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Qin Yang asked, "Have you heard of Super Saiyan?"

Super Saiyan, this harsh word had been heard from Vegeta many times. It was said that he was a god that appeared only once every hundred years in their nation. He was the strongest person in the universe, and even Frieza might not take him seriously.

But how could the person in front of me know this?

Nabal asked, "Why, are you also a Sayyid?"

"No, let's not discuss these extra words. Anyway, I have a way to make you a Super Saiyan. Are you willing?"

Upon hearing the news, Nabal jumped up excitedly and said, "Of course."

And Qin Yang was waiting for him to say this.

"Okay, then put your hand out."

Shannaba's huge palm appeared in front of Qin Yang, and Qin Yang also pressed his hand on Shannaba's palm. Suddenly, a stream of energy passed into Shannaba's body like an electric current, and soon the big guy screamed.

Qin Yang is currently transferring part of the energy in his body to him, or in other words, opening up something in his body. However, if one wants to fully develop potential, he must suffer.

Qin Yang thought of Raditz again. Raditz and Sun Wukong were born to the same parents, so why was there such a big difference between them? Perhaps it was because of their different upbringings.

Naba was much better, although he was still screaming, but Qin Yang felt that this bald man was gradually adapting to his energy, although after it was over, this huge energy would not remain in his body.

It can be said that hard work pays off. When the process was over, a huge, sparkling Khan appeared in front of Qin Yang.

This can be considered Qin Yang's bad taste.

"How do you feel now?"

On the other side, a giant Khan who seemed to have been reborn said, "It's so sour and refreshing."

Chapter 540 Unexpected

And this person was just a big, ferocious guy before.

Nabal closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. He had not known before that one day he would be able to reach such a state, like a god. No, Nabal clenched his fists, he was now a god.

Suddenly, he made a movement, as if throwing something out of his palm, but nothing happened. A few seconds later, in the dark depths invisible to the naked eye, a small-scale energy annihilation occurred somewhere far away.

Naba looked at the hands and said, "This strength is beyond my imagination! It's amazing!"

"How about it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Naba looked at Qin Yang and said, "I am very satisfied."

The bald head looked very funny, so Qin Yang naturally didn't need to hold back and laughed out loud while holding his stomach.

This scene was somewhat ironic to Nabal, and it also made the situation awkward.

Nabal frowned and his eyebrows twitched. It was obvious that he was full of anger.

Surprisingly, Nabas did not lose his temper. Instead, he suddenly bowed to Qin Yang and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yang stopped smiling, but this time he was very surprised. He didn't expect that Nabal, the big man from Saiyan country who had killed countless people, would suddenly become respectful to him.

But after thinking about it, Qin Yang felt that there was nothing wrong with it. In the original book, this big guy was described only as a brainless villain, but what kind of person was this?

According to Qin Yang's feeling, perhaps this person is a useful talent? No, the material needs to be refined, and now he still needs to collect some mysterious energy.

Qin Yang waved his hand, and Nabas stood up respectfully. It seemed that he still knew etiquette.

Qin Yang said: "No need to thank me, after all, I also have my own goals. If we can achieve them, it will be a win-win for both of us."

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Naba hummed, as if he understood what Qin Yang meant, and said, "Do you want it?" Naba clenched his fists, "Don't worry, with my current strength, I don't think any of those guys out there are my match!"

Qin Yang made a stop gesture and said, "No, that's not what I meant."

"What is that?" Nabal made a puzzled expression.

"Come here and lower your head."

Naba's huge body took two steps forward and did as he was told. Perhaps out of consideration for Qin Yang, Naba restrained his aura, and this subtle move inevitably deepened his impression in Qin Yang's mind.

Qin Yang placed his hand on the bald head, and a gentle feeling began to spread over Naba.

Qin Yang said: "Now you can change back to the form you just had. The stronger the aura, the better."

"That might hurt Mr. Qin, don't you think?"

"That's nothing, let's get started."

Naba did as he was told, and in the blink of an eye, the golden-glowing Arhat returned to Qin Yang's sight. From Naba's perspective, the gentle and comfortable feeling he had felt before had disappeared with his transformation, replaced by a tingling sensation like a needle, which was getting stronger and stronger.

"The concentration of the Qi isn't high enough. A little more. It might hurt, though. You'd better bear it. Let me be frank. If you dare to resist or try to take advantage of this opportunity to do something bad, you'd better give up now. You know my strength. If I find out, your fate will be worse than death!"

"Don't worry, I certainly wouldn't dare act rashly in front of Mr. Qin!"

After saying this, the energy on Naba's body became like the gastritis of a jet engine, and Qin Yang's clothes and hair were blown up.

At the same time, Naba was also enduring the pain of the needle, and as time went by, the pain seemed to become more and more severe, until finally Naba felt like he was walking on a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

His eyes were tightly furrowed, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept appearing like raindrops, but before they could fall, they were evaporated by the high temperature on his body surface.

Nabas's hands were moving slightly and his body was shaking slightly. Although Qin Yang had his eyes closed, he saw it all clearly in his mind.

In fact, in this situation, it would not be accurate to say that Qin Yang was completely unprepared. But even if he was prepared, based on the attack power and speed of the Super Saiyan's first form, he would definitely not have time to dodge.

But even if he was hit, Qin Yang would only be slightly injured and would recover in a blink of an eye.

But Naba didn't know this. If he felt he could no longer bear it, he could just punch Qin Yang at zero distance, after all, the two of them were so close.

The opportunity is right in front of you, but it will be gone in a flash. How do you choose?

This is undoubtedly a test for Nabal, and this test will ultimately determine his fate!

Perhaps a seemingly thoughtless choice can actually determine one's fate. Such tests are often the most deadly!

As for Naba, as his body suffered, he began to reflect on his surroundings. There was someone far more powerful than him, riding on his head, perhaps absorbing his energy. Although Naba himself had also experienced an epic increase in power, what did this Mr. Qin really think of himself?

Before, Vegeta could not tolerate losers, and even put aside his dignity and face and stretched out his hands to beg, but what was the final result?

It's death!

Nabas is just someone else's subordinate, a cannon fodder!

This frustration has been hidden in my heart for a long time. And what about Mr. Qin in front of me? Does he also just regard himself as a prop, not a person?

Naba closed his eyes. It seemed that although this big guy was a bit reckless in normal times, he did have a side that people didn't know about in private.

Nappa clenched his fists, hesitant. The large man was now at a crossroads in his life. Previously, as someone else's subordinate, he had been forced to submit because of his inferior skills. Not to mention that Vegeta was only a captain, and above him was the terrifying Frieza.

Although Nabal himself is addicted to fighting and killing, he is not born bloodthirsty. Sometimes he doesn't want to do things too absolutely, but if he doesn't do so, the end will be death. What else can he do?

Does that mean Nabal has no future? Or is it that a warrior can only die in battle, and that death could come the next second or tomorrow?

Chapter 541 Naba's Choice

Above, something that looked like golden lightning was rolling on it.

Qin Yang realized this, but it seemed that Naba still decided to order the assassination, what a pity.

Without hesitation, Naba threw a punch with such power that the wind direction around seemed to change and the ground was shaking. But what about Qin Yang?

Qin Yang was still standing there, his hand on Nabas's head, and Nabas had just vented a little anger by punching the ground.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, I couldn't help it." Naba explained.

This was his choice, or perhaps it was a calculated one. His intuition told him that since this person could unleash his potential, it meant that everything was under his control. If he acted rashly, it was very likely that, as Qin Yang had said, his fate would be a fate worse than death. He just didn't know how he would appear in the other person's eyes.

This kind of test is also an opportunity for a brief exchange.

Qin Yang muttered to himself, "It doesn't matter. Just hold on for a while, it will be over soon."

It seems that Nabal made the right choice, and his future is firmly in his own hands.

Soon, the whole process was over. Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief. The process of absorbing this mysterious energy was really enjoyable. Looking at Naba, he seemed to be fine. It seemed that a warrior who had been trained was different.

Qin Yang said, "Nabal, I will need your energy in the future. In that case, why don't you stay with me?"

Nabal lowered his head and said, "That would be great, though."

Qin Yang's eyes changed. Sometimes what he hated most was others' questioning of him.

It was this subtle look that made Naba feel that his decision was very wise, because at that moment, Naba felt as if he was in an ice storage. This was definitely not a look he could afford to offend. It seemed that the universe was so vast, and he had been too arrogant, thinking that except for those who were stronger than him, all other characters could only be crushed by him.

"Say, but what!"

Facing Qin Yang's cold tone, Naba said tremblingly: "I'm afraid that the boss I used to follow will come to me, and I don't care at that time. If those troubles find Mr. Qin, then..."

Qin Yang put his hands behind his back, turned around and said, "Don't worry, even Frieza is no match for me, and your trouble is my trouble, just follow me without worry."

Although these words sounded a bit arrogant to Nappa, he still didn't dare to disobey. However, he thought to himself, Frieza was a monster, and no one had ever taken him seriously. Moreover, destroying a planet was just a thought for him. So, what Mr. Qin said might be true?

"Nabal, you stay here for now. I will summon you when I need you."

Qin Yang's men had disappeared at this time, leaving only this sentence in Nabal's ears.

Naba bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, I will follow your instructions."

The universe is vast and boundless, but for some people, this boundlessness may not be that far away.

When Qin Yang returned to the Dragon Ball world again, the battle in front of him had been going on for a while. Qin Yang concealed his breath and watched this very cruel test for them like a shadow.

At this time, a young man with his upper body naked was standing on the uneven stones. Judging from his physique, he must have been practicing for many years. He had solid muscles, and his eyes flashed with confidence even when he was at a disadvantage.

Now he was imagining in his mind, increasing the power of Kaio-ken to three times, can his body withstand it?

Standing opposite him, the arrogant little Saiyan Vegeta was also challenging him: "What are you doing, Kakarot? Why don't you make a move?"

During this period of time, the two had fought each other several times, and the situation they could achieve for the time being was 50-50. After all, neither side had yet to use their ultimate moves.

But if I have to say one or two, maybe Vegeta has the upper hand at the moment.

Vegeta said, "It seems I chose the wrong opponent. I am the strongest among the Saiyans! No matter how you train, you will be defeated by me."

Listening to these conceited words, Qin Yang secretly felt amused. He really didn't know where this guy got his confidence from.

On the other side, Fatty An was hiding in the bushes, quietly watching the battle. He thought to himself, "Oh no! It seems the Saiyans have an absolute advantage. I have to escape as soon as possible..."

In fact, if history were really rewritten, he would probably not be able to escape, after all, the earth would eventually be destroyed.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt the will to fight. Perhaps letting go of some things and fighting to his heart's content was his destiny. He tore off the remaining clothes from his waist and said heroically, "Alright, even if I'm torn to pieces, I must use the Triple Kaio-ken."

Vegeta said, "Hmph, don't be so complacent. I let you dodge on purpose just now. If I had killed you in one blow, what would be the fun of fighting?"

Faced with this explanation, Sun Wukong chose to remain silent for the time being.