Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

"Hmph, a mere kid dares to obstruct my plan!" Colonel Xiluba's voice was low and full of majesty, and his eyes revealed disdain and contempt for the weak. The soldiers behind him, wearing brown-green tight combat uniforms, holding advanced energy weapons, lined up in a neat and uniform manner, like a group of death waiting to be harvested.

Klin faced Colonel Xiluba, who was much taller than him, but he was not afraid at all. "This is not a place you can trample on at will!" Although Klin's voice was not loud, every word was powerful, revealing an unquestionable determination. He bent his legs slightly, clenched his fists on his waist, and took the starting position of the battle, ready to meet the coming storm.

Colonel Xiluba snorted coldly, no more words, just gently waved his hand, and dozens of soldiers rushed towards Klin as if pushed by an invisible force. These soldiers moved quickly and tacitly, as if they had been trained countless times, and every blow was intended to be fatal.

However, Klin was no ordinary person. He flashed and seemed to have turned into a shadow, moving freely in the dense offensive. He made a fist with his right hand and swung it to the side. With a crisp explosion, a soldier was directly knocked away. The energy weapon drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground. Then, Klin swept his left leg and kicked another soldier in the abdomen. He curled up in pain and lost his combat effectiveness.

"What a fast skill!" Colonel Xiluba narrowed his eyes, with a little more praise in his tone, but more of anger at Klin's tenacious resistance. He knew that if he couldn't quickly solve this guy, his position in the Red Ribbon Army would be challenged.

"Come on, don't leave any alive!" Colonel Xiluba gave an order, and the remaining soldiers attacked Klin more frantically, but Klin was like a dancer walking on the tip of a knife. Every dodge was just right, and every counterattack was accurate and powerful. He took advantage of the terrain, sometimes jumping onto the high platform, sometimes sneaking into the low-lying area, making it difficult for the enemy to figure out his whereabouts.

"You are really good!" A soldier who seemed to be the leader shouted loudly, trying to boost morale, but his voice could not hide the fear. Klin sneered, then jumped up and pounced on the leader like a cheetah. After a fierce close combat, the leader was hit in the face by Klin with a heavy punch. The whole person flew back several meters and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

With the fall of the leader, the morale of the remaining soldiers dropped greatly, and the attack became messy. Klin took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. His figure quickly shuttled on the battlefield. Every time he attacked, the enemy wailed and fell. Gradually, the originally densely packed enemies began to become sparse, and finally only a few were left to resist stubbornly.

"Let me finish you off!" Colonel Xiluba finally couldn't hold back his anger after seeing this, and was ready to join the battle himself. He slowly took off his coat, revealing the tight muscles underneath. Every inch seemed to contain explosive power. The workers around him retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by the upcoming battle.

Klin took a deep breath, his eyes were like torches. He knew that this battle was not only about his personal honor, but also to protect his senior brother Zhou Zilong's hard work from being destroyed: "I won't let anyone destroy this place!" His words were firm and powerful, echoing in the empty construction site.

The battle was about to break out, and Colonel Xiluba took the lead. He flashed, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, and a fist wrapped in a whistling wind rushed straight to Klin's face. Klin was flexible and jumped lightly to avoid this powerful blow. Then, the two fell into a fierce confrontation, with fist shadows interlaced and footsteps moving to bring up clouds of dust.

"Interesting, it seems I underestimated you." Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Colonel Xiluba's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he became more serious. He adjusted his breathing and gathered his strength again. Every punch seemed to tear the air, while Klin used defense as offense, using his own agility to constantly look for opportunities to counterattack.

"Come on, let me see where your limit is!" Colonel Xiluba roared, and his attack became more fierce. Wherever the fist wind passed, even the hard ground cracked. Although Klin avoided most of the attacks, fine beads of sweat had seeped out of his forehead, and he was obviously under a lot of pressure.

Just when Colonel Xiluba thought he had won and was ready to launch a fatal blow, Klin suddenly stagnated, and his face showed a bit of "barely holding" fatigue. This subtle change did not escape Colonel Xiluba's eyes. He sneered at the corner of his mouth, thinking that this was a sign that Klin's physical strength was about to run out.

"It seems that the game is over." Colonel Xiluba thought to himself, and then gathered all his strength and punched at theKlin. However, at this critical moment, Klin's eyes suddenly became unusually bright. He seemed to wake up from a certain state, and his body suddenly rose up, meeting Colonel Xiluba's fist at an incredible speed.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the two figures retreated at the same time, but what was shocking was that Colonel Xiluba was directly knocked several meters away by Klin's punch, and fell heavily to the ground. In the dust, he looked at Klin in disbelief.

"You... How could you..." Colonel Xiluba struggled to get up, but found that his strength seemed to be drained in an instant.

Klin slowly approached, without the slightest pride in his eyes: "I'm just pretending to be defeated, can't you see it!"

Facing Klin's words, Colonel Xiluba felt as if he was insulted, so Colonel Xiluba took out two black and purple apples from his clothes that were still on the ground without hesitation - "Devil's Blood", "Die for me, you guy" He sneered and put the two fruits into his mouth together. Suddenly, an unprecedented energy erupted in his body, like a volcanic eruption, wrapping his whole body in a layer of rich black and purple light.

As the light gradually dissipated, Colonel Xiluba's body underwent amazing changes, his muscles swelled, and his bones creaked.

Feeling this unprecedented power, Colonel Xiluba turned into a black and purple lightning and rushed towards Krillin.

Facing Colonel Xiluba's fierce attack, he relied on his extraordinary wisdom and indomitable will to resolve the crisis one by one and resist the attack.

After an accurate prediction, Krillin seized the opportunity and kicked through the air with a powerful kick, hitting Colonel Xiluba's chest. With a dull bang, Colonel Xiluba's huge body was kicked several meters away and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Just as Krillin was about to gather all his strength and release the Kamehameha that was enough to destroy everything to completely end this battle, something strange happened.

An unprecedented mysterious force suddenly descended, like the brightest meteor in the night sky streaking across the sky, instantly enveloping Colonel Siruba's entire body. This force exuded a faint black-purple light, which was both mysterious and palpitating. In the astonished eyes of the crowd, Colonel Siruba slowly rose with the force, and then disappeared without a trace in a deafening roar, leaving only the faint black-purple light remaining in the air, which gradually dissipated into the sky.

Colonel Siruba, who returned to his base camp, was very glad that he had bought a life-saving method from a mysterious person, otherwise he would have died.

"Colonel Siruba, you actually lost to a child," a low and cold voice broke the silence in the base. The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, with unquestionable majesty and murderous intent. As the voice approached, a tall black man slowly walked into the room, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and the gun in his hand glowed with a cold metallic luster in the dim light.

The black man was Brack, the assistant commander-in-chief and adjutant-in-chief of the Red Ribbon Corps. Brack approached Xiluba step by step, and every step seemed to step on Xiluba's heart, making him feel suffocated. The gun in his hand was mercilessly pressed against Xiluba's temple. The cold touch was like the whisper of death, which made Xiluba completely lose the idea of ​​resistance.

"We don't need trash like you in the Red Ribbon Corps!" Brack's words were concise and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xiluba's heart. There was no hesitation or mercy in his words, only the absolute pursuit of the purity and strength of the Corps.

With a crisp gunshot, Colonel Xiluba's life came to an end.

(The third update is presented, I hope you will like it!)