Dragon Ball Super YG

"I refuse too!" Trunks said after Hit, his expression was very strange, as if he was thinking about something, and Sun Wukong repeatedly asked to no avail.

Vegeta was surprisingly calm, because before, Shima predicted that Trunks would die in this martial arts competition. Now that Trunks refuses to compete, it might be a good thing, if not for Vegeta's concern for Trunk. Trunks's refusal to fight had long been punished by Vegeta.

When the game resumed, the audience shouted excitedly and loudly, gathering into waves of sounds like mountains and tsunamis in this vast and boundless field!

The atmosphere in the venue was like a furnace, making the already unbearably hot martial arts venue even more heated. However, the newly rising enthusiasm was brought to a freezing point by Hit and Trunks' refusal to challenge.

"What? You're so stupid that you don't even dare to fight three-on-one." A one-eyed man in the audience taunted Hit and Trunks with his yellow teeth, and other spectators followed his lead. He shouted, and immediately, the two of them were scolded bloody.

Hit sat on the seat with his arms folded, his head lowered and his eyes closed. The curses echoed in his ears like thunder, but he remained as calm as before, with no ups and downs in his emotions. Sun Wuhan beside him was a little unable to bear it. Yamu How could Cha challenge them so contemptuously and arrogantly without fighting?

Sun Wuhan is not a warlike person, but at least he has the dignity of a warrior. In a blink of an eye, he said firmly to Sun Wukong next to him, "Dad, since they refuse to fight, I must represent them."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, but his eyes were focused on Yamcha in the ring, and he said without looking back, "Gohan, you must be careful about this person, he is not comparable to the Yamcha we know. "

Piccolo reminded at the same time, "Gohan, this Yamcha is not a kind person. If the situation goes bad, just jump off the ring and admit defeat. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Yes." Sun Wufan agreed verbally, but in his heart he was extremely determined, wanting to defeat Yamcha and extinguish his arrogance.

In an instant, Sun Wufan resolutely faced the challenge, left the waiting area amidst the cynicism and noise of the audience, and stepped onto the ring with calm steps.

Yamcha stood sideways and glanced at Sun Wuhan, his eyes full of teasing. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Heh, it seems you are much more courageous than the other two."

Sun Wufan looked at Yamucha's slippery attitude with a calm expression. It was obvious that Yamcha didn't take him seriously. He couldn't help gritting his teeth and getting angry. He quickly entered the state of mind, and squatted down with his fists clenched. He put his body into an attacking stance, and a circle of purple smoke unknowingly surrounded him.

"Oh, why are you so eager to seek death?" Yamcha turned around and faced Sun Wuhan. Without making any body gestures, he stretched out one hand in front of him as a way to defend himself.

The referee saw that Son Wuhan and Yamcha were in postures and ready to fight, so he said, "I announce that the game has begun!" After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

The two shadow men sitting on the left and right of the prodigy in the Third World said, "Looking at the postures of the two, there is a huge difference in strength."

The child prodigy hesitated and looked to both sides of his body. If they hadn't spoken, the child prodigy had almost forgotten their existence. The two black figures seemed not to want others to notice them. Soon after they arrived at the martial arts venue, they turned themselves into It is a dark shadow that is difficult for people to detect, but from the general appearance of the shadow, it can be judged that these two people are alien creatures.

At this time, in the waiting table of the second world, the female cloaked man accidentally discovered that King Zhou was looking at the ring with a sinister face, and was even flirting with the ace cloaked man, as if he was plotting something. King Zhou's abnormal appearance made her feel that the match in front of her was full of blood, and she couldn't help but feel worried in her heart.

At this time, with the noise of the audience, the battle between Sun Wuhan and Yamcha was about to break out. Sun Wuhan shouted loudly, his breath suddenly rose, the purple smoke swirling around his body accelerated and the purple flames rushed away. Out, under the continuous tremors of the whole audience, his body rushed towards Yamcha like a meteor missile.

Faced with such a ferocious momentum, Yamcha did not change his expression. He took a step back slightly and blocked his face with one arm. In an instant, Sun Wufan rushed to Yamcha, but he did not attack immediately, only using his breath Rapidly increasing, his own arrogance continued to spread. The huge and shiny purple arrogance interfered with Yamucha's sight. The masters made a move in an instant. Yamcha was disturbed by the arrogance, and his eyelids trembled slightly, but... With such a slight mistake, Sun Wuhan seized the opportunity, raised his hand and fired the Shenglong Fist, hitting Yamcha hard on the chin. This punch was almost full of strength, and Sun Wuhan was furious. Under the momentum, Yamucha was directly hit high into the sky and did not fall for a long time, and his breath also dissipated instantly.

"What a great tactic, good job Gohan. I just don't know if Yamcha was hurt in any way. It would be terrible if not." Piccolo looked at Sun Wuhan proudly, feeling a little worried. Yamcha suddenly Hidden breath has definitely changed.

At this time, the sun hanging in the sky jumped a few times and disappeared into the sky in a few seconds. This incredible sight shocked everyone. At this time, the first star lit up in the sky, and then , the second one, the third one... Suddenly, a round moon was bright and bright, hanging in the sky like a night light, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark night.

At this moment, two faint red lights like light bulbs appeared behind Sun Wuhan. Yamucha, who had originally disappeared into the sky, appeared like a ghost more than ten meters behind Sun Wuhan, and those two lights The red light was his eyes, but Sun Wuhan was completely unaware of his appearance.

"Lang Fang Wind Fist!" Yamucha suddenly shouted. In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a wild wolf, with a wild aura exuding from all over his body, and a suffocating murderous aura filling the air. Everyone All eyes were attracted.

I saw Yamcha's hands constantly moving in the air, and the sound of wolf howls kept coming, attracting Sun Wufan's attention, but it was too late. Yamcha, who had entered the state, was like a swift and fierce wolf running towards him. Come.

"Oops, I didn't expect this Yamcha to know how to use the Wolf Fang Wind Fist. Gohan didn't react at all. This is bad." Sun Wukong looked anxiously at Sun Wuhan who had not put up any defensive posture. His palms were sweating, for fear that Sun Wuhan wouldn't be able to resist this blow.