Those with strong magnetic fields can blow up the heavens

Chapter 232 Brothers Reunion

"Gohan, don't run so fast, be careful not to fall."

In the wild wilderness, a child of several years old ran wantonly with short legs, and behind him, a woman was shouting hurriedly.

"In fact, there is no need to worry so much, right? Gohan is very strong." Kakarot, or Sun Wukong, touched the back of his head and showed a smile as bright as the sun.

"Huh?" The moment she faced Sun Wukong, the originally gentle woman suddenly became as evil as a Rakshasa, "This is not a matter of being strong or not. Gohan is only so young, what should he do if he encounters someone? "

"But grandpa once said that when I was as old as Gohan, I would use my tail to fish." Sun Wukong scratched his head, not understanding what Qiqi meant at all, "Maybe Gohan will be stronger than me in the future?"

"Really, don't even think about letting Gohan practice martial arts! I will train Gohan to be a scholar in the future, a scholar who can announce his inventions on TV." Qiqi crossed her arms and said, "There is a martial artist at home. It's enough to be crazy - even the big devil has been defeated and the world is at peace, so why do we still need to practice martial arts? Let's live a good life as a family, right?"

"Of course it's not good, brother and sister." A strange yet familiar voice suddenly inserted into the conversation between the couple, "The so-called peace is just an illusion. In this cold and ruthless universe, your peace is just an illusion. Luck that can be broken at any time.”

Qiqi turned around following the sound and immediately saw the man arriving without any disguise.

The long hair, the appearance is similar to that of her husband, with arms folded, falling from the sky, dressed in casual clothes, with a thin short red rope tied around his left leg.

"Are you Wukong's brother?" Qiqi asked subconsciously after hearing the previous address. The original Rakshasa-like expression on her face changed in an instant, "Sorry, this is the first time we meet, I am Qiqi... …”

"Don't get close to him, it's dangerous!" Before Qiqi could finish her words, Sun Wukong, who was originally giggling, had inserted himself directly between the two of them and blocked her behind forcefully, "I have never heard of any brother. .”

"It's so heartless, but it's just amnesia. Obviously I was the first person you saw when you were born." Raditz's eyes were complicated, and he immediately changed the topic and returned to the original topic, "Do you know? Brothers and sisters , everything you have now is like a sandcastle on the beach, exquisite and useless, it only needs a flood to be completely destroyed."

"In this cold and vibrant universe, if you want to protect something, you must be strong enough. If you are not strong enough, you will be like many planets that have been destroyed by us. There is no reason or reason. Destroy, like that.”

Raditz stretched out his hand. It wasn't fast or big, but in Sun Wukong's eyes, it felt like the sky was falling. There was a feeling that he couldn't avoid or defend himself.

It was as if he had been completely locked by something in the dark, and even if he ran to the ends of the earth, he would never be able to escape this blow.

"How..." Qiqi only had time to say one word, and then she felt a gentle but unstoppable force flying behind her, which was the power from Sun Wukong.

When Sun Wukong realized that he could not avoid it, the first thing he thought of was not himself, but Qiqi behind him.

"Give up the resistance and rescue your family? What a stupid move." Raditz's arm firmly pressed on the top of Sun Wukong's head, and immediately threw him like a bowling ball directly towards the dumbfounded man who didn't know what was going on. Standing there, Sun Wuhan looked over, "Even though we have the same strength, this one unnecessary move is enough to kill you once. And after you die, will your family be able to escape?"

Unable to escape, unable to dodge, unable to unload.

Sun Wukong felt an extremely terrifying feeling. Power that was dozens of times greater than his own enveloped his whole body, making his face get closer and closer to his son's face.

Not surprisingly, if their faces collided, there would only be one result - the young Sun Wuhan would fall everywhere like a watermelon plummeting from a height of hundreds of meters.

But after all, Raditz is not that weakling who acts recklessly and likes to find his sense of existence in the pain of the weak.

The moment the two people came into contact, the power that was originally insurmountable suddenly became weak.

Weak enough to make Sun Wukong deviate from his destined path.

In just a moment, Sun Wukong stretched out his right hand, and the incomplete Turtle Style Qigong spurted out from his palm. He abruptly moved his position and immediately hit the ground hard.

boom!
Blazing white light shot up into the sky, like an eight-magnitude earthquake. The entire earth was torn open with thousands of huge cracks hundreds of meters deep, and Sun Wuhan fell into the cracks without any resistance. .

The long sense of weightlessness that he has never experienced aroused the instinct of young children. The cry of "Uuhauha" echoed in the deep cracks, but his parents who could have come to save him as long as they cried were now close. Nearby but also far away.

A random qigong cannon easily evaporated the land between Qiqi, Sun Wukong, and Sun Wuhan, allowing them to witness Sun Wuhan's continuous falling.

Both Qiqi, who has long since given up martial arts, and Sun Wukong, who has never given up martial arts, can only watch their children getting closer and closer to death.

It was obviously less than a hundred meters away, but it was insurmountable.

The energy far beyond their imagination formed an invisible wall that was tens of thousands of times harder than steel, tightly binding them in place.

"You see, if you are weak, you will be defeated, ravaged, and killed immediately." Raditz crossed his arms across his chest, as if he had no interest in saving his nephew at all, "Give up martial arts? Give up force? Become a scholar? Stupid? idea!”

Snapped!
There was no miracle again this time. Sun Wuhan's body was thrown heavily into the pit, and immediately fell to pieces, like a blood flower blooming on the earth.

"It's such a pity that I didn't realize my potential under the pressure of death? Maybe I was too weak? Or maybe I was too young and didn't have much potential?" Raditz shook his tail, his mood unwavering.

Although he laughs at himself and is no longer a Saiyan, he is actually still a Saiyan, so he takes death very lightly - even the death of his own relatives.

Of course, the most important thing is because of the existence of Dragon Balls that can grant all wishes.

Since resurrection is possible and the world after death is not hell for good people, death is no longer something to be feared.

If Frieza hadn't been watching Planet Vegeta, perhaps Raditz would have found time to collect the Dragon Balls and resurrect Planet Vegeta and the Saiyans in order to fulfill his wish.

"Gohan!" Qiqi's eyes widened, and her eyes were about to burst. Pain, anger, and sadness completely overwhelmed him at this moment, but the weak man could only cry weakly and could not change the cold reality.

Just like those humans who once died from the Qigong Cannon thrown by the Big Demon King Piccolo.

"Asshole!" The moment he saw his son lost, Sun Wukong's aura fluctuated greatly, and his strength more than doubled in the blink of an eye. He broke free from Raditz's tailor-made restraints, and immediately there was no trace of anything. Thinking, he flew over and threw his wife far away, so far that she turned into a small dot in his sight.

"What's the point of this?" Raditz smiled, "If I want to destroy it, then what's the point of running away even if you can't escape this planet?"

But Sun Wukong no longer wanted to speak.

This man who made himself feel at the same time the kindness from blood and the danger of facing a powerful enemy had shown his hostility through actions, so the subsequent communication should be with fists. The strongest, hardest fist.

He leaned down slightly, spread his legs to grasp the ground, leaned forward with the right half of his sideways body, protected the atrium with his right arm, and pressed his left arm behind his waist. As soon as this posture was launched, there was a vast artistic conception of standing tall and calm, like an old tortoise that had been dormant for thousands of years, giving people an unshakable feeling, and the originally extremely angry mood was forcibly suppressed. Living.

But this does not mean that Sun Wukong is no longer angry.

On the contrary, anger was accumulating in his brain, like a volcano about to erupt, and the energy was rising.

"Oh, the combat power is eight hundred. Counting your Qigong waves, the limit may be three thousand? You can already serve as a soldier in the frozen demon army." Raditz smiled disdainfully, not being impressed by Sun Wukong at all. Affected by momentum.

The gap between the two at this moment is really too big, so big that even if Sun Wukong transforms into a Super Saiyan, he will never be able to defeat him.

This is not 80 versus 60, but 50 versus [-].

Unless Raditz is an enhanced version of Sun Quan, Sun Wukong is an enhanced version of Zhang Liao, and this is Hefei, there may still be a two-point chance of winning.

"Your aura is a bit interesting, and Earth's martial arts are quite deep. It's especially suitable for accumulating potential. Let me see how far you can let me develop." Raditz waved and recalled the plot. 'In the midst of the rapid growth of Sun Wukong and a series of martial artists who learned martial arts from Earth, "How on earth did you get to this point? Let me see."

Raditz sighed leisurely as he recalled that the strongest Earthling, Klin, had a combat power of at least [-] people.

This is not a species with extraordinary talents like the Saiyans, but an extremely weak race like the Earthlings.

A hundred thousand combat power placed in most places in the universe is enough to dominate one place, claiming to be the strongest on the planet or even the galaxy.

To be able to grow from a race with an average birth combat power of less than 0.1 to where it is today is a testament to the effectiveness of Earth's martial arts.

But Sun Wukong didn't understand his thoughts. At this moment, he only had anger and fighting spirit in his heart, reflecting everything around him.

That is the realm of martial arts that is "as quiet as the sky and as fast as lightning", the highest realm of martial arts on earth.

Although Kame Sennin, the strongest teacher on the planet, did not understand Sun Wukong's birth race, he could tell at a glance that Sun Wukong was gifted, possessing an unheard of powerful physique and an understanding that could be understood at a glance.

Although he never taught any moves so as not to limit Sun Wukong's development, Kame Sennin hid all his power-generating skills in daily training to solidify his foundation, and then destroyed the Red Silk Army, the No. [-] Budokai in the World, and defeated the Great Demon King Piccolo Several life-and-death battles forced Sun Wukong to fully unleash the genes and potential of his fighting nation, and then formed a set of fighting methods that were unique to everyone and belonged to him.

At this moment, Sun Wukong is already an out-and-out master of martial arts on earth.

There is no one on the entire planet whose martial arts is unparalleled. Perhaps only Kame Sennin can barely beat him by relying on his advantage of being older and successfully breaking through the psychological shadow of the former Demon King Piccolo.

But the realm of martial arts is the realm of martial arts, and in real action, Kame Sennin's winning rate will never exceed one percent.

In less than a thousandth of a second, Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and his figure suddenly disappeared. The next second, three figures appeared behind Raditz, in front of him and on his side. Each figure launched an attack at the same time, and behind him His bent legs are like springs, like a sharp knife that can cut even the wind. The hands in front of him are clasped in a lotus shape, exuding powerful energy, while beside him is an ordinary, all-out blow. Super fast punch.

It's the Afterimage Boxing.

But even Raditz couldn't distinguish the actual form of the afterimage punch that Sun Wukong was using at this moment's level.

But why should we distinguish?
A trace of vigilance coursed through his body like an electric current, and the instinct of a beast in danger came to his mind.

Sun Wukong, who was about to attack, stopped with all his strength, and the Wu Kong Technique was activated, like a cannonball flying behind him. The transition from attack to retreat did not even require any prelude, it was as natural as flowing water.

A fist grazed the tip of his nose, and the strong wind caused by it pulled at his face.

Watching Raditz throw out a thousand punches in an instant, covering everything around him, and directly scattering the afterimages, Sun Wukong broke into a cold sweat.

This is one force and ten meetings.

There is no need to know where Sun Wukong is. Raditz only needs to beat everything around him, and then he can naturally attack the entity.

And the next moment, Raditz appeared in front of Sun Wukong in vain, and he slashed directly with a heavy chop from the bottom up. The speed was so amazing that Sun Wukong had no time to think about it. He quickly reached out and crossed his hands, and managed to hold off at the critical moment. In front of that fist.

"Crack."

A soft sound of bone cracking sounded, Sun Wukong's right hand became numb, and another sound came from where Raditz had just stood.

"Eighteen hundred." The voice said this, which was exactly the combat power Raditz was using now.

Looking at Sun Wukong with a solemn face, Raditz smiled again and said slowly: "Two thousand three hundred."

Sun Wukong couldn't help but grit his teeth. Although he didn't understand what the sound in Raditz's mouth meant, the battle continued.

And the battle gave him the answer.

Every punch of Raditz's fist was heavier than before, and every blow of Raditz's attack was more fierce. At the same time, the value in his mouth was increasing little by little.

So the words in Raditz's mouth are self-evident.

‘Is it a measure of strength? He said that I am eight hundred, which means that at this moment his strength has been increased to more than five times that of mine. ’

Sun Wukong thought calmly and was not frightened by the huge gap. His mind suddenly flashed back to the final battle with the Big Devil Piccolo a few years ago.

The broken-armed self and the powerful Demon King Piccolo.

‘Are we in this situation again? Then, only one move can determine the outcome. ’

(End of this chapter)