Dragon Ball Guilty

Leping's aura instantly changed his feeling. It was a kind of wildness, which was the nature of a wild wolf. Those eyes were shining with sharp light, and his hands were constantly moving in front of his chest. The surrounding air was strangely overflowing, creating waves.

"Skills?" Feng Zi licked the dry corners of her mouth with her tongue, unable to hide the excitement and joy in her eyes, and murmured.

Bulma and others who were watching the battle looked at Leping in amazement. Leping was now completely immersed in a state, as if he was a hungry wolf that had broken free of its shackles, preying on its prey with all its might.

"Master Leping, come on!" Palu cheered as if he had a winning chance when he saw Leping showing the Wolf Fang Collapse Fist.

Leping's hands traced blurry tracks, and Feng Zi could vaguely feel the dangerous aura.

"Drink!" Leping's feet moved, and his whole body turned into an afterimage. The whooshing sound of the wind blew, and he rushed in front of Feng Zi at lightning speed. The sounds of breaking through the air came and went, and Leping's fists kept shrinking in mid-air. The seemingly chaotic boxing techniques were in line with nature's most authentic fighting skills.

He barely used his speed to avoid the sharp edges of his fists. Feng Zi's clothes were torn in slits, which showed how fast Leping punched. Moreover, this kind of boxing technique was never-ending. It was like a battle between wild beasts. It was completely a kind of fight. A dangerous trick.

Feng Zi's figure quickly jumped out a few meters away, inserted the sickle in his hand into the sand, and shouted: "Eight-hand fist!"

Yes, it was King Chopa's famous stunt. Eight-handed boxing can increase the punch speed several times, and even cause hallucinations in super-speed boxing. It is also the only combat skill that Feng Zi currently masters.

A horrifying scene happened. Feng Zi's muscles bulged all over her body. As she waved her hands on both sides, eight hands actually appeared in her vision.

Leping ignored the shock. He knew in his heart that his Langya Fengfeng could not be stopped. Once it stopped, it would create an opportunity for Feng Zi to attack.

"What is that? Did I read it correctly? That guy Feng Zi actually has eight hands?" Oolong's mouth opened wide. Like him, everyone present was confused as to what was going on.

Bulma found that the scene in front of him looked familiar, and the scene when King Qiaopa used the same boxing technique came to mind. The difference was that Feng Zi was the one who mastered this eight-hand boxing technique.

Feng Zi's fist speed was obviously much faster than Leping's, and her fists danced like a cutting machine, airtight.

Feng Zi has been analyzing the routine of Leping's Langya Fengfeng in her thinking space. As a set of data, Feng Zi's analysis ability is much better than that of humans. From the beginning of the battle to now, Feng Zi has been holding back and not using all his strength to fight Leping, just to develop his analytical ability.

A light that seemed to be substantial was reflected in his eyes. During the battle, Feng Zi kept staring at Leping's feet, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Fist fists intertwined, and under the fierce collision, the two figures separated, and each took some time to breathe.

"I have mastered your flaw!" Feng Zi didn't pant at all, but showed a strong fighting spirit.

When Leping saw that Feng Zi didn't have the slightest tendency to become exhausted, he thought to himself, "It's not good." He couldn't help but become alert, and it became clear to him that this purple-haired guy was terrifyingly powerful.

A bright smile hung on Feng Zi's face, and his whole person showed a gloomy temperament.

Leping felt a sudden unexplained shaking on the ground, and then Feng Zi disappeared from his eyes.

"Master Leping, be careful behind you!" As Leping's partner, Palu reminded worriedly.

Feng Zi appeared behind Leping like a ghost, and his whole body was like a gust of wind, coming so unexpectedly.

"Before you transform into my experience, let me remind you something. I just used level 5 strength. By the way, you have a fatal flaw. It is that your lower body cannot keep up with your fist!" Feng Zi blew on Leping's neck and said solemnly.

Before Leping could react, his expression suddenly froze on his face, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground unwillingly. Behind him, Feng Zi retracted his fist casually, still smiling.

"Master Leping!" Exclaimed, Palu quickly approached Leping, who was in a coma.

Experience +65! An additional reminder appeared in Feng Zi's mind. Just as he thought, the higher the level of the monster, the higher the experience it would give. But Feng Zi was looking forward to something else, that is, whether the "system" would reward him with the skill Langya Fengfeng that Leping had just displayed.

Reality often hits people hard. After waiting for a long time, Feng Zi's full expectations were disappointed.

"What's going on? Could it be that my judgment was wrong? Defeating a monster with skills does not mean that you can get its skills? How do you explain the eight-hand fist and transformation skills?" Feng Zi thought in confusion, speculating on this What mystery lies inside.