One Piece: Supreme Control

The referee's voice was not loud but not too small, and it spread far. It stands to reason that if Frieza, who is nearly 10,000 meters away from here, doesn't pay attention, he won't be able to hear it at all. But by coincidence, Frieza was thinking about the Saiyans at the moment. The words Seya immediately flashed a trace of coldness in his eyes, and involuntarily turned his head to the competition stage where Seya was playing.

At just a glance, the ruthless emperor suddenly changed his expression.

"Saiyan!!"

The iconic tail broke into Frieza's eyes abruptly, stimulating his nerves. Let Frieza for an instant, it is killing intent to skyrocket. But after a while, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"This Saiyan actually came to participate in the tournament I set up. It seems that I don't know that Vegeta was destroyed by me!"

"The wild monkeys are really stupid guys."

Thinking of the Prince Vegeta who surrendered to him, and thinking of the Saiyan who ended the battle in the distance, Frieza suddenly felt a lot better. The Saiyans are what he worries most, fearing that they will become super Saiyans in the future, threatening his position. But I have to say that this kind of thorny and exciting sensation of walking on the wire rope can make people intoxicated.

After watching Seia carefully for a while, a sneer appeared at the corner of Frieza's mouth.

"The strength is average, it is not enough to be a threat to me."

A guy with 10,000 combat power is really nothing to Frieza.

After looking at it again, Frieza stopped paying attention. Just in my heart, I remembered that Saiyan. If he can make it to the finals, then he doesn't mind letting that wild monkey play under his command. After all, if others are kind, it is not easy to stop them.

On the competition stage, Seya jumped off the stage and merged with Yang Qing.

"Grand Elder, I won." Saiya was very happy, and the first battle had a good start, which made him very excited.

"Yes, but your strength is still a bit too weak. There are still three days away from the next game. I will train you well and try to make you more combat effective during this time." Yang Qing nodded.

"Cultivation?" Saiya's eyes lit up. Recently, Yang Qing has been teaching him to practice swordsmanship on the aircraft and on various planets, but how can the rough Saiyan work so finely.

The two left the competition area and went to the rented room.

This is a house of more than 300 square meters, and the interior is very spacious, very suitable for space warriors to practice in it.

In the afternoon, the two of them stood in the middle of the living room after having lunch.

"Pick up your sword, I will teach you a set of swordsmanship." Yang Qing pointed at the long sword behind Seya and said lightly.

"Sword?" Saiya's expression turned bitter, "Elder, I am really not suitable for sword practice!"

Saiyans are a fighting nation. They are used to resolving all disputes with fists and violence. It is really unaccustomed to wield this long sword.

"Not suitable?" Yang Qing laughed. In his eyes, Seia's muscles are slender and flexible, and his fingers are long and powerful. It is also the most suitable for swordsmanship, but his brain is a bit stupid. Whatever you learn!"(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

"Oh!" Saya grimace, very helpless.

Afterwards, a light flashed in Yang Qing's hand, and the Zhouhe sword behind him was pulled out. He slowed down and began to practice swordsmanship.

"This set of swordsmanship is called Destroying Thirteen Swords. It takes you three days to master him completely!"

Seia has never been in contact with swordsmanship, but its powerful combat power has provided him with a fighting realm behind him. For this set of swordsmanship, Yang Qing predicted that he should be able to control it soon.

Later, Seia began to practice. Sure enough, as Yang Qing thought, just by reading it once, Seia was able to perfect the thirteen deadly swords.

Three days later, Seya had completely controlled this set of swordsmanship.

"One sword!"

"Two swords!"

The unique and powerful combat power allows Seia to exert the strongest strength of this set of swordsmanship even if he has no internal strength. In the spacious living room, the two of them leaped longitudinally, and the two swords collided, making constant clanking noises. After a full moment, Yang Qing nodded and put away his Zhouhe sword.

"Very well, you have mastered it."

"Today's match, you are only allowed to use long swords!"

"What? Great Elder, me." Saiya's face changed immediately, and everyone could see his distressed expression, "I still think I'm suitable for using fists."

"Don't talk nonsense, or you will go back to Xinxing!"

Yang Qing didn't show any mercy, and directly scolded.

Soon, it was time for Seia to fight. The two went out of the house and went straight to the competition stage.

This time, the distance between the competition platform and Frieza's place was one kilometer closer.

"The Saiyans, Saiyans, battle, Ford tribe, Hanlisha!"

The referee's high voice spread far away, causing Frieza in the tallest building to immediately project his eyes again.

Once on stage, Seya followed Yang Qing's teachings and drew his long sword, aiming at Han Lisha.

"Do the Saiyans also use weapons? Are they not confident in their own strength?" Han Lisha laughed when she saw it.

There are also weapons in the universe, but they are usually regarded as useless. After all, everyone’s combat effectiveness is so high that they can destroy the planet at every turn. Do you use a sword made of steel, is it useful? The sword is sharp, but can it cut off their bodies?

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Saiya's eyes were cold, and his ridicule made him angry.

"The game begins!" The referee shouted.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly changed, Seia's right hand suddenly clenched, and then his figure rushed out.

At this moment, with the help of the body technique, Sai Ya's speed almost turned into a light. And Han Lisha also narrowed his eyes, turning into a wind that rushed over.

Soon, the two sides met. Han Lisha showed a smirk on his face, looking at the sword in Seia's hand without any scruples.

"Can a broken sword break through my defense?"

He didn't believe it, he had already trained his body to the point where steel was not afraid of it. Moreover, his combat power is fifteen thousand!

In terms of combat effectiveness, it can be said that there is no gap between the two sides.

But in the next moment, Han Lisha's pupils suddenly shrank.

"How can it be?!"

In front of his eyes, Seia, who had fallen into almost stillness, disappeared because both sides were in extreme speed.

The next moment, a burst of blood spurted from his neck, and he completely lost consciousness.

"Three swords!"

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