DC New Krypton.

Chapter 1858 He is the best in the world

"Who are you?"

General Blue's voice was trembling and full of fear. His eyes looked through the gaps between Hale's fingers pressing on his face. He saw that all the soldiers he brought with him had fallen to the ground without the power to resist.

It was just the time it took Haier to pin him to the ground, how much time was that?

Thirty seconds?

One minute?

Two minutes?

In such a short time, he took care of all the soldiers he brought with him, three teams of elite soldiers armed with firearms.

That was a team of at least twenty-five elite soldiers. Even if it was twenty-five pigs, they couldn't be that fast.

"Oh my, it seems that he didn't pay attention to the latest World Martial Arts Tournament." Master Roshi knocked out the elite soldiers next to him, and said while leaning on his wooden stick and stroking his beard.

Only the smell of gunpowder remained all around, and the elite soldiers and cars brought by General Blue all fell down.

"Tsk, you guys are shooting too fast, I'm not satisfied yet." The blonde Lan Qi held a rifle in each hand, her beautiful and unruly face showing dissatisfaction.

Master Roshi, Yamcha, and Krillin rushed forward and dealt with the Red Ribbon Army soldiers so quickly that she didn't even shoot a few soldiers and the war ended before she had used up her magazine.

"After all, it's them, it's normal that it ends quickly." Bulma peeked out from the protective shield and saw that all the soldiers had been dealt with. Then she walked out of the protective shield and said in a matter-of-fact tone.

After all, they are the former world number one martial arts master, Master Buten, and his disciple Krillin, who was one of the top eight in the World Number One Tournament, as well as Yamcha, who was taught by the current world number one and was one of the top four in the World Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

No matter which one they are, they are all martial artists who represent the top in this world. After witnessing their battle in the World Martial Arts Tournament where they could emit energy waves from their human bodies, Bulma has no doubt about how fast they can deal with the Red Ribbon Legion soldiers.

Poole and the Turtles also stepped out from behind the wheels of their fighter planes and agreed with Boomer, "Yeah, yeah!"

Yamucha had thick neck muscles and a tough look. He scanned the entire place with a resolute look in his eyes. After making sure that no soldier had stood up, he walked towards Haier and said in a low voice, "Champion of the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament, you feel honored to be personally attacked by Senior Haier!"

Yamcha had no doubt that Hale could directly face the firepower of the Red Ribbon Legion's organized army.

Only he knew that the martial arts skills he learned from Haier were enough to easily deal with the hot weapons firepower of any elite team, and it was almost impossible for bullets and guns to hurt him.

And I, who haven't even learned one tenth of Senior Haier's skills, am able to be so fearless of thermal weapons, not to mention Senior Haier's true strength.

"The world's number one martial arts championship champion!" General Blue was filled with uncontrollable anger amidst his fear. "Don't joke about a champion with this kind of strength!"

What the hell is the world's number one martial arts tournament? He doesn't even bother to participate.

In the Red Ribbon Army, there is more than one person who can win the championship. Participating in the world's number one martial arts tournament and winning the championship is just like playing a game of house. It is meaningless.

Now you tell me that the thing that defeated me was this kind of playing house?

"Don't be ridiculous. What's the point of being the world's No. 1 martial arts tournament champion? I can take it down anytime I want!" General Blue shouted angrily into Haier's palm. His muscles bulged with anger. From extreme fear came desperate anger. He felt that his dignity was extremely insulted. Haier pressed him to the ground in two or three moves and he couldn't struggle. The people who dealt with his troops were still saying that Haier was the world's No. 1 martial arts tournament champion that they once looked down upon.

What a joke!

With rage bursting out, General Blue shouted in anger and unwillingness. The muscles on his body swelled up, bursting the military uniform on his shirt, revealing large blocks of strong muscles.

"His strength... looks very strong." Klin saw General Blue's explosive power in anger. His muscles swelled and became firm. He felt vaguely threatened by the aura he exuded. He couldn't help but stare at General Blue with a stern expression.

If he were to fight General Blue, Krillin estimated that General Blue would most likely be a formidable opponent.

"Indeed, it seems that he has some strength." Yamcha said in a deep voice, staring at General Blue, but he only has some strength. Maybe he can fight with Krillin for a while, but Yamcha feels that Krillin will win in the end.

Unless General Blue used other tricks, Yamcha still felt that if Krillin and General Blue simply competed in strength and stamina, Krillin would win in the end.

But now... Even though General Blue's clothes were bursting with anger, his upper body was swollen, his face was red and hideous, and all his strength was released through anger, he was still easily pinned to the spot by Haier, unable to move.

"Not bad," Master Roshi praised, and at the same time he had a higher opinion of Ha'er's strength.

General Ibrul was able to defeat Krillin with his angry strength, but he was still pinned down by Hale. You can imagine how powerful Hale is.

Even Master Roshi had to put up a rough time before he could defeat General Blue.

'shake'

Hale pressed General Blue's head with his right palm and pressed it down hard on the ground, causing a big hole to crack in the dark corner of the ground. The power of General Blue's anger burst out, and his limbs bounced up in the pit again, and then fell down weakly.

"Anger will not make you strong enough to break free from my grasp." Haier said the cruel truth lightly.

Perhaps the difference between General Blue and Hale is only a few dozen points of combat power at most.

But the power exerted by these dozens of points of combat power is already a world of difference and there is no comparison.

General Blue's angry and ferocious face suddenly recovered, and the red color quickly faded. His face was ashen and his eyes were white. He almost fainted because of Haier's pressing on the back of his head.

Haier controlled his strength just right, breaking his power without actually making him faint.

"Be honest. I believe that among all your men, someone knows the location of the Red Ribbon Legion headquarters. If you don't tell me, you will die in my hands." Hail lifted General Blue up coldly.

"I...say..." General Blue's limbs twitched, and he struggled to mumble the headquarters of the Red Ribbon Legion into Hale's hand.