Dragon Ball Rebirth

Chapter 30
Heavenly God weakly half-kneeled on the ground, holding the wand with both hands to support his body so as not to fall down, sucking in the fresh air vigorously like a newborn, feeling the sun shining directly on his body after the dark clouds cleared, his strength seemed to be slowing down. recovered.

The Namekian's hearing allowed him to hear the conversation between Wukong and the others. At this moment, he smiled complicatedly: "This is all my fault."

"Huh? What dance, what's the matter?" Wukong looked at the god with a puzzled expression, then turned his head and asked Guixian in doubt: "Master Wutian, what did the god say?"

Wukong, who never liked to study, expressed that he couldn't understand Wen Shuishui's words at all.

"Bang!"

The head of the stick hit Wukong's head, and Guixian angrily taught Wukong a lesson: "How can you be so rude to God!"

With an ouch, Wukong put away his hand pointing at the god, and moaned in pain as he touched his head.

Facing his master, he didn't dare to gather energy to resist. His grandfather taught him to respect his master since he was a child.

"It's really rude! It's all my fault for teaching badly, that's why Wukong is so rude."

After all, he is an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, Guixian immediately felt the authenticity of the other party's identity from the other party's divine power, and immediately apologized sincerely to the god.

Slightly surprised to see Guixianren, a satisfied expression appeared on the face of Tianshen.Recently, all I saw were rude children, such as little monkeys, three-eyed monsters, and so on. This time, I finally met someone who knew how to respect God.

Suddenly there were vague words in my ear.

"...Hey~~ Let's talk~ Since he is a god, we saved him...can I ask him to make a wish and give me a dozen young and beautiful girls?" Gui Xianren covered his mouth with his hand, quietly He probed into Wukong's ear and asked softly.

The expression on Tianshen's face was frozen, and he wondered if he had been locked up for too long and had auditory hallucinations.

"Ahahaha..." Wukong touched the back of his head in embarrassment, smirked a few times and said, "Master Wutian, Tianshen's hearing is very good, what you say will be heard."

"Hey, cough, cough." Gui Xianren pretended to cough a few times, looked at Wukong with a serious face and said, "So, as I said just now, you must respect the gods in the future, understand? Okay, I Seeing that there seems to be someone in need of help over there, I'll go and have a look first!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly ran outside the venue, and continued to pretend to look around, as if he was looking for something, and gradually disappeared.

Tianshen looked dull, he had never met such a shameless guy, and he didn't know how to react at this moment.

"boom!"

A loud explosion interrupted his distraction.

Turning around, I noticed Tianjin Fan and Piccolo who were fighting to death.

"Damn it! Brother, did you just see this side? What should I do with you?"

Tianjin Fan blocked Piccolo who wanted to rush towards the god of heaven like a mad dog, and kicked him flying, only then did he have the time to turn around and shout at the god of heaven.

"That's not my son!" Tianshen said depressedly: "I just thought he could change my mistakes, so I raised him up. I didn't expect..."

"..."

Facing Piccolo's continuous attacks, Tianjin Fan once again had no time to speak.

He didn't say much at all, and confronted Piccolo with his head dull.

Tianshen quickly took this opportunity to ask Wukong about the situation just now, but Wukong didn't make it clear after talking for a long time.

And the battle between Tianjin Fan and Piccolo has also entered a fierce stage.

Both of them had exerted their best efforts.

Tianjin Fan understood that there was no way to discuss how to deal with Piccolo unless he was completely defeated.

And Piccolo remained silent since the appearance of the god, because he also knew that as long as Tianjin Fan was defeated, the rest of the enemies would not be worth mentioning.

However, although Piccolo's combat prowess is beyond the charts, facing Tianjin Fan, he feels like a fox is catching a hedgehog - he has no way to start.

Although Piccolo is a race that can naturally use qi and has been taught by the gods of the earth, there is still a huge gap in the use of qi compared with Tianjin Fan. The malleable introduction of many things from the previous life, put it in the universe, there may not necessarily be someone who is better at manipulating anger than him.

At this time, Piccolo was hit again and again, and fell into the dilemma of being unable to fight back.

"Damn it!" Piccolo yelled unwillingly, his blue veins protruding from his anger, and smoke from his seven orifices, "Don't think you can beat me like this!"

Waves of energy gushed out from his body surface, forming circles of human-shaped energy that spread continuously.

"This child, has his vitality been consumed again?" Tianshen had also heard the cause and effect at this time, and sighed regretfully when he saw Piccolo's state.

"Consume vitality?" Yamucha looked at the familiar face in front of him and asked suspiciously.

"That's right. It's the ability that Piccolo used when Tianjin Fan and Wukong fought against Piccolo. Our family seems to be born with the ability to control Qi and vitality. We can increase our strength for a short time by consuming vitality. "

The god thought of what he saw when he observed the mortal world in the temple: "Back then Piccolo didn't have much life left, but in order to improve his strength, he chose to directly consume his life force, which made him even older."

Sighing again, the god continued: "And this child, in pursuit of the improvement of strength, has also consumed his life several times, so he can grow so fast, but in just three years, he is like a 20-year-old youth. Alas, If he is more patient and saves his vitality, within ten years, he will definitely become a strong man beyond the limit of the earth. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"Ah~?" Kelin looked at the god in surprise: "You can control your vitality to grow yourself?"

Seeing that he was still short despite having developed a lot, Kelin touched his head in embarrassment: "That day, my lord, can you let others grow too? Well, just grow taller for two years. .”

Glancing at Kelin coldly, he was indeed worthy of being a master and apprentice. The god said indifferently: "Oh, your growth has reached the limit. Even if it takes 20 years, you will at most grow some hair."

Kelin instantly petrified.

After the gods finished beating Klin, they turned their heads and continued to look at the battlefield: "Besides, I don't have the ability to consume other people's vitality to make them grow. If you want to grow taller, you might as well collect dragon balls. Don't you have that magical power?" Radar?"

"Yeah!" Kelin instantly revived with full blood, clenched his fists excitedly: "Why didn't I think of that! Since Shenlong can make any wish come true! Then I can make a wish to make me grow taller!?"

"..."

Bulma stroked his forehead and sighed, he was speechless about the power of the dragon being used for such trivial things, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the white underwear that was floating... floating... floating in the sky.

I was still reliable, relying on my own efforts to find the handsome Yamucha.

Bulma hugged Yamcha's arm with a smile.

I completely forgot that the wish that a worthless guy wanted to make back then was to have a boyfriend.

Everyone on the sidelines became relaxed because Tianjin Fan had the upper hand, but Tianjin Fan in the field knew that something was wrong.

Piccolo, who had activated his vitality-consuming ability, now surpassed himself in all aspects of combat power.

If it is said that his combat power is 1500 at this time, then Piccolo's combat power has risen to 2000 in just a moment, or even higher, which has doubled compared to the beginning.

Damn it, there are still five years before Raditz's arrival, and the fighting power of the earth warriors has actually risen to such a high level?

After preparing for so long, I thought it was enough to win, but I never thought that I was forced to this point.

"What's the matter! Wasn't it very arrogant just now?" Piccolo waved his fist ferociously.

Having learned the lesson just now, he no longer makes his arms too long, so as not to be taken advantage of by Tianjin Fan.But he still stretched his arm to about double the length. At this time, with his speed and strength surpassing Tianjin Fan, he instantly suppressed Tianjin Fan.

Although it has become four hands, it is extremely difficult to resist.

Piccolo's speed has already surpassed his ability to react. If he hadn't been trained in martial arts for so many years, he had some sense of crisis, and he might have been completely treated as a meat sandbag.

However, the situation at this time really does not allow time to change, and if there is a slight difference, it may be the result of death.

Tianjin Fan sighed helplessly in his heart, forget it, anyway, there are still five years left, and he can think of other ways to improve his strength. Now is his only chance to dominate the world. It can only affect the scope of the earth, and neither the Saiyans nor Frieza outside the earth will definitely not change their strength because of their own existence.

"Spiral Qigong wave full power!"

Tianjin Fan made a final attempt, wondering if he could still injure Piccolo with this move at this time, if it wasn't a last resort, he still didn't want to use that move.

A wave of qigong with a diameter of half a meter rampaged, rushing towards Piccolo, who was close at hand.

Piccolo smiled confidently, disappeared in place with a swish, and when he reappeared, he had circled behind Tianjin Fan.

"what!"

Tianjin Fan turned around quickly, and he swung the Spiral Qigong Wave into a whip, and threw it in an arc towards Piccolo who appeared behind him.

Piccolo disappeared on the spot again with a swish, and appeared on top of Tianjin Fan in an instant.

Fell backwards, the right claw tore through the air, and grabbed Tianjin Fan's skull.

"Oh!"

Ta Kong made a move, and Tianjin Fan also quickly left the spot, leaving Piccolo with only one afterimage torn apart.

And everyone watching the battle from a distance squatted down with their heads in their hands, avoiding the spiral qigong wave thrown by Tianjin Fan.

Bulma, who reacted a little too late, touched his half-length hair, patted Yamcha's chest distressedly, and blamed: "Why don't you pull me down quickly, look at his hair! It will take a long time They can't grow any longer~!"

Facing the accusation, Yamucha could only touch his head in embarrassment, and looked at Qiqi who was quickly pressed to the ground by Wukong. Yamucha thought in his heart that he didn't react too aggressively. He seemed to hear Qiqi's ribs just now. Cracking sound?

Regardless of how helpless Wukong was when he rescued Qiqi who was knocked unconscious by his own accident, Piccolo on the field was surprised to find that Tianjin Fan on the opposite side had also undergone tremendous changes.

Purple electric light enveloped the whole body, crackling like an electric man.But the qi in his body was more powerful than the electric aura on the surface, and the sharp feeling made his skin tingle.

The smug smile had long since disappeared, and now there was only inexplicable shock on his face.

"It's really annoyed to be forced to do this trick." He said no, but his voice was very honest, and the strong excitement was suppressed in his tone.Tianjin Fan has long wanted to try the actual combat effect of this trick.

"What did you do? Why did you become so much stronger all of a sudden?" Piccolo asked in surprise.

"Didn't you consume your vitality just now?" Tianjin Fan tilted his head and looked at Piccolo's expression with interest: "So I think I have to give up my life to accompany Junzi~"

Satisfied with his appearance, Tianjin Fan continued: "Do you think this body is handsome? But if this trick still can't deal with you, I really should be killed."

Put your hands together, put your two thumbs against each other, and put the four fingers of your right hand against the second joint of your left index finger.

"Try the qigong cannon again."

"Let me tell you first, this move also costs life force~"

An invisible qi gushed out from Tianjin Fan's body, and the electric aura on his body surface seemed to be startled for a moment, scurrying around crazily around his body surface.

"what!!!"

A diamond-shaped invisible qigong wave condensed into a mountain of knives and flew towards Piccolo.

Ps: Ah, I can’t write anymore, my shoulder is about to break, and I’m running out of time, too late to edit it, so I’ll post it first, and I’ll take the time to edit it tomorrow.good night~!

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