Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

For several months, Wu Tian had been sitting cross-legged in mid-air in the barren mountains and mountains, never opening his eyes, never eating, and never moving.

He seemed to have integrated into this desolate world. Every day, every night, every hour, countless light points of vitality flew out from the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, turning into little stars. It was integrated into his body, and then refined by his will and turned into his own power, instead of being simply used as a weapon like a vitality bomb.

Finally, this day.

The tiny earphones that had been plugged into the ears first buzzed for a while, and then came the clear mechanically synthesized voice of Jarvis:

"Discovered the target, newborn No. 59984, Kakarot... Father: Bardock; Brother: Raditz... Data shows that Kakarot's initial combat power is 2, rating: lower-level warrior... It is estimated based on database statistics , the probability of being sent to a planet with a low life energy level is 98%..."

Wu Tian finally slowly opened his eyes that had always been closed, revealing a faint smile: "Is it finally starting..."

His reserved eyes stared straight at the desolate scene in front of him, but in fact his eyes had already fallen on the entire planet. Wu Tian whispered: "Since a few days ago, Saiyans have appeared one after another. Started to return to this planet and never left again... Frieza, are you finally going to take action?"

"I just don't know. Is it appropriate for him to attack a Saiyan? Or is it because what I said to him back then became a 'hint'?"

"Ah……"

In the deserted valley, a cold wind blew.

The figure sitting cross-legged in the air disappeared like a candle blown out by the wind.

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Somewhere deep in the galaxy, there is a star field that looks like an alien base.

On the huge main planet.

The Kurdish king sat on the throne with his huge body, and asked his subordinates with a bored expression: "Frieza, what have you done recently?"

"His Majesty the Great Kurdish King, King Frieza is now personally heading to Planet Vegeta where the Saiyan tribe is located..." A spaceman under the throne who was very short compared to the Kurdish King replied with an extremely respectful expression, "F. King Lisa has recently recalled all the Saiyans who have gone out, and seems to have the idea of ​​​​annihilating the entire Saiyan clan."

"Haha, Saiyan... Frieza, are you afraid of some ridiculous Super Saiyan?" The Kurdish King smiled as if he was mocking, resting his chin with one hand, thinking thoughtfully He whispered, "I heard that this guy has never transformed and sealed his power since he was injured more than a hundred years ago. Therefore, he has made progress after adapting to the huge energy of the clan... Could this be the evolution of my frozen clan?" Dao?"

The Kurdish King hesitated for a moment on his iron-blooded face, but he felt the power in his body again and re-firmed his belief: "No, the ancestors can't be wrong, and I can't be wrong! Since I was injured, I can't touch the seal to transform. In this state, I am absorbing more and more energy that should have been sealed... With my current strength, it is not much different from the perfect form back then!"

"My combat power...even in this form, the peak should be close to 100 million!"

"This is the intention of our ancestors to evolve this self-sealing ability. This is the true way for my frozen clan to transcend themselves! We will progress in the state of self-sealing, and then after the seal is released... we will be even more terrifying!"

The cold and firm voice of the Kurdish king echoed in a low voice, while the subordinates under the throne looked at their noses, noses, mouths and hearts, looking like deaf people who could not hear anything.

"Newtry, is there still no progress in the gene repair project?"

Finally, the Kurdish king asked this question, although...

"It's a pity, His Majesty the King of Kurds. Yes, there is still no substantial progress. Biogenetic engineering seems to be a taboo in the universe. This field is full of mystery and unknown..." This subordinate seemed to be engaged in scientific research, when he answered It's a bit subjective.

Knew it.

The Kurdish King had no fluctuations in his heart, but his huge palm scratched a crack in the throne's seat.

Even if he thinks he has found the true way of evolution for his family, even if he is confident that his current state is no less perfect than his perfect posture back then, but... if he cannot repair the injuries he suffered in his early years, he will not be able to lift the seal transformation. Without the body, the true power cannot be released.

In this way, even his son Frieza is not as good as him, so how can he talk about other ambitions?

Everything can only be considered after he has healed his injuries.

But fortunately, the Kurdish King believes that he has the patience to wait. He also believes that the longer he waits... the more terrifying the power he will gain when he is reborn. By that time, the first person he kills will definitely be Frieza.

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Outside Planet Vegeta, in the dark space, a huge spaceship hovered, wandering outside the cordon of Planet Vegeta.

Frieza has a petite body, with a simple and cold appearance. There are purple crystal-like substances on the top of his head, shoulders, and the center of his chest and abdomen. His streamlined body contains terrifying power that can destroy any star head-on.

What was even colder than the space outside the porthole was Frieza's long and narrow eyes, whose tiny pupils seemed to be the eyes of a demon, which was as chilling as the eyes of a demon.

King Frieza, I don’t know when, has been showing up in front of people with this posture.

This image of him is completely different from the original description of his appearance.

but……

He looks like this, UU reading www.uukanshu． net is obviously more terrifying.

Compared to the horned King Frieza in the initial rumors, the current Frieza is colder, more moody, and more cruel and violent... No one knows why the emperor of the universe wants to change himself. The appearance and posture of Frieza, but those who have seen Frieza's appearance know deeply that there must be a reason for this.

The reason lies in his right hand!

"It's aching again...this hand."

Frieza looked expressionlessly at the dark space outside the ship's porthole. In the distance, Planet Vegeta was floating quietly, waiting for something, just like Frieza was waiting for... the fireworks. time. His feet floated off the ground, his slender tail swaying unconsciously behind him. Frieza secretly squeezed the mechanical prosthesis attached to his right arm. Over the past hundred years, he had recalled the shame and humiliation he had suffered countless times.

Actually, someone dared to cut off one of his King Frieza's right arms.

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