Dragon Ball: Counterattack Yamucha

Chapter 67 Rapid Improvement!Spiritual Time House!
"Yes."

When Yamcha heard these words, his heart could almost be described as surging waves.

How did he know? !

However, he couldn't show the slightest bit on his face, only the surprise in his eyes flashed past.

Indeed, Yamcha gained a lot of insights in the year after losing his eyes.

Among them, the most improved is his ability to perceive breath.

Now he can search for the position of Qi on the entire planet, as long as he has felt it before.

"You and Klin are half a world away, even so you can find his location accurately.

Such ability, even I am very envious! "

The god said with a smile.

A smile finally appeared on the calm old face.

"But... what does this have to do with that huge creature?"

Speaking of it now, the god in front of him obviously hasn't told himself the reason.

"I want to ask you to seal it!"

Yamcha was shocked by Tenshen's dignified tone.

He said in disbelief:

"You want me to use Magic Sealing Wave?"

It was impossible for Mo Fengbo to seal that big guy, and Yamucha knew in his heart how far he was from that guy.

"That's right, I will guide you in your practice before that.

You have no talent and ability now, but you don't know how to display it. "

The god continued:

"You don't have to worry about the gap in strength, I will help you as a god!"

Tianshen saw Yamcha's concerns, and he would choose to use this method and he was ready to make a decision.

Yamcha did not hesitate, he believed in the gods unconditionally.

This matter concerns the fate of all of them.

Compared with Piccolo, that monster was obviously more threatening.

"I understand!
What should I do next! "

Yamcha's eyes became more serious, he clenched his fists and said.

"Let's start with the breath."

The god looked very serious.

With the help of the gods, Yamcha began to practice in the time spirit house.

At the same time, outside the temple.

Goku popped out of nowhere.

He looked around the empty temple, scratched his head and said to himself in doubt:
"Huh? I feel that Yamucha's Qi has disappeared again. Is it an illusion?"

Wukong thought he had made a mistake, so he turned around and continued to find Mr. Bobo.

a day later.

Wukong, who had practiced for a long time, was exhausted, and he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Every day except for eating and sleeping, he spends his time cultivating. Now he can beat Mr. Bobo.

Just when Wukong finished his rest, the two were ready to start the next stage of practice.

Wukong suddenly felt a familiar yet unfamiliar air.

"Well"

He looked towards the temple in amazement.

Yamcha?
Yamucha actually walked out of the room of the temple with the god.

He became taller, his breath became more stable, and he lost his frivolity.

At this time, the exercise clothes on Yamucha's body had become tattered, exposing the upper limbs that had been practiced for a long time.

The muscles are full and the lines are beautiful.

"Ah, it's Wukong, long time no see."

Yamucha waved his hand and said lightly.

"Ha ha ha ha."

A smile appeared on Wukong's face.

He hadn't seen his former companions for a long time.

After a year of practice in the temple, his state of mind has also changed a lot.

"It's just how did you come out of the temple?"

Wukong was a little curious.

Yamcha walked up to Wukong and found that Wukong had grown a lot.

"I entered the house of spirit and time and practiced in it for a year."

Wukong understood after listening.

The qi I sensed yesterday was Yamcha.

He whispered in admiration:
"I'm going to throw up after less than a month, how can you last that long?"

Yamcha's face became a little weird when he heard it:
If it weren't for the gods staring at me, I probably wouldn't be able to stand it for three days!
Although he complained so much in his heart, he still said:

"not bad!"

Then Yamcha saw the tattered ground on his body, turned his head and said to the god:

"Could you give me a change of clothes?"

"It's simple, I'll return the one you used to wear, and the size should be a little bigger."

The god opened his fingers and moved slightly.

The clothes on Yamcha's body suddenly changed to their original appearance.

He looked at the close-fitting exercise clothes and was very satisfied.

"Okay, then I'll go."

Before leaving, he greeted everyone.

Wukong was stunned, he still didn't know what happened.

"Why did Yamucha go, she left in such a hurry."

Naturally, the gods would not tell Wukong about this.

He turned around and said:
"Wukong, next I will teach you personally, let me see how you and Bobo are doing."

Wukong was naturally very excited when he heard this sentence. It has been a bit monotonous for Mr. Bobo and himself to practice for so long.

Now I can finally compete with the gods!
God has prepared for the worst.

If Yamcha fails this time, he will revive him with dragon balls.

Then Yamcha can no longer be allowed to take risks in the future, and all hope can only be placed on Wukong.

"Wukong, you go to the house of spirit and time first."

God finally made the decision.

Bobo on the side was a little anxious, he advised:
"My lord, this is your last time!"

He knew that the house of spirit and time could only be entered for two days.

If you stay longer than 48 hours, the entrance to the room will disappear and you will be left inside forever.

The god waved his hand and interrupted Bobo's blocking, and he said:
"Don't worry, I'm fine.

After Wukong and I come out, we will never step into that room again, at least until Piccolo dies. "

Yamcha didn't know that this sudden incident would actually make the god change his decision.

The original plot was only taught by Mr. Bobo to Wukong, but now it has become a god who personally guides him.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Yamcha, he is now flying towards that huge creature.

Yamcha frowned in a rare way, he thought of what the god had explained to him.

"The origin of that monster is unclear, even Shenlong can't know where he came from.

As far as I can tell, he popped up there four years ago and it really is like an island.

No warning, no sound.

If you hadn't passed by there, I wouldn't have noticed that guy!
I guess you must have a quality that can wake up that monster, otherwise it would be impossible to leak the breath just when you passed by. "

four years ago.
Yamucha chewed these three words.

If I remember correctly, he also came to the world of Dragon Ball four years ago to become Yamcha.

Combined with the conjecture of the gods, Yamucha vaguely felt that as long as he got there, there should be results.

Is it possible that it really has something to do with me?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and then speeded up
Three hours later, Yamcha came near the sea area of ​​the huge creature.

The calm blue sea, the sun shining on the surface of the sea, can't penetrate the scalp-numbing gloom on the bottom of the sea.

He took out the sword stored in the universal capsule.

This sword is beautiful.

The blade is about 1.2 meters long and about three centimeters wide. It is straight and has two edges.

This is not an ordinary sword, but a sword endowed with magic power by the gods, and it is also the prop for using Mofengbo this time.

With the help of the gods, the sword became a special container.

After the breath of the gods was injected into it, it became an extremely advanced magic item.

Just like Dragon Ball.

Yamucha hovered in the air, holding a sword in his left hand.

Just in case, he took a fairy bean beforehand and hid it under the root of his tongue.

Staring at the calm sea area in front of him, not far away is the island disguised by that guy's body.

There is no wind or waves, and the quietness makes people panic.

Yamcha's eyes were slightly condensed, and he felt that the guy's Qi was rising.

Suddenly, unexpectedly.

The island seemed to have turned into a small boat, swaying in the waves.

What followed was a turbulent and raging wave, and the sea water rolled as if it had been overturned.

The extremely dangerous waves waved one after another, and suddenly the entire sea area became an extremely dangerous scene.

When Yamcha's palms were sweating, a huge red pupil appeared on the bottom of the sea, and the fierceness in his eyes was transmitted through the endless sea water.

　I was a little panicked. In three days, none of my collections increased. . .also lost two
　　
　
(End of this chapter)