I Am a Saiyan

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"Huh, as expected, it still won't work. The ultra-boundary king's fist can't last for a long time. Just paying attention to dodging Wuming's attack, my body will be dragged down..."

Sun Wukong was shirtless and his clothes were tattered, and he talked freely: "But there is no way to make the world king fist play to the extreme."

Sun Wuming said thoughtfully: "Because you have given up persistence and defense, Dad, the outbreak of the ultra-boundary king's fist can be so terrifying... Maybe the burst of power is also a transformation option, such as Super Saiyan - um, transformation body."

Sun Wukong asked curiously, "Wu Ming, how do you go further?"

"I want to transform into a Super Saiyan again based on the evolution of Super Saiyan."

Sun Wuming scratched his head, a little distressed: "But I can't think of how to do it for a while..."

"Hey? Brother Wuming, didn't you have a Saiyan transformation?"

Liu Lidong pondered, and raised a blind spot: "You transform into a Saiyan, then use a Saiyan to become a Super Saiyan, experience the feeling and the process of change, and then use the Evolution Super Saiyan to transform Super Saiyan, isn't that enough?"

Sun Wuming was stunned for a moment, and said happily: "Yes! Sister Dong is so smart!"

Sun Wukong also pondered: "Yeah, I didn't say that Saiyan transforms, you have to follow one path, and sometimes you can walk other paths to accumulate some experience..."

The three returned to the village.

"Kiki, where are my clothes?"

Sun Wukong found Qiqi for the first time.

"It was robbed!"

Kiki rolled her eyes and said angrily, "What's going on with the security on the alien planet? There are still bag thieves! Gohan's homework has been robbed! Damn it!"

Sun Wufan said happily: "Yeah! It's abominable!"

"And the kitchen utensils, seasonings, food prepared at home..."

The more she talked, the more angry she became.

"What?! Kitchen utensils, seasonings and food were all robbed?!"

Sun Wuming, who didn't care at all, shouted in a loud voice, "Who did it?!"

Chapter 205 The Great Elder of the Nameks

some cave.

"What? Kakarot's clothes?"

Vegeta opened the capsules one by one, and threw away a bunch of orange-red uniforms of the same style with the word 'turtle' on their chests with black lines all over their face.

Look again! Look again! Maybe they can find the secret that Kakarot and the others have become so powerful!

Book? Pen? WTF? !

screwdriver? Workbench?

bed?

Mirror? What are these bottles and jars? It smells quite fragrant, but it should have nothing to do with getting stronger.

Vegeta irritably threw them all away.

TMD! Are these guys here to travel? !

Um? Spaceship?

Hehe, without this thing, they can't leave Namek...

There is no way to leave Namek... Vegeta put away the spaceship capsule with a gloomy face, and there is no way to leave, isn't that staying here all the time against me? !

However, Frieza doesn't seem to be dead. With these guys around, it is convenient to contain Frieza.

As a result, nothing can become stronger.

Vegeta opened a jar, sighed in disappointment, and suddenly smelled the hot and sour smell coming from the jar.

what is this? It seems to be food.

Vegeta grabbed a pickle and stuffed it into her mouth.

This, this taste... There is a hint of spiciness in the sourness, and it is appetizing and refreshing at the same time!

Vegeta thought of something, quickly opened a few capsules, and found a lot of food.

Self-heating beef rice, flavored dried fish, big bucket of instant noodles... There is even a fully furnished, warm and comfortable small house with its own bathroom! !

I'll think about the Dragon Ball thing later, take a bath first, have a full meal, and change my clothes.

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Namek's village.

A group of people surrounded a bonfire. Several huge fishes specializing in Namek were inserted with wooden sticks and roasted by the bonfire, exuding a subtle meat fragrance mixed with some fishy smell.

The fish carefully selected and caught by Napa, after removing the scales and internal organs, are grilled on the bonfire in the most primitive way, without adding any seasoning, without any extra procedures, releasing the unique characteristics of the fish itself. ...

fishy smell.

"Well--!"

Bulma covered her mouth with a wanting to vomit expression on her face.

Ke Lin sighed: "Eat, at least have the strength to move, it would be too funny if you starve to death..."

Kiki frowned and was very dissatisfied with this dish: "The fish in this place has a strong taste. It's not easy to get rid of the fishy smell without salt and spices - Gohan, don't be picky eaters!"

Sun Wufan grimaced, reluctantly eating the fish one bite at a time.

Naba's face was bitter after eating, and after finally tasting the food of the earth, he turned his head and returned to this original barbecue mode...cnm! Vegeta!

Sun Wukong said indifferently: "That guy Vegeta is really, he even stole my clothes, but fortunately, you have strange tricks to make clothes - Wuming, where's your clothes?"

"It was made for me on the 21st. You can repair it yourself and dust it yourself. It's convenient."

Sun Wuming smugly ate the grilled fish. It was a bit unpalatable, but he could eat it as he should. There was nothing wrong with that, but he was still very angry: "Damn thorn! When I find him, I will let him eat live fish!"

Liu Lidong clapped her hands lightly, smiled and looked sideways at No. 21: "Ah, is it so convenient? How about preparing a set for everyone?"

No. 21 was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's alright. Speaking of which, everyone's changing clothes are gone, it's quite troublesome."

"These idiots don't matter, my cosmetics! My clothes! And a house with its own bathroom - we will have to sleep in the wilderness next!!"

Bulma roared up to the sky: "That **** who grabbed the bag!!"

"Hmph, pampered guy."

Piccolo is very calm. Anyway, he only needs to drink water to live, and when he is on Earth, he lives in the wilderness and does not need any comfortable living environment.

Just when everyone in the Namekian tour group was reminiscing about the bitterness and sweetness, Mlin came here with a very young Namekian who was similar to Piccolo.

"Hello, guests, this is the guard of the Great Elder, Nei Lu."

Mlin introduced each other.

Neilu glanced at everyone present with a flat expression, his eyes stopped on Piccolo for a while, and then said: "Every guest visiting Namek, the Great Elder asked me to invite you to spend a while with him."

Liu Lidong gently put down the grilled fish in her hand and asked, "Could this elder be the leader of the Namekians?"

Mlin said: "Not only the leader, but all Nameks are the children of the Great Elder."

Sun Wuming scratched his head: "Is that parthenogenesis?"

"It should be." No. 21 pondered, "No wonder there are few Nameks... It's really amazing."

Bulma urged: "Let's go! Since it is the invitation of the great elder, he should have suitable accommodation there, and maybe there is a hotel for alien guests..."

As it turns out, it doesn't.

Even the place where the Great Elder lived was even more desolate than the villages of the Nameks.

At the top of a certain stone pillar, a house with a white beetle shell.

"Everyone, please come in."

Neilu opened the door: "The old age is high, please keep quiet."

The crowd went into the house curiously.

There was a Namekian lying on a large chair--judging from the wrinkles on the skin and head, it was obvious that the physical state was very old. The biggest difference was that the other party was very big, very, very big, and there was Kling in one palm. The head is so big.

Sun Wuming couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a big green monster!"

Neilu said with a stern face: "Don't be rude to the elders!"

Sun Wuming was a bit at a loss: "Rude? What is rude?"

"That means you're rude!" Qiqi raised her hand and tugged at Sun Wuming's ear, "Learn to learn Gohan! Say hello when you see people, don't give them nicknames...especially nicknames!"

"Hehehe... Surface etiquette is not comparable to sincere emotions, Neilu, don't be too nervous."

The first elder made an old voice: "Dear guests, I welcome you to Namek, and thank you for helping the Namek people survive..."

Sun Wuming dodged Qiqi's ear grabbing hands, crossed his hands, and retorted: "Mom! Listen, the big green monster is thanking me! I'm not being rude!"

Kiki: Angry!

Sun Wukong didn't want to get involved and asked, "You mean that Frieza?"

"Yes, I had a faint sense of crisis before. When the Frieza spacecraft landed, I knew that maybe the Namekians would usher in a catastrophe... However, I never thought that they were guests from afar. Frieza pushed back for the time being, and I'm very grateful for that."

The first elder said softly: "But before that... child, can you come over and let me see?"

Piccolo walked up in silence, looking up at the Great Elder with a frown, the strange closeness in his heart made him a little irritable.

"Son, you don't seem to be... not Kadaz's child, and..."

The elder gently put his hand on Piccolo's head, but Piccolo didn't dodge.

A few seconds later, the first elder sighed: "So it is, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, but to separate so that I can become pure kindness, good and evil are a corresponding one, and only good can suppress evil, so tricky. He will only create huge flaws in himself, and he has wasted his outstanding talent!"

Piccolo snorted: "I think it's so good! I'm not interested in being one with that guy from God."

The first elder smiled kindly: "In short, child, you are not a demon, but a Namekian. The real demon is not so simple..."

Piccolo was a little embarrassed.

Bulma said casually behind: "Probably this is the so-called middle-two disease."

Piccolo's face turned green with embarrassment.

"It's your responsibility, so you didn't choose to go back to your hometown? Well... I didn't expect that after such a long period of time, another Namekian became a god, and he formed a relationship with some special Saiyans, and the fate of the world. It's amazing."

The first elder suddenly asked: "Child, don't you want to return to oneness?"

Piccolo said firmly: "I am me, God is God! I'm not interested in that guy!"

"Well... that's fine, then let me come and wake up your sleeping strength and talent."

The elder slowly closed his eyes.

Piccolo was startled, and suddenly felt that his qi was constantly increasing, and at the same time, the spiritual connection between him and the gods was gradually becoming weaker.

Krillin was shocked: "Bick...Bick is getting stronger? What's going on?!"

Neilu briefly explained: "The elder can guide the potential of others... Kadaz's child is a genius Namekian, in short, omnipotent, whether fighting, making dragon balls, or special abilities, fertility , both belong to the category of genius, but they are divided into two, causing this talent to be fragmented - now, the great elder is guiding his potential and talent, which may not be as good as the full period, but still has the beauty of surpassing the fighting type. The power of the nemesis."

Krillin's real name expressed envy.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said in surprise, "Can it be so easy to become stronger?"

"not necessarily."

Liu Lidong frowned, looking at the scene in front of her with some strangeness.

After a while, the Great Elder released his hand and said with a soft laugh, "Then... welcome back to your hometown, the Namekian named Piccolo."

Piccolo squeezed his fist and couldn't help showing an expression of shock and joy - this power! Maybe I can beat Sun Wukong? and many more……

Piccolo glanced at Sun Wuming, who was fighting with Qiqi from left to right, and found that the other party didn't even look at him... tsk! In other words, is there still a significant gap between Sun Wukong?

"Guests, in order to thank you for protecting Namek, please come here..."

The elder said softly, "I can bring out your potential."