Becoming a Legend from Dragon Ball

"Interesting transformation, let me try how powerful it is."

After Razili finished speaking, the explosive energy turned into flowing light.

In an instant, the fist that gathered strength passed by Nancy's ear.

I saw Nancy tilting her head and looking at her with a hint of teasing on her face, as if she was laughing at her for being too slow.

shhhhh--

La Zili's movements changed, and countless afterimages of fists and kicks rubbed the air and attacked Nancy.

Nancy dodged sideways lightly.

Another whip kick hit Nancy's abdomen hard.

Nancy grabbed La Zili's calf with her backhand, swung it in a circle and threw it away.

Then he caught up with his explosive energy and hit Lazili with several heavy punches one after another.

shhhhh--

Nancy raised her hand, and countless energy light bullets were accurately shot at La Zili who flew backwards.

boom boom-

Energy flames were flying all over the sky, and in the thick black smoke, you could vaguely see a beautiful figure flying out staggeringly.

I saw La Zili floating in the air with a gray face, her uniform was in tatters, revealing a large area of ​​spring. Her delicate face was also dirty at the moment, and she looked particularly embarrassed with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Hahaha...Lazili, you look so ugly."

Nancy smiled proudly, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

I didn't expect that La Zili would be beaten by me one day. It felt so good.

"Humph, while you can still laugh now, just laugh a little longer, and you will cry later."

Hearing Nancy's exaggerated ridicule, Rachel's face darkened and she clenched her fists tightly.

"Sixteen times Luo Xian Fist!!!"

As Razili finished speaking, an extremely powerful force erupted from her body.

Nancy's smile froze, and looking at Lizzie's unkind gaze, an unpleasant feeling arose in her heart.

The next moment, La Zili appeared in front of Nancy, her fist already waved out.

Nancy's pupils suddenly shrank at an alarming speed.

La Zili, who used sixteen times the Rakusenken, was once more powerful than Nancy's Mimic Super Saiyan.

Nancy faced the angry La Zili and could only be beaten. After struggling to withstand dozens of rounds...

At the end of this duel, it still ended with Lazili's victory.

The two women quit fighting.

Lazlie gasped slightly.

Nancy had an expression of exhaustion. She didn't expect that the Mimic Super Competition would consume so much, and her strength would be used up all at once.

After rubbing her sore face, Nancy looked at Leslie resentfully.

I thought that with this new transformation, I could show off in front of La Zili, but I never thought that La Zili could actually perform sixteen times the Luo Xian Fist. I miscalculated.

La Zili ignored her resentful look and said calmly: "Go back."

"Oh." Nancy nodded.

The two women flew back to the island and came to Su Luo and Bulma.

Nancy grabbed the cold juice from Bulma's hand and drank it in big gulps.

"Hey, hey, hey, Nancy, this is my juice."

"Well, it's delicious!"

After drinking the juice in one gulp, Nancy licked her mouth with unsatisfied content, then blinked her big innocent eyes and returned the empty cup to Bulma.

"Hehe, don't be so stingy, I'll give you the cup back."

Bulma: "(ц｀w?ц*)"

Next to her, seeing that there was no extra chair, La Zili sat directly on Su Luo's lap, picked up the ice drink on the table and drank it in big gulps.

Looking at La Zili's dirty painted face and the tattered battle uniform that didn't cover her body, Su Luo couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand to straighten La Zili's messy hair, then turned to look at Nancy and asked:

"Nancy, when did you master the transformation of the Mimic Super Saiyan?"

Nancy blinked and said with some confusion: "Mimic Super Saiyan? You mean my transformation just now."

"right..."

"Well, not long ago I tried to see if I could become a Super Saiyan, and that's what happened."

As Nancy spoke, she picked up a strand of black hair and played with it.

"Oh, that's it." Su Luo understood.

The Mimic Super Saiyan originally only appeared in a certain Dragon Ball movie, but he didn't expect Nancy to be able to use it, which was surprising.

Nancy glanced at La Zili and continued: "After the battle with La Zili, I discovered that this Mimic Super Saiyan has great flaws. It consumes too much energy and cannot last long. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to survive so quickly. Lost."

Razri put the empty cup back on the table and gave Nancy a big eye roll, "Even if you can maintain the Mimic Super Saiyan form for a long time, you will not be my opponent."

Nancy: ヽ(｀⌒?)?

"Hmph, when I turn into a Super Saiyan, I will definitely beat you!"

"You have said this many times."

Nancy:…

Seeing the two women bickering, Su Luo smiled and shook his head, then said to Nancy: "You have been able to become a Mimic Super Saiyan. I think the day when you become a real Super Saiyan is not far away."

"Hehe, I have such a hunch too." Nancy smiled happily.

Su Luo added, "But Nancy, you must keep in mind that your own basic combat strength is the most important."

"I know, you've said it so many times, it's so long-winded!"

"..."

......

A certain galaxy in the Northern Milky Way.

A large disk spacecraft is traveling in the starry sky.

In the cabin, Frieza was holding a wine glass in his left hand and his right hand behind his back.

If you look carefully, the right hand behind your back has a faint metallic luster, and it is obviously an arm made of machinery.

This is Su Luo's masterpiece many years ago.

Every time he thought about this mysterious man who suddenly attacked him and destroyed one of his right hands, Frieza felt boundless anger and resentment in his heart.

I can't wait to tear it into pieces!

Over the years, subordinates have been sent everywhere to find his whereabouts.

It's just that in the vast universe, it is so difficult to find someone, and I have been searching for him for many years without success.

Frieza has been unable to vent his grievances for many years, and his negative emotions are increasing day by day, making it difficult to maintain the original elegance.

Didi-

A message came from the communication device in the main control room, and after a while, Bailey Bu came over.

"King Frieza, according to the latest information, there is a low-level planet called Earth on the edge of the Northern Galaxy. The racial characteristics of the native humans are very similar to the mysterious strongman who attacked you."

"Perhaps the origin of that mysterious strong man is related to the earth, but of course the probability is very small."

"According to intelligence descriptions, Earthlings are a weak race with generally low combat effectiveness and relatively backward technological and civilization levels. Logically speaking, masters of this level should not be born..."

Frieza's eyes flashed with ferocity, he waved his hand to interrupt Bailey Bu's words, and said sternly: "I don't care about this probability issue."

"As long as there is even the slightest connection with that damn bastard, the fate of this planet is already doomed."

"I understand, King Frieza." Bailey Blu already knew what Frieza meant.

"Where is Team Vegeta on their mission?" Frieza asked.

Bailey Blu was stunned when he heard this. Ever since Frieza lost his arm, he rarely paid attention to Team Vegeta, and most of his thoughts were focused on the mysterious strong man.

So much so that Team Vegeta has been idle these years, performing only a handful of missions.

After thinking about it, Bailey Blu said: "Team Vegeta is free and ready to carry out missions at any time."

"In that case, leave this task to them."

"clear."

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