Dragon Ball Super YG

Di La stared blankly at the cold and evil-looking Sun Wukong who was enveloped in silver-red aura. While feeling a pressure, he was impressed by the perfection of his form at this time.

If the process of transformation is turbulent and earth-shattering, then under the evil and domineering appearance of Sun Wukong at this time, he is mature, restrained and calm. This form is intoxicating.

"What does your appearance mean?" Dila ignored Sun Wukong's provocation and deeply felt his strong and assertive aura. She also knew that facing him in front of her, she would be in a hard fight next. He was called the King of Melee Combat. Maybe it will be taken away by him in front of me.

"What does it mean? You'll understand if you try it." The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth kept rising. This power seemed to make him proud of everything. He was constantly pursuing power. It was really difficult for him to suppress his excitement and swelled up. Faced with A terrifying melee king like Dira still made him confident.

The referee saw the ring that was stepped in half by Sun Wukong. The sight of Sun Wukong coming back from the dead still left him in a fog. He didn't understand what was going on at all. But since Sun Wukong was back in the ring, he had to go. The ring announces the continuation of the game, which is the referee's necessary job. When Qian Qian thought of this, the referee walked towards the ring.

"Idiot, don't get on the ring. Without the protection of the Oblivion Barrier, you will be destroyed by Sun Wukong's energy!" Piccolo panicked upon seeing this, and stretched his arms infinitely to pull the referee back to his original position.

"Wow, your arms can be stretched so long!" The audience was impressed by Piccolo's ability to extend his arms, marveling that the world is really full of wonders.

At this time, Bede, the short cloaked man sitting in the waiting seat in the second world, raised his head and smiled at the cloaked man sitting in the ace position, "Oh, there is someone who can extend his arms like you."

The cloaked man sitting in the ace seat stared at Piccolo with a scary and sinister laugh.

The referee was frightened. He slapped his chest to calm down and looked at the chairperson. After seeking Su Lifei's consent, he announced, "Although I don't know what happened to Sun Wukong, since he is fine, let the game continue." "

The referee's announcement immediately made the audience's emotions rise again, and they were all moved by Sun Wukong's unyielding spirit. The shouts were completely in favor of Sun Wukong, "Sun Wukong, come on! Sun Wukong, you are doing well!"

Shouts rose from the sky, but Sun Wukong and Dila had already focused their attention on each other, and were in a state where no one was around.

At this moment, everything happening outside the ring has nothing to do with them.

Di La launched an offensive, and Sun Wukong stood on the spot. Although he gained strength and could not help but expand, the moment Di La launched his offensive, he gradually calmed down. There was only one thought in his mind, even now I still can't underestimate Dila's close combat ability.

"What, Sun Wukong, are you still planning to play close combat with me?" Dila saw that Sun Wukong was not attacking, but was waiting in place. Seeing Sun Wukong's more compact, firm and silvery muscles, Dila felt a little frightened.

"Of course, since I promised you before, I will definitely carry it out to the end." Sun Wukong smiled evilly, and the silver-red lightning on his body began to flow rapidly with a "plop" sound, and he made a fighting stance.

Vegeta couldn't hold it any longer and couldn't wait to see how powerful Sun Wukong had become.

Under the enthusiastic applause of the audience, Dira clenched her hands into fists and was ready to go. At this time, the sun shone on the ring again, and Sun Wukong floated gently. As soon as the soles of his feet left the ring, the two halves of the ring instantly returned to their original appearance.

Dila raised her head and stared at Sun Wukong floating in the sky. Under the sunlight, Sun Wukong's eye-catching silver-red hair reflected the mysterious brilliance. A long bang in front covered one eye, and a breeze blew by, exposing the sharp eyes of the silver pupil to the air.

No matter how much stronger you become, in order not to let you down, I will definitely use my fists and feet to crush you again! "Dilla said harshly. Because his voice was relatively high, the audience could vaguely hear the firmness in Dilla's words.

In an instant, Dila's feet shook and she stepped on the blue fire and rushed into the sky, ducking close to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong stood there with an evil smile on his face, like a statue of the Smiling Buddha, but in Di La's eyes, this smile seemed to be making fun of him.

"Hey, Goku, this guy is deliberately irritating Dila." Piccolo said with a crooked smile.

There was a burst of turbulent air in the air, and Sun Wukong instantly retracted his smile when he saw that Dira was angered. Now, in this short moment, the red pupil of his left eye could clearly see the nails of Dira's two fists rising and breathing faintly, and the fists were sucking in the surrounding air like noses.

What? Can fists absorb air? Sun Wukong suddenly felt absurd and could not understand the reason for a while.

While Sun Wukong was thinking, he clearly saw Di La's fist hitting him like a cannonball. Within a second, Sun Wukong quickly stretched out his hands and completely blocked it with an explosive speed that he could not believe. Di La attacked with nearly 10 million punches.

The audience outside the ring saw nothing but a glimmer of light between the two. Facing Dira's shocking melee speed, Sun Wukong could only defend himself and could not launch a counterattack under his fast punches.