I Am A Saiyan

"Well...it's a bit different from Turtle School Qigong."

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head and asked, "Wu Ming, won't this qigong explode?"

Sun Wuming nodded: "Yes! It will continue to attack Chi Chi! Until the 'channel' is closed, or it can no longer provide Qi."

"How exactly is that done?"

Sun Wuming tilted his head: "That's how it is done, this way, that way, and then this way—biu! That's it! Dad, why don't you understand? It's so stupid."

Sun Wukong sat down cross-legged, frowning in thought.

"Uncle Sun, the important thing is to prepare a very active qi initially, and shoot it out in one breath to form the initial 'channel', continue to provide active qi by yourself, and forcefully maintain the 'channel' so that it will not collapse."

Liu Lidong said: "This 'channel' will collapse naturally in the end, but in this short period of time, it is enough to complete the attack - this is not a gas bomb, but a qigong wave."

Sun Wukong glanced at Liu Lidong in surprise... This little girl also knows martial arts? He was instantly excited. Compared to Wuming who was stupid and didn't know how to explain it, it really took a smarter Xiaodong to explain it clearly!

"Xiaodong, please tell me what to do!"

"This is no problem, and you don't need to ask..."

Liu Lidong coughed slightly awkwardly and said with a smile, "Although Aunt Qiqi and Gohan didn't follow in order not to interfere with the battle, they must be very worried now..."

Sun Wukong, who was about to have a chat about martial arts, didn't quite understand what this had to do with Qiqi Gohan.

"Before, Carrick II wanted to sneak up on Aunt Kiki and Gohan..."

Chapter 41: The Origin of Gods and Demons

"Wukong! Wuming!"

"Haha, Qiqi, we're back, don't worry, the enemy has been solved by Wuming..."

"What?! Wuming is so young, you let him solve the enemy?! How did you become a father?!"

"Hey... No, I actually thought of a way. I went to Tianshen to learn the magic seal wave, but I didn't expect Wuming to solve the problem alone..."

"What?! What's the use of you being a father?!"

"Ah this..."

"Hey! Dad is an idiot! Besides, I didn't solve it alone, and Sister Dong helped! It's two people!"

"What?! Sun Wuming! You actually took Xiaodong on an adventure?! I think you are fat!"

…

In the circular hall, the dome hangs down with a gentle and bright brilliance. In the hall, there are seven bookshelves leaning against the wall. The bookshelves are neatly arranged with many scrolls, and each bookshelf has a different number mark.

A scroll on the table was spread out, and a picture appeared on the scroll—Sun Wuming, Sun Wukong and others found Qiqi who was hiding with Gohan in his arms.

In front of the table, Temeidou, wearing a black tracksuit, folded his arms around his chest, calmly observing the ongoing story.

Sun Wuming... once again exceeded his expectations.

I figured out a way myself, and created a trick that was foolish but successful. That Liu Lidong was also good, with a very flexible mind, and gave Sun Wuming a lot of useful advice. Finished the move.

Dream Moon Baptism? The name is a bit fancy.

"Hey! Temeidou! You're looking at that historical distortion again!"

A person who looked like a seven-year-old child, with powdery skin, light brown curly hair, and pointed ears, came over, wearing a loose-fitting fabric on her legs and feet, and her waist was tied tightly with a leather feel, which looked a little Special odd costumes.

"Yes, Lord King of Time Realm."

Temeidou closed the scroll and tied it.

At this time, it can be seen that on this scroll, the shape is obviously distorted and slightly blurred.

The power of the devil, the power of the gods... must find a way to get it, so that Sun Wuming can make up for the shortcomings, control the two kinds of qi, and find a further direction, otherwise he will never be able to get rid of the dilemma that he can only fight for three minutes, even after reaching a certain level. , it is difficult to move forward.

"Te Meidou, the core of the dead world you went to pick before, is it good to use it?"

Kane put on his hips and said, "That kind of thing is given to you because of your outstanding achievements in restoring history. Oh, don't you..."

"Relax, I didn't give it to Sun Wuming. This kind of thing is obvious, and he doesn't need it."

Te Meidou replied calmly, reached out and handed the scroll to Kain: "Lord King of Time, I'm sorry."

"Oh, you can just call me Kane. Don't you hate adding suffixes when someone calls you?"

Kane held the scroll and carefully affixed a thin shell-like force to make the scroll look normal. She did not dare to use too strong force to cover it, otherwise it would be more obvious. After the treatment, Kaine was a little worried. He said: "This scroll is more and more twisted... Te Meidou, if this goes on, the scroll will become a new parallel world, and then the trouble will be big, then..."

"Don't worry, when the time comes, I'll take care of everything."

Te Meidou said: "The birth, the new parallel world, is just one more. Sun Wuming will grow up and become your right-hand man."

"Uh... a child of what age, so weak, how can he help?"

Kane shook his head, took a look at the scroll, and muttered: "A piece of time and space fell into this history? No wonder it happened, but that Carrick II was weak, and solving him only showed that Sun Wuming was not so weak. That's it, that kind of character, you can kill it with a single glance."

Te Meidou pondered for a while, and said, "Question, Lord King of the Realm of Time, how do you perceive strength and weakness?"

"Strong is strong, and weak is weak."

Kane stuffed the scrolls on the big bookshelf numbered 1-1, but because it was too short, he kept bouncing around.

"Speaking of powerful characters... At this point in time in this parallel world, it should be like Frieza, right? Born and raised, naturally they are the strongest beings in almost the entire universe, unless God is also included, and if they are weak, Just like the earthlings in this parallel world, even if they grow up, they are only at that level."

Te Meidou nodded slightly: "Ten points, a speech in line with the identity of the King of the Realm of Time."

"Uh... is this a compliment?"

Kane put the scroll in a bit of confusion.

"perhaps."

Temeidou just looked up at the light of the dome... If you want to make up for it, you need a mature god, it must be an orthodox, a real **** - the kind of native **** selected from the planet, or the king of Yama who manages the world after death. , it doesn't quite fit, at least it must be a realm king who can manage a galaxy.

Of course, the King of Time Realm who manages several parallel worlds can also be used, and the effect may be better. After all, the King of Time Realm who exists out of the parallel world has more special properties, such as being unique.

Kane... No, she is still useful. Besides her, there are 98 Kings of Time Realm, and you can find a target among them.

Then there are the demons...the orthodox pure-blooded demons...the demons in each parallel time and space are mostly mixed blood and scum, so I'm afraid it won't work.

Te Meidou asked, "The Demon Race, Lord Realm King of Time, after the battle between the gods and demons, are there any traces of the Demon Race?"

"Well, I think about it..."

Kane frowned and thought about it, and said slowly: "In that battle, the gods and demons suffered heavy losses, the Lord of the Realm of Time sacrificed, the apprentices of the Realm of Time all died, the time-space lair collapsed, Kent was destroyed, and the two heroes disappeared. …In the case of the demons, the demon king was sealed, the three major demon gods, one died, two were missing, two of the top ten demon kings were definitely killed, and the remaining eight disappeared in the final space-time rupture, no Knowing whether he is dead or not, there are a lot of other demons..."

Demon King, impossible, Demon God, it is estimated that it is difficult to find, and I may not be able to deal with it.

The demons under the Demon King are at most comparable to the realm kings who manage different galactic regions in a large number of parallel worlds in different universes, at least at the level of the Demon King...

Te Meidou made an estimate in her heart and said, "Give me the information on the top ten demon kings."

Kane panicked, and quickly said: "Uh... Te Meidou, do you want to trouble the Demon King? Don't! The Demon Kings are all very strong, and the time and space are broken, and there is chaos. It's hard to have any clues."

Te Meidou narrowed his eyes and said, "Seed, I remember the seed of the demon race. It must be a demon king-level character to create it, right?"

"Yeah, the seeds of demons can parasitize on humans with evil hearts, catalyzing their power, turning them into new demons, some special guys, and even directly transforming into real demons."

Kane was stunned for a moment, rubbed his brows, and said in surprise: "You mean... the Gulata that influenced history and led to the birth of Sun Wuming? Although that guy is a demon, he is only a small character, right? The seeds that parasitize Sun Wuming's body are also Not a true Demon Race."

However, Sun Wuming ate a real Demon Seed by chance, and even gained some power. Unfortunately, a Demon Seed is far from enough to make up for his physical defects, and Gulata, But without the ability to reverse the fate, Sun Wukong naturally has two children.

Since there is a demon species, it must be a demon king, perhaps it has something to do with the special ability of that demon king?

You can find it this way.

"Proposal, invite other Kings of Time to be guests and exchange information and some work experience with each other."

"Huh? This seems pretty good!"

Kane said with great interest: "Everyone can get together happily, hehe..."

He is really a stupid god. You must know that many other kings of the realm of time are trying their best to become the new king of the realm of time.

After the war between gods and demons, all kinds of waste are prosperous, and this is also their own opportunity.

Temeidou calmly stared at a certain scroll.

Grow up quickly, Sun Wuming...

…

…

"I've grown taller—! Five centimeters!"

In the practice ground in the wilderness, Sun Wuming raised his hands and cheered.

Liu Lidong stretched out her hands and pressed down Sun Wuming's tiptoe, then gestured again and said with a smile, "It's one centimeter, brother Wuming, you are still shorter than me."

"Humph! I will definitely be taller than you in the future!"

Sun Wuming stared, not very happy.

"Yes, yes, I'm looking forward to it."

Liu Lidong smiled and rolled her eyes, she was really looking forward to it, looking forward to Sun Wuming growing up quickly and being taller than herself... Well, but then, there is no way to hold him firmly in her arms, thinking this way , it always feels a little pity.

"Turtle School Qigong—"

From the distance, Sun Wukong roared happily.

Boom-! !

Then there was an explosion that shook the ground slightly, and billowing smoke swept up.

Sun Wukong was crooked, and his clothes flew out in tatters.

"Treat...cough...Xiaodong! Excuse me!"

"Okay, Uncle Sun."

Liu Lidong sighed slightly, raised his hand and placed it on Sun Wukong's arm, a warm white light emerged, and Sun Wukong felt that his injury and even the consumed physical strength, energy and spirit were slowly recovering.

"Hahaha, Dad, you failed again."

Sun Wuming immediately sent ridicule.

"There's no way, two very active air bombs are pressed together and can only explode. Wuming, your move, I'm afraid it's not suitable for me, it requires strong air control skills..."

Sun Wukong felt a little emotional. In the past, because he had no ideas and theories, the qi control skills brought by the blue qi to Sun Wuming were actually not obvious. At most, he played with double shock waves or controlled the qi bombs to fly around.

It can be said that the knowledge and understanding of martial arts limit the performance of the ability.

Once he has figured out something, Sun Wuming's ability to control qi can quickly release a powerful qigong wave like Mengyue Baptism.

Sun Wukong thought about it for a while, and he didn't plan to continue to devote himself to the baptism of Mengyue. At least he had to be stronger in spirit and his ability to control his qi reached the standard. He should honestly try according to his own method and turn his turtle qigong into a qigong. The real turtle qigong wave!

"Dad! Let's fight!"

"Wait, wait until I finish my practice and then fight!"

Sun Wukong sternly refused, and he said gently: "You also want to fight your father who has become very strong, right?"

Sun Wuming was tangled, thinking in his little brain-fighting with a very weak father, if he won, did he win his father?

Not counting!

To defeat the strongest father, so that you are the strongest!

"it is good!"

Sun Wuming agreed.

Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't have much interest in practicing and learning from each other now. He was completely immersed in the joy of discovering a new path.

fight?

I, Sun Wukong, hate fighting the most!

Chapter 42 This is a massage

After experiencing a major crisis together, I finally successfully entered the life of Uncle Sun's family...

When we went out with us today, Aunt Qiqi also asked her to take care of two children, one big and one small, fighting mad.

Hee hee...cough cough, hold back, can't laugh, be elegant.

Liu Lidong retracted her little hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "Uncle Sun, you have recovered."