The Strongest Legend of Dragon Ball

At the end of the conversation with Tortoise Cactus, Sun Wukong and Burma arrived in the West Capital by aircraft.

At this time, the Western Capital had been crowded with chicken-flying dogs because of the proclamation of the Great Demon King Biker. Vehicles on a flying overpass were congested like dragons. Many cars had crashed into each other and smoked black. Drivers were arguing there, and sirens and horns were poorly sounded. In the face of disaster, human negative emotions were all manifested.

To get home faster, Burma put away the aircraft and then sat on the cloud with Sun Wukong behind his back.

Burma pointed in the direction ahead, “Goku, fly faster forward. ”

“Mmm.” Sun Wukong nodded, and the clouds of muscle crossed from the sky, leaving a blurry, long ribbon trajectory.

Bulma's home.

Sun Wukong jumped from the cloud behind Burma, at a time when Dr. Brives and Burma's mother, as usual, poured flowers in the yard to feed their pets without any sense of urgency before the disaster.

“Mom and Dad, why aren't you hiding in an underground shelter? Big Demon King will be here soon.” As soon as Burma entered the courtyard, she saw her parents still so impressed, she couldn't help but scream and said she was going in to pack her things.

Dr. Brives is the richest man in the world and has built an air shelter beneath his home that can resist nuclear bomb attacks. But because shelters are built too deep, evacuation needs to be prepared in advance. Otherwise, if they were still in the downstream corridor at the time of the disaster, there would inevitably be some repercussions.

Dr. Briefs grabbed a cigarette, wiped his glasses off and put them back on, "Oh, the Great Demon King Piccolo hasn't come yet, what's so nervous about that? ”

“ …… ”

Burma was speechless and her parents' psychological qualities were not generally high. Everyone is busy fleeing, and they rejoice.

At this time, Burma's mother walked over with a plate in her hand and handed Sun Wukong a drink: “Little Wukong, this is for you to drink. ”

Sun Wukong took the beverage "grunting” and drank it. Burma stomped her feet with anger. Don't her parents have any sense of crisis? Burma's in a hurry for them.

“By the way, where's my sister? You haven't come back yet?” Burma looked to the right and couldn't bear to ask without seeing Taylor come out. Now, unlike in the past, the outside world is chaotic, and Tais alone is very dangerous out there.

“Tais will be back soon. ”

Briefs picked up a cup of coffee and drank it. Shortly after, there was a rushing brake outside the yard. Shortly after, a beautiful blonde walked in and saw Burma, her eyes shining, waving her arms and yelling at her.

“Burma, you guys are back, did you know... Big Demon King is coming to West Capital, such a good material can definitely resonate... Art comes from life, this is definitely a theme that will make everyone feel the same! ”

Taylor plays the novelist's illness again, talking nonstop. Since the last time she wrote a novel based on the true background of the universe, and then sold it in the universe, Tais has learned how important it is for authors to resonate with their readers!

The subject matter, or the subject matter!

Touched her forehead, Burma sighed silently, wondering why all of her family's personalities were a little strange, so nervous.

At this time, Tais looked at Sun Wukong, staring directly at the tail behind him, the brighter his eyes.

“What's the matter?” Bulma asked.

Taylor shook her head, didn't speak, and asked Burma to help her move her luggage home. Taylor usually lived in a rental house outside doing literary work, and now the society is in turmoil, returning temporarily to his home in the West Capital.

“The Great Demon King Piccolo is approaching.” Sun Wukong suddenly dropped the bottle in his hand and said.

Burma wanted to ask him how he knew, but when he thought that Sun Wukong, each of these martial artists, held a very magical power in the eyes of ordinary people, he didn't ask for an exit.

She was worried, “The Big Demon King is not strong, can you beat him?” To put it this way, if you can't fight it, it's better to hide early.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said confidently: "If King Piccolo only had the strength I felt, I could defeat him. ”

Sun Wukong's expression was very confident and his steadfast eyes looked straight into the sky.

Tayce moved her luggage and poked out of the house, just as she heard Sun Wukong and Burma talking, knowing some of the galaxy, she couldn't help but think: Saiyans must have better abilities than that Big Demon King, Goku is there, there shouldn't be too much danger!

Shortly after, Big Demon King's Qi entered over the West Capital, when Sun Wukong grinned, "Here he is, this strength is strong, but there is a sense of decay. ”

“Burma, you hide in the ground. I'll be with Big Demon King for a while.” Sun Wukong called Jin Dou Yun, then jumped on Jin Dou Yun and wept towards Big Demon King's position.

“Be careful!” Burma shouted at Sun Wukong's far back.

Tayce walked up to Burma's shoulder, “Don't worry, Little Goku is great, maybe he'll be a hero in saving the world, and, um, I'm going to write a novel based on him. ”

Taylor can't even talk without his old business and thinking about new creations.

……

The sky in the heart of the West Capital.

Big Demon King stood on the spacious deck of the aircraft and looked down at the prosperous city, "What a beautiful city, it must be the most prosperous city on Earth!” With the thought that the humans below would soon become ashes in his hands, he could not help but laugh crystal clear.

Next to him, with countless cameras aimed at him and the city below, King Demon King Piccolo wanted everyone in the world to know the power of King Piccolo and completely terrorize humanity.

At this time, Big Demon King's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly sensed a powerful breath approaching, which was strong, strong, spiritual, unlike rotting in his breath.

“Is there a powerful martial artist on Earth?” Big Demon King's old face shook for a moment, fluctuating the breath from the other side of the sky, making him uncomfortable.

Soon, Sun Wukong arrived in front of the Great Demon King Piccolo on a muscle cloud.

“Are you Big Demon King? It's not that powerful, it actually killed so many humans.” Sun Wukong stared seriously at Big Demon King, and the evil and rotten breath emanating from the Great Demon King made him a little uncomfortable. This feeling is nothing like that of a martial artist he had met before, and there is no impulse so thick as to provoke a desire for battle in his heart.

“Human martial artists?” Dumb voice, Big Demon King is also measuring Sun Wukong, the corner of his mouth is slightly flat, he secretly laughs at his previous worries, Tsk, just a child who hasn't grown up yet!

The aura is plentiful, but not yet well converged.

At this point, the images of their confrontation were transmitted around the world, little by little, through the footage next to them, and people around the world knew that there was a martial artist who looked like a teenager coming out to resist the Great Demon King Piccolo.

“Who is this boy? ”

“Never seen it before, but that golden cloud is so powerful, it can still hold people...”

“The young man looked familiar. Ah, he was the runner-up of the first two World Martial Arts Tournaments and a very powerful martial artist. ”

Few people know the identity of Sun Wukong, but many people who have personally visited the scene of the First Martial Arts Fair in the world recognize Sun Wukong at once. Their impression of this magical teenager is very impressive. At this time, what will be the result of the teenager's confrontation with the Great Demon King of War?

It was as if the World Martial Arts Fair was happening again, and they were all staring at the camera, filled with anticipation.

Soon, the battle between Big Demon King and Sun Wukong began. They and I came and fought in mid-air. Countless blue Qi Kung waves swept around like lasers. Only a standing bridge and a high-rise building collapsed in the battle between the two of them. The scene of the battle quickly spread to most of the western capital, once the flourishing western capital, as if it were about to collapse...

Through the camera, the scene shocked everyone, who had little knowledge of martial arts, after seeing the war with their own eyes, breathing, staring seriously, afraid to miss any wonderful lens.

“Awesome, that really isn't a special effect, they can also launch rockets...”

“It's not a rocket, it's a Wudao Qigong wave. ”

“Sun Wukong is the disciple of the martial arts god, Teacher Wutian, and that powerful technique is called Qigong Bo. ”

“The martial artists who are said to be able to emit Qigong waves are very top notch! ”

Everyone watches carefully and talks from time to time. Some audiences have some insight, knowing that Sun Wukong used a technique called Qigong Bo, while some people who did not have much contact with martial arts learned at this time that after practicing human martial arts, they could actually become so powerful.