The King of The Worlds

In the following time, Qin Yi didn't interfere much, he just watched the development of the plot quietly like an outsider.

At night, he sat cross-legged in the hotel room with bright eyes.

For him, neither Piccolo nor what happened after that could attract any attention from him. The difference in power level is too far, what he wants to achieve is a farther achievement.

"If I can solve the flaw of Super Saiyan's negative thinking, I will be able to enter the God Realm."

His eyes flickered, and Qin Yi's mind was emptied.

His power at this time should be able to defeat the king of the world, but further up, he can't match the god of the king of the world who is high in this universe. The gods may not be very powerful, but they master the rules of the universe and possess all kinds of strange abilities, which are beyond his imagination.

As he stayed longer in this vast world and gradually acquired a vast cosmic power, Qin Yi's thoughts became more and more profound.

What he was thinking at the moment was whether he could take the breath of the gods as his own. If gods and Saiyans can be combined, how powerful will be the potential and abilities that will explode?

There are also references to this kind of thing in the original work. The king of the world named Zamasu is the most standard reference example. He merged with Sun Wukong's body and turned into Black Wukong. The example is incredibly powerful.

Qin Yi even guessed that even if the realm he had reached was not at the Sunflower level, he had definitely reached the peak of the Moonlight realm.

Of course, at this time, what he wants to crack is the evil in the blood of the Super Saiyan.

Slowly closing his eyes, Qin Yi immersed himself in his illusory world.

In the dark sky, a mysterious voice called out. Under the red blood environment, he fell from the sky and stood on a mountain peak.

Scanning his eyes, Qin Yi soon saw the figure sitting cross-legged not far away.

Different from him, this figure was extremely strong, with swollen muscles, and a height of three meters. Surrounded by dark green aura, his face was ferocious and ferocious, exuding the aura of a beast.

"it's him!"

With sharp eyes, Qin Yi began to gather his anger.

The method he came up with was to gather the qi in his whole body, and gather together with the gods to form an equally empty but complete self, and let this illusory self fight against the evil self.

In battle after battle, this evil aura was wiped out. This is also a kind of cultivation, and the speed may be slower, but it is much stronger than the previous method.

The fearless is invincible, and he can only conquer this evil if he fights it.

Similarly, this is also a practice of self-transcendence. After entering the world of Dragon Ball, his strength level increased too fast, coupled with the negative influence of the Saiyan blood, resulting in unavoidable damage. This time, it is a kind of self-recovery and repair.

Soon, he appeared here shining with golden light, his eyes were firm and fearless.

Almost without any hesitation, he rushed forward.

The dark green Qin Yi sensed his approach, roared violently, stood up and immediately fought him.

The battle between the two, in this mysterious illusory space, there was a series of shocking sounds, which made the sky tremble.

Same as before, Qin Yi still only left a trace of his thoughts outside. But it was much better than the dull look before, he was able to observe the outside scene from time to time.

The dark green Qin Yi is extremely tyrannical, and the battle with him is almost an endless war. But soon, Qin Yi discovered that even though fighting like this consumes the opponent very slowly, it does exist. Even during the battle, the two illusions merged, and the dark green Qin Yi's breath seemed to be swallowed by his own illusion,

plunder.

"It really works, and the speed is much faster!"

Qin Yi was excited.

Sure enough, there are many coming to the earth, and the control of qi has a strong effect on suppressing the evil of the Saiyans.

While a long and protracted battle was unfolding in Qin Yi's body, outside, this World's No. 1 Martial Arts Competition had already begun.

Gui Xianren dragged Qin Yi to the stage, found an empty seat and sat down.

"Qin Yi, this martial arts meeting should be very interesting. Wukong seems to have cultivated very well in the past few years!"

With a smile, Gui Xianren said.

However, he soon discovered that Qin Yi's complexion was a little dull, and his eyes were dull, so he couldn't help being stunned again and shaking his head.

"This kid, he has entered cultivation again so soon."

Ten seconds later, Qin Yi's eyes flashed and he nodded.

"Then Wutian teacher, you have to watch it carefully, Wukong's progress is indeed very fast!"

Gui Xianren was stunned. He found that Qin Yi's condition was much better this time, but the delay was a bit high, and he only responded after ten seconds, unlike the last time, when he almost didn't respond.

"You should practice hard, this delay is too high, my old man is forgetful, wait for you to reply, I have already forgotten what I just said!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Immortal Gui smiled wryly.

Ten seconds later, Qin Yi nodded in response.

Behind the competition stage, waiting room.

Sun Wukong and Kelin are doing warm-up exercises, their eyes sweeping to the other side from time to time.

Standing there were the five strange people that they met before the martial arts meeting.

These five people are all Saiyans, and they are not very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old. At this time, the five of them stood there with their hands folded, their faces indifferent, and they did not make any warm-up actions.

"Those five people are so strange."

Klein grumbled.

"Be careful when you meet them, Kelin, these five guys are too strong!"

Sun Wukong said solemnly.

"Isn't it? They look very ordinary!"

Clint wondered.

"No, it's dangerous."

Sun Wukong shook his head.

At this moment, the man who had yelled at Sun Wukong before suddenly came striding forward.

"Hey, boy, whose son are you? Are you also here to participate in the martial arts competition?"

The other four people looked here with curiosity in their eyes.

"Huh? I don't have a father, and I don't know."

"Hi, my name is Sun Wukong."

Monkey King replied politely.

"My name is Yanos, you said you don't have a father?"

Janos looked puzzled, glanced at the tail behind the opponent, and then he turned around.

"We are of the same family, I'm afraid you were exiled?"

As he said that, a hole was cut in the back of Janos' pants, and a fluffy tail came out, shaking from side to side.

"He, he has a tail too, Goku!"

Clint said in surprise.

Sun Wukong was also dumbfounded: "You, you have a tail just like Senior Brother Qin!"

"I said, we are of the same race, what a fuss!"

Janos sneered.

"Yanuosi, this kid probably smashed his head when he was a child, and he doesn't even know the nation he is proud of!"

At this time, a woman wearing short sleeves and shorts on the other side came over and said lightly.

"Che, no wonder you're so weak, you've been living outside the clan since you were a child!"

Yanos pouted.

Then, he turned his head and said something to Sun Wukong.

"Boy, get ready, I won't show mercy to you just because you are of the same race!"

Sun Wukong was taken aback, but then smiled.

"it is good!!"