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

As Zhou Zilong, Xiao Wukong and Krillin approached, the air in the Red Ribbon Army headquarters seemed to freeze. General Rhett stood in front of the huge holographic screen, his deep eyes flashing with cold light. On the screen, the light spots representing the positions of the three people were approaching at an alarming speed. Every flash was like a countdown to death, making every member of the Red Ribbon Army present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Fight all-out, I want them to know the consequences of challenging the Red Ribbon Army!" Rhett's voice was low and powerful, and spread throughout the base through communication equipment. Every word was like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts, arousing endless fighting spirit and fear.

The sky, the originally peaceful blue, was completely torn apart by the roaring engine sound. The fighter formation of the Red Ribbon Army, like a flock of crows cursed by darkness, covered the sky and the sun. They were surrounded by destructive light and vowed to devour the three teenagers in the endless war.

Little Wukong was standing on the somersault cloud, as light as a swallow. There was no fear in his eyes that sparkled with wisdom and courage. He seemed to be integrated with the somersault cloud, moving freely in the dense rain of bullets. Every dodge was just right, leaving a dazzling afterimage. The enemy tried to lock his position, but could only capture a series of phantoms. Despair and anger were intertwined in their hearts.

Krillin showed his unique calmness and strength. The black somersault cloud he controlled was not as agile and elegant as Wukong, but it contained an indescribable heaviness and tenacity. In the battle, Krillin cleverly used the special properties of the cloud, sometimes rising to attack, sometimes sinking to avoid. Every action revealed his accurate judgment and deep background of the battle situation. The fist in his hand was like a heavy hammer. Every swing was accompanied by the sound of air explosion, repelling the enemy planes that tried to approach one by one.

In this aerial feast, the most dazzling one is Zhou Zilong. The advanced fighter he drove, which resembled the Lion JAS-39, drew gorgeous arcs in the air and became the undisputed overlord. This fighter not only had extraordinary maneuverability, but was also equipped with a powerful firepower system. Every time it fired, it was accompanied by a deafening roar, tearing the enemy planes into pieces one by one.

Zhou Zilong, with his profound understanding of future technology and superb skills, brought the performance of the fighter to the extreme. Sometimes he dived at high speed, passing through the enemy formation at an astonishing speed, leaving a string of explosions; sometimes he turned sharply and rose, using the height advantage to launch a fatal attack. Under his control, the fighter seemed to come alive and became his right-hand man, weaving a web of death together.

Just as the battle was getting intense

"Stretch it out, Ruyi Stick!" Little Wukong's voice echoed in the empty battlefield, and every word was full of strength and faith. As his words fell, the seemingly ordinary red Ruyi Stick began to emit a faint glow, as if a giant dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years was about to wake up. The light gradually increased until it was dazzling. Then, the Ruyi Stick began to grow at an incredible speed, and its length quickly extended to more than ten meters, like a giant pillar that reached the sky, pointing directly to the sky.

At this moment, Little Wukong seemed to be integrated with the Ruyi Stick. He held the giant stick tightly and jumped lightly on the somersault cloud. Every jump accurately avoided the attack of the enemy plane and dealt a fatal blow to the enemy. The Ruyi Stick drew a series of brilliant trajectories in the air, accompanied by a deafening sound of breaking wind. Every blow was like the wrath of Thor, hitting the vital points of the enemy plane. The fighter planes of the Red Ribbon Army seemed so small in front of this majestic force. Their shells and missiles seemed to be toys in the hands of children. They could not penetrate Little Wukong's defense at all. Instead, they were smashed to pieces the moment they touched the Ruyi Stick, turning into sparks all over the sky.

In the sky, a thrilling aerial fight was taking place. Little Goku is agile and flexible. Sometimes he hovers at low altitude and uses ground cover to avoid attacks; sometimes he soars into the sky and dives to attack enemy planes. The Ruyi stick seems to have life in his hands, and he can change the length and attack angle at will. Every swing is accurate and powerful, which makes the enemy terrified.

The commander of the Red Ribbon Army witnessed all this in the command ship in the distance. His face was terribly gloomy, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. He ordered the remaining fighters to increase their firepower in an attempt to overwhelm Little Goku with a numerical advantage. However, these efforts seemed so pale and powerless in front of Little Goku's absolute strength. The fighter group was constantly shot down, and the sky was filled with thick black smoke and burning flames, like a doomsday picture.

Seeing this, Krillin's eyes flashed with excitement and excitement.He knew that although Xiao Wukong alone could shake the situation, it would take more people's joint efforts to completely eliminate the Red Ribbon Army. Therefore, Krillin quickly adjusted his state and drove the Black Somersault Cloud, flexibly shuttling in the air like a ghost. The invisibility of the Black Somersault Cloud made Krillin the most deadly assassin on the battlefield. His figure became blurred, as if it had merged with the surrounding air.

Krillin drove the Black Somersault Cloud at an astonishing speed towards an enemy plane that was trying to escape the battlefield. He pulled out an extremely sharp dagger from the Black Somersault Cloud, and the blade flashed with cold light. When he approached the enemy plane, he suddenly jumped out of the cloud, like a ferocious cheetah pouncing on its prey. He waved the dagger and accurately stabbed the fuselage of the enemy plane. The enemy plane issued a piercing alarm, then lost control and crashed to the ground.

Klin did not stop, he continued to look for the next target, his movements were agile and decisive, every attack was accurate, leaving no chance for the enemy to escape, under his attack, enemy planes fell one after another, and the wreckage was scattered on the ground. Klin's existence made the enemy feel fear and despair. They could not predict when he would appear, nor could they avoid his fatal blow.

On the other side, Zhou Zilong drove a well-equipped fighter and wove an airtight firepower network in the air. His eyes were focused and calm, as if he could see the enemy's every move through the clouds. He skillfully manipulated the fighter plane, allowing it to shuttle flexibly in the air, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, sometimes circling, and sometimes diving.

In this tense and fierce battlefield, Zhou Zilong showed extraordinary courage and wisdom. He calmly analyzed the situation, used the advanced radar system to quickly lock the target, and fired accurate missiles without hesitation. These missiles were like deadly arrows, accurately hitting the enemies who tried to break through the defense line, instantly turning them into ashes.

Zhou Zilong's fighting style is both steady and fierce. He knows very well that in such a battle, any hesitation may lead to failure. Therefore, he is fully focused and strives for perfection in every operation. He dares not relax at all. He weaves a dense firepower network in the air and annihilates the enemies who try to escape one by one.