"I heard that you have nearly 50 million combat power? At that time, it was a sneak attack that defeated Fliesa's 50% strength?" The Kurdish king looked at Wukong with a condescending look.
50 million combat power?
If it is 20 times the king of the boxing, the combat power of Wukong has already surpassed this value. It seems that the information known to the Kurdish king is somewhat outdated.
"Sneak attack? I can defeat Fliesa by my own skill. How can I call a sneak attack? I just didn't let him lift 100% of the power. It's you, King Kurd, you better not underestimate the enemy, otherwise you will be unlucky." "Wu Kong said, while posing in a fighting position, secretly mobilizing the breath of the body.
"Hey, do you think that the fighting power of 50 million is very high? I will make you awake when you are ignorant!" It
may be that the Kurdish king still remembers the fruit of the spiritual tree. He waits for the voice to fall, and he hurriedly throws his fist. His fist shines with crystal light, turns into a thunder, and rolls toward Wukong.
So strong!
Everyone present was shocked by this thunder, especially the space patrolmen such as Battelle. The strongest people they saw were only a few hundred thousand combative, so the pressure given by the Kurdish king was no different from the catastrophe. feel.
Just when everyone thought about how Wukong should deal with it, I saw Wukong standing straight in the same place, just like a teacher looking at his own students, with a smile on his face.
"Kid, you dare to swear at me? Look for death!"
Kurdish king saw Wukong without any movement, the light on his hand suddenly doubled, his figure appeared in the eyes of Wukong in an instant, with a fierce iron fist, banged fall.
"Drink!"
Just listened to a light drink. The whole body of Wukong suddenly sprayed out the golden arrogance. He slowly extended his palm, just in front of the Kurdish king's fist.
Bang! !
King Kuuld's fist slammed on the palm of Wukong, and immediately burst into a burst of air. The strong airflow dissipated the crowds around him. However, no matter how hard the Kurdish king was, his fist could not advance.
"Bastard! This... how is this possible?!!" Kurdish king looked at his fist in horror, and his full blow, he was so understated.
Looking at the people in front of me, it seems that it is not the same as just now?
At this moment, Wukong's body is covered with golden arrogance. His eyes are already a white eye, giving people a feeling of danger.
The appearance of Wukong reminds the Kurdish king of the ancestors' warnings, and beware of the golden flaming Saiyan!
"You are... the legendary Super Saiyan?" asked Kurdish nervously.
"No!" Wukong shook his head decisively, which made the Kurdish king breathe a sigh of relief.
But before the Kurdish king completely let go of his heart, Wukong added: "My current state is called the mimic super Saiyan. Generally speaking, half of the foot has already entered the threshold of the Super Sayan. To deal with your current form, more than enough!"
Wukong's body suddenly moved forward, and the original remains a vague phantom. When the Kurdish king reacted, Wukong had already come to him.
Oops!
So fast, the Kurdish king was shocked!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wu Kong made a few punches in a row, and in the first few attacks, the Kurdish king could still resist the battle with a strong fighting reaction. After the last two punches, he actually squatted on the Kurdish king, so that he only felt like It is a high-flying iron block, and it hurts its mouth.
"Kid, don't be too early!"
King Kuuld's muscular hands slammed, his fists directly penetrated the body of Wukong, but there was no feeling of hitting the real thing above the fist, then It is a residual image of Wukong.
Afterimage fist!
For a moment, there were a number of martial arts figures around King Kurd, who moved back and forth around King Kurd, disturbing each other's judgment.
The Kurdish king looked back and forth for a while, his eyes suddenly caught a flaw, and immediately overjoyed, and it was a tick.
"Oh, I was broken!"
Hey!
It is a pity that his attack fell through again. The avatar figure that was attacked gradually became blurred. Before the Kurdish king turned, the entity of Wukong quietly appeared behind him and slammed into the back of the Kurdish king. Back, smashed his battle suit.
"Oh, ah..."
King Kurd's body flew out. Wukong did not give him a chance to breathe. He immediately stepped on the spiritual branches under his feet. The body instantly appeared behind the Kurdish king. A whip leg was raised and kicked back like a ball.
The soldiers at the bottom looked stunned. They followed the Kurdish king for a lot of time. Only the Kurdish king had bullied others. When did someone get the Kurdish king to suffer such a big loss?
Looking at Wukong is like teasing a child and beating the Kurdish king. Battelle and other cosmic patrols suddenly watched the excitement. Finally, the wind and water turned, and Friesa's bad things were done. Now it's their turn to make a report!
"My God, what did I see, the famous Kurdish king... was actually beaten?!!"
"What was beaten! Is it clearly unilateral? Is it the same as beating primary school students? !! The
hearts of the people are extremely excited, the image of Wukong is already equal to the gods in their hearts!
Bartle's eyes fell on the hands of King Kurd. These people are famous gangsters. They can definitely get back to work. He said to the patrolmen: "Brothers, we can't help Mr. Wukong, but Kurdish. The running dog under the king's hand, we can still repair it, come and tell me the villains to win!"
"Yes, Captain!" A lot of cosmic patrols were in high spirits, and even Klin and Sun Wufan joined the battle.
Only Vegeta and Fliesa were still in place, and both of them were recovering.
In midair, the Kurdish king, who was defeated by Wukong, has been shouting: "Wait a minute, please wait!!"
Wukong did not pay attention to it. It was still a blast that lasted for a long time until the Kurdish king. I didn't even have the strength to stand up, I stopped my hand and asked, "Do you let me wait for something to do, give you time to change?"
At this time, the Kurdish king was extremely embarrassed, and his white skin was covered with scars. The chest is stuck in a large piece, and the armor of the exoskeleton is also broken.
"No, I know that you Saiyan are all militant races. Don't you want to see and see my strongest form?" Kurdish king's tone is filled with the taste of pleading, for fear that Wukong will not give feelings.
Just as in the original book, in the face of the future of Trunks, Dat did not leave the opportunity for the Kurdish king to transform into the final form, and he will kill him.