Dragon Ball Saint Fighting Soul

After getting a dragon ball again, Boomer and Wang Chen, who were further away from their goal, soon embarked on their journey again.

Because the car was destroyed by the aftermath of Wang Chen’s fight with the Turtle Immortals.

So for the next few days, Boomer had to take out a spare motorcycle to rush.

As for the sad little Wukong, of course, he can only sit on the somersault cloud “aggrieved” and hurry.

However, in his little head, maybe riding a somersault cloud in the sky is the most comfortable thing.

“According to the Dragon Ball radar, the next Dragon Ball is not far ahead of us.”

“Exactly, there is a village in front. Let’s go to the village and rest before continuing to hurry, maybe the Dragon Ball is in the village? While staring at the Dragon Ball radar, Boomer’s hands did not forget to hold the handle to adjust the direction.

“I hope so. But just in case, let me go and see first. Goku, you stay here to protect Boomer from leaving. ”

Seeing Little Wukong nodding obediently, Wang Chen quickly stepped forward with satisfaction and pushed open the gate of the village.

However, what made him a little distressed was that in addition to a group of busy villagers, he also added a guy who should not have appeared in the Dragon Ball world at all.

“Wait, what do I see? That turned out to be an Iron Man 28 (a very old classic robot anime)?! Some couldn’t believe their eyes, seeing the “28th” flaunting its might in the village, forcing the villagers to hand over their food and savings.

He even had some doubts about whether this Dragon Ball world had gone some strange development route because of an extra one.

But soon, with the message transmitted back by the perception of the small universe, he discovered that the so-called iron man “28” was not the huge robot in his memory, but a creature, a living person!

A living person, how is it like the 28th?

There is, of course, only one answer.

That’s this little cub is an oolong change!

“I was almost frightened by the waste wood of Oolong, it’s really…” Seeing through the real body of this No. 28, Wang Chen was a little self-deprecating, but also completely relaxed his vigilance.

If you have an oolong, can you still cut down yourself whose combat power is stronger than that of the turtle immortals?

“Hahaha, if my Uncle Wulong can come to your village, that is to give you face. If anyone wants to hand in a little less, then don’t blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people! “Unaware of the terrifying big man walking behind him, at this time, the five-minute transformation time limit has not yet passed, and he is using his transformation technique to show off his might.

Watching the villagers tremble like sieve chaff one by one, this made the oolong, which may not even have three combat effectiveness, very useful.

However, this guy has been able to pretend to be here for so long, and the concept of time is surprisingly good.

Looking at the watch on his hand, seeing that his transformation technique had less than two minutes left, Oolong immediately stopped these villagers from continuing to carry it, and instead took the huge body that transformed into a handful of tribute in front of him.

“There are still two minutes left in the transfiguration, it’s almost time to go.”

Carrying a pile of fruits, grain and belongings “offered” by the villagers, Oolong was already satisfied and was about to turn away.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw Wang Chen, whose face was a little livid.

“It is clear that the combat effectiveness is so weak, but the ability to pretend is not small. This cheeky ….. Should you really say that you deserve to be a pig? ”

“Boy, what are you talking about, what pigs are not pigs. If you know me, get out of my way, don’t get in the way of my Oolong King.” Seeing that his “Oolong King” was here, and there were still people who dared to block the way, Oolong suddenly couldn’t help but intimidate.

Especially he also faintly felt that the man in front of him might know his true body!

It’s just that in the face of his “fierce” intimidation, the person in front of him not only did not have the slightest fear, but stretched out a finger towards him with a slight mockery.

“One finger.”

“As long as you can resist a blow from one of my fingers, I will let you go.”