Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

The bald boy, Napa, was pointed at by Wu Tian, ​​and his heart tightened instinctively at first. After all, this face was that of Bouveli, a senior soldier who had been accumulating power for a long time, but... this guy only had one hundred combat power left. , what kind of onion is he?

Thinking like this, Napa grinned, glared at Wu Tian and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to fight? Do you dare to come?" He shook his arm as he spoke. Even though he was not old, his opponent was just a man. As for trash with a hundred combat capabilities, that's no problem.

Wu Tian smiled meaningfully. This guy named Napa really loves to seek death, whether it is now or "originally"... In fact, it would be fine if he replaced it with a passerby Saiyan he had never seen before. Wu Tian God may not take it seriously.

But the bad thing is that this guy Napa has a "role" and appears in the original work, and he gives people a very unfriendly impression. At the same time, his current impression on Wu Tian is not very good...

Therefore, Wu Tian raised his hand to him.

Napa's whole body tensed up, and he became as alert as a wild cat with fried hair. He laughed in his heart that he was afraid of what this rookie with a hundred combat power would do, but he still did not dare to underestimate the power of Bouveli's superior warriors.

A white energy ball flew out from Wu Tian's palm and shot straight towards Napa.

Napa was confused at first, because he intuitively felt that the energy wave flying towards him was no big deal. At the same time, the combat power detector on his face did not warn of high-energy reactions. It seemed...

puff……

Napa tried to stay still and raised his arms to block it. The white energy wave was annihilated and was as vulnerable as a bubble.

"Hahahaha! What is that!"

"Killing me!"

"Bowili...'Sir,' is he kidding?"

"Such a weak attack is such a disgrace to the Saiyans! I thought Bwili was going to get angry and kill Napa in return!"

"He wants to kill him, but... we have also seen that with a hundred combat power, how can we kill him?"

A group of Saiyan warriors who were watching broke their indifferent posture and laughed loudly. Everyone seemed to have eliminated some doubts and speculations, and laughed at Bwili unscrupulously.

Wu Tian ignored these guys who were about to be wiped out soon, glanced at Napa with a deep look, turned around and left.

When he went away, Napa was even more proud: "Did you see that the dignified senior soldier Bouveli was taught a lesson by me, Napa, so much that he didn't even dare to say anything?"

Having said that, Napa couldn't help but think of the look in Wu Tian's eyes just now. Why did he always find that look so chilling? Impossible, he's just a waste with a hundred combat power. Even his energy wave has become a waste attack...

"Bah! With his current combat power of 100, who among us can't bully him?"

"That's right, Napa, don't be too arrogant. You are also at the bottom among our intermediate warriors! If you are too arrogant...be careful of being beaten by your captain!"

A group of gangsters started making noises, and Napa's face turned blue and white with anger.

Although he is not very old, he was born as a mid-level warrior and has strong fighting ability. He has already joined the combat force. Moreover, for a Saiyan who can transform with ten times the power of a full moon, even a baby has considerable fighting power.

This is also the reason why the Saiyans dare to send babies to planets to be invaded. As long as the Saiyan babies transform during the full moon, they can still bloodbath those indigenous planets even if they have no fighting ability.

Outside the palace, it was half empty.

The wind is strong and bleak.

The little boy with a steeple head in a red cloak folded his arms and looked at Bouveli on the street below, who was walking away without changing his expression amidst the laughter of everyone. He always maintained an indifferent expression.

"What a disappointment... trash."

Finally, little Prince Vegeta made this comment.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to exercise." The voice of a guard came from the palace behind.

Little Vegeta snorted coldly, flicked his red cloak, and flew back to the palace behind him through the open window very handsomely. As an outstanding superior warrior with the highest potential and the strongest combat power in the entire clan, the training tasks of little Vegeta, who is of royal descent, are even more stringent than those of normal Saiyan warriors.

He has even begun accepting missions to invade alien planets.

He has to fight against various cosmic masters every day, improve between life and death, and enjoy the satisfaction of becoming stronger... Originally, Buvili was also one of Vegeta's candidate opponents, but unfortunately, this person has been disabled. Lost.

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After Napa went to the palace to report the situation of the mission, he returned home.

His father and mother died in the battle long ago, and now he lives alone. This kind of situation is very common in the Saiyan community. Saiyans who are cruel and gentle in nature don't think it's a big deal. No one will take this kind of thing seriously.

The same is naturally true for Napa. For him, every time he goes on a mission to slaughter those garbage is the most glorious moment in his life. As for relatives? Presumably they also died in such a glorious time, it is no pity.

"Bouvili... When I meet you at the right opportunity one day, I will definitely kill you..." Napa thought viciously as he pushed open the door of his house.

How long have it been since these Saiyans, who invaded the original planet master and occupied the magpie's nest, entered civilized life? How can regulations restrain their cruel and bloodthirsty nature or ethnic culture? It is not uncommon for warriors to kill each other due to personal hatred, and King Vegeta will not care about such things at all.

Anyway, his death proves that this warrior is nothing more than that, and thank him for selecting better warriors from the tribe.

Napa entered the house, and when he closed the door, a shadow like smoke suddenly floated out from his shadow on the floor of the room, from his shoulders, and the shadow quickly condensed into a pattern similar to a half-length human figure...

"What's this……?!"

Napa was extremely horrified. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Where has such a reckless warrior ever seen the martial arts master's superb skills in Qigong? He thought he had encountered some sorcery and magic in the universe. He watched the white "smoke" flying out of his body gradually condense into the upper body of a person. Napa waved his hands desperately to slap it, violently. The force of both fists created "air path trajectories" in the air, but they could not break away the white mist wrapped around him at all.

Immediately afterwards, the area on Bai Wu's head condensed, revealing a face that looked very unfamiliar to Napa.

Of course this is the face of Wu Tian, ​​and Napa naturally won't recognize it.

Wu Tian has no obligation to let this person die clearly, right?

For today's Wu Tian, ​​the ability to imitate qi has long been turned into instinct and integrated into his bones and blood. This level of remote control of Qigong forms is as simple as breathing for him.

He can even superimpose the effect of Wuxian Fist to this extent.

If the energy response is too large, it might attract the attention of other Saiyans on the planet. But Wu Tian could use the tiniest amount of qigong, superimposed fifty times the strength of Wu Xian Fist, to produce terrifying destructive power while also avoiding the machine's dull detection.

"No, don't come here... Damn it!!!"

Napa was overwhelmed by the "white evil spirit" that emerged from his body. He roared in fright and anger. Before being swallowed by the darkness, he couldn't help but think of Bouveli's weird eyes and smile before. But how could it be possible? Just a...

Inside the closed door, a dull sound echoed, then gradually subsided.

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Wu Tian retracted the thought of separation and looked at the Saiyan young man he finally found.

"Buwili, what do you want from me?"

The lower-level Saiyan warrior with a white cloth tied on his forehead and a scar on his face asked him with a frown.