Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

Chapter 186 The Mischievous Number 18

The evil thought wave flew out of the blood pool with a puff of anger.

He waved his hands wildly, and more than a dozen dimensional rifts opened up around Sun Mo at the same time.

The next second, countless fists emerged from the crack and slammed into Sun Mo from all directions.

Sun Mo did not dodge, but instead concentrated his energy throughout his entire body.

Those fists pounded on his body like flesh and blood hitting a steel plate, producing only dull thuds, yet Sun Mo remained completely still.

Sun Mo curled his lip.

"I just increased the numbers a little, and your mechanism is no longer useful? —"

"In that case, let's quickly show our true strength!"

However, Xie Nianbo continued to shout "Xie Nianbo" stupidly, attacking Sun Mo haphazardly without any strategy.

Sun Mo frowned.

Could this guy not be able to transform on his own?

"Then I'll lend you a hand!"

Sun Mo brought his hands to his sides, palms facing each other, and quickly condensed his Kamehameha energy.

"turtle!"

"group!"

"gas!"

"achievement!!!"

"Haa!"

A blue-white beam of light blasted towards the evil thought wave.

The Kamehameha collided with the Janeha, instantly exploding into countless chunks of flesh.

Number 18 crossed his arms and said, somewhat surprised, "You defeated them so easily?"

Pork Rib Rice swallowed twice and said, "They actually beat him! That's amazing!"

As Number 18 approached Sun Mo, Sun Mo immediately shouted, "Get away! He's not dead yet!"

Number 18 was taken aback and stopped in his tracks.

"What's going on?"

The next second, the pieces of flesh that had fallen all over the ground quickly pixelated and then coalesced into a human shape.

Its skin was red, like a demon, and it was covered in white armor. It had two horns on its head and a long tail that swung behind it.

Compared to its previous chubby and fair appearance, it looked much more ferocious and oppressive.

Ribs Rice gasped, saying, "This monster actually has a second stage—"

Android 18 nodded in surprise: "It seems that transformation isn't exclusive to Saiyans after all."

Sun Mo looked directly at Xie Nianbo and beckoned with his finger.

"I hope you'll let me have a good time this time!"

With a sinister smile, Xie Nianbo stomped his foot on the ground and shot towards Sun Mo.

The fist swept across Sun Mo's face like a hurricane, its attack incredibly swift.

Sun Mo immediately dodged and kicked out with his backhand.

Evil Wave calmly raised his arm to block, his move displaying the skill of a martial arts master.

Sun Mo's face lit up with joy.

"That's more like it!"

Then he kicked Xie Nianbo away.

Xie Nianbo didn't speak, but a strange light flashed in his blood-red vertical pupils.

The next second, he shot out again.

This time his offensive was even more ferocious and nimble.

He threw punches in alternating motions, each punch carrying enough power to shatter stars.

Those fists left countless afterimages in the air, weaving together into an impenetrable net that descended upon Sun Mo.

Sun Mo neither retreated nor blocked; his demeanor changed, as if he had entered a state of profound tranquility.

His body seemed to automatically dodge, constantly dodging the punches of the evil thought wave.

Evil Wave's attacks became increasingly frantic, and the angles of his punches became increasingly tricky.

However, even the fists that pierced through space and hurtled towards Sun Mo were all dodged by him.

Spare Ribs Rice's eyes widened in amazement. "Wow, that's amazing! You could dodge that kind of move?"

Number 18 crossed his arms over his chest, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"Not bad, it seems you've mastered the automatic dodge technique; you can actually use it against enemies now—"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Xie Nianbo punched Sun Mo in the face.

Sun Mo screamed and staggered back dozens of meters.

"You got hit?" Ribs Rice asked, somewhat surprised.

Number 18 sighed in exasperation.

"What a rotten potato! It's not worthy of praise!"

I think that kind of move is unreliable, so I advise you to use it less often.

Sun Mo was furious. He suddenly flashed in front of Xie Nianbo and punched him in the face.

The evil thought wave failed to dodge and shot backward.

Sun Mo instantly teleported to catch up and smashed a spike into Xie Nianbo's head.

"boom!"

The evil thought wave was slammed into the ground.

However, the next moment, he stood up again.

His facial expression was much more ferocious than before.

A blood-red longsword appeared in his hand, and he swung it forcefully.

A sword aura swept towards Sun Mo.

Sun Mo stared directly at Xie Nianbo, then slightly tilted his head to dodge the sword energy.

Enraged, Xie Nianbo once again swung his sword wildly.

Several sword energies swept towards Sun Mo.

Sun Mo's figure flashed repeatedly, easily dodging several sword energies.

Sun Mo then laughed and said, "Is that all you've got?"

Evil Thoughts Wave's eyes darted around rapidly as he began to conjure up wicked ideas.

Suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and he swept his sword towards Sun Mo, the sword energy heading straight for Sun Mo once again.

Sun Mo was already tired of this move and impatiently dodged as usual.

Unexpectedly, after wielding his sword, Evil Wave launched a sneak attack on Number 18 with a backhand strike.

Spectator #18 had no time to dodge and was struck in the waist by the sword energy.

In an instant, number 18 was split in two.

She looked bewildered as her lower body fell, followed by her upper body, which then crashed to the ground.

Blood was gushing from the cut at his waist, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Upon seeing this, Sun Mo felt a chill run down his spine, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Number 18!"

At the same time, Xie Nianbo swept his swords several times, sending several sword energies sweeping towards Sun Mo.

The pork rib rice vendor yelled, "Get out of the way!"

However, Sun Mo suddenly felt a surge of golden energy, and the sword energy exploded and dissipated prematurely upon contact with it.

Sun Mo roared, "Evil Thought Wave, you deserve to die—"

As he spoke, Sun Mo raised his hand, teleported to Xie Nianbo's side, and began to beat him wildly, causing Xie Nianbo to scream in agony.

Even with his pixelated form, he still couldn't stop Sun Mo's attack.

After a series of brutal beatings, Eganpa's body was contorted in pain.

Sun Mo stared at him coldly and said angrily, "You shouldn't have killed her!"

After speaking, Sun Mo condensed a burst of seven-colored energy in his palm, resembling a large watermelon frost.

When Xie Nianbo saw the seven-colored energy, he immediately felt a fear in his soul.

With a wave of his hand, Sun Mo sent the watermelon frost-like energy into countless specks that hurtled towards the evil thought wave.

The evil thought wave, like a decaying corpse, instantly disintegrated, transforming into a sky full of golden light—

After the evil energy completely dissipated, the little red imp collapsed to the ground.

Sun Mo turned his head and saw that half of Number 18's body was lying on the ground, her upper and lower body separated by about two meters. Her eyes were still open, and her face had that shocked expression, as if she had died with her eyes open.

Blood was still seeping from the cut at her waist.

"Number 18————"

Sun Mo's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He knelt down, carefully reached out, and pulled the 18-year-old's upper body into his arms.

Her body was still warm, but that warmth made Sun Mo's heart feel as if it were being gripped tightly by something.

"I'm sorry, Number 18—"

His voice began to tremble.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you come—"

Sun Mo vaguely remembered that Vegeta, after his death, said something when he fought Majin Buu.

A living person can be revived with the Dragon Balls, but a dead person is truly dead, and even the Dragon Balls can't bring them back to life.

The thought of No. 18 disappearing completely brought tears to his eyes, and a warm tear fell uncontrollably.

He lowered his head and buried his face in her disheveled blonde hair.

"sorry----"

His voice was muffled, tinged with suppressed sobs.

"If only I were kinder to you normally —"

"I knew you liked me, but I never said a single kind word to you. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry—"

The pork rib rice stand in the distance, silently turning away.

He wasn't unfamiliar with life and death, but he had never seen a dead person die before.

They didn't dare to get close.

Overwhelmed by sadness and self-blame, Sun Mo lost control of his emotions.

I don't know how much time has passed.

18 opened her eyes, looked up and gently kissed Sun Mo's lips.

Sun Mo froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

Seeing his expression, Number 18 slowly curled his lips into a sly smile.

"Fool."

Her voice was still so clear and vibrant, not at all like someone who had just been split in two.

"You, how could you—" Sun Mo's tongue seemed to be tied in knots, and he couldn't speak properly for a moment.

Number 18 said with a smile, "Are you stupid? I'm already dead. As long as my soul isn't dead, that's good enough."

This is just a minor physical injury, nothing more than a superficial wound.

Sun Mo's sadness vanished instantly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Number 18 pouted and said, "Be nicer to me from now on, okay?"

Sun Mo nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand!"

Seeing Sun Mo so happy, like a child, Number 18 also smiled brightly.

He said, "Idiot, stop grinning like an idiot, first help me put my lower body back together—"

Sun Mo held No. 18's upper body with one hand, then lifted No. 18's lower body and connected them.

The two body sections were joined together, and the healing was visibly complete; the waist of number 18 remained perfectly smooth.

A sly glint appeared on Number 18's face as she pressed on, "How does my body feel? How's the elasticity? Is it comfortable to hold?"

Sun Mo's face flushed red.

Number 18 looked at his embarrassed expression and suddenly laughed.

She reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck, and draped herself over him, laughing, "Silly boy."

Then she suddenly kissed him.

Sun Mo instinctively wanted to dodge, but then gave up, remembering his earlier embarrassment.

On the 18th, when she noticed that he was no longer resisting, a sense of pride welled up inside her.

I finally succeeded.

She hugged Sun Mo tighter and deliberately dug her nails into his back.

The pork rib rice vendor in the distance finally couldn't help but turn around for a glance, then quickly turned back.

"I didn't see anything."

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