The Strongest Legend of Dragon Ball

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Puff! Puff!

Heavy impact, wide ring began to tremble, no place was safe anymore, the air waves continued to radiate...

The air became chaotic, as thick as paste, and the invisible air waves swept and swept and swept. The void in the hall suddenly raised bright lights, which sting everyone's eyes.

Brief blindness lasted only a little while, but for a few warring people it was enough to change the course of the war.

The power that Zanja and Celica have come together to explode is appalling, but Posaron is also a Namik who has lived for countless years, blending into almost every cell in his own right, and posaron shows his old spicy side in the face of Super Saiyan Level 3 Zanja's collaboration with Celica.

Reasonably, Posaron's power is not much stronger than Celica's or Zanga's, but Celica and Zanga can't stop him every time they face danger by taking the smartest approach.

“Posaron has always been able to turn all the conditions into his own.” Shah smiled softly, saying that he had not fought much against Posaron during the time of the Sixth Universe, so that he knew Posaron better, Shah.

“Celica's losing.” Shaya sighed and drew conclusions.

As Shaya said, after another few minutes of fighting, Posaron suddenly became like a man, surrounded by a violent cyclone, fast paced forward, each strike like the summit of Mount Tarzan, heavy force erupted from the fist tip, rumbling thunderbolts, such as the Horse Pentium, the momentum recovered... Celica's face was white, like being crushed by a torrid train, infinite force applied to her body, her body had flew out uncontrolled.

Sigh, the sound of the strip tearing, the protective layer crashing out of the ripples, the whole void on the head is a little twisted, Celica falls out of the field.

- Celica was eventually eliminated after a strong victory!

Next, after losing Celica's help, Zanga had difficulty coping with Posaron's attack, and the action became busy and messy, often with inappropriate errors.

“Strange, how this Namek got stronger and stronger.” Zangjia's heart was irritable, her face was covered with frost, and her movements were wrong again. Where would Posaron let go of these opportunities and wrestle countless times to bring Zanga downwind completely?

“Hahaha, yeah, that's it, just hit that woman too.” Seeing Posaron show incomparable power, he laughed like Pa, cheering and shouting.

This is what he wants to compete in. What are you doing fighting two little girls for so long? This is just a decisive attack!

“Humph!”

Byrus, the God of Destruction, glanced gloomy at the big pie face like Pa, and looked so annoying that he couldn't help but run over and press Pa on the ground for a few feet.

Boom! Posaron's attack fell on Zanga, which ended the game.

“Celica's out! Zanjia is out! In the third match, Posaron won. ”

Pathos, dressed in green, floated gracefully in the air, and when Zanga was beaten out of the field by Posaron, the cold voice announced the result.

“Hey, what a shame, Celica and Zanga both lost. ”

“That Namekian is amazing! ”

“His battle style is very similar to Earth Martial Arts, after all, the essence of Earth Martial Arts is derived mostly from Namek. ”

Numerous people nodded, Posaron's fighting style was sophisticated and philosophical, and every move had profound significance. Perhaps because of the Nameks, Posaron's fighting style was similar to that of the Seventh Universe Nameks and very similar to Earth Martial Arts.

Thus, in the eyes of Klim, Tianjin Rice and others, the battle in Posaron has benefited them greatly.

Bick's gaze fell on Posaron, and he exclaimed, "Is this the way the martial arts of the planet went to its peak? It's also a Namek, I'm going to try too...”

Soon, there will be a fourth match.

“Hey, hey, I'm going up there. That guy's awesome, but I'm not gonna lose.” Buo the Demon closed his eyes and stood up, patting his chest with his fist, his fat soft flesh stirring, his voice thickly said.

“Magic Buu, come on! ”

“Mmm!” behind the purple cloak shivered with the wind, the demon Buo ran up to the martial arts stage.

……

“Look, the Magic Bull is here! ”

“How dare you send him on this scene! ”

See the candidate sent by the Tenth Universe is the demon Buo, the face of the old kings God changed, the eastern kings God took a breath, then exclaimed, practice is still not enough. Every time he sees Buo the Demon, his heart always feels furry.

“Hey, you're a Namek, I hear you can magic too, I don't know how it compares to me...” The tentacles of the Magic Buo flesh spinning, to say magic, Magic Buo is quite good at that.

“Wait, this is an official game, Demon Buo. You don't have to do anything extraordinary.” A voice interrupted the words of the demon Buo, but Sun Wukong, dressed in an orange martial arts suit, walked up. In this scene, the seventh universe sent Sun Wukong!

The magician Buo stared at him unhappily: "I'm going to use magic. You don't care. Hey, why don't I turn you into chocolate first? ”

The mood of Buo the Demon says it will change, no matter what the rules of the game, we have not yet announced the start of the game to take the lead.

“Shh!” The bright bronze gong came late.

“Psst!” The pink tentacles shook twice and a crystal arc lashed out, beating towards Sun Goh Rice and Posaron.

“This is ridiculous, get out of the way...”

Sun Wu Ding's face suddenly changed and he hurriedly hid away. If he was hit by the magic of the demon Buo, although it would not be fatal, the game must be about to lose. The crystal bright arc hit the open ground, splashed a piece of electric light, the demon Buo stayed, how did all these people escape?

“I'll fight again, fight again! ”

The demon Buo kept lowering his head and his little hole was hot.

“...” Weird electric light scattered around, a magical arc running around like a silver snake, if accidentally touched, the consequences would be terrible.

Sun Wulingdong took refuge, but his face didn't look too anxious, so he seemed compelled. But there was no way to hide, so he threw his arm so hard that his pale purple hair turned golden. After the transformation into Super Saiyan, Sun Goh Rice's face became clear and his palms were knifed. He beat the magic fired at Buo the demon and directly discounted it to the other side.

“Ah, distorted...”

Seeing one's magic doesn't seem to work, and Buo the Demon thinks with his fingers and doesn't waste any more energy. The next second, he jumps up and down like a leather ball, opens his mouth, and a big chunk of energy comes out of his mouth.

“Continuous Energy Bomb! ”

A ball of energy spits out of the mouth of the demon Buo like a shell.

“Tortoise Qigong!” Light blue energy sprayed out of his hands, Sun Wukong carried the strength in his body and depressed the demon Buo's attack.

“Huh? I can do that too.” Buo the Demon looked smiling, his palms together, and equally strong energy sprayed out.