The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 594 Bring Wukong to practice

This punch hit Sun Wukong's arm directly.

"Ouch!"

Sun Wukong gasped, grinned in pain, and hurriedly kicked up to fight back.

Lu Yan leaned sideways lightly, and while avoiding the kick, suddenly stretched out his left hand to grab Monkey King's right leg.

He stepped forward, raised his right fist, and smashed it hard on the bridge of Monkey King's nose.

Bang~
Sun Wukong stared at the stars, a crooked nosebleed flowed out, and he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this almost crushing scene, Kelin and the others watching the battle widened their eyes in disbelief.

It's not that they haven't thought about Sun Wukong being defeated, but in their imagination, no matter how bad they are, they can barely fight, right?

How could it be so vulnerable.

Who is Sun Wukong?
This is the Earth's strongest martial artist who defeated Piccolo and saved the world.

Now, they were defeated by Lu Yan so easily, they couldn't believe it was real.

"Wu... Wukong's brother, good, so strong..."

Because he was so shocked, Kelin talked a little bit out of his tongue.

Buma's beautiful eyes scanned Lu Yan back and forth, shining undisguisedly, this handsome, powerful man really attracted her.

Sun Wukong rested on his back for a while before recovering.

Just sitting on the ground like this, wiped the nosebleed: "You are really amazing, both in speed and strength are much stronger than me."

After all, it is not a life and death duel.

Although Sun Wukong will not completely believe that Lu Yan is his real brother because there is no conclusive evidence,
But this possibility has not been ruled out.

Naturally, they won't make a deadly move. It's enough to learn from each other and know the gap.

Sun Wukong's eyes became serious: "So, Frieza's strength is even stronger than yours..."

"More than that."

Lu Yan stretched out an index finger, shook it, and added: "In the universe, everyone uses a unified combat power system to judge strength."

"Your current combat power is only a few hundred points, and I am several times yours."

Klin blinked his eyes, seemed to be very interested in this combat power evaluation system, and was about to ask about it.

Fortunately, Guixianren didn't let the topic go too far, and took the initiative to ask: "Does Wukong only have a few hundred points? Then Frieza can rule the universe, so his combat power must be in the tens of thousands?"

"If you have tens of thousands of fighting strength, you can be a middle-level and lower-level cadre in Frieza's army at most."

Lu Yan sat down cross-legged, feeling the sea breeze constantly blowing in front of him, and smiled comfortably.

As for the others, they couldn't be so relaxed, they were all shocked by Lu Yan's words.

Wukong, as the strongest martial artist on earth, has only a few hundred points of combat power, but with tens of thousands of combat power, he can only be a small cadre in Frieza's army.

How strong does Frieza, the emperor of the universe, have to be?

Lu Yan turned his head to look at them, smiled gently, and continued.

"The universe is so big, without this kind of power, it is impossible to control the universe. If I remember correctly, Frieza's 100% burst combat power is about 1.2 million."

As soon as these words came out, Kelin's eyes turned into two small black spots.
Gui Xianren almost knelt down, sweat poured down his forehead, and he couldn't stop it.

Even Wukong, who is extremely fanatical about fighting, can only feel a strong sense of powerlessness in the face of this terrifying number.

The gap is too big.

If tens of thousands, 10,000+, or even millions, he might still be able to raise his fighting spirit.

But 1.2 million...

Calculated according to his several hundred combat power, it is hundreds of thousands of times his.

"Then...well, Wukong's brother, you said 1.2 million, right? Did you say it wrong, or did we hear it wrong?"

Kelin felt his mouth dry for a while, and he even stuttered when he spoke.

Sun Wukong was hit hard. He did guess that Frieza might be very powerful, but he never imagined that he would be so powerful.

Lu Yan didn't continue talking, but waited for the few people present to slowly digest everything he said.

Several people seem to have completely lost their fighting spirit, even if they are as optimistic as Wukong, facing such a number, they can't say anything else for a while.

clap~

Lu Yan clapped his hands, with the smile still on his face, and comforted him: "Don't worry, the universe is so big, Frieza doesn't even look down on this remote planet like Earth."

"The fighters of the Frieza Legion sent to Earth are at most only tens of thousands of fighters, and they will come after more than a year, so there is plenty of time."

Hearing this news, several people present obviously relaxed a lot.

Tens of thousands are nothing compared to 1.2 million.

Sun Wukong came back to his senses, and his gaze gradually became firm. As a standard Saiyan, his desire for fighting is even more fanatical than Vegeta's orthodox Saiyans.

He is not afraid of a strong opponent, but he is afraid of no opponent.

So what about Frieza Strong?Sun Wukong still believes that he will be able to defeat him one day.

At least from the current point of view, Frieza has not set his sights on the earth. The most recent crisis on the earth will be the soldiers of Frieza's legion who will not come to the earth until a year later.

With a combat power of tens of thousands, Monkey King feels that if he works hard, it should not be hopeless.

Thinking of this, Monkey King looked up at Lu Yan, and said solemnly: "Brother, can I ask you to accompany me to practice?"

Hearing Wukong's address, a strange smile flashed across Lu Yan's face: "What did you call me?"

"Haha."

Wukong smiled awkwardly, scratched the back of his head embarrassingly and said, "Because I can't just call you Raditz."

He had already believed most of the fact that Lu Yan was his own brother.

It's just that after all, I have lived alone for so long, and suddenly I have an older brother, and I feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Lu Yan smiled and nodded, walked over and pulled Monkey King up from the ground: "Yes, then you have to be prepared to suffer. The way we Saiyans cultivate is different from ordinary people."

Although Lu Yan is not a real Saiyan, he has watched the Dragon Ball drama anyway, and he knows how Wukong should practice to be more effective.

And if there is no accident, he should be able to practice in this way himself.

Immediately, Lu Yan turned his head slowly, and asked Buma: "Miss Buma, can I ask you to provide a special gravity room?"

"The kind that can freely adjust the gravity in the room?"

Hearing Lu Yan calling her, Bu Ma broke away from the nympho state, thought about it, and said: "Gravity room? It should be possible, but how many times the gravity do you need?"

"It's fine if it can reach more than ten times."

(End of this chapter)