I Am a Saiyan

Fu You vaguely understood something, declined with a smile, and looked at the dragon that was suppressed by the Demon King... That was probably the legendary dragon **** Sarama, the first living creature in this world, and could even represent A 'trend of thought' of the nature of this world, representing the world itself, woven into stories and dreams.

Sun Wuming glanced at the two: "You guys are so boring."

"You can't lose if you don't fight - at least when it comes to you."

The Demon King stared deeply at Sun Wuming, his smile flat.

"Oh... come on, tell your story."

Sun Wuming shrugged, isn't it normal for others to see through him? Sun Wuming has always been self-aware and doesn't care about things that are very simple for him: "According to what you said, it's not that I can't take the initiative to find you to fight."

Many, many people always need a reason to choose to fight, and Sun Wuming is also used to it, whether it is a bad person or a good person.

"After hearing this story, maybe you will be on my side."

The Demon King raised his head slightly, and said with a distant gaze, "There is a person who closed his eyes to sleep, so he had a dream. In this dream, he was born with the ability to erase everything in the dream, and was born with the beginning of the dream. , that existence represents the subconscious mind of dream waking, so he has the ability to deny everything, he is dream waking, dream waking is the breaking of everything in the dream, that is, everything is negated and erased, and he is the all-king, companion Born from a dream, instinctively recognizes all these falsehoods, and even can completely erase them."

"No matter how many times and spaces arise and die, this is essentially a difference in a dream. Naturally, no matter how many differences there are, there will always be a king who symbolizes the awakening of the subconscious."

"And on the edge of the dream, the power that maintains the dream's ability to continue has become another independent existence, that is, the dragon **** Salama I am sitting on. He maintains the existence of the entire dream, and thus allows the The dream itself has undergone corresponding changes - a boring dream, a dead dream, an empty dream, a desolate dream, naturally it is very likely that the sleeping existence will wake up, and when the dream wakes up, the world will naturally cease to exist. exist……"

"Whether it is God, the Dragon Ball system, or the **** of time, Salama stuffs these things into the foundation of dreams, so these things will naturally become the manifestation of dreams, and those who are dreaming will also naturally construct Some things, such as people, such as planets, such as the world itself - these will be recorded in the foundation of the dream, that is, the inspiration of the evolutionary world itself, and the inspiration will also record everything, and naturally with the passage of time, will They came out little by little."

"There is a story called Sun Wukong's wrath against Frieza. It happened in the previous era, and it will continue to exist in the next era. It exists in this time and space, and it will exist in another time and space. This is the evidence that inspiration itself builds the world and records everything."

"So, all the worlds are generally like this. The gods create the cradle and sing the lullaby of 'the world is alive and full of vitality'. The details of the inside are different, but it does not prevent people with the same name and the same outside. With a plausible, but incomparably similar story."

"Who will be born, what race will exist, who will perform a certain story with whom in the future, and the story will be fully recorded by inspiration, and eventually turned into something called destiny, while the demons are born out of contradictions Mistakes and omissions, just like the dream itself is full of 'contradictions', the way to make all contradictions look less fragmented and strange is to condense these contradictions into a whole - this is the birth of the Demon Race, which is also free from the edge of the dream , but fell into a deep dream.”

"This is Creation Theory, a dream creates the world and all beings, a thought creates a person, an idea creates a story, so the thing that evolves everything is called inspiration, and everything is just the continuation of the dream ...... Just like at this moment, I have injected power and contradictory information into these inspirations that have evolved everything from the source of time and space, so the inspiration has occupied all the gaps, and the dream has stagnated, and everything has fallen into stillness and silence. , waiting for the moment to wake up and return to falsehood."

The Demon King stopped and asked, "How? Do you understand?"

Sun Wuming asked: "I understand - so what do you want to do?"

"Inspiration itself has a limit. It keeps recording everything, and it is destined to reach the limit one day. At that time, everything will fall into stagnation like it is now. This is just a false dream after all, that is, there is no infinite delusion, nor does it exist The endless future, like the content of inspiration records and evolution, is not only the doomed destruction, but also the fate itself."

The Demon King raised his finger and pointed to the stone gate in the mouth of the dragon head below: "I have suppressed Salama, this seemingly ordinary stone gate is the limit leading to reality - there is an endless place with an infinite future. , What I want is not to indulge in this illusory dream, the joys and sorrows of all beings, love and hate, but the falsehood of a floating dream, I want to open this door and seek truth."

"Sun Wuming, are you going to block me? Or step into the future with me? I can understand you - it was because I rebelled against this destiny and attacked destiny itself in the **** battle that I opened up in this falsehood. The only truth is the realm and the power of the soul in your mouth. We were born in this illusory and absurd dream. The most real thing is not other things, but our will itself, and the real soul is never reconciled to the illusory dream. , destined to embark on the path of seeking truth."

"You are a very real person, Sun Wuming, so we don't need to fight, you long to be stronger, you long for a stronger opponent, you long for the battle itself, then one day, you will also come to the front of this door, go there A broader future and boundless, seeking stronger opponents."

The Demon King looked at Sun Wuming: "What's your answer? Do you want to die in this false dream, or step through this door and step into the real future?"

Sun Wuming looked at the Demon King quietly, his eyes were very strange: "That..."

The Demon King asked, "Do you have any questions?"

"Aren't people supposed to die?"

Chapter 464 I have never been smart (finale)

It’s probably like talking about the rise and fall of races, the future of the country, the future of civilization, and academic research meetings. Suddenly, someone slapped the table and exclaimed that the potato chips next door were half price…

"Are you kidding? Sun Wuming."

The smile on the Demon King's face faded: "I don't think a human who is as strong as you can understand what I just said-then, you don't care or don't care, do you?"

"Hey? Can you actually see it?"

Sun Wuming was a little surprised. Except for Sister Dong, very few people gave him the feeling of understanding what he was thinking. It was rare for him to have an interest in chatting and chatting, instead of getting big when he came up, of course he couldn't get big. , after all, the other party doesn't want to fight with him.

I've always been a civilized and polite person. If others don't want to fight, of course it's impossible to punch each other in the face without saying anything.

"Simply put, you think this world is fake, and you're going to find it, so you're going to destroy this world and open that door—it's that simple, right?"

Sun Wuming raised his finger and pointed at the stone gate in the dragon's mouth, and looked at the Demon King: "I'm not very smart, I can't understand what you said about the creation of dreams and a lot of theories, but what do you want to do? I misunderstood this matter, or am I right?"

"right."

The Demon King stood up from above the dragon head, and in the short answer, the momentum on his body was progressively increasing, and the vast power accompanied Sun Wuming's indifferent answer, and gradually lifted the veil.

"Then, even if you don't want to fight with me, I will fight with you."

Sun Wuming shook his head in confusion and said: "Sure enough, you are also a person who has no purpose and can't fight... But most people are like this, I'm almost used to it, whether it's Frieza or Bro Whether it is good or not, many, many people I have played against, when the goal is achieved, they often have no interest and motivation to fight."

"So, what do you think? Sun Wuming."

The Demon King was a little interested. Although he did understand something vaguely from the opponent's strength and the brief confrontation, he didn't seem to have a direct dialogue to understand it. liar.

"What do you think? No. 21 often says that I am an illiterate fool, and I am indeed an illiterate fool, so if you ask me what I think, it is difficult for me to explain clearly. If you have to say it...it doesn't matter."

Feeling the turbulent aura of strength from the other party, the aura permeated the air, and he had never encountered a strong will he had ever felt before. Sun Wuming slowly turned to face the Demon King, his toes pressed firmly on the floor of the square, and his expression gradually became excited, but He firmly restrained his will to fight and let it wait for the right moment.

"I've never been smart, so people who aren't smart can't understand others - I think Frieza's dream of a cosmic emperor is boring, so it's better to practice. I think Tianjin Fan gradually spends his energy on leaving behind the inheritance of martial arts. Things are very boring, so I might as well go to practice, I think it’s boring for my mother to mess around with housework every day, so I think it’s better to practice, I think Sister Dong is very talented, so I think it’s better to practice, I think the 21st study of science and boring, it’s better to practice…”

"However, I knew from a young age that I was not smart, and my mother and No. 21 taught me one thing, that is to be a good person, unfortunately I don't quite understand how to be a good person, but fortunately I don't need to To understand, Sister Dong said, it is better to understand yourself than to understand others."

"That's right, the only person I understand is myself, and the person I understand best is only myself, and other people don't care about other things, so it doesn't matter, I never ask for anything, I don't I think what others do is right, and I don’t think what others do is wrong, because I’m not smart, I can’t see the future, and I can’t understand the past, so I don’t care.”

"I don't think I'm right, because I don't think anything is wrong, so I basically ignore what other people want to do. I don't want to agree, I don't want to help, I don't want to oppose, and I don't want to stop it, because I only understand If you don't know anything about yourself, don't mix things you don't understand, isn't this a normal thing?"

"I only like to practice and fight, to become stronger and stronger, and I don't care about everything else - only one thing."

The dark aura permeated and ascended, silently conveying the will to collide with the Demon King.

"Then cut off the possibility of strong people appearing. There was a King Quan who wanted to wipe out the world, so I'm going to fight him, because after being wiped out, those who are likely to become stronger, become stronger, and fight with him. It is impossible for the person I fought against to appear, that is something I rarely see outside of battle and cultivation, and I want to do it on my own initiative."

"So are you now."

Sun Wuming clenched his fists, stared at the Demon King's eyes, and gradually raised his fighting spirit: "I can't understand you, so it's useless if you say more, I only know one thing, your thoughts and actions, will Cut off the possibility of stronger ones appearing."

"Perhaps in your opinion, it is true. I thought you should be the human being who has the least memory of this fantasy, neither like Vegeta who is obsessed with family and family, nor like Sun Wukong who loves the earth - now come Look, even if you were born by fate, are you still the child of Monkey King after all? I remember this dream that will eventually reach its end and vain."

The Demon King sighed with regret, but was inexplicably happy: "I didn't understand you, this is a pleasant accident."

"Dream has an end, but what does this have to do with you letting the dream come to an end and stopping everything? People will die one day, what does this have to do with you killing someone? Sure enough, I still can't do it. To understand what other people think..."

But it doesn't matter, they are all going to fight anyway, and the other party seems to finally have a serious fight with him.

Sun Wuming's eyes narrowed, and he was about to kill the Demon King directly.

"Yeah!!"

ah? Dad's voice? !

Sun Wuming's eyes moved, and he shouted bad!

Someone is going to rob! !

The figure that came directly from outside the square had already swept over in the blink of an eye, heading straight for the Demon King above the dragon head.

boom--!

The fist hit the Demon King, but it didn't actually hit the opponent, but hit a layer of gray-black gas barrier.

The opponent's anger has become so terrifying that it is easy to let it out, and can you block your own punch?

Bang Bang Bang Bang! !

In the blink of an eye, a few fists smashed the air barrier into a crack, but in this short gap, the Demon King stretched out his hand and patted it, his palm passed through the shadow of the fist, and when the chest was in the middle, the gray-black aura flashed away, and it was invisible!

"Wow--!"

Sun Wuming was stunned again - eh? Why is there a piercing sound? !

boom! The person who came fell down, turned over and landed in the square, standing still.

His movements and postures tended to slow down at an extremely fast speed, and he seemed to be completely stagnant - but with a burst of bright light, he turned to smooth movements and postures again.

"It's you who stopped all time and space?!"

"What a strong guy!"

Judging from the appearance... Gogeta?

But the voice of the speech was not an accent, but a sentence from Sun Wukong's voice, followed by a sentence from Vegeta's voice, like a neuropathy communicating with himself.

Of course, these are not the most important, the most important thing in Sun Wuming's view is-

"Wow! Dad! Trick your head! How did your hair turn into a marquee?!"

Standing on the square, Gogeta has colorful hair! And it is a gradient of colorful, even because of the alternating and cyclic rendering of multiple colors, so that people can see at a glance that there are any colors, not only the hair color, but even the arrogance naturally formed by Gogeta due to his too strong qi. Colorful gradient, repeating cycle.

No need to repeat too much, the moment he appeared on the stage, he was the most beautiful boy in the audience.

"Hey! It's cool!"

Sun Wukong's voice.

"Ugly! How can TMD transform like this!"

Vegeta clearly disagreed.

"It looks like Dad, your fusion technique has indeed researched something - but this is my opponent."

Sun Wuming crossed the Gogeta and turned his eyes to the Demon King.

I don't care how I feel about the world, I don't have any opinions, I don't have any opinions, and I don't mean to interfere, but the Demon King is the extreme opposite. Even if the dream in his eyes is turned into silence, he must break through the illusion and destiny and seek the truth. .

Well, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is - you can let go and fight!

"Wu Ming... eh? It's really rare that you take the initiative to hit someone."

Sun Wukong was a little surprised, but he didn't back down: "But Wuming, I came first!"

Yes, the one who punched me just now was me—

"Fart! Obviously it's me!" Vegeta said angrily, "I swung the fist!"

"But my feet are my feet!"

Sun Wukong is plausible.

Whoosh-!

When the two were arguing, Sun Wuming had already rushed over.

- Terrible! To be robbed!

The powerful breath intertwined and collided, turning into a gesture of resisting each other's fists.

The gray-black aura spread all the way from the palm of the Demon King towards Sun Wuming's fist, and Sun Wuming's movements were slightly sluggish.

The Demon King is not surprised. Born from inspiration, people who come from the source, no matter who they are, can't resist this kind of lag, maybe as the other party said or even thinks that it is a very common thing - everything has an end. , people will die, the world will decline, and the dream will reach its end.

People's death is changing, perhaps with a scream, a few thoughts, unwillingness, or a sigh of relief?

"The death of the world, so peaceful, all things come to an end, solidified into a scene, waiting for the moment of shattering—"

boom!

The Demon King widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the fist that hit the front of his cheek and Sun Wuming who was not slowed down.

"I'm illiterate, I can't understand neither the future nor the past—"

"Leave gossip aside! Show your fist!"

The pitch-black light rushed from the front to smash through the air barrier surrounding the Demon King.

Sun Wuming raised his fist high, and was immediately suppressed by a strong energy storm. The Demon King raised his hand and swept across, sweeping Sun Wuming off the square between the gaps.

"Okay! Go Ming lost! Vegeta, let's go!"

"What do you mean by us! I'm the only one who got there! Get out of the way for me! Don't do anything!"

Vegeta roared and competed with Sun Wukong for control of Gogeta's hands and feet.

Sun Wuming fell to the ground and glanced at the dance, accompanied by a colorful gradient of light, a color change is an action, a very rhythmic Gogeta... Could this be the disco dance that Goten said?

"what--!!!"

A scream came suddenly, interrupting Vegeta and Sun Wukong who were fighting for the right to operate.

I saw Dracumilla's expression twisted, and a short knife pierced his body from behind.

"Fuu—you—"

"You're wrong about that, not just me, but Mitchcapra..."

The gray-black air spreads and spreads, mixed with some colorful streamers that have been dipped in it. Before Dracumilla can say anything, the whole person suddenly turns into a vortex and merges into the short knife in Fuyou's hand.

The dagger radiated a gradual colorful light, gradually stagnating under the attack of the gray-black aura, and finally turned into a solidified shell covering the dagger, and the power of this shell even poured into Fuyou's body in turn—— And the Demon King raised his hand, and the inspiration of the lingering Dragon God Salama swept away, covering Fuyou directly.

"call……"