Dragon Ball Super Universe

Chapter 291 "Hero" Satan

The work of restoring history is really tiring. It took four days for Pickup to complete these tasks together with Goku and Vegeta, two super fighters.

Pickup sat slumped on the ground, gasping for breath. With the support of Xiandou, his body was not overloaded, but he also felt very tired mentally.

"It's finally done!"

Many of these missions caused Pickup and the others to almost die. It can be said that Pickup and Wukong were on the verge of death every day for the past four days, but this doubled their strength.

Goku and Vegeta were also exhausted. Vegeta was brought over by the king of the world at ten times age. It is impossible to finish it in four days with just Pika and Goku.

"There are still three days. Although my strength has improved a lot during this time, we are still no match for Cell." Wukong said to them. Wukong is very clear about Cell's strength. After two moves, I found that Sharu's unfathomable.

Pickup looked at the ceiling and smiled slightly: "Three days, enough!"

Three days passed by.

"I'm leaving!"

Wukong was wearing a martial arts uniform, his hair stood upright, and he said to Qiqi with a smile, he put his hand on Gohan's shoulder, and brought Gohan to the competition ring prepared by Cell by teleportation.

Wukong looked around and found that only Cell was standing on the ring, and none of his partners came.

"Ah, I'm the first one here?"

"Monkey King, you are finally here!"

Sha Ru looked at the fierce fighting intent in Sun Wukong's eyes. Sha Ru had already become a complete body at this moment, and his crown was bent outward like a devil's horn. His body was covered with crimson stripes. Lu was well protected and looked extremely dangerous.

brush!A figure came here with a few people, "Yo, Wukong, I didn't expect you to come here first!" The person who came here was Pika. He turned his head to look at Shalu, his expression changed, and Sharu's appearance was completely different from his own. The well-known body is completely different, and the whole person is extremely evil, which is not at all the same as the gentle and elegant in the original book.

This is Super Cell...it looks really powerful.

Sha Ru didn't hide his aura at all, although he didn't reach the peak of his aura, but that weak dangerous aura made Pika nervous.

"You are here!"

Yamcha came to Pickup's side with a solemn face, glaring at Sha Ru with his eyes, he remembered deeply in his mind that Sha Ru absorbed all his friends and masters, and he would never forget that scene in his life.

"Yamcha, you..."

Pika didn't expect Yamcha to come here. Pika told Yamcha about today's battle and told him that he didn't have to come here, but he still came here unexpectedly.

Suddenly an elongated car stopped next to the ring, and a middle-aged man with a cloak and explosive hair got out of the car. His body was particularly muscular, and his thick beard made him look very serious.

There are two people lying on the top, a cameraman and a reporter.

"let's start!"

"Yes!"

Under the reporter's order, the cameraman turned on the camera and aimed at Shalu.

"Everyone has seen it, Shalu is standing on the competition ring, and our hero, Mr. Satan, has come to the competition scene now, everyone look!"

The camera suddenly switches from Sharu to Satan's face.

"Look everyone, my hero, Mr. Satan, has no fear. He got off his special car."

Satan already knew where the cameraman was, so he turned around slightly, aimed at the camera, and raised his fist high.

"Wow..." The reporter screamed, but immediately covered his mouth, and then whispered: "Have you seen, our hero, Mr. Satan, is not afraid of the devil Sharu at all. In this war, the victor must be us!"

The cameraman tapped the reporter's shoulder to signal him to look at the top of the mountain over there.

"Huh? Not only Mr. Satan is here, but also... four people? It's strange that their hair is golden, and they look bad, hey..." The reporter sighed, looking a little helpless, holding the microphone and talking Looking at the camera, he said: "These people must want to show off here and be remembered by the world. They are really a group of poor guys."

The reporter thinks that Pickup and the others are completely rookies, and they will not be Sharu's opponent at all. They come here just to gain prestige and have a chance to show off in the crowd.

Just when he was talking happily, the cameraman suddenly put down the camera in his hand, and stared at the sky in a daze.

Two blue streamers flew from the sky, and the clothes on Vegeta's body were tattered and scars could be seen everywhere.

"Why didn't you take pictures?" The reporter was puzzled. He followed the cameraman's line of sight and saw Vegeta and the two flying. It's unbelievable, it must be magic..."

The reporter is already happy in his heart. After this report, his status will definitely be promoted step by step in the company and become the number one reporter.

"Come on, what did you do with your body?" Pika asked suspiciously.

Vegeta was still the same, he snorted coldly and ignored the pickup's problem, his eyes were fixed on the murderer who killed his son, he was trembling with anger, strands of golden light rose from the soles of his feet, and could turn into a super monster at any time. Sai and Cell have a fight.

"Don't get excited, this game hasn't started yet!"

Pika stretched out his hand to pat him, and the arrogance on Vegeta's body dissipated immediately, and he looked at Pika in surprise.

The Qi on Vegeta's body has reached the strongest under normal conditions, but he was slapped lightly by the pickup and all his energy was suppressed back. Vegeta's eyes showed unwillingness, and he hadn't felt any pain in the past three days. Lazy, every day in high-intensity training.

"Vegeta, I advise you to go back, you are not suitable for fighting now, if you fight with him, you will definitely die!"

Pika said lightly, Vegeta's body is so normal that a normal person can see that his spirit has reached a critical point.

"Hmph, shut up!" Vegeta roared, a stronger golden flame burst out from his body immediately, his hair turned golden yellow, and his green pupils stared at Pika tightly, as long as Pika dared to say If you say no, he will definitely fight.

"Well, since you don't want to, you'd better watch here, this battle will be between Wukong and me!"

"impossible!"

Vegeta refused in a cold voice, how is this possible, if this is the case, wouldn't his three days of hard work be in vain.

"That's good!" There was a smile on the corner of Pika's mouth, "Let's guess the punch, whoever wins will go first, and the loser will be ranked behind the winner. How about this idea?"

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)