I Am a Saiyan

Is this the opponent's true strength? !

So strong... pure solid power!

"Watch it! Fission Holy Sword!!"

Sun Wuming waved his arm and fell towards Master Wukong.

Master Wukong didn't dodge, and he didn't even have too many thoughts in his mind.

What is echoing in your heart?

Naturally...

The mentality is very calm, like Qingliu on Baozi Mountain, but in the face of such a powerful attack, such a powerful opponent, there seems to be a little reflection on the Qingliu.

The names of those reflections are called excitement, excitement and excitement.

Natural heart, dynamic emotions.

Naturally, the very peaceful fighting spirit seems a bit contradictory, but it seems to be the way it should be... The opponent is neither a villain nor a villain, and you don't need to worry about any factors in the fight against the opponent. There is nothing additional in this battle. Value - You gain nothing in victory, and you lose nothing in defeat.

If that's the case, shouldn't you go all out without any scruples?

Boom-! !

The air sword fell, the flames splashed, and the arena cracked with a clear slash.

"Oh? Not bad, is this your transformation?"

Sun Wuming asked happily: "Transformation with meaning as the medium."

"Maybe...is this the power of Saiyans?"

Master Wukong stood behind Sun Wuming, his appearance did not change much, but his body was surrounded by a silvery white aura like rising water, and the color of his pupils slightly turned a restrained and peaceful silvery light.

This looks like...

Vegeta couldn't help but said: "The Saiyan's transformation through the medium of mind... Sure enough, the mind of the No. 2 team can reach the realm."

"However, compared with Wuming's Solipsism, I feel that something is missing, probably not yet perfected." Sun Wukong said thoughtfully, "It can only be said that the transformation inspired further changes in Yiyi. ? His anger has become strange - not pure anger, but a natural and peaceful eccentricity mingled with it."

Simple qi is the energy of life itself. Occasionally, according to the personality of the individual, it gives people other feelings. However, at this moment, the qi in Master Wukong has an ethereal feeling. This transformation mixes qi and intention. This stance was finally formed.

"Among me, there is a move to unite my mind and I. When you are fully proficient with intentions to build a 'stronger self', you can perfect this move, and you can attack and kill people with strong qi head-on, to a certain extent. Make up for the gaps in speed, strength, etc... Saiyans, as expected, are different from Earth people, and they have completed a rapid transformation with their minds and spirits."

Wu Tian saw the mystery at a glance. In terms of the martial arts of intention, this is an enhanced version of the unity of intention and self. It is not only intention to change the expression of 'I', but even to summarize things such as qi together. After all, Wukong still did not accumulate enough, and did not reach the upper realm.

I only care about me, not him, and everything.

However, if I can see through my obsessions and understand my heart, this trip will not be in vain.

The bystander conversation soon quieted down as the fight began.

Sun Wuming attacked first, his hand knife swept along and turned around, Master Wukong leaned up and dodged, his toes rose and pointed towards Sun Wuming's chest.

The palms turned into claws, pressed down, and abruptly pressed against the toes of Master Wukong, and the five fingers suddenly tightened and grasped the other's toes.

Sun Wuming raised his right leg high and stepped towards Master Wukong, but the opponent's reaction speed was obviously much faster than before, almost without delay or consideration, he instantly raised the other foot.

The two soles collided heavily.

Master Wukong slammed into the ground with a bang on his back, but he also seized the opportunity, shrank his right foot, twitched, and rolled away several times in a row, then stood up and stood firm.

"It stinks!!"

Sun Wuming held up his shoes with a distorted expression: "Hey hey! Didn't you wash your feet?!"

Master Wukong denied: "Impossible, I wash my feet every day!"

"Then smell it for yourself!"

Sun Wuming raised his hand and waved, and a shadow passed by.

Master Wukong subconsciously flashed sideways, brushed past the flying shoes, and moved his nose subconsciously.

sniff.

"vomit--!!"

"There is a flaw!"

Sun Wuming kicked Master Wukong in the face with a volley and kicked him on the spot. He opened his right hand and aimed at Master Wukong who was flying upside down. It was constructed with a heavy golden air bomb.

boom--! !

The projectile that looked like a real body shot, and the flying Master Wukong suddenly stagnates slightly, turning sideways in the air, dodging the air projectile.

"Look at the trick!"

Sun Wuming descended from the sky and fell straight towards Master Wukong in mid-air.

"Drink!!"

Master Wukong simply punched upwards neatly.

boom--! !

The slightly stalemate collision rolled out the air waves, and the two separated one by one. Master Wukong spun in the air and landed on his feet steadily. He lifted his foot and threw off the other shoe, looking at Sun Wuming who was floating in the air: "You still It's amazing."

Sun Wuming raised the corner of his mouth: "Hey! Do you like fighting?"

"That kind of thing, I don't know."

"But aren't you laughing?"

laugh?

Are you laughing?

maybe.

Master Goku was engrossed.

"It doesn't matter! Now I just want to decide who wins or loses with you!"

Chapter three hundred and three

Clash, fists and feet collide back and forth.

Vision, aura, instinct, voice... I used every way to capture the opponent's actions, and looked into all the opponent's movements with great attention. Every inch of my body was boiling with blood, and every thought in my head was chasing the traces of battle.

In the naturally calm heart, thoughts like electric light flashed continuously.

He's here.

This attack will be dodged.

Must dodge here.

It's a flaw... no, it's a trap.

Thoughts flickered in Master Wukong's mind, and those distracting thoughts during his past practice were constantly being left behind in the tempering of this battle.

What Saiyans, what earthlings, what martial arts mentality, what the complexities of the earth, what **** causes that can’t be undone—it doesn’t matter!

I just want to have a good fight with this opponent in front of me! Respond to the expectations of the other party and respond to your own expectations!

"Drink ah ah ah-!!"

Master Wukong roared out involuntarily, without any anger or unwillingness, only a roar that carried through the soul to the heart of the battle.

The force on the fist climbed up again, hitting Sun Wuming like an electric light.

"Hahaha! That's what it is!"

boom! Sun Wuming, who was laughing in the middle of his fist, failed to shake him in the slightest. His slightly rough skills were enough to block this superior fist. Sun Wuming, who had no imbalance, clenched his fists with both hands and slammed a hammer.

Master Wukong fell to the ground like a meteor, and he lifted his feet and kicked, just to resist the oblique step that was chasing after him.

The soles of the two feet collided heavily with each other, and Sun Wuming's strength loosened on his feet.

The densely packed long and narrow gas bombs are like rays of light, covering the arena in all directions.

As soon as he rolled on the spot, flames exploded on his side, his body relaxed instantly, and he was pushed away by the blast of air for a distance, dodging the three falling air bombs. With an exaggerated range of blows, Master Wukong tried his best to still be hit by three long and narrow gas bombs in a row.

boom! boom! boom!

The flames exploded continuously, and the smoking master Wukong rolled to the side of the ring. He quickly turned over and jumped up, already feeling the swooping of Sun Wuming from above.

Amazing!

Then I want to see more awesomeness!

Master Wukong raised his hand and ripped off his tattered coat, his eyes were fiery hot, he staggered Sun Wuming's diving foot by a millimeter, turned and slammed his elbow on the back of Sun Wuming's head, and the elbow returned a firm and absolute touch, he In an instant, he raised his head almost instinctively, dodging the qi sword that Sun Wuming turned over and swung horizontally.

"That Kakarot is getting stronger in the Vietnam War..."

Vegeta thought thoughtfully: "Is this a transformation using mind as a medium? That guy is gradually identifying with himself, so the blessing of mind on the body is gradually increasing, and the power of this transformation is also getting stronger little by little— - But, isn't this a realm?"

I only think that when Sun Wuming reaches that realm temporarily, he will be able to get 20% of the power to destroy the idols. However, the transformation that Master Wukong has shown is mediated by meaning. At present, the limit is probably beyond the level of full power. .

"After all, the basic gap is a bit big, and I didn't study the Saiyan's path carefully." Sun Wukong is not surprised, "The realm that Lord Bados said is obviously deeper, plus the change of the Saiyan path, even if it is another me It has really reached a certain level, but it still lacks some strength.”

However, from the current point of view, the other party can show this level of strength after only one transformation, which means that this thing is indeed mysterious, but this does not match the path they have taken, and what is needed is to learn from Observe and make up for your own deficiencies.

Learning from scratch? Isn't that just two feet splitting, stepping on different roads? Then how to walk.

Just like Sun Wuming now, he has not turned into a super Saiyan deep yellow. Instead, he is constantly exerting pressure with normality, observing his opponents in battle, and is also looking for ways to make himself stronger...

Sun Wukong is gearing up, looking forward to the fight with Wu Tian later.

Uh, but Wuming won the battle, so wouldn't he have three wins on his side?

Sun Wukong put his hands together and prayed: "I hope Wuming loses, I hope Wuming loses..."

Everyone: "..."

The meaning is to think, through the power born from the spirit, constantly strengthen the self and emphasize the existence of the self, the more powerful the meaning can be stimulated.

Sun Wuming raised his head to avoid a blast from Master Wukong, raised his right foot, and let Master Wukong swept his legs coldly. He flipped back to spread the distance, and a cloud of air that was not very obvious gathered in his hand.

Master Wukong stepped on the ground with bare feet, strode in pursuit, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a stream of light coming from him.

It became a little stronger. Because of the cultivation intention, this transformation was constructed again. The more confident and recognized the identity of the self in battle, the power of this transformation can continue to rise, but at present it is about to reach its limit.

The so-called meaning of me, is that so?

Sun Wuming raised his arm to hold the heavy punch that Master Wukong swept over.

"Transformation beyond the norm will more or less have some side effects, especially when it is the first time to transform."

Before Sun Wuming finished his words, he slapped his palm on the abdomen of Master Wukong, who could not escape.

Master Wukong flew out like a cannonball, barely stepped on the ground, leaned forward to resist the impact, and still slipped hundreds of meters away. He recovered from the fierce battle, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a little conscious. It was heavy, and the body was quite tired, and the silvery white aura that lingered on the surface of the body also dissipated a lot.

"If you can achieve this level, you are qualified for the time being, polite dad."

Sun Wuming held his hands and said, "However, there is still a big gap between you and me."

"call……"

Master Wukong exhaled, his spirit gradually concentrated, the silver-white aura became deep and strong, and his momentum gradually increased: "Win or lose - I want to see the higher extreme! Since you don't want to fight, you must have understood it. ?"

From the move that suddenly made oneself unshakable, as if ignoring the attack, to no matter how proficient in this transformation and how firm he was to increase his strength, he was still able to stably restrain his own strength... Sun Wu is obviously observing His own transformation, looking for some opportunities through fighting.

There's nothing wrong with this, because he played very happily, but the victory and defeat came to an end. Master Wukong was a little unwilling. He wanted to see what Sun Wuming had figured out from himself, and wanted to see what the other side showed. for the 'stronger' position.

"I don't want to stop here."

Master Wukong was engrossed, staring at Sun Wuming.

"A higher extreme...then look good!"

Sun Wuming really understood, he raised the corner of his mouth and looked in the direction of Master Wukong with a smile.

If you want to freely perform Solipsism, you must have a method of touching Solipsism again and again—that is, moves. Of course, ordinary moves are not enough. Researched moves.

The transformation of Master Wukong made Sun Wuming understand.

The spirit is also powerful. At this moment, Master Wukong consumes a lot of physical strength and is not in a good state, but he can maintain the last bit of strength with his intentions, so that it is not inferior to the momentum during the battle, and even more powerful.

The mind is naturally peaceful, and the thoughts of oneself are pure.

Let the air surge and stimulate your thoughts.

There is only one idea - I want to be the strongest me!