Dragon Ball from Sun Wutian

"boom!"

The strong pressure sent chills into Frieza's heart. His eyes were empty, his breath dropped rapidly, and he could not even maintain his golden form.

The heat spreads and little bits of silver material flow, seeming to reshape the field.

In just one breath, the scorching heat dissipated, the silvery viscous breath converged, and the world returned to clarity.

The black-haired Sun Wuten stood in front of Frieza. He glanced at his fist, with confusion and joy in his eyes.

I originally just had an experimental attitude, but I didn't expect to experience that state again.

No external possessions, freedom to follow your heart!

Unfortunately, it doesn't last long. If you play against a stronger master, it will be difficult to last until the victory is determined.

However, there is still time, a month is not long, but we can still do a lot of things.

Perhaps, my father will reach a new level, my brother will transcend the boundaries, and he himself will not stop there.

Perhaps, when the game starts, everyone will have a better attitude.

These are all things for the future. Sun Wutian looked down at the Emperor of the Universe and said in a deep voice: "How about it, do you want to keep fighting, Frieza?"

After taking two deep breaths, Frieza's mood stabilized. He glanced at Sun Wutian and said, "I'll save this battle for later. As for the competition... I'll participate!"

This answer was also expected by Son Wuten, because he was quite familiar with Frieza.

The legendary emperor of the universe may be an extremely evil person, but he is by no means ignorant of current affairs.

"But...I have conditions!"

Before Sun Wutian could breathe a sigh of relief, Frieza continued: "If I win, you can no longer interfere with my affairs from now on."

After giving him a deep look, Sun Wutian turned around and said: "The premise is that you will not take action against ordinary living beings, otherwise I will kill you first!"

Frieza's eyes changed, and murderous intent flashed away.

Probably considering the difference in strength between the two, he did not object after all, but said: "Deal!"

Sun Wutian was clearly aware of the changes in energy behind him. He did not look back, but just said: "Dad said I would give you a chance before, and I hope you don't waste it..."

The mottled light and shadow were chaotic, turning into a whirlpool, wrapping the figure in it, and then disappeared in this area.

"Sun Wukong..."

Hearing what Son Goten said, Frieza was not only unhappy, but even felt a sense of shame.

He clenched his fist and suddenly struck the void next to him.

Like a hammer hitting a mirror, the flat space is dented and then surrounded by spider webs.

boom!

Countless fragments flew out and surrounded Frieza, unable to disappear for a long time.

…………

After leaving that space, Sun Wutian returned to a certain planet.

He looked around and saw a team cooperating with Frieza's Legion, which should be considered similar to cosmic bounty hunters.

Although he is weak enough, he still looks great, strategizing, and his fists are a little hard even though there are several planets.

"The Sita clan?"

Sun Wutian could know their race and even the past of their clan without having to go in front of them to identify them.

And this family has nothing to say in the past. They are partners in Frieza's Legion and self-righteous fools.

They didn't know how many years they had been planning, they had always wanted to destroy Frieza and then become the new emperor.

In fact, just like the Joker, Frieza didn't take them to heart at all, and his only opponents were always Saiyans.

And Sun Wutian only found malice in them, because this person seemed to have some objections to the Saiyans.

Of course, this is just a quick glance, and it is impossible for Sun Wutian to switch to the Star Territory and eliminate them for this reason.

There are always a lot of malicious people in the world, and there are even more people of this race. Idiots don’t worry about them. When the time comes, they will naturally play with fire and burn themselves...

In fact, this is indeed the case. This race wants to replace Frieza and has many plans for this.

Frieza, who had completed his training in another dimension, was also filled with anger, so he slapped this clan directly to the hell plan.

…………

Tens of thousands of years of time and space are like a line, and as the light shines, Sun Wutian has already reached the distant other shore.

in nothingness

Piccolo, wearing a yellow halo, stood in front, holding a ball in his hand, and the black star of the Dragon Ball was slowly disappearing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the black star completely disappeared, leaving only seven shells of dragon balls.

Looking into the endless darkness, Piccolo sighed, picked up the seven dragon balls in his right hand and threw them out.

A little light flickered, it was the power that Piccolo had already gathered.

The spiral light beam emerged from the fingertips, like an invincible spear, smashing the seven dragon balls into countless pieces.

After doing this, Piccolo turned around and saw a violent explosion behind him.

Everything in the past has been buried, and now it is time to move forward to a new era.

Little bits of light converged, time and space seemed independent, and a figure suddenly stood in front of Piccolo.

"Goten?"

After seeing that figure clearly, Piccolo seemed surprised.

Then Sun Wutian stood in front, and the flames spread out behind him, illuminating this dark place like daylight.

Looking at the matter flowing with the darkness, a smile appeared on Sun Wutian's face: "It seems that the solution was very smooth, Uncle Piccolo."

Piccolo nodded slightly and added: "Because it was a gift from Lord Salama, I just have this ability."

After finishing speaking, Piccolo seemed to realize something. He turned his head to look at Sun Wutian and asked again: "By the way, what are you doing here? You're not just watching me clear these things."

"It's not that..."

Waving his hand to tear open a passage, Sun Wutian said with a smile: "Do you still remember the selection competition that I mentioned before?"

Slowly walk out of the passage and return to the temple of the earth.

The scene in front of him suddenly became clearer, and his mood became much better. Piccolo continued: "Remember, but with the strength of you two, there should be no opponent."

"That's not necessarily true..."

Also standing on the edge of the temple, watching the floating clouds below, Sun Wutian said softly: "There are infinite possibilities in the universe. We can only continue to improve ourselves and chase the strongest!"

Piccolo didn't speak, he just folded his arms and watched the floating light flow and the clouds rise and fall.

Sun Wutian suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes warm and soft, and said: "I remember that Uncle Piccolo can fight with dad. Even if he trained a disciple like my brother, his martial arts heart should never be extinguished.

That’s it.”

There seemed to be fire in his eyes, and Piccolo's aura jumped. He turned his head and said, "Well, I participated. After so many years, I still want to beat Sun once!"

Piccolo agreed directly, which surprised Sun Wutian, but this surprise soon turned into a smile.

Piccolo also rarely showed some emotion on his face. He said: "Although I have been surpassed by you Saiyans too much now, I have no intention of admitting defeat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Piccolo jumped down from the temple and passed through the clouds like a meteorite, not knowing where he would land.

Watching Piccolo go away, Sun Wutian also smiled. He also liked Uncle Piccolo very much, who was strong and confident and never gave up.

In the world that should exist, no matter what enemies he encounters, Piccolo will never give up. He strives to practice beyond his own limits. Although there is a big gap, he always dares to fight!

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he was fortunate enough to receive a gift from the Dragon God and shine again.

Withdrawing his gaze, Sun Wuten's mental energy swept across the earth and went to check on the situation of Vegeta's family.

The family was getting ready and seemed to be preparing for a big trip.

"Uncle Vegeta...is quite good at being a father sometimes."

Sensing that the family was in a happy mood, Sun Wutian withdrew his sense and did not disturb them.

Anyway, due to the characteristics of Isaiahs, this kind of battle will not be missed.

"Then...Uncle Tianjin Fan!"

Without much thought, Sun Wutian set his goal at Tianjin Fan’s martial arts gym.

Because Tianjin Fan is a real martial artist, he studies martial arts intensively and almost devoted his life to this.

In terms of martial arts alone, he should be ranked first below the Sun family on earth.

The exquisiteness of his martial arts and the complexity of his moves made even Kame Sennin praise him, and even Krillin was extremely impressed.

Unfortunately, due to limited talent, I can no longer keep up with the first echelon.

Tianjin Iibukan

It must be that the age of martial arts has come, and Tianjin fans are very famous, so today's martial arts halls are crowded and noisy.

Tianjin Fan also did his duty. He taught a set of boxing techniques carefully and explained them in detail before returning to the practice room.

A black-haired Lan Qi came from the side, and she carefully helped Tianjin Fan wipe away his sweat.

"Thanks."

Tianjin Fan thanked him, then took it and wiped the sweat clean.

The next moment, Tianjin Fan felt the airflow around him change. His three eyes trembled violently, as if he wanted to see something.

But in the end it was useless.

When Tianjin Fan was anxious, Sun Wutian finally appeared. He bowed and saluted Tianjin Fan and said, "Uncle Tianjin Fan, Aunt Lanqi."

"It's Goten..."

Seeing the young man in front of him, Tianjin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became suspicious. After all, this was the first time that the other party came to see him.

Sun Wutian also got straight to the point and said directly: "Uncle Tianjin Fan, there will be a space trial in the future. Are you interested in participating?"

"oh?"

Tianjin Fan seemed a little surprised. He wanted to participate, but he didn't have high hopes. After all, there was still a big gap between them.

Seeing Sun Wutian nodding, Tianjin Fan was also very happy. He nodded and said: "If possible, of course I am willing to participate, but I am too far behind now..."

"No way..."

Sun Wutian was still very gentle towards his own people. He said: "As long as you give your best, it's enough. You don't want to just immerse yourself in training."

Therefore, Tianjin Fan no longer hesitated, he nodded, and agreed.

After receiving the Tianjin meal promise, Sun Wutian also calmed down. He explained to Klin again, and then prepared to find the last person - No. 21.