I Am a Saiyan

Beck: "?"

Bulma said in surprise: "You... you're actually quite powerful?"

Naba was also very surprised: "I, am I actually so powerful?!"

"This is your reward for helping you cook. Since brother Wuming said he wanted to make you stronger, he would definitely do it."

Liu Lidong smiled softly: "Aunt Qiqi taught him to be honest and trustworthy, but brother Wuming remembers it."

Kiki, who had hardly reacted to everything just now, couldn't help showing a somewhat proud expression - praise my son, how much praise.

"Ah—it looks like the battle is over."

No. 21 looked at the huge mushroom cloud rising in the distance and felt the tremors under his feet.

Krillin raised his hand to rest his forehead: "Saiyan... is it so easy to become stronger?"

The corner of Piccolo's mouth twitched: "It should be said that as long as you are willing to toss yourself, Saiyans can indeed become stronger quickly..."

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In a river, Vegeta crawled out of the river in embarrassment, and looked at his hands with blank eyes.

I—I was punched away by Naba? !

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Unable to accept it, Vegeta waved his hands wildly around the surroundings, releasing gas bombs and destroying the environment.

"Huh? Thorn head?"

A surprised voice came from above.

Vegeta looked up and saw Sun Wuming who was flying with Sun Wukong in the sky.

Vegeta panicked, suppressed her anger, and jumped decisively towards the river next to her.

puff.

Chapter 203 You are going to be killed by Frieza!

Why? Why did Napa become so strong?

Although there is an element of his own carelessness in it, Naba has become stronger and stronger than himself who has experienced a serious injury and has become stronger.

nmd! wsm!

Incomprehensible!

Vegeta clutched her stomach, restrained her breath, rested under a stone, and looked at the sky numbly...

"Damn, why...why am I a waste?"

Vegeta murmured subconsciously, suddenly realizing what she had just said.

Snapped!

Throwing his hand and slapped himself, Vegeta got up and clenched his fists: "Since Kakarot can become stronger, I can definitely become stronger! Beyond the limit... become stronger than them! I am The super elite among the Saiyans! There's no reason to lose to a few idiots!"

Rekindling his fighting spirit, Vegeta squinted to look at the village below. He could see more than a dozen Nameks gathered in the village. He must have been alerted by the battle between Kakarot and Frieza...

Dragon Ball, the Dragon Ball that makes any wish come true!

"I must become a Super Saiyan!"

Vegeta vacated and flew directly into the village.

An older-looking Namekian asked in amazement, "You... who are you? Wait - this tail, are you a Saiyan?!"

All the Namekians instantly showed a look of vigilance and fear, and some of them were slightly stronger, and they immediately took a fighting stance.

Vegeta asked with a gloomy face, "Where is the Dragon Ball?!"

"Dragon Ball...how did you know about Dragon Ball?!"

The older Namekian expelled righteously: "Don't think about it! Dragon Ball can't be handed over to you, a Saiyan!"

Gee! A group of giggling chickens!

Vegeta raised her hand and was about to kill the Namekians who were present... Wait, the guys from Kakarot came to Namek, and one of their group was a Namek who was originally on Earth. .

"Humph! You've taken a life!"

Vegeta simply ignored the Namekians in the village, and began to break into the beetle-like houses, rummaging through boxes, dismantling houses and digging foundations.

"What are you doing?!"

"Stop me!"

The Nameks tried to stop it, but to no avail.

Soon, Vegeta came out of a slightly larger room, holding a head-sized, orange-yellow bead with four five-pointed stars in it: "Hehe... I thought it would be hard to find, As a result, it was placed brightly on the table, it was really effortless, and I accepted the Dragon Ball!"

Vegeta hugged the Dragon Ball and flew away, leaving a village of Nameks in a daze.

The simple Namekians had never seen this battle at all, and panicked all of a sudden.

"Fourth, Fourth Elder, what to do?!"

"Dragon Ball is our sacred object! That Saiyan actually stole it!"

The fourth elder raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, be quiet! You must collect seven dragon **** to be effective! Now send someone to notify the people in other villages, be sure to protect the sacred relic, and also notify the first elder... …”

Soon, several Nameks flew out of the village and headed for other places.

snort! Are these Nameks too stupid?

The corners of Vegeta's mouth, hidden in the clouds, rose.

Do you need seven? It takes no effort at all.

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"It's a Saiyan—!"

"It's a Saiyan!"

"It's a Saiyan!"

"I'm going to be eaten! I'm going to be killed! Everyone, run!"

Sun Wuming and his party found a village, and then the village was fried.

A group of big and small greenskin monsters were noisy, running around, panicking...

Sun Wuming pondered for a while, threw Piccolo out to recognize his relatives, and turned to look at Sun Wukong, who was being scolded by Qiqi's ears: "Dad, how does your ultra-limited king fist feel with full power?"

Sun Wukong's normal state at this time has returned to a well-proportioned and strong standard body, no longer as strong as before.

"Almost died, but fortunately Xiaodong's recovery is great!"

Sun Wukong patted his chest and said with lingering fears: "That guy Frieza is really amazing, I just punched a big hole in his chest with all my strength..."

Krillin couldn't help but complain: "Wukong, if you try harder, maybe you'll pierce Namek."

"Don't worry, I have paid attention to controlling the power - but, I have completed the strongest Kaiwang Fist! Living to death is the transformation that can bring Kaiwang Boxing to the extreme! But this is already Kaiwang Boxing. The ultimate point is that it can’t compare to Wuming, your evolutionary Super Saiyan.”

Sun Wukong pondered: "Next, we have to find some new ways to construct transformation."

Qiqi raised her hand and patted the back of Sun Wukong's head: "Don't become bad!"

Sun Wukong was taken aback: "Bad?"

"It's a Super Saiyan."

Sun Wuming hugged the back of his head and said, "Mom said it's bad hair color, but I don't think it's a big deal..."

"Well, Super Saiyan, let's forget it, can make emotions so angry that it inspires transformation, that kind of anger..."

Sun Wukong shook his head, remembering that more than a year ago, when he was about to die in a sneak attack, the power Wuming showed was indeed very strong, but it would be better not to have that kind of thing happen.

No. 21 nodded in agreement: "Deliberately want to be angry and become a Super Saiyan. This kind of conscious behavior often doesn't work. When you can really become a Super Saiyan, you will never be there. Instantly realized that I could become a Super Saiyan."

To overcome that level of barriers, those who can transform successfully only rely on brain supplements. No. 21 has seen a Monkey King so far, and the others are angry because of the tragedy that really happened.

At this time, Piccolo walked back: "Okay, they are willing to let us live for a while, as long as we don't enter that big house."

Under the vigilant and curious eyes of the Namekians, the group walked into the village.

It is very small, and there are not many people, only about twenty Nameks.

Piccolo introduced the Namekian who seemed to be older: "This is Mulin, the third elder of Namek... These are the guys I met on Earth, so let's just say they're my companions..."

Piccolo introduced them one by one.

"Welcome to Namek, if you don't dislike it, you can stay for a while." Mlin said softly, "I remember that many years ago, Namek had a severe climate crisis. In order to preserve the fire, there was indeed a Some Nameks were sent to other planets by spacecraft..."

"However, the first elder knows these things best. I will report it to the first elder to investigate your background."

A Namek child named Dandy is acting as a guide for the others.

But this village has absolutely nothing to visit...

The house, a little bit of the Namekian, is gone.

Qiqi looked around and asked in surprise, "Is there no vegetable market here?"

"Vegetable, vegetable market?" Dandy was startled, shook his head and said, "We only need to drink water to survive, we don't need to eat anything else."

Sun Wufan curiously pointed to a field with some plant seedlings: "Isn't there vegetables grown there?"

Dandy explained: "It's a plant to protect the environment, and in order to avoid another climate crisis, we cultivate this plant and transplant it to various places..."

Sun Wufan took a small notebook and pen to record the customs of Namek.

Bulma was a little disappointed: "I feel that you are very backward... Why are you so backward in life that you can actually create a spaceship?"

Dandy said blankly: "Backward? Does this mean that our lives are bad? When the climate crisis just faded away, the environment was very bad, but now the environment of Namek has improved a lot with our efforts... "

"Uh……"

Bulma thought for a while, and her expression couldn't help but become subtle. It seems that this kind of thing can't be called a standard?

never mind.

No. 21 reached out to touch the Namekian house, and his eyes lit up: "How are your building materials made? Can I knock down a piece and take a look?"

"Shape with clay, and you can make a house..."

As they walked, Qiqi looked left and right: "Where are Wukong, Wuming and Xiaodong?!"

Bulma complained: "Do you still need to think about it? Old Sun must have gone to practice."

Qiqi sighed: "I hope they can bring some ingredients when they come back from practice, there is no place to sell vegetables here..."

"Don't worry! Lord Kiki! I'll go hunting for ingredients immediately!"

Naba, who had been silent all the time and occasionally giggled a few times, suddenly shouted: "I will definitely be able to prepare the most perfect ingredients!"

Naba ran quickly towards the outside of the village.

Qiqi couldn't help rubbing her arms: "What's wrong with him? Lord Qiqi...what is this inexplicable name? Could it be that Wuming accidentally hit him on the head?"

Bulma put one hand on his hip and smiled: "You just think that someone wants to take care of your home...haha..."

"Housekeeping? Forget it, Wukong doesn't go to work, where does the family get the money to hire bodyguards... Alas, maybe Wuming can become a bodyguard in the future!"

Kiki clapped her hands: "Bulma, what do you think of this idea?"

Bulma imagined Sun Wuming's character, pressed Qiqi's shoulders, and said solemnly: "For the sake of the future of mankind, please give up this idea!"

That child is not the same as the old grandson.

At this moment, a Namekian flew towards the village in a panic.

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"Ahh-!"

Sun Wuming sneezed and wondered, "Who is talking bad about me?!"