I Am a Saiyan

Vegeta's body tightened, not only a subconscious reaction, but also a real tightening - along with the gap between his unsuccessful counterattacks, Sun Wuming teleported to the back, stretched out his hand from behind to grab his waist, and the dark air diffused. , The body that has not yet taken a breath is tightly bound by invisible ropes, eliminating the last possibility of counterattack and struggle.

"Drink ah ah ah-!!"

Amidst the high-pitched roar, Sun Wuming swooped tens of thousands of meters toward the surface in an instant, and immediately swung his arms.

A hot meteor fell from the sky.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Vegeta tried her best to explode her energy in an attempt to regain control of her body, but whether it was the speed inertia of the rapid fall, the invisible force that locked her body, or the imbalance in her hand just now, it was not a matter of a second or two. things that can be done.

And a second or two is enough.

Boom-! !

The meteor smashed into the ice continent of the earth, and the glaciers collapsed in an instant, and the mighty underground cold current, wrapped in dense ice fragments, shot up into the sky, like an ice flower blooming at the extreme point of the earth.

I don't know how many layers of solid ice the body has smashed through and how much trauma it has suffered.

When Vegeta finally managed to control her body, she looked up while panting and found herself in the underground lava space, with a flowing lava lake below.

I feel like I've lost... Damn! and many more! Wuming shouldn't think he's won the fight, so he's already running to fight Bulma, right? !

Vegeta was in a turmoil, and flew up suddenly to prepare to return to the Western Capital.

"There is a flaw—!"

The sound came from below, and the attack was faster than the figure.

Vegeta only had time to subconsciously turn her head to look at the back, and a stream of light hit her waist.

"Drink—!"

His knees pressed against Vegeta's old waist, and hit a huge rock wall like a cannonball.

At the landing point, origami-like lines appear on the rock wall in an instant, and while it sinks rapidly, the density increases and the crack is squeezed and recovered.

"Thorn, you're getting weaker."

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When his consciousness was blank, Vegeta, who was almost foaming at the mouth, came back to his senses. Hearing these words, he suddenly forced his body to stand up, and suddenly found that he was surrounded by a cityscape of high-rise pedestrians... At that moment, Wu Ming teleported back with himself?

This kind of instant movement by others with power only means one thing, that is, he has almost no ability to resist, and was easily moved by others. If it is a battle of life and death, he is already dead.

But now is not the time to think about that—

The figure flashed, Vegeta stopped in front of Sun Wuming with a serious expression, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "I haven't relaxed my practice all these years... You haven't beat me yet! Then don't try to beat my Bulma!"

Sun Wuming looked strange: "Cultivation? I practice to become stronger, what are you practicing for?"

"For..." Vegeta was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "In order not to lose to you and Kakarot!"

"Really? Why do I feel like you don't usually fight with my dad? It's more like maintaining a meaningless habit..."

Sun Wuming shook his head: "Forget it, it doesn't matter what you think about me. In short, if you think you haven't lost, then I'll knock you out."

Before the mood could change and become complicated, Vegeta quickly became vigilant, she couldn't fall down here! Even if it is necessary, Bulma cannot be beaten!

"Wait, wait, Wuming! There's a way!"

Bulma followed the little tail Trunks, and ran out panting and shouted: "Wu Ming! I have a way! Soon I will be able to force the enemy out to fight you!"

Get straight to the point.

Sun Wuming put down his raised fist temporarily: "Aunt Bulma, what should I do then?"

"Using your power to cover the whole earth is to expand your radiation and cover the whole earth..."

Bulma does not expect Sun Wuming to do it, but he must provide Sun Wuming with something that actually has the possibility of operation, otherwise he will definitely be beaten: "In simple terms, your egoism can interfere with the fluctuation of wishes, and you one by one If people hit the past, the efficiency is too low, and we should find a way to create a large-scale impact. That is to say, it may be troublesome to do so. We can hurry up and develop something that simulates solipsism or amplifies the effect of solipsism. …”

"Huh? Wuming, what are you doing?"

Bulma looked at Sun Wuming, who looked up at the sky, and followed the other party's line of sight. There was nothing.

"It's just a sense of the people on the entire planet - all right!"

Sun Wuming raised his hand, and the turbulent black gas burst and gathered.

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A bunch of pitch-black light instantly penetrated into the sky, and then a faint pitch-darkness spread out, rendering the sky like a night-like scene.

With the blessing of Yiyi's extreme transformation, the amount of qi is completely meaningless. Without considering the efficiency and intensity of energy use, the night quickly spreads over the earth, wrapping the entire earth in the blink of an eye.

Sun Wuming closed his eyes.

Because of the change in the sky, people who were a little dazed suddenly had the illusion that the night sky opened their eyes.

Chapter 401 Become a good person

"Sorry, I don't understand what you said."

Sun Wuming punched in the head. It was a full-strength shot, and it was also a tentative attack. I only attacked with the utmost will, and my spirit was extremely condensed to step into the peak of the peak - eh? Is it because of the other party's appearance that caused some changes, or because of his own concentration of strength, there is a strange feeling.

It's like the strange feeling that clothes are suddenly tightened to restrict movement, but with just one push, the clothes can be shattered.

"I wasn't going to tell you too much either—"

The other party suddenly smiled, instead of retreating, he advanced, and directly slammed into Sun Wuming's fist with his chest.

boom!

Sun Wuming felt a little weird.

The opponent who took the initiative to be punched became blurred, and there was a tendency to collapse into countless light spots.

"The so-called wish is a dream—"

The corner of the other party's mouth raised: "There is no room for a awake person in a dream."

"Um?!"

I feel like I have passed through some illusory and inexplicable barrier.

Sun Wuming subconsciously burst into strength to stabilize his body, alerting the opponent's follow-up actions, but with the concentration of spirit and strength, the hazy barrier instantly became more fragile, engulfing himself in the blink of an eye.

"What's so weird... ah?"

Sun Wuming opened his eyes and looked left and right—the capsule company was next to him, and he was standing on the street of Xidu. The street was full of sleeping people. It was just that during the previous battle, the marks of the thorns lying on the ground were gone.

scratching his head.

What messed up ability?

"Hey! Wake up!"

Patting a comatose pedestrian, there was no response, I sensed the anger of others, and seemed to be asleep, but there was no anger from Dad and Thorn... They didn't seem to be asleep, but they weren't there either. on the earth.

What the **** did that guy do? What a strange move...

Sun Wuming suddenly felt a very strange qi, and he was obviously in an active state, and there was no sense of silence like in deep sleep.

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Teleport came to the kitchen of the capsule company, Naba was lying on the ground sleeping, and the kitchen was in a mess at the moment... Or was it a mess?

A color a bit like No. 21, but more ruddy and bigger, was devoured in the corner of the kitchen.

Click, click, click...

Napa's precious kitchen knife is gone.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The ingredients in the refrigerator are dwindling at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Aw-!

Seemingly tired of the slow eating, the other party opened his mouth very animatedly, shoved the refrigerator into his stomach with a hum, and patted his belly happily and contentedly: "Hiccup! Huh?"

Pink, chubby, with a tentacle on his head, wearing a cape and pants with some sort of M-marked belt.

Sun Wuming felt that the other party was a little familiar, and the impression should be the super-dimensional martial arts conference?

"Oh! It's a fat man!"

I remembered! That pink fat guy named Buu! I vaguely remember that some Kaioh God said that Buu was sealed on Earth.

"Fat man? How dare you call me fat!"

Buu put his hands on his hips, or his belly, his squinted eyes opened, and his slightly curved eyes matched a face, which inexplicably set off a ferocious expression: "You are fat! Buu is a handsome guy!"

"Oh." Sun Wuming nodded casually, "Do you know what happened?"

Admit that I am handsome! Buu opened his eyes and squinted again, tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Buu fell asleep, there was a voice asking Buu to make a wish, and I came out of the seal! But everyone here is sleeping, I was hungry and smelled the food."

Sun Wuming understood: "That is to say, you don't know anything. Obviously, the colors are very similar, and I thought he was as smart as No. 21."

Buu opened his eyes: "You call me stupid?!"

"I didn't say you were stupid." Sun Wufan rolled his eyes, "You are so troublesome, do you want to fight?"

"Fight? No fight."

Buu squinted his eyes back happily again, and patted his stomach: "Well... I've slept for so long, but I'm still not full—let's have some dessert."

Sun Wuming is pondering, there are no sleeping people on earth, are there only himself and Fan Fatty? It seems that he fell asleep and woke up again, but Fan Fatty has not fallen asleep, and at the same time fulfilled his wish and came out of the seal...

"Turn into chocolate!"

A beam of purple lightning-like light waves suddenly shot out from Buu's tentacles, hitting Sun Wuming with a snap.

"Um?"

Qi transformed into a strange structure with a strange ingredient mixed in, meaning? No, the feeling is not the meaning of spiritual sublimation, it is more like the combination of spirit and qi, a little feeling of realm, but it is not enough to the level of realm, it can only be said to be magical.

In the lingering purple light, Sun Wuming felt it and found that this force was turning himself into chocolate. Since it is not the same power, pure qi cannot well resist the impact of this force on the body. It's not enough to suppress his anger.

So Sun Wuming became a brown chocolate man.

Buu patted his stomach, reached out and grabbed the chocolate humanoid, ready to swallow it.

Pulled... eh? Can't pull?

The Chocolate Man asked curiously, "Interesting, is that why you didn't fall asleep?"

"Well--!"

There is no way to put the chocolate in your mouth, so use your mouth to eat the chocolate. Buu opened his mouth and swallowed the chocolate man with a hum, and patted his belly with satisfaction... Well, I still feel a little hungry, go again Make some chocolate.

Buu took a step, and suddenly rolled on the ground while clutching his stomach: "It hurts, hurts, hurts! I ate dirty things! I ate dirty things—vomit!"

Can't spit it out!

The next moment, Buu swelled abruptly, his body involuntarily rose into the air, and a vague human shape appeared on a piece of belly, pulling Buu up to the sky from the inside.

Boom!

Buu is torn apart as the inflation explodes.

"Oh - only my ultimate power can dispel the influence of this strange move."

Sun Wuming, who had returned to his original state, moved his arms and looked at Buu, where the fragments gathered and re-condensed.

"It hurts, it hurts! You bastard!"

Buu opened his eyes, with a fierce look on his face, and the small hole in his head spurted white gas: "I'm going to eat you!"

"Oh? If you want to fight, you should have said no earlier."

Sun Wuming raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Although I don't understand why you are awake, it's okay to fight until you understand it!"

Two imposing manners exploded over the earth in an instant.

"Uuuuuuuuuh-!!"

Buu roared wildly, his pink arrogance skyrocketed, and Sun Wuming looked vaguely familiar. Speaking of the state of the witch before the 21st, he had a similar feeling, right? However, compared to the clear facial features and appearance of No. 21, Buu's style of painting is somewhat minimalist.

"He has no facial features and no hair. He is a strange fat man."

His hair was blown by the strong wind, and Sun Wuming took a few glances: "Well... the color is also a little redder than No. 21."

"Don't call me fat!"

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