I Am a Saiyan

Vegeta glanced at Sun Wukong and raised his chin to indicate the direction.

Sun Wukong looked around and couldn't help but be stunned.

All kinds of pigment squares are piled up in the sky and the earth, smeared arbitrarily, like a child waving a big hand on a realistic landscape painting, the product of random graffiti, mountains are not mountains, water is not water, the world looks like riddled with holes...

Sun Wuming, whose dark aura was rising, was clearly visible, raising his hand to shoot a dark qigong wave.

The azure blocks that were vaguely moving and changing were concentrated, and flew backwards along with an instantly blurred path. After leaving some areas with extremely low resolution, the azure blocks instantly became clear. It was the sneak attack that did not talk about martial arts. His own dragon man, the other party jumped back and killed it again, and the moment he rushed into the blurred area, he became a blurred color block again.

"Um...this strange feeling..."

Sun Wukong concentrated his mind, entered the state of no-self and transformed, and vaguely understood: "So it is."

"Sun, why is that so?" Piccolo frowned, "What's the situation with that guy? Here..."

"This is a very strange environment. It's not the earth we usually live in. It's more like a dream created by the other party, or the world is made up of the dreams of all people on earth."

Liu Lidong pondered: "After all, it is a created world, and it is not as solid as a normal world. Coupled with Wuming's egoism, his attack directly interferes with this dream, breaking the appearance of the dream and disturbing the deep structure..."

"Oh, is that so? It's no wonder that when I exert my self-awareness, I always feel that I occasionally hear strange noises. Is that someone talking in my sleep?" Sun Wukong was stunned, "Oh? Xiaodong, why are you here? Go somewhere safe."

Liu Lidong shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I think it's very safe here, and there are...some things, maybe you need my help."

"Tsk! It doesn't matter!"

Vegeta retracted his gaze to observe Sun Wukong, and said a little irritably: "What the **** is that guy Wuming doing?! Let's just deal with that guy neatly and get over this matter earlier?! What the **** is he thinking?! I've been beating that guy for three hours!"

"Well..." Liu Lidong smiled delicately, "Brother Wuming, I'm not interested in killing each other."

"Ah? It's the same stinky problem as Kakarot again?" Vegeta's eyes twitched, and he suddenly reacted, "Wait - if Wuming doesn't solve that guy, then what kind of dream will continue?"

"Nothing will last forever, it's just that changes are hard to predict. Brother Wuming is just doing what he wants. Once a person dies, there is no way to become stronger, and an opponent who cannot become stronger cannot defeat himself..."

Liu Lidong thoughtfully said: "In a sense, it just happened to cause a strong freeze to the other party's action logic - if it continues, what will change, I really can't say."

Piccolo heard the implication: "Do you know what the condition of the enemy is?"

"It's a god, it's a dragon, and it's the will of a certain devil..."

It is the gods, so he longs for defeat, death, to end the dream that trapped the people on earth, and to let everything return to peace and tranquility.

It is the will of the Demon King, so he is eager to destroy the dream, turn himself from an illusion to a reality, and add some chaos to the world dominated by the gods.

The power of the dragon has become the link and balance between the two.

The will of the Demon King has eroded the dragon with power, the gods and the dragon are assimilated to check and balance, the conflicting will shapes the existence of the contradiction, and the Sun Wuming standing in front of him makes the contradiction even more acute——

"Sun Wuming! Just destroy me neatly! Otherwise, all the people on earth will be trapped in this dream! The power of the dragon will still fall into the hands of evil!"

The spirit of the gods was shaking, and it was even more of a headache than when he saw Sun Wukong feeding Bick with fairy beans.

"Or I will destroy you! Completely subvert both sides of the virtual and the real, come from the dream to the reality, and make the real earth turn into nothingness-give the gods the pain of fangs!"

The will of the Demon King is whispering, pushing the dragon man to continuously attack Sun Wuming.

laugh--!

The dark light blurred the dream, and knocked the dragon who rushed over again.

"Hahaha! Fighting is not like this!"

Sun Wuming's chasing punch failed, his consciousness locked on the teleported dragon man and released, and his elbow slammed into the chest and abdomen of the dragon man who appeared behind him.

The pitch-black aura pierced through the dragon's chest with an elbow.

But the seven dragon **** flashed brightly, and the dragon man was unscathed, throwing a punch on the back of Sun Wuming's head.

His expression is a bit grim, and with the lengthy and intense battle, the battle between the two wills is even more contradictory. For example, when Sun Wuming resists the attack hard and slashes a dark qi sword with his backhand, the gods are drinking high, and let me die. , the Demon King is roaring to use his ability, and immediately dodge!

There is no room for distraction in the fierce battle, and the conflict of wills also needs a buffer to turn into the idea of ​​actual action, and after this buffer, there is no result, and the passing air sword has already slashed his body.

"What are you thinking?! If you want to fight, show me your skills! You insist on fighting, and you're grinding—"

Sun Wuming raised his hand and grabbed the restored dragon man, and threw it to the ground with a swing of his hands. He was also on fire. He clearly felt that you could exert stronger power. Why do you have to fight and hide your hand again? !

Boom-!

"I said - kill me! Or I kill you!"

The dragon man turned over and jumped out of the big pit, kicking hard in the face.

boom!

His chest was sunken, and his body staggered backwards in embarrassment.

"What am I going to do, it's your turn to take care of me?!"

Sun Wuming snorted coldly, condensed his fists with a dark breath, and continued to greet the dragon man as he moved: "Give me a good feel for how to fight!"

The right shoulder punched hard, and the force broke into the body, causing the body to become unbalanced.

In the blink of an eye, another punch in the abdomen, trying to ease the imbalance, immediately collapsed.

"Hey! Ha! Drink!"

The storm-like attacks constantly repulsed the dragon man. It is not that the dragon man did not have the will to use the dragon ball, but every time Sun Wuming was mixed with the impact of a strong will, when he was hit, not only his body was unbalanced, but his thinking was somewhat impacted and stagnant. a feeling of.

He was punched and his head went blank.

When he came back to his senses, he was blasted out by a side-shoulder blow, and he fell to the ground with a snap.

Dragon Ball gleamed.

The unrecognizable dragon man climbed up and played with his taste: "Sun Wuming - the gods are asking you, what do you want to do?"

"Am I fighting with you?"

Sun Wuming shook his hand and raised his chin: "How is it? You finally understand, right? You can't beat me with your current strength, so don't fight, just practice honestly and become stronger and then beat me! I It feels like you have a lot of potential, just like that little dwarf Frieza."

"What are you kidding?"

The smile on the dragon man's face froze, and even the will of the gods and the devil did not know how to react at this moment: "Do you understand? I am alive, then all the earthlings can only be in this dream, if you don't kill me, Just stay in this cage..."

Sun Wuming said strangely: "Although I can't get out? Not only did I go out before, I also came in!"

"Do you think everyone is the same as you? Those earthlings can't wake up on their own. If you don't defeat me, they won't be able to wake up if you make a wish. They can only live in this dream!"

Sun Wuming is even more strange: "So what?"

so what?

The dragon man can't be beaten all of a sudden: "So you don't defeat me! There's no way to protect the earth!"

"But that's what Dad wants to do, and I don't want to." Sun Wuming pouted, "If you have to say what I want to do—can't you play more seriously?"

Blood pressure, a little high.

The dragon man can't tell what the mood of the gods is now. The gods are waiting for Sun Wuming to kill him, but Sun Wuming himself has no such idea, and at this moment belongs to the will of the devil, and is roaring and roaring, showing in words: "Then why did you stop it? Me? When I turn the earth into nothingness and myself into reality, you can fight against the stronger me!"

"That won't do."

Sun Wuming immediately shook his head and said: "Murdering is boring, and people die, but there is no chance to become stronger. If you want to kill all the people on earth, you have to defeat me first, maybe there will be some people on earth in the future. Many guys have become very strong? Murder is the most boring thing, you have nothing to do... but... eh? But what's the matter..."

The dragon man has a weird expression: "Sustainable development?"

"Yes! Of course I don't accept your approach without the concept of sustainable development!" Sun Wuming exclaimed, "You know this word, you are really smart!"

"Ha... Being praised by you guy, why do I only feel angry?"

The dragon man was suddenly at a loss, he couldn't fight, and the other party was not interested in putting an end to himself, and it seemed impossible to play any conspiracy and tricks to bypass the other party... Contradiction, the conflict of wills between himself as a **** and a demon king, figurative The existence of transformation is already contradictory enough, but this guy's words and deeds are even more contradictory in his opinion.

Nasty, and a little tired.

"I said, can you just give me a treat?"

"what?"

Sun Wuming showed a look of contempt: "If you want to die, why don't you just die yourself? Ask me why?"

"But I can't die by myself!" The dragon man wanted to curse, "Don't you understand?! The gods and the demon king are the ones who are leading my actions..."

Sun Wuming suddenly raised his hand, and a strong black light gathered, he smiled casually, and pressed his aura: "Oh, then do you want to die?"

Tenjin: Hurry up and send me back to the West!

Demon King: Resist me to the end!

"...Want or not."

"Oh."

laugh--!

The jet-black air sword attacked from the front, and the clarity of the dream world plummeted.

Relying on the control of dreams and the power of Dragon Ball?

no! That kind of thing is free in front of Sun Wuming!

Can rely on, only their own strength!

The dragon man burst into energy and raised his hand to block it in front of him, but with some knowledge of the gods and demon kings, he could clearly judge it - he couldn't stop it himself!

The burst of energy was smashed by layers of qi swords that stabbed unswervingly.

The dragon man's eyes widened, and he roared: "Drink ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The gray-black arrogance that kept bursting out without turning back, seemed a little weak and weak in front of this blow, until all the things that could be done were done, the dragon man could only watch the attack come to the front...

Om-!

The qi sword moved from movement to stillness, and stopped in front of the dragon man's eyebrows.

Sun Wuming shrugged and smiled clearly: "Why do you think so much mess? You just don't want to die? What gods and demon kings, listen to others, what can you do? What do the gods want, what do the demon kings want, and what can you do? What does it have to do with you?"

"Victory and defeat are always played out. It's not just talking about it, thinking about it in your heart, and you can get the result."

"..."

The dragon's expression was a little strange.

Sun Wuming looked sideways: "Hey, are you scared?"

A faint white light suddenly enveloped the dragon man's body.

Among the huge and empty powers that depended on the gods, the demon king and the dragon, there was a faint bud of will, which was as fragile as a candle in the wind, flickering and dissipating at any time.

The god, who was entangled in the will of the demon king, was very shocked.

In the fuselage of the three, the spark of the soul was born - it was almost like a person had a dream, and the person in the dream truly became a person.

is it possible?

The gods don't know, there are too many things that I don't understand. It stands to reason that this is just a body produced in the confrontation between myself and the demon king. It is influenced by myself and the demon king... because the spiritual conflict between myself and the demon king is too intense. , This aura was born in the contradiction? Or is it that Sun Wuming's solipsism, the power that reflects the influence of self-will, catalyzed the birth of this weak mind?

Or, vaguely, from this smear of soul, I felt the familiar breath of Shenlong.

Silent all the time, as the dragon that maintains himself and the Demon King, he seems to have made a wish... Who am I?

Does Shenlong have such a wish?

Is there such a thing as not knowing the answer?

The gods are also not clear, but he seems to have overlooked something.

The position of the gods is succeeded by Dandy, who has completed enough practice to be competent.

The safety of the earth can already be handed over to Goku...or rather, he has been begging Goku all the time.

The matter of natural life and death has already been seen through, and there is nothing to worry about.

Just after arranging the aftermath and falling into a state of retirement, I have indeed overlooked something-creating dragon **** is the innate talent of some Namekians, creating dragon balls, the birth of dragons, and the fulfillment of wishes, everything is taken for granted.

I hadn't thought about how to arrange Shenlong, but just transferred the connection to Dandy, so that there is a guarantee of Dragon Ball on the earth. From the beginning to the end, there was no such thing as the idea of ​​Shenlong... why? Shenlong always disappears after fulfilling his wishes, and has never expressed his dissatisfaction? Or maybe Dragon Ball is Dragon Ball, fulfilling wishes is Shenlong's vocation, and the other party likes to fulfill wishes for others? Or is it my own desire to think that protecting the earth requires the power of Dragon Ball, so Dragon Ball must stay on the earth?

Doubts, thoughts, and all kinds of questions flashed by.

The Demon King's will resolutely exudes hostility, trying to destroy this little spiritual spark. What the other party needs is not a hammer that can think about whether to smash the wall, but a hammer that can smash the wall.

When the gods reacted, he found that he had taken action to protect that spark of soul.

Then, use your spiritual power as nourishment to instill this tiny will.

Let yourself, the creator, make your wishes come true.

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