Chapter 145 defeated
Three figures in the sky quickly shuttled past, and soon stopped on the dilapidated street of the West Capital. The two figures below who were playing with eight ordinary people were No. 17 and No. 18.
Come on, Pikachu!"
Gohan, Trunks, it's time for your revenge, go and kill these two half-human, half-machine trash."
Ye Shan pointed at the two androids with a big hand and said in a loud voice.
Seeing that Trunks was looking at Xiao Wu frequently with worried eyes, Ye Shan couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and assured again, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your little girlfriend Xiao Wu.
Will not let her lose one: vellus hair."
No. and No. 18!! Sun Gohan clenched his teeth and shouted and turned into a super-race form, and he rushed straight away with golden arrogance, stopping No. 18 who was about to kill ordinary civilians.
Trunks saw that Xiao Wu's life was guaranteed, and the last worry in his heart disappeared.
Unwilling to follow, he also turned into a super-race form "Hey...!"
With a bang, he rushed to the front of No. 17 and confronted him.
Ye Shan looked at Xiao Wu, who was wearing a small Band-Aid on his face, and said in his heart, "Xiao Wu, you don't have to worry.
Although Trunks is weaker than Gohan, it is not too difficult to defeat No. 17."
Xiao Wu looked at Trunks who was ready to fight with No. 17 with concern, and whispered: "Uncle Yeshan, is Trunks really that powerful? He followed Gohan several times to find two. Every time a man made a human fight, he almost lost his life."
Is this doubting my teaching ability... In order not to frighten the children, Hayama tried to make his tone sound kinder: "It's alright, you have to trust Trunks.
In one year, under my training, he is much stronger than before, even if he really loses to No. 17, wouldn't I still be here, I won't let him die in the hands of No. 17."
Xiao Wu nodded vaguely, her eyes fixed on the four people who were about to get together.
"Oh! I thought who it was, but it turned out to be only the defeated Trunks.
I spared you one life before, but now you can transform into a Super Saiyan, with a little improvement in strength, will you dare to fight me head-on?"
No. 1 put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Trunks in front of him with a sneer.
Although Trunks has been able to transform into a super race, his strength has grown greatly, but he is still cautious and does not dare to despise the number 17 who killed his father Vegeta in front of him.
"No, today I want to avenge my father Vegeta.
I'm going to knock you down and send you to hell!"
Trunks shouted in a deep voice, kicked his toes hard, rolled up a gust of wind, and shot out, his fists raised high at No. 17.
The enemy of life and death should be at the front, and if there is a disagreement, the fight will start.
Sun Wuhan didn't want to talk to this 18 who looked a little bit but he was inhumane. The figure flashed to the side of No. 18 and kicked it out, breaking the deadlock and unfolding a life-and-death relationship. Although robotic androids have powerful strengths when they are created, that's all they can do. When their strengths are created, they are...how much...and they can never be improved through practice.
And the two big Saiyans, Son Gohan and Trunks, are different. Hayama knows exactly how far their strength has improved within a year.
It is not difficult for Sun Gohan to defeat No. 18, and although Trunks is a little younger, as long as there are no major mistakes, it is only a matter of time to kill No. 17, and it is not too big. Worrying.
Although Yeshan's eyes were focused on the two groups of people fighting each other on the field, his mind was constantly sensing and monitoring the slightest changes on the entire planet.
"I finally found you, little mouse... The breath is well hidden, but unfortunately the soul fluctuations emanating from the depths of your soul have betrayed you."
Yeshan turned to the ground within a kilometer to the left, and his icy eyes seemed to condense into a light that penetrated the ground and shone on the first form of Sharu, who was lurking in secret.
Although Sharu, the key person who induced the... black-faced man, was discovered, he still did not find the slightest trace of the... black-faced man.
"It seems that you are hiding very deep, or that you are not on Earth now..."
Ye Shan looked up at the endless starry sky and murmured.
Lurking in the ground and preparing to devour the 17th and 18th, Sharu, who had evolved into a complete body, suddenly felt a chill, and his ugly body shuddered involuntarily, with a look of panic on his face, "What a powerful character this is. , I seem to have been discovered by him hiding in the depths of 100 meters."
Then there was greed and bloodthirsty light in Shalu's eyes again, "This person is so powerful, if he can swallow him..."
"Damn.. Damn Saiyan!"
After some battles, the face of the beaten 17 was dirty, his eyes were red with blood, and he stared at Trunks, who had beaten him so embarrassingly.
Trunks looked at No. 17 calmly and calmly like a clown: "No. 1, I went through a year of inhumane special training, and even nearly died several times.
You have no last words to say, so please die!!"
The ultimate flash!! Trunks carried the thoughts of his father Vegeta in his hands, played the stunt taught by Vegeta, and folded his hands together, an amazing golden energy wave instantly penetrated the entire sky and bombarded No. 17.
"Damn, ah!!"
No. was hit with a home run by the Ultimate Flash and let out a scream of pain.
!After the energy wave washed away, No. 17 fell to the ground with blue smoke all over his body, not knowing his life or death.
On the other side, Sun Wuhan even hangs No. 18, and his figure flies in all directions, making it unpredictable, so that No. 18 can't find the east, west, north, and west.
Magic flash! Soon Sun Gohan kicked No. 18 to the ground, and even issued the skills granted by Piccolo to his face, slamming into No. 18's entire body from top to bottom.
It's not like eating a magic flash on the front... Just kidding, No. 18's body was blown up into the sky, and it rolled over a few times and fell to No. 17's side.
Struggling to the death, No. 17, who was bruised all over, and No. 18, who was covered in blood, lay within 100 meters and looked at each other.