I Am a Saiyan

Sun Wuming raised his hand and fired a qigong bomb, knocking the Saiyan with a bruised nose and a swollen face away.

not enough! Fighting is not enough! Lock up your power! Completely tame those ups and downs!

Sun Wuming's arm shook, and there were vague chains of illusory Qi floating.

Too many, and too strong - not to say how strong the individual is, but the overall strength is too strong.

In a situation where you need to control the force, every shot will inevitably take more effort and energy.

Although these Saiyans are more about martial arts, usually only two or three people go up at the same time, and the other Saiyans on the edge will not make sneak attacks, but with the hard power of these Saiyans, there are no two or two left behind. Three tricks, it is difficult to solve quickly.

However, Sun Wuming felt that this kind of deliberately keeping his hands in the battle was vaguely suitable for him to control his current qi. His record was not very good, but he just beat a dozen Saiyans, Yamoshi and Sun Wuhan, already. Hundreds of Saiyans were temporarily incapacitated, but...

"Drink!"

Yamosy and a Saiyan, arms crossed, fists slamming into each other's doors.

The Saiyan fainted and fell on the spot, and Yamosy was also knocked down and smashed to the ground. He stood up panting, his body swaying vaguely, his hair constantly changing between black and gold...

This strange posture, although very strong, consumes physical strength very quickly!

Yamosy found himself a little unsustainable.

He observed the battlefield from left to right. The young Saiyan who had grown tall, now turned back to his blond posture, and was also fighting with a little breath. In terms of strength, the muscle posture with the green fire just now is stronger, but it obviously consumes more. , so that the other party has to switch to the blond posture.

Sun Wufan stunned a Saiyan with one kick, and punched the Saiyan from behind with a backhand, turning it into a shooting star flying to the sky. For the first time in his life, he felt that it was not a strong opponent that was the most difficult to deal with.

This kind of strength is not extremely strong, but it has a certain level. A large number of enemies that can pass a few moves are also quite difficult to fight.

"Yamoshi! How many Saiyans are there!!"

Son Gohan couldn't help roaring, he didn't feel that there were fewer Saiyans around.

"Hahahaha, there are not many Saiyans living in this city. I guess they are all disturbed by our battle... Well, it's about two or three thousand. Come on!"

Yamosy struck the sword twice in a row, and with a flash, he stunned the Saiyans who were rushing in coordination.

"?!"

Sun Wufan is speechless, is it two or three thousand scary? Do not! What is terrible is two or three thousand soldiers!

After defeating a Saiyan again, Yamosy smiled tiredly, unable to maintain the state of a Super Saiyan, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

Those Saiyans were also very talkative about martial arts, and they didn't mean to take the opportunity to sneak up on him. They just stared at the two people who could continue to fight, and kept rushing one by one to be beaten.

Yamosy looked at the other young Saiyan who didn't turn blond hair... The other party was very strange. He didn't appear to be panting or tired, but the strength and speed displayed in the battle seemed to be constantly declining, and his body surface didn't know when It is also very strange to have some illusory chains wrapped around it.

Why are there so many strange Saiyans today?

"Hey!"

"Shut up!"

"Drink!"

Using both hands and feet, they approached in the air, and in a series of stormy beatings, Sun Wuming kicked out, and the bruised Saiyan crashed into the ruins and stirred up a cloud of smoke.

Sun Wuming didn't gasp for breath. In his black hair, there was only a strand of bangs on his forehead, and there was still a golden flower.

One last step to go!

"Next time, change me!"

A Saiyan jumped into the battle circle: "Boy, that's good enough! But are you okay? If you want to temporarily truce, I won't agree, at most I will give you a breather!"

"Give me 10 seconds and I'll beat you guys in 10 seconds."

Sun Wuming thought for a while and suggested.

Saiyan expectantly said: "Okay! Wait ten seconds for you!"

Sun Wuming closed his eyes.

Divide Qi into different parts of the body...Transformation is essentially a change, using the characteristics of Saiyans to produce changes, although in most cases, this change is from weak to strong, in order to transform The familiarity, through the media to deduce a higher level of power, complete the 'process', and then achieve the result through transformation.

Evolution and transformation, let the qi conflict and become unstable, then use transformation to separate the slightly chaotic power...

Boom!

Sun Gohan fell from the sky and smashed next to him. He stood up out of breath, his blond hair softened to black, and he looked around a little... There were at least five hundred Saiyans.

If there is really no way, there are only two options to clear the field, the killer and the run.

"Drink—!"

Sun Wuming let out a low roar, and the chains on his body continued to merge into his body, completely separating the chaotic Qi!

Integrate those stronger powers into chains, and let those weaker powers be quietly stored in the cells—under the conscious excitation, the body begins to adapt to this change, naturally records this change, and engraves it little by little on the body and the body. in the spirit.

The last strand of blonde hair in the bangs faded to black.

Sun Wuming opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose: "It's been a long wait!"

"Huh? Why do you feel like you're getting weaker?"

Saiyan was a little puzzled.

Sun Wufan also felt that Sun Wuming had become weaker, but he compared his knowledge and his experience against Frieza, and vaguely had a guess: "Big brother! You...you finally finished that?!"

"Hmm...of course."

Sun Wuming raised his right hand and squeezed his fist lightly. A series of chain breaking sounds suddenly erupted in his body, and he showed a cheerful expression full of fighting intent.

"Release the transformation."

He has bright blond hair, no arrogance on his body, and green pupils.

Sun Wuming looked around at hundreds of Saiyans.

A steady and solid strong breath did not leak out at all.

"This is not a Super Saiyan transformed from a Saiyan, this is a Super Saiyan evolved from a Saiyan."

"Come on! You'd better go up together!"

Chapter 179: The Saiyan Order

boom!

An elbow knocked out the Saiyan's teeth, and the Saiyan fell down on the spot.

boom!

The Dragon Fist hit the chin, and the Saiyan's chin made a cracking sound and flew high into the sky, unable to fall to the ground.

Sun Wuming landed a foot and stomped a Saiyan into the ground with a bang.

boom!

Resisting the fist of a certain Saiyan, the qi flowed, and the blue energy instantly wrapped and blocked the opponent, suppressing the opponent's qi.

Under the suppression of qi, the other party was bombarded by a brain and turned into a boulder on the ground.

Under the attack of flowing clouds and flowing water, all the Saiyans who were closer were seriously injured and fell into coma.

Sun Wuming moved his body and waved at all Saiyans.

"I said, you'd better go together!"

All the Saiyans who couldn't hold back their fighting spirit rushed up together, and their thoughts were very similar.

Feel this power and want to collide with this power!

"This, what is this?"

Yamosy was amazed: "Why does it feel different from the yellow hair we have become... not the same?"

"This is a Super Saiyan who evolved from a Saiyan! By definition, it is to stabilize the normal state in the state of a Super Saiyan! There will be no physical exhaustion caused by transformation, and there will be no after transformation. The performance of the qi that cannot be completely controlled!"

Sun Wufan has already seen the way.

"That forced evolution was the result of a mixture of evolution and transformation, which caused the elder brother to step on two roads at the same time, and there was no way to continue."

"So the eldest brother will separate the scattered and mixed qi after forcibly evolving it by transforming - to stimulate the change of qi by fighting, consciously control the gradual separation of energy, and use the lock qigong to suppress the effect of qi, which will be high and low. The qi is suppressed at a very low level, and then through the control of the 'road', the body can remember this change, thus completing a transformation of suppressing strength!"

"The transformation of the reverse restraint power has freed the normal state from the dilemma of intertwining evolution and transformation, and fixed the power and form of transformation in the black-haired posture, so that the normal state will naturally become the posture of a Super Saiyan!"

Sun Wufan was very excited, although it did not seem to be as powerful as the forced evolution, after all, it was under the cooperation of No. 21, which was equivalent to a certain degree of transformation on the basis of one evolution... This breath is perfect and stable, there is no doubt that Sun Wuming succeeded Take a new step!

With the knowledge of the 'road', Sun Wufan vaguely felt that this is also a reference for...transformation!

For example, the Super Saiyan Green Flame, which refers to the idea of ​​​​the transformation of the Devil Saiyan, improves the qi, strengthens the muscles and bones, purifies the blood of the Saiyan, and then performs a certain mental stimulation to complete the transformation.

Evolving the posture of a Super Saiyan, Sun Gohan feels that it is also a direction - for example, in the state of transforming into a Super Saiyan, learn the idea of ​​​​evolving a Super Saiyan, control his own burning gas, and withdraw Jin Yan into the body , so that the non-combat state has no consumption.

That should represent another path for Super Saiyans.

Son Gohan had a faint feeling, he knew that he would definitely not be able to go that way, but it can be used as a reference to study the breath of controlling the Super Saiyan Green Flame, and put it away instead of following Uncle Vegeta's. Qi=strength' theory, continue to raise Qi up... In that case, the body's toughness has a limit, and he will explode.

The setting sun was about to fall into the ground, and the battle was drawing to a close.

Sun Wuming separated the phantoms that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, and greeted more than a dozen Saiyans at the same time.

Instant shot, flashed away.

More than a dozen Saiyans flew out and fell to the ground humming.

"Finish work!"

"Space... um... I seem to be able to feel the space a bit..."

Sun Wuming murmured and didn't take it to heart. He came to Morgan, who had recovered a bit, and asked, "Where is the Super Saiyan God?"

"Cough cough, don't worry... I'll have it later, although I don't know where you know it, but it will definitely be the **** of the Saiyans..."

Morgan smiled, and suddenly he looked the other way

A Saiyan who was covered in bruises and wounds stood up.

He held a small instrument that projected an image.

"Nameks, Saiyans..."

Sitting on a chair, legs crossed, black thorns on his head, quiet black eyes, tail wrapped around his waist, wearing a combat uniform, his face is a little old, in terms of Isaiah's physiology, there should be hundreds of old age.

There is no doubt that this is a Saiyan, but it is only a projection, and it also shows an inexplicable aura.

Sun Wuming looked at the projection curiously, um... I didn't feel like a trash fish.

"Spech."

Yamosy stood up, sighed, looked at the projection, and revealed the identity of the other party.

"Yamoshi, should you call me King Spech—or did you really decide to betray the Saiyans?"

Speci looked at Yamosy and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter a little fight, bring those two Nameks to me."

Small talk? Son Gohan turned his head to look at the city that had been turned into ruins, and vaguely felt a lot of crumbling aura... Not the Saiyans, but the residents of those cities, maybe they were consciously controlling their attacks when they were fighting, but the race against them Asians, don't care.

Yamosy scratched his hair: "Spege, you shouldn't be able to represent the Saiyans."

Speci laughed: "I unified all the Saiyans, I led the Saiyans out of the planet, and I began to unify the Saiyans. The total number of Saiyans is less than 20,000, of which the strong ones are even more powerful. There are only a handful of them, and now there are millions of Saiyans and they are extremely prosperous. Any Saiyan who walks out of the home planet can run rampant in the universe...I can't represent the Saiyans, who can represent, you?"

"No, I mean you don't represent me."

Yamosy laughed and said, "The old guy is my friend! I want to protect him!"

"I'm still a little weird."

Spetch propped his cheeks and asked with interest: "How can He Dehe be friends with Saiyans, who are just a Namekian? Is it because he is very strong?"

"That's not true. I didn't know the old guy was strong before."

Yamosy recalled: "At the beginning, I just had a bad meal and got to know this old guy. Later, sometimes I said a few words, sometimes I hurt each other... I became friends with him, it should not be because He's strong."

Speci said with emotion: "Interesting, the arrogant Saiyan is actually a Namekian who betrayed his own race, but you are a strong man, and your transformation can bring Saiyans to a new realm ...Well, as long as I hand over the Dragon Balls, my wish will come true."

Yamosy looked at Mort.

Mort replied firmly: "Delusional! Even if I die, you don't even think about getting Dragon Balls!"

Yamosy shrugged and looked back at Spech's phantom: "That's it."

"Proud Saiyans? Ahem...this city has left countless corpses. Even if the battle destroys all of them, the Saiyans will not have the slightest sense of guilt..."

With the help of Andy, Mott stood up slowly, and he looked directly at Spech in the projection, the king of all Saiyans.