Dragon Ball: Enforcer of the Divine Realm

"Of course, although the toothpick is an ordinary toothpick, it is stained with a trace of my power."

Jiang Fei looked at everyone's strange expressions and continued to explain with a smile.

"Huh, that's it." Klin breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt something was not right just now.

A toothpick can be easily broken by even an ordinary person, let alone Vegeta?

It turned out that there was a trace of Jiang Fei's power on the toothpick.

"Wait, that's not right."

Klin suddenly thought of something, and then put on a shocked expression.

Others' jaws have already dropped to the ground.

Except for Vegeta who was still playing hard with the toothpick inside the barrier.

The entire scene fell into deathly silence.

"Just because he has a trace of his own power, does it make Vegeta helpless?" Piccolo murmured to himself.

He now had to take another look at the young man named Jiang Fei in front of him.

But after careful observation, he had a different feeling.

Perhaps it was influenced by the gods.

Although the existence of any Qi is also not felt.

But he could feel that there was a transcendent and sacred power surrounding Jiang Fei.

And this kind of power made a sense of fear appear deep in his soul.

Sun Wukong didn't care about that much, the fiery color in his eyes was very strong.

A toothpick stained with just a hint of power left Vegeta helpless.

If we really start fighting, can we still win?

"Jiang Fei, hurry up, let's have a fight!" Sun Wukong said excitedly and put his son down directly.

He could no longer hold back the fire in his heart.

No matter how powerful Jiang Fei is, he must learn from it before he can give up!

"Okay!" Jiang Fei agreed readily.

The two of them had agreed upon something, so it wouldn't hurt to have a fight now.

As he spoke, his feet left the ground and slowly floated into the air.

"It's so amazing. You can fly even though you can't feel a breath of energy in your body."

Tianjin rice smashed the mouth and said.

According to their martial arts philosophy, if you want to fly, you must use the energy in your body.

But now Jiang Fei surprised them again!

"Then I'll come too!" Sun Wukong's eyes fixed, and the aura on his body began to gather.

"Aha!"

With a roar, the white flames on his body instantly turned into golden yellow.

The black hair stood upside down and was rendered golden.

The billowing breath made the entire earth tremble.

The temperature in the air has even become hotter!

After completing his transformation, Sun Wukong looked up at the sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"brush!"

The next second, he appeared in front of Jiang Fei.

The two people looked at each other.

One has a look of fanaticism on his face, and the other has a look of indifference.

on the ground below.

Seeing the imminent battle, everyone looked up at the sky and watched.

He didn't even dare to blink, for fear that he would miss a wonderful shot if the fight started next second.

"Is this a Super Saiyan? This energy is really powerful!"

Tianjin Fan swallowed.

It was the first time he saw Son Goku in his Super Saiyan form.

This majestic energy only made him marvel.

"Awesome, awesome, is this the way Goku defeated Frieza in this form?"

Klin also sighed involuntarily.

Like Tenjin Fan, he also saw Super Saiyan for the first time.

It was precisely because of his sacrifice to heaven that Sun Wukong successfully transformed.

He really had a share of the credit, but unfortunately, he didn't get to see what a Super Saiyan looked like.

But now, it can be regarded as seeing it.

Piccolo and Gohan were very excited when they saw this scene again.

But he is obviously much calmer than the first two.

They have seen how powerful Sun Wukong is in this form.

So not much fuss.

on the sky.

Sun Wukong said with great fighting spirit, "Should you strike first, or should I?"

"You go first. Once I take action, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Jiang Fei made a gesture of invitation and said with a slight smile.

Although the conversation between the two was not loud, it could still be heard clearly below.

Klin, Tianjin Fan, and Sun Wufan were all dumbfounded by Jiang Fei's words.

Sun Wukong's current Qi is already terrifyingly powerful.

Jiang Fei was not afraid of flashing his tongue when he said this.

However, they didn't pay too much attention to it and just regarded it as harsh words spoken before the war.

"In that case, I won't be polite!" Sun Wukong didn't dare to underestimate Jiang Fei.

After he finished speaking, he moved and disappeared instantly.

Before everyone could react.

He had already arrived in front of Jiang Fei.

Without any extra movement, Sun Wukong waved his fist wrapped in golden flames.

"Bang!" A powerful and heavy attack landed on Jiang Fei's face, causing a thunderous explosion.

The impact spread instantly, blowing away all the surrounding clouds.

However, although this punch was powerful, it did not cause any harm to Jiang Fei.

Even in the air, it never wavered.

"What?!"

When the people below saw this scene, they burst out in exclamations, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Sun Wukong's movements were so fast that even they couldn't catch them.

The intensity of the attack makes people feel suffocated.

Just such a punch, but it didn't have any effect.

Although it had been expected that Jiang Fei was very powerful.

But, it’s not like he didn’t even move after receiving a punch, right?

"Who is this guy?" Piccolo frowned and said in his heart.

Now looking at Jiang Fei for a long time, he felt that his soul was being suppressed more and more.

Especially deep inside, there was even a feeling of wanting to kneel down to this young man.

He originally preferred Sun Wukong to win.

There was actually a feeling that Sun Wukong was shaking a tree with a fly, and a mantis was using its arms as a chariot.

This feeling makes no sense at all, as if it suddenly appeared from the depths of the soul.

What Piccolo didn't know was.

In the Celestial Temple above Kalin Tower.

The god looked at the battle below, his clothes already wet with sweat.

Two dry hands were holding on to the crutches with difficulty.

He looks like he won't be able to stand still when the oil is exhausted.

"God, what's wrong with you?" Bobo, as a servant, looked at the God with concern.

She held his arms with both hands to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"This person, if I guess correctly, should be a god!"

The god said with a trembling voice.

He could feel that the person fighting Sun Wukong below was a genuine god.

And it was a level of god, a god who was countless times higher than him.

So much so that just watching from a distance gave him a fear of not being able to stand.