I Am a Saiyan

There are indeed many races in the universe that can transform, and some races can even become giants, and the effect of a sword inserted on a normal humanoid or a giant humanoid is obviously impossible to generalize.

From this point of view, the other party's transformation does not seem to have any weaknesses in the physical structure? !

Hitt's cheeks twitched, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you...really human?"

"Ah? Saiyans are human, right?"

Sun Wuming thought for a while, then shrugged: "It doesn't matter, let's continue! I also want to see your glittering skills!"

"...It's Flash Time."

Hitt's nerves tightened.

It's not that you are the opponent's nemesis...

This transformation of the other party is completely his nemesis!

Chapter 378 Your moves are amazing!

"Hahahaha! It seems that the outcome of this game is already divided!"

Seeing Sun Wuming's self-imposed transformation, which instantly reversed the situation, Beerus felt relieved, looked at the fighting state, and came to a firm conclusion: "Even the so-called time-handling skills are incompetent in the face of absolute strength. It's just a gimmick."

"Humph! The game is not over yet, don't make a conclusion so early!"

Xiangpa replied stubbornly, watching the battle on the ring nervously.

"Hum hum hum, hopeless, the thing that Hitt is best at..."

Beerus squinted his eyes to observe, grinned and said: "The fighting style that focuses on skill and precision, combined with the efficient mobility of the flash and the assistance to action - it is really very strong by human standards, but it is a pity to encounter That guy's solipsism, this kind of soft move, won't have much effect."

It's a win!

Beerus is very confident in his eyesight. Perhaps from a human level, both Hitt and Sun Wuming are almost as strong as humans, but if the two face each other, Hiter will definitely lose! Especially in this arena with some rules! Hitt is definitely not Sun Wuming's opponent!

Well...you can think about the food of the earth, you must eat a lot of that kind of bucket noodles!

Beerus was slightly distracted and thought about it.

still.

Hitt tensed his nerves, avoided the fist that stopped beside his cheek, and clenched his right hand and waved it completely.

flow.

boom.

The fist hit Sun Wuming's chest, and the condensed power erupted like a thorn. There was only a small sound between the collision of the body, and the condensed purple light pierced out of the chest...

Normally, one's own skill is the skill of penetrating protection. No matter what kind of energy armor or vigor body protection, everything has a weak flaw, and attacking a flaw can achieve twice the result with half the effort - human beings are fragile beings. If they are destroyed, they will die. If they are attacked at the densely packed nerves, they will lose their ability to resist. Even some so-called human beings with strong vitality will lose their ability to fight after being attacked in certain parts, and become salted fish that can be slaughtered by others.

but…

A strong sense of crisis swelled in my mind.

flash...

boom-!

Sun Wuming, who had been hit **** his chest, or in other words, his heart, hit Hitt's abdomen with a kick without delay or exhaustion.

Hit snorted in pain, and his body flew out like an arrow.

Without hesitation! Immediately activate the flash time!

Raising his hand on the ground, he flipped to maintain his balance, his eyes quickly swept across the still world, and he saw Sun Wuming, who was pressed down from the top, and who was about to step on his feet just now.

not enough time…

Hit raised his hand and punched in the air.

Time flows.

boom-!

Sun Wuming was hit by an invisible attack, but there was still no obvious reaction. He just smashed the ground of the ring and suddenly killed Hitt from the front.

The heart is useless, the part of the human body that should be dense with nerves is useless, and even tried to attack the opponent's head, but still useless, although there is the idea of ​​not killing people with the game, the attack is more or less tentative. , but the opponent's unresponsive performance under attack is really...

The two fists collided, and they were comparable in an instant, followed by the sudden blackness of Shen Ning, which instantly crushed the purple light.

boom-!

Hitt staggered back a step, with his fists tucked in front of him, he couldn't do flashes so often, calm down and look for loopholes, this guy must have some kind of loopholes, such as smashing part of the opponent's body? Since it is still a human being, there are physical defects that human beings cannot avoid...

"It looks like the opposite is true..."

Sun Wuming threw his fists in an ordinary manner, accompanied by words.

Hitt's reaction was a little slow, barely blocking his fist with his left arm, under the overwhelming force of the sea, he turned sideways to let go of the force whistling from the front after a momentary stalemate, and slashed at Sun Wuming's neck with his right hand.

boom! The palm knife was in the middle of the neck, but Hitt's heart jumped.

Sun Wuming's head was caught in Hit's palm, his left knee hit Hit's abdomen like lightning, and his body pressed forward.

The energy exploded, and Hitt didn't have time to dodge, staggering back a few steps in the whistling air waves.

He subconsciously turned his head to one side, dodged a vague glimpse, wiped the fist that hit his cheek, but before he had time to fight back, the unseen fist hit his chest straight.

boom-!

Hit flew out upside down, Sun Wuming waved his hand, and while a qi sword continued to spread and stretched, it wiped the surface of the ring and drew a dark arc of light—

Flash time!

Time stands still.

Hit stabilized his body, flew over the frozen air sword, and rolled over to the ground.

Time flows.

Kacha—Cracks suddenly appeared on the Qi Sword.

Hitt's pupils shrank, and he raised his hands in front of him.

Bang - air sword burst!

Chi Chi Chi Chi-!

The dark broken blades swept in like a storm, cutting cracks one after another on the sturdy arena.

Hitt tried his best to dodge and parry.

A broken blade rubbed his cheek, a broken blade was defeated by the power condensed by raising his hand, and a broken blade pierced through the abdomen...

Flash time!

Stop for a while again, quickly observe the safety gap and move.

When time resumed the flow again, the attack swept through the gap, and the dense broken blades clung to the barrier, slowly disintegrating and disappearing.

Hit, who escaped the attack, was not relieved. He should have felt a hand on his back suddenly.

There was a slight cold sweat on Hitt's forehead - he was looking for a gap to avoid the attack of the dense broken blades, but as the person who launched the attack, would the other party not know where the safe gap is?

This is a trap!

flash…

The palm supporting Hitt's back suddenly clenched into a fist, and the qi that was still strong under my extreme intention exploded.

"Cough wow-!"

Hitt coughed and flew forward at a high speed. Seeing that he was about to slide against the ground of the arena, he suddenly adjusted his posture, stood still, panting, and stared at Sun Wuming with a solemn expression... cracked.

No, it should not be called a crack, but due to the difference in strength between each other and restraint in combat, Flash Shigong can only achieve this level.

"Hey!"

Sun Wuming suddenly said strangely: "Have you not exercised for several months? Why do you feel that your reaction is slow and your physical strength is not very good."

Exercise…?

Hitt exhaled wordlessly, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that I underestimated the size of the universe... The kind of exercise that I have in mind should be a thousand years ago."

Sun Wuming was stunned for a moment, then he said in shock, "You haven't exercised so much, yet you can still play so well?! No—you are so old, yet you can still play?!"

"…"

Hitt twitched the corner of his mouth: "From a racial physiology, I'm not old. As for not exercising... When a person feels that he is invincible in the world, naturally there is no meaning or necessity for exercise."

Sun Wuming folded his arms and said, "But you are not invincible, you are really powerful in your power and moves, you stop time, and you concentrate your weak power to burst out a very... very sharp attack. Physically, it's not as strong as I will definitely come back."

Califla: "Hey! It's Califla! It's not that I'm definitely coming back!"

It is a skill, a very special and superb skill. It combines skills such as power generation and explosion, and then cooperates with the assistance of flash time, thus creating a personal style of fighting style.

"Yeah, my energy and strength are not outstanding... At least not outstanding compared to your Saiyans, focus a little bit, run through everything, this is my fighting style, unfortunately it can't defeat your transformation."

Hitt glanced at Sun Wuming, who was in a state of solitary desire, with a little regret: "If you guessed correctly, to defeat your transformation, you need pure and overwhelming violence, targeting your seemingly human weaknesses, It doesn't make any sense...maybe it doesn't make sense, if enough damage can be done."

The problem is that every time you want to actually damage the opponent's body, you must use the flash time to gather enough concentrated power, and after hitting the target, the opponent will not have aura confusion and movement imbalance due to the injury... What's worse, the opponent also Being able to see his actions in the flash, coupled with the gap in energy and body between the two sides, leads to everything pointing to the same result.

When he launches a dodge, the attack hits, and between this gap, the opponent can immediately counterattack himself, who is vulnerable because of the attack, and it is difficult for him to escape.

In this way, it has completely become the battle rhythm of the attack exchange, and in this exchange, when you want to launch a flash, you have to concentrate your strength to attack, and you have to support the opponent's counterattack. He was gasping for breath, and his breathing rhythm was disordered.

"You should have stronger moves, right? I feel like you sometimes deliberately control your power?"

"There are no stronger moves, but stronger attacks do exist, and they may penetrate your body."

Hitter thought back and forth, shook his head slightly, and raised his hand: "But it doesn't make any sense. The rule of this game is that you can't kill people - I admit defeat..."

Beerus clapped his hands: "Okay!"

"and many more!"

The corners of Beerus' eyes twitched, and he pretended not to hear and shouted: "Okay, okay, next, there's only one left on your side, Xiangpa, hurry up and call it a day..."

Hitt looked at Sun Wuming who suddenly said, "...do you have anything else to do?"

"call…"

Sun Wuming released his self-imposed transformation, raised his hand to touch several parts of his body that was hit, and his breathing immediately became a little disordered. A chance to win against me."

Hitt: "...?"

He had reason to suspect that the opposite was a fool.

"Hey—Sun Wuming! What the **** are you doing! In short, this guy has already given up! Alright, you're going to end..."

"Fuck! Hit just said the wrong thing! What does it mean to admit defeat! Fighting and fighting, if you don't get beaten down, is that still called admit defeat?!"

"You just fart! Who didn't hear him admit defeat!"

The two gods of destruction sprayed from the air.

Hit didn't care, just looked at Sun Wuming suspiciously: "What are you... thinking?"

"The technique of hitting the burst of power, practicing understanding and creating moves that manipulate time, I'm probably not as good as you in this regard, but..."

Sun Wuming said eagerly: "I had an idea just now - so let's compare it! Let's see who is stronger! I don't need to be selfish, this kind of ordinary level of qi and strength, I was attacked by you. , will definitely instantly coma and lose the ability to fight."

"So what are you thinking?" Hitt couldn't keep up with his thinking. "You...you want to fight fake...do you want to lose?"

"I don't want to lose, I just want to win you."

Sun Wuming urged impatiently: "Hurry up! Fight or not? Take time to ask questions, why are you like an old grandfather?"

grandpa...

"Okay! Since you want to surrender victory, then I'm welcome!"

Hitt stood there, motionless, staring at Sun Wuming.

Sun Wuming returned with more enthusiastic and excited eyes.

...that's not the look of a guy who would throw in the towel.

Hit was startled in his heart, and put away some loose and doubtful emotions, his nerves slowly tightened, and he also looked into Sun Wuming's eyes.

What the **** is this guy thinking?

If you deliberately lose and sell your favor, who do you need to help kill? Isn't it right, with the strength of the other party, do you still need the help of a killer? Or is there something inconvenient to do that needs to be solved by yourself?

Or is this guy trying to deliberately provoke himself? For example, when you just rushed up to win, and suddenly turned black to turn defeat into victory? But what's the point of doing that? Could it be some kind of bad taste? It feels like this guy is not that kind of person... No, I don't understand what this guy is thinking at all, maybe he is that kind of person?