Dragon Ball Guilty

"Boom!" Qi rushed through the air, baptizing everything in sight wantonly. Needless to say, the power of Turtle School Qigong, but Feng Zi's spiral aura actually suppressed the power of the former, and showed a tendency to counterattack.

The battle situation in the field was all shrouded in a dazzling white light, making it impossible for people to see clearly what was going on.

A few floating clouds drifted across the blue sky, the wind blew, the charming Papaya Island was exaggerated by the refreshing fragrance, but a thrilling scene was staged at the No. 1 Martial Arts Club in the world.

After a long time, the turbulent air flow stopped, and unprecedented tranquility returned to the stage and downstairs.

In the middle of the ring, Feng Zi seemed as if nothing had happened. His slender and muscular figure was still standing in the middle of the ring, with his hands behind his back. However, the clothes on his body had turned into strips of cloth, looking as embarrassed as a beggar crossing the street.

Opposite Feng Zi, Sun Wukong passed out on the ground. On his body, bloody wounds could be clearly seen, which was shocking. Moreover, he is different from Feng Zi. At this moment, Sun Wukong has fallen off the edge of the ring. In other words, the winner of this battle is Feng Zi.

Feng Zi's mind kept thinking, looking at Sun Wukong who was defeated by him, a wry smile appeared on his face, and an eye-catching stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Although at first glance, he seemed to be fine, in fact he was also injured, and the Qi in his body was... It was also completely consumed.

Feng Zi regretfully discovered that although Sun Wukong was level 55, he did not have enough experience to upgrade. Although it has not been upgraded, it has reached the critical point between level 10 and level 11.

All the spectators in the stands opened their eyes from the bright light. The first thing they saw was a scene that made them scream. The expressions on their faces suddenly fell into a state of petrification.

I saw a layer of dust filling the air above the arena, and the miserable condition of the arena could only be described as a mess. I vaguely witnessed that the entire floor of the arena was shattered, and the arena a few hundred meters away was tilted. The sight of it was more shocking than the weirdness in the heart.

On the empty arena, Feng's short purple hair was blowing in the cold wind, and every inch of tenderness was reflected in those cold eyes.

At this moment, it seems that the world has become a stage for Feng Zi alone, and the whole world exists for Feng Zi alone. Under the sunny sky, he is like the God of War standing tall and shining, making this moment infinitely brilliant. The image remains in the minds of the audience, allowing them to remember it clearly even when they are old.

The conscientious host crawled out from the dusty corner and said in a hysterical voice into the microphone in his hand: "Contestant Feng Zi, win!"

For a moment, the entire audience went crazy. Screams, shouts, excited howls, and crazy applause came and went, like waves in the sea, one after another. The audience had no restraints. Releasing the madness stored in my heart.

In the stands, Bulma ignored her so-called ladylike image, yelled, and punched Oolong in the head. This time, Oolong surprisingly did not resist, because everyone was immersed in the sea of ​​joy.

...

Feng Zi was pinned down on the hospital bed by the medical staff. A nurse was wrapping a bandage on his bare chest. Feng Zi looked very obedient and remained silent.

Bulma sat aside and looked at Feng Zi's appearance of letting others take advantage of her. He couldn't help but let out a "chi" and smiled brightly.

Feng Zi glanced at Bulma and thought of Sun Wukong, who was several times more seriously injured than him, so she asked with concern: "Don't laugh yet, how is Wukong?"

Bulma stopped laughing, thought for a moment and replied: "It's strange to say that Wukong is really a monster. He was so seriously injured, but there is no big problem."

"Oh", Feng Zi recalled the scene during the competition. If his spiral aura had not taken advantage of the characteristics in the collision between qi and qi, it might be impossible to say who would win.

After a moment of silence, Feng Zi said, "What about the next game?"

"You still have the nerve to say, you two have made the arena look like that. Of course the organizer will terminate the competition! Instead, the final will be held at noon tomorrow!" Bulma replied.

Feng Zi nodded. At this time, a doctor walked into the ward and said to the nurse beside Feng Zi: "Get ready to give him an injection."

"Injection?" Feng Zi's expression changed, and she looked at the needle prepared by the doctor with an ugly face.

Just as the doctor was about to inject it, Feng Zi suddenly said: "Look, what is that?"

The honest-looking doctor looked towards where Feng Zi was pointing. At this moment, Feng Zi moved, picked up Bulma, who didn't react, and jumped out of the hospital window on the second floor. .....

The doctor and the nurse who just opened the door witnessed the scene with their own eyes. They looked at the open window with dumbfounded expressions on their faces. "Plop" the syringe in the doctor's hand fell to the ground, and "crack" the medical supplies in the nurse's hand were scattered.

"Is that guy human?" "..."

(I hope you don’t have to worry about the later levels, as a new system will be created.)