I Am a Saiyan

boom!

The one-horned man could not help but bend down and vomit a little mucus from his mouth - how is that possible? ! Could it be that his qi has become so strong and active that his internal organs ignore the impact? Or is your body somehow stronger? !

The internal organs provide the operation and stimulation of Qi, the muscles use this power, and there is no qi under the hit of the abdomen, which means that the attack did not shake the operation of the internal organs against the Qi at all!

A knee strike took the opportunity to hit the one-horned man on the head, and his body spun and flew out, smashing the rocks with a bang.

Before he came back to his senses, the small tip of his elbow and the familiar black and red arrogance ripped apart the smoke.

Boom!

Elbow against his head slammed into the rock, pressing a deeper hole.

"Idiot, who is getting carried away?!"

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a sneer? No, it should be an illusion! Lord Gulata inspired the backhand, and now the opponent should gradually lose his mind, and then become a loyal soldier of Lord Gulata!

Outburst of anger shook Sun Wuming away.

The one-horned man clearly focused his attention, and the two suddenly collided with their fists and feet again, billowing waves of air to the surroundings.

Three fists and two feet were evenly matched. Sun Wuming roared and kept attacking. The one-horned man responded calmly and observed the irrational appearance of the opponent, as well as the looming fork-shaped mark on his forehead. Was it just... an illusion?

After a few short strokes, the one-horned man collided with Sun Wuming's fist, and his body staggered and took a step back.

This guy is growing! Keep getting stronger? Could it be that this is the legendary demon Saiyan? But not right! The color of the gas is wrong! It doesn't feel right either! Didn't the Demon Saiyan increase the strength of his chi and strengthen his body along the way? Why does it feel like... this force makes the opponent's body incredibly strong? !

A scarlet gas bomb magnified before his eyes.

Boom-!

The one-horned man was blasted out and quickly turned over to avoid a fist that hit the ground.

"Oh... oh oh... oh oh oh!!"

"As expected of the perfect body that I carefully cultivated!"

Gulata watched this scene with ecstasy, raised his hands and shouted: "As expected of my little baby! As expected of a legendary demon! Under the power of the demons, you will definitely grow to be more perfect! Ku! Be silent! Transform! Bring out stronger power! When he reaches his limit, he will unleash that potential, and I will turn him into a loyal warrior!"

"In that state, he will definitely become the strongest fighter in the future!"

When Kumo was about to take the time to say something, Sun Wuming kicked him directly in the face.

"You **** - take it easy!"

Kumo also became angry, he shouted loudly, and the dark red carapace on the surface of his body flew in all directions.

Sun Wuming, who was about to chase, raised his hand and smashed pieces of carapace, and every piece of carapace fell on the ground, and could smash a piece of smoke. Obviously, its own weight is not trivial.

"I am the strongest warrior among the silent stars. These carapaces are only used to block and temper my restraints! They weigh a thousand pounds in total!"

The crimson Kumo, after removing the heavy carapace, looked exceptionally slender and light under the height of three meters, and the dark single horn on his forehead shone with light.

"This is my true attitude..."

"what-!"

A knee hit volley came.

Kumo dodged dangerously and dangerously, turned his head to face Sun Wuming: "You can't hit me, in this state, my speed is 1.5 times the original speed!"

"Do you think you are strong?"

Sun Wuming crossed his chest with his hands, floated in the air, raised his left and right feet, his hair fluttered under the arrogance, gritted his teeth and laughed angrily: "To deal with you, one pair of feet is enough!"

Kumo stared at the person who spoke, his heart suddenly freezing.

This guy...isn't right! Aren't the Demon Saiyans going to lose their minds completely?

Why does it feel like he just became violent and fierce? !

"One-horned lightning—!"

The black thunderbolt shot from the single horn of the forehead towards Sun Wuming, at an extremely fast speed.

Seizing the gap to attack the opponent, Kumo opened his mouth and shouted, "Lord Gurata, he—"

boom!

A whip leg kicked him in the face, causing him to swallow the words behind him.

"You talk too much."

Sun Wuming, who folded his arms around his chest, smirked and galloped with a dance in the air, and in the blink of an eye he followed up with Kumo, who flew out backwards.

"Gulata-"

boom! The knee slamming from the lower back instantly made Kumo so painful that he was speechless—no way! Can not be done! This guy... This guy is too fast, he didn't lose his mind at all. In this case, it is unknown whether he can be controlled by Lord Gulata! He is pretending!

"Hahaha, look at the tricks!"

Sun Wuming took a punch with his face and smiled contemptuously. He turned his body in the air and pulled the opponent's arm away with one kick. This force even caused the opponent's body to lose balance, and he rotated in a circle in order to remove the power on his arm.

Kumo was kicked in the face as soon as he came back from a circle.

"No more noise! ​​Noisy!"

Kumo, who had just stood up after being smashed to the ground, was kicked away by an oncoming kick. His anxiety made him unable to concentrate at all, and he could only reluctantly reduce the frequency of his beatings at a speed.

"What are you running?! Come and fight me!"

"Do you still want to talk?!"

boom! Seize the gap and hit Fei Kumo with a knee.

"Do you still want to talk?!"

Ling Kong kicked Kumo's cheeks dented, and he was dazed. He suddenly aroused his qi, trying to use a single horn to convert his qi into a lightning attack, delaying the gap to speak. This is the racial stunt of the silent star. Unleash lightning fast with horns...

"Do you still want to talk?!"

boom!

The left foot directly blew the lightning that just flew out. Under the suppression of the violent aura, this ray of lightning was not enough to cause lethality.

"You are very noisy, do you know that?"

Then, with the remaining power of turning, Sun Wuming stretched out his right foot straight, and the toe kicked Kumo's horn with precision and ferocity.

Kacha-!

"a..."

The speech was interrupted again.

"Shut up for me!"

Sun Wuming clasped his hands, flipped forward in the air, and stuck out his heels.

With a slap on the shoulder, Kumo was smashed from the air, and the smoke was smashed. He stood up dizzy, blood all over his face, a biting pain came from his forehead, and a blood hole gurgled out. blood.

The single horn was indeed strong, and it was not directly kicked to pieces, but the connection with his skull was obviously not very strong.

Attack... Attack is coming... Must concentrate...

"Oh oh oh! Too strong! Too strong! As expected of a legendary demon! Come on! Show your strength! Turn green! Turn green! Turn green!"

Gulata's ecstatic voice entered Kumo's drowsy ears from not far away.

…Oops! That guy did it on purpose!

Kumo, who was not attacked, immediately understood everything. Instead of looking for Sun Wuming's location, he rushed towards Gulata.

"The money is gone! I'm even more angry than you!!"

Sun Wuming in the air, with scarlet eyes staring at Gulata who was screaming, he released his embraced hands and pulled his right arm back, doing his best to mobilize the qi that could be controlled, compressing it centrally, pointing his index finger at Gu. Rata, thrust forward with force.

"Damn dwarf, look at the trick! What wave-!"

"Lord Gurata!"

Kumo rushed over and pushed Gulata out.

The scarlet light pierced through his head and shot into the ground, leaving a deep hole.

"Quick...run...this...this guy...no, something's wrong..."

Kumo fell to the ground, his breath disappeared.

Chapter 12 Dirty Fireworks

"Oops, missed."

Sun Wuming fell to the ground and sprinted towards Gulata.

"Come on, rice, spit!"

Gulata, who had already climbed up, hurriedly recited a series of incantations, and Sun Wuming, who had raised his hand and was about to throw a fist, felt that the violent aura became more and more violent under the stimulation, and deeply surrounded his own reason.

He stared at Gulata, his intention was undoubtedly to kill the opponent directly, but the black seed that echoed the ferocity released a kind of... as if it came from an instinct.

This is my supreme master, and I will sacrifice everything for him!

Can't get it off...

As if his mind was fighting with himself, and bursts of irritability and fury filled the air, Sun Wuming stared at Gulata with scarlet eyes.

"Perfect! Very perfect! As expected of the perfect warrior I have carefully cultivated!"

Gulata shouted in ecstasy: "Warrior! I am the one who made you born in this world! Be loyal to me! I will show you the real vast world, instead of shrinking in the corner of time, sad The fate of the earth is manipulated by the gods!"

Sun Wu obviously said very calmly: "You are so annoying."

He is trying hard to fight against the weird thoughts in his mind. As for the power... it is indeed getting stronger, but just like that, his mind is very clear, and the only irritability is the constantly emerging voice, so noisy.

"Hohohoho! Soon you'll understand what the real world is!"

Gulata chanted a few more spells and strengthened his control. He was very satisfied and said to Sun Wuming, who had attacked him: "Don't resist, accept the power of the demons! Stimulate your true potential! In this way, you will definitely Become more powerful than the strongest warrior in the legend! The power of the demons and your bloodline are a perfect match! A thousand percent perfect match!"

"Humph!"

Sun Wuming snorted: "I'm going to kill you."

"No no no, you have to fight for me!"

Gulata glanced at Kumo's corpse and said disdainfully: "You will become the strongest warrior under my command, stronger than this useless waste! Come on! My warrior, accept this gift from the Demon Race, Show your loyalty to me!"

Sun Wuming grinned: "I want to kill you! I must kill you!"

"Tsk, is it a child after all?"

Gulata shook his head, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, he began to chant a spell, preparing to complete the last step of control and lead the perfect warrior to leave this world.

The fork-shaped mark on Sun Wuming's forehead flickered quickly, and the black seeds continuously released gas, making the scarlet violent aura more and more vigorous, and rising arrogance in Sun Wuming's body.

Sun Wuming was expressionless, his body remained motionless, just staring at Gulata, silently revealing killing intent.

Gu Lata chanted the spell, and gradually felt that something was wrong! The mantra has been recited three times, why? Why hasn't Sun Wuming been brought under control? ! Why is he still sensible? Why hasn't the power of the Demon Saiyan been activated yet?

puff-!

Sun Wuming's swollen right arm suddenly spewed out a large amount of dark red blood. Under the stimulation, the thick right arm quickly became thinner and drooped dryly beside the body. The skin became loose and full of wrinkles, and the volume was larger than the original right arm. To be smaller two or three times, the whole is skinny.

"What are you doing?!"

Obviously it was Sun Wuming who was injured, and Gulata was even more nervous than Sun Wuming: "Don't hurt this perfect body! No matter what you are doing! Stop it!"

"I don't have much chi, but I can convert my life and physical strength into chi!"

Sun Wuming smiled: "I don't want to listen to you little dwarf!"

The mutual catalysis of black seeds and violent gas is indeed difficult to stop, but it can still be stopped!

Using the internal principles of qigong cannons, smashing one's own physical strength and vitality, turning it into qi that can be barely controlled, and colliding with the black seeds that catalyze the violent qi, so as to maintain his sanity. This is Sun Wuming's crisis. Think of ways.

There is no doubt that this approach is very useful.

Concentrating Qi into an awl, piercing through the cells to release the vitality and physical strength inside, and continuously transforming it into the strength to fight against the violent Qi, of course, the consequences are now the same - the active cells of the entire right arm are almost completely destroyed, and the skin cannot be locked. The blood and nutrients that live in the body, even the nutrients and blood have been broken into meaningless liquids, diffused along the cavities of the loose skin.

The muscles and bones in it have turned into filaments that will break with a touch, and charcoal ash that will shatter with a pinch.

"Stop! Stop it!!"

Gulata panicked: "Don't! Don't damage your body! This perfect body is mine! You can't do this!!"

puff!