them live.

    These inexplicable things also numb the whole earth.

    Moreover, compared with Z soldiers, the potential of martial Taoists, the main body of the earth, is as different as mice and elephants. They are jealous and uneven in their hearts. Even if they understand that it can''t be magic, after all, if magic is so powerful, it should be magic and magic, and they will say it''s magic.

    "In the twinkling of an eye, I also have such treatment."

    When sun Wuben saw the dragon ball, he felt funny. Why are those people so stupid? This time, he couldn''t help feeling in his heart. He didn''t think he had the ability to be regarded as a trick.

    "Wuben has shown his power whether it''s a trick or not." Sun wusheng said in a deep voice at this time, "mark, it''s your turn to fight with Wuben. If you can make ten moves in his hand, master will ignore you. If you can win, this Taoist field is yours."

    "Hahaha!" mark grinned and gave a laugh that could shake the roof tiles. As soon as he turned around, he strode to the hall, "come on, come in, all students, you all show the bright spots, watch carefully, and see how I mark broke his tricks, hahaha! Tricks, all tricks! Hahaha..."

    In the room, everyone stood, one by one with wide eyes and holding their breath, looking at the two people standing in the middle of the hall.

    "All the tricks are fake. Elder martial brother Mark will win!"

    "Trick? It''s just a trick. It''s just bluffing at ordinary times. It''s really fighting, hum!"

    ……