I Am a Saiyan

Sun Wuming was not knocked away by this one blow, but took a half step back a little later, and the violent arrogance rose like an invisible end.

boom!

The heavy little fist embedded in the counterattack failed, revealing the flawed Sun Wukong's abdomen.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah-!!"

Sun Wuming violently swung his fists around in random circles, and Sun Wukong was punched into the air by more than a dozen heavy punches. There were bursts of pain all over his body, and his eyes were dark - bad! Attacks should not be attempted!

The violent arrogance condensed into a huge bomb with a diameter of several meters in Sun Wuming's hand, and threw it hard towards the top.

"Turtle Pie..."

Sun Wukong bit his tongue and regained consciousness with the help of the stinging pain. He folded his hands around his waist to gather energy, and the bright blue light bloomed like a small sun.

"qigong!"

Sun Wukong pushed his hands out like petals, and the qi surging up and down the whole body was the source, pushing the bright qi to shoot out.

laugh!

The three-meter-diameter Turtle-style qigong wave hit the flying gas bomb. After a short stalemate, Sun Wukong shouted to supply gas, forcibly crushed the gas bomb and hit Sun Wuming below.

"Drink ah ah ah ah!!"

Sun Wukong is roaring, continuing to explode the qi in his body.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Sun Wuming is roaring, his hands are against the spherical circular wave of Turtle School Qigong, and the arrogance burning all over his body constantly cancels each other out.

After more than ten seconds, the light waves of the Turtle School Qigong flickered a few times.

Sun Wuming, who was covered in bruises and bruises, howled wildly, but he still had enough energy to throw a scarlet air bomb with his hand up.

The panting Sun Wukong floated in the sky, and quickly took out a fairy bean and put it in his mouth, and the air bomb in front of him enlarged.

Boom-!

Chapter 16 Super Divine Water

The body was tattered in the explosion of the gas bomb, and Sun Wukong was dying from above.

Swallowing the fairy bean in his mouth, all injuries and consumption were recovered in an instant.

Sun Wukong supported the invisible space barrier with both hands, dodged Sun Wuming's furious pursuit, and kept pulling the distance with several backflips in a row, but Sun Wuming still roared and followed closely.

Consuming two fairy beans so quickly! I can't continue to resist so hard, Wuming's power is too strong...

Sun Wukong already has some ideas in his heart - the berserk Sun Wuming, speed, strength, fighting ability, air defense ability, etc., are all above himself, but Sun Wuming also has a fatal flaw, in this runaway situation, He has no sense.

In other words, apart from the instinctive body movements such as punching and kicking, at most there will be an air bomb ability to throw out chi and use chi to propel the body to fly, and nothing else.

It does not have any pre-judgment and combat wisdom, and does not do any evasion of attacks, only hard resistance and hard resistance, and it has no long memory at all.

Like now...

"Sun Fist!"

The dazzling rays of light bloomed, and Sun Wuming, who was chasing after Sun Wukong to fight, was flashed again and lost his vision. Even if this move was an ordinary martial artist, if he was caught off guard and suffered the first blow, then he basically failed to hit the second.

Because the short gap in the release of Sun Fist is enough to quickly close your eyes, and take advantage of the situation to hit the opponent who is releasing Sun Fist with a heavy blow...

This is an effective method that can only be used at first sight, and it is necessary to ensure that the opponent's combat experience is not very rich.

Under the fury, Sun Wuming has no combat experience at all. He is just squandering his terrifying power. Without reason, he does not have a long memory and experience at all.

I'm sure!

Sun Wukong took advantage of the situation and pulled back enough distance, quickly gathered his Qi, shouted again, and blew a gust of wind into the thin air.

There is only one answer, relying on your own fighting wisdom and various skills mastered, delay and consume Wuming's power! This power is not endless, but it must also let the runaway Wuming vent out!

Although I really want to have a head-to-head battle with Wuming, but that needs to be under Wuming's rational and normal circumstances!

"Come on! Wuming!"

Sun Wuming regained his vision and rushed in front of Sun Wukong in an instant.

Focus the chi on perception and vision.

It is more important to observe than to increase speed or strength...

Sun Wukong leaned back, avoiding Sun Wuming's fist, trying to maintain a high degree of concentration.

"Ahhhh!"

Sun Wuming kept attacking, and Sun Wukong kept dodging, avoiding most of the attacks, but he couldn't react quickly, the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and he was about to reveal his flaws and be hit.

Sun Wukong gave a low voice: "Multiple Afterimage Fist!"

The air was consumed explosively, and it leaked out with the movement, constructing illusory afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of Monkey Kings surrounded Sun Wuming.

Sun Wuming couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, and even the thin afterimages that could be seen at a glance, he regarded them all as targets of attack, and scattered the afterimages one by one, very honestly attacking whichever was closer.

Sun Wukong has taken advantage of the situation to pull out the distance, and seize the gap to gather Qi.

He has fully understood how to fight the runaway Sun Wuming with low consumption and high efficiency.

Concentrate and dodge every attack of Wuming, no matter how fast Wuming is and how powerful he is, as long as he is still within his reaction range, he can dodge!

If it really can't keep up with Wuming's continuous attacks, then use Sun Fist and Afterimage Fist to delay time, ease the pressure of continuous dodging, and gather Qi to maintain the blast effect, and maintain the strength that can barely compete.

And if the distance is enough...

"Turtle School Qigong!!"

The straight trajectory of the qigong projectile, Sun Wuming resisted honestly, constantly consuming a lot of qi to resist the explosion of the turtle qigong.

In normal combat, this kind of long-distance, obvious qi-gathering action, and qigong wave with a rough angle locking, one enemy can dodge one, but it is just right to deal with the runaway Sun Wuming...

Sun Wukong, who was seriously injured by five or six gas bombs again, swallowed the fairy bean.

This is the third one, why hasn't Wuming's physical strength been exhausted? Instead, he was dragged down again.

Sun Wukong cheered up and re-received Sun Wuming's attack, constantly dodging.

"Afterimage Fist!"

"Sun Fist!"

"Sun Fist!"

…

"Turtle...cough...bo..."

Sun Wukong released a weak qigong bullet in a hoarse voice, and the juvenile version of the turtle qigong hit Sun Wuming and exploded with a bang.

The billowing air waves blew over, and Sun Wukong, who was holding the fairy bean, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran up.

"Wu Ming!"

The bruised and bruised Sun Wuming lay on the space barrier, barely opened a scarlet eye, and said weakly, "Dad..."

"Wu Ming! Eat fairy beans and you will be fully recovered!"

Sun Wuming shook his head: "I... feel... if I recover, I will want to kill my father... No way..."

goooo...

A hungry roar came from Sun Wuming's belly.

Sun Wukong checked it carefully, put away the fairy beans, and understood the situation. His delay and consumption tactics worked. Wuming was too tired to move, and his stamina was almost exhausted.

Even if the violent aura wanted to pour out, it could not drive Wuming to act, and it was in this extremely weak condition that Wuming could barely regain his sanity.

"It's not so much that it drags you to the point of lack of strength, it is better to say that this force consumes your physical strength and weakens along with you."

Sun Wukong carried Sun Wuming on his back and flew towards the spiritual time house.

He ate two immortal beans, but the strength he recovered had long since been exhausted in the fierce battle, and he was very hungry and tired at the moment, and in the house, the gods had prepared food and water that could be produced indefinitely.

There was an endless basket of brown bread, a large bucket whose water level would not drop, and stacks of clothes beside it.

"crunch crunch—"

Sun Wukong bit the bread, drank the water, and ate in big gulps: "Alas, the food in the Spiritual Time House is still so unpalatable, it's not as good as Qiqi's craftsmanship - Wuming, come and eat it too, don't worry about running away."

Sun Wukong gave a thumbs up and said with a grin, "Even if you run wild, Dad can still drag you back to your senses!"

"OK then."

Sun Wuming was also very hungry. He opened his mouth to bite on the hard bread, feeling like he was eating sawdust. In addition, the taste of the water was not very good—very, very salty! The saltiness makes people thirsty the more they drink, but after a certain level of drinking, the feeling of thirst disappears in an instant.

"Wow... so unpalatable..."

With a bitter face, Sun Wuming looked at the door of the Spiritual Time Room: "I miss my mother so much..."

"belch-"

Sun Wukong hiccupped and lay comfortably on the ground: "So Wuming, try to control your strength. When you finish your practice, Qiqi will definitely prepare a big meal at home to welcome you home!"

The food was unpalatable, the water was unpleasant to drink, but he was very full. Sun Wuming only ate a dozen breads, and his belly was already round. He lay on the ground like Sun Wukong, and burped a few times from time to time: "Dad, that kind of thing. The power seems to have risen again..."

"Control it."

Sun Wukong turned his head and said: "Although I don't know what happened to you and what the devil's energy is, as long as it belongs to our own power, we can hold it tightly in our hands through practice!"

Sun Wuming nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

"The other one is for you."

Sun Wukong took out a small stone bottle, put it in front of Sun Wuming, and said: "The thing in this is called super divine water, which can stimulate a person's potential and turn it into a force that he can control! Ordinary people have no potential or can't bear it. If you live in pain, you will die, but I believe you can do it."

At least when he found Sun Wuming, the child's limbs were completely crippled and his body was in tatters. The pain was definitely stronger than the pain caused by drinking the super divine water. Sun Wukong could recognize the traces - it was the use of qigong cannons, forcibly extracting energy, Unleashing an attack that goes beyond one's own boundaries is simply useless if it is not cruel enough to oneself.

"Dad, there's a black seed in my head, like that dead dwarf did it."

Sun Wuming said, "After drinking this, can you destroy that thing?"

Dead dwarf?

Sun Wukong scratched his head: "This father is not sure... Wuming, who is the dead dwarf?"

Sun Wuming thought for a while: "The dead dwarf is very annoying, saying some things that he can't understand."

"That must be a bad guy. If he dies, he will die."

Sun Wukong nodded, but he didn't care too much. The important thing now is to help Wuming control his power. As for the demonic aura that makes the gods fear and even terrify, Sun Wukong also doesn't care, as long as Wuming is not affected by the power.

The scarlet aura was slowly rising, along with Sun Wuming's high-speed digestion of food, his physical strength recovered, and his body's injuries healed slightly, which led to the awakening of this violent force, but it was still within the range of Sun Wuming's rational resistance.

After Sun Wuming and Sun Wukong briefly exchanged his physical condition, Sun Wukong worked out a corresponding cultivation plan according to his experience and intuition.

To reduce the damage of the qigong cannon to the body, without serious damage to the body, transform into one's own qi, and fight against the violent qi until it begins to run wild. regain sanity.

This was repeated until Sun Wuming completely controlled this power.

Or completely destroy this power.

The first step in whether he can control it is for Sun Wuming to drink the supernatural water and try to convert this violent force into his own qi. Logically speaking, this is his potential, and the supernatural water is to convert the potential into his own strength. thing.

Speaking of... When I drank the super divine water, I seemed to have such a violent and angry feeling?

Sun Wukong scratched his head, some of them couldn't remember much, so he just didn't want to, and continued to pay attention to the situation of Sun Wuming.

Sun Wuming already felt that his body was irritable and impulsive again, he raised his head and drank the super divine water.

Chapter 17 Moment (3/200)

With his keen perception of qi, Sun Wuming closed his eyes to meditate and observed the condition of his body the first time he drank the supernatural water.

Now his body is a mess.

Due to the arrogance of the madness, the whole body is still in a state of tatters and scars everywhere.

The violent energy that was dormant in each bubble, along with the recovery of physical strength and body after eating food, began to recover like a shadow, gushing out from the cells, affecting his body and reason.

In addition, there are some qi that I can control, tightly grouped together, driven by my own spirit, it is difficult to resist the violent qi, the gap between the two is as huge as the stream and the sea, these qi are also born from bubbles, Just be able to control yourself.

There is a black seed on the head. Sun Wuming remembers that after the dead dwarf said something strange, a small amount of qi was separated from the bubbles in his body and gathered to form this seed that moved to the head. And had a black cross mark on his forehead.

When the little dwarf was chanting the spell before, this seed was like a second head, and some strange and strange thoughts kept popping up, what was allegiance to Gulata, and why did he dedicate everything to Gulata, inexplicable.