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The first protagonist in the original Dragon Ball.

Monkey King, formerly known as Kakarot, was originally one of the orphans of Saiyan who revealed the earth.

Monkey King is sincere, somewhat natural, passionate and warlike, and full of justice.

Except for some bad brains, Monkey King is a perfect protagonist!

Nagato vaguely remembered that when he was in his first life, he was a fan of Monkey King for a while. Now that he wants to come, he can't help but feel deeply moved.

"Ah, how are you!"

After Nagato introduced himself, Monkey King immediately showed his iconic smile, "I am the Saiyan of the Earth, Monkey King, can you ask, are you strong?"

Speaking of the last, Monkey King's face couldn't help showing a bit of warfare.

Although he was a bit naive in character, Monkey King was not a real fool. He clearly remembered that when he descended on the Northern Realm King Star, he clearly only felt the breath of Lord Realm King.

And even now, he still couldn't notice the breath of these two people.

This level of ability to conserve interest is astonishing to Monkey King!

When Monkey King showed his fighting spirit, the face of the Northern Realm King suddenly became pale. Although the history of the original work has changed, the relationship between the Northern Realm King and Monkey King is still very good.

Fat Blue didn't want Monkey King, who was also an apprentice and friend, to offend the two mysterious and dangerous existences of Nagato and Qishi.

It's just that the Northern Realm King just opened his mouth and was about to say something, he was glanced at Nagato's purple and deep eyes, and for a short while, the Northern Realm King's head went blank.

After doing all this quietly, Nagato looked at Monkey King, and said leisurely: "As far as your level is concerned, it should be quite powerful, don't you want to compare it?"

"Of course, it's not me who made the shot, but my wife, Qishi, can you?"

"my pleasure!"

Hearing Nagato's question, a slightly malicious smile appeared on Yan Qishi's face. In an instant, a strange cold filled Sun Wukong's heart.

Sun Wukong, who originally wanted to work with Nagato, immediately subconsciously made a defensive action.

"It seems that you all agreed!"

Seeing Monkey King's posture, Nagato nodded leisurely, and then his gaze turned to the Realm King, "North Realm King, let's give them a little bit."

"...Uh, good, good!"

After reacting, the Northern Realm King knew that he couldn't stop it, and immediately took his pet away quickly.

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When Nagato, the King of the World, and the others retreated, Monkey King's defensive posture was maintained, and the natural expression on his face disappeared, turning into a solemn fighting spirit.

The Monkey King who understood the mystery of Qi could clearly perceive the danger hidden in the woman's body in front of him.

That obviously looked very weak, as if the body that fell when the wind blew was just imaginary!

Time is like this, a little bit passed by the two of them...

It wasn't until almost three minutes before everyone who watched the game frowned. The solemnity on Monkey King's face immediately turned into curiosity and distress, and he said: Dream Chinese www.cndnwx.com

"Well, isn't it about to go to war, why are you still like that?"

"Ok?!"

Upon hearing this, Qishi couldn't help but a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

However, the girl quickly realized that she suddenly realized that what Monkey King said was that she hadn't made any stance before the war.

It seemed that her posture made the Monkey King misunderstand that he was not ready...

"Ah, how long have you not encountered this situation?"

Suddenly, this thought flashed through Qishi's mind. If it were before, she would have felt very annoying. Back then, in the world where she was born, the girl had no idea how many times she had encountered similar situations.

But to this day, Yan Qishi couldn't help but feel nostalgic...

Subconsciously, the corners of the girl's mouth showed an arc.

It was an extremely hidden, malicious smile.

"Even if you say that, Mr. Monkey King, I have never put on a posture!"

Speaking of this, Qishi paused for a while, and then said, "But, Mr. Monkey King, don't you think that it's useless to posture or anything!"

"Put your posture when something happens, won't it slow you down?"

"Just like you are now!"

In the words, the girl's eyes seemed to faintly flashed, "With your posture, I can probably predict that your next move, rare moves will fall."

Hearing Qishi's words, even Monkey King, who was at the center of the battle, couldn't help being surprised.

"Of course, Mr. Monkey King can also think that I have taken a pose."

The whole body seemed to relax completely, and the girl showed the most natural posture, "The name of this posture is Virtual Sword Flow Zero Fig!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qi Shi didn't speak any more, but took a small step and walked towards Monkey King.

The girl's footsteps are very light, but it gives Monkey King an inexplicable sense of oppression!

"……what!!"

After a little hesitation, Monkey King screamed, and while dispelling all the distracting thoughts in his heart, the whole person instantly entered a state of fighting, charging!Then punch!

A simple attack, displayed in the hands of Monkey King, is comparable to the impact of lightning.

It's just that Monkey King's punch didn't work, because at the moment when the punch hit Qi Shi, the girl seemed to lose her gravity and turned into catkins floating in the wind.

Under the blow of the fist wind, the young girl avoided the fist in a weird manner.

The next moment, Qi Shi burst into a fierce breath, bent and rushed to the bottom of Monkey King, his right hand and five fingers gathered together, turning into an indestructible hand knife.

"Huh!!!"

The terrifying hand knife slashed out from bottom to top, faintly cutting through the space.

If it weren't for the last moment, Monkey King's intuition felt the crisis, and he would retreat subconsciously with the dance of the air, I'm afraid he would be broken by this hand knife.

But even so, a long crack appeared in Sun Wukong's clothes...... ..