Dragon Ball Super YG

There was a hint of excitement in Sun Wukong's eyes. He clenched his fists and looked at Hima beside him. Although Jiren might be very powerful, judging from Hima's confident expression, Trunks definitely had a hidden card. . But then I thought about it, what kind of training did Xima, who had no fighting ability, do to Trunks?

Just when Sun Wukong was confused, the sounds of fighting were heard in the ring. When he heard the wind, he saw that the battle between Trunks and Jiren had already sounded the horn. Both sides took out their fists and collided with each other. It was going on. A test of strength.

During the collision, the two of them fought each other from the ring to mid-air, as if a fire was ignited. The next moment, Trunks and Jiren were separated, their steps moved forward by leaps and bounds, and they were fighting together again. The fists were mixed with astonishing power, and every kick carried terrifying destructive power. The heaven and earth were shaken, the air seemed to shrink, and the fierce battle washed the entire audience.

Thirty seconds later, the battle in the ring began to change significantly! Trunks' legs only moved slightly, and the violent sound of the storm tearing through the air suddenly sounded, and then subsided in an instant. It seemed that nothing had changed, but when he saw Jiren's body, it was as if he was ejected. It flew out instantly like a cannonball.

Jiren twisted his body in mid-air, controlled the balance of his body in mid-air, tapped his toes, and suddenly landed on the ground.

Trunks had a smile on his lips, and with a movement of his figure, he was in front of Jiren in an instant. He was like a swift leopard, with one hand on his back, and he stretched out his palm to touch Jiren's chest.

"Inch-Dragon Fist!" Trunks shouted, and his palms quickly formed into fists. With a roar, the fist suddenly curled up with the illusory blue dragon light and shadow, and hit Jiren's chest straight.

The whole place was in an uproar. Jiren's eyes were bulging, and he was knocked back several meters by a simple and direct blow.

"What a surprise! Player Trunks seemed to have a lot of strength, and he strangely knocked back the evenly matched player Jiren. It was like he was possessed by King Kong!" After seeing the scene just now, Su Lifei took the referee's hand away. The microphone boasted that the reason why she did this was because she felt that it was too quiet without the audience, and she wanted to stir up the atmosphere, so she simply became the commentator on her own.

In the audience area, Son Gohan said in surprise, "I can't believe that Trunks has such great strength!"

"You only saw the surface!" Xima glanced at the ignorant Sun Wuhan, shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

Son Gohan knew that the identity of Shima in front of him was supreme. He also knew that Trunks had received special training from Shima before, so he asked, "Why can't Jiren beat Trunks in terms of strength?"

Xima groaned, stared at Trunks, and explained to Sun Wuhan, "This is the use of spiritual power. In the previous fight, Trunks cleverly injected spiritual power into his fists and used Qi to The vibrations amplify the original force on the object several times, this is the ‘Cunlong Fist’!”

In the ring, Trunks clenched his fists, thinking to himself that the power of the Cunlong Fist was indeed much more powerful than ordinary fists. Since he used it in advance, he should end this battle quickly!

That's right, Trunks just used a fighting skill that he had never used since he learned it! Cunlong Fist is an invisible form that cleverly combines Qi and divine power and applies it to the fist. Once it hits the opponent, the Qi will act like a hair dryer, producing a pushing force that repels matter. It is this kind of power that allows Trunks, who is indistinguishable from Jiren in terms of strength, to win a fierce battle with certainty!

"Jilian, take the move!" Trunks' eyebrows showed a serious look. He understood the energy hidden in Jilian's body. In order to ensure stability and win, Trunks did not give Jilian any chance to breathe. , with a surging figure, he rushed in front of Jilian under the nervous gazes of the audience.

The next moment, Trunks' expression turned cold. His ferocious fist wrapped around the illusory blue dragon shadow and swung out in an arc in mid-air. The moment it was close to Jiren's chest, it suddenly gained strength and hit Jiren hard.

Jilian secretly exclaimed, perhaps because his nerves were very developed, he actually reacted in an instant. He quickly covered his vital chest with both hands.

Trunks punched Jiren on the chest that was protected by his hands. Jiren's face turned red, and the vague pain forced him to step back again, and he happened to lean against the Azure Dragon Pillar in the center of the ring! !

The power of Cunlong Fist can be applied to the whole body! Taking advantage of Jiren's retreat, Trunks changed his position and stepped forward, popping out his right foot, and the tip of his toe shot towards Jiren's lower abdomen like a cone. When Jiren tightened his stomach and tried to avoid it, Trunks changed his foot in the air, from a flick kick to a high sweep, which suddenly hit Jiren's face. Trunks, who showed no mercy and only wanted victory, was unreasonable. Now that he had the initiative, he would not give Jiren any chance to counterattack.

Two hits and three hits in a row. Because Trunks' action was not finished yet, the moment he retracted his right foot, his left foot kicked forward almost indiscriminately, hitting Jilian's abdomen hard. While Jilian's body was stiff, Trunks pushed Kes took a few steps back and raised his hands to the sky. A stormy wave of momentum burst out from his whole body. At this moment, it was as majestic as the sea. The slow breath gathered in his raised palms, solidified and strengthened, and quickly gathered a wave of energy. The surging and contracting cyan air waves illuminated the entire audience, shouting ""Spiritual Dragon Flash"!"

The air wave in his hand blasted forward, and a fierce blue light flashed, carrying the powerful power that created the world, illuminating the dark sky. A shocking thunder followed and roared. This green light was like a hideous and terrifying lightning. The giant dragon, with a destructive momentum, swallowed Jiren on the ring, and the entire venue was illuminated pale. The strong light almost blinded everyone's eyes for more than ten seconds.

The spiral rotating air flow tore through Jiren's body like a mincer. In the blue light, Jiren's figure fell down. As the light dissipated, Jiren was completely enveloped in thick smoke, and the Dragon Ball Arena It was really not what Xima was bragging about. After the fierce battle just now, there was no damage at all.

"Is it so easy to be killed??" Sun Wukong and others stared at the thick smoke with wide eyes. They felt that Jiren's breath was very weak. They opened their mouths in disbelief and became speechless, as if the scene was frozen.