Dragon Ball: Special Sanctions Bells

An Jin is far away, but fortunately, this does not prevent the promotion of royal power.

Wang Quan, whose combat power has broken through 1000 points, is still steadily increasing his combat power when using the national art training method, and his speed has not slowed down at all. Moreover, Wang Quan feels that with the improvement of his combat power, his training speed is still accelerating.

When he first started cultivating, his combat power increased by a few points or ten points every day, but when his combat power broke through 1000, his daily combat power increased by dozens of points.

Of course, King Quan's food intake also increased at the same time as his combat power. What he ate alone every day was half of the food in all the martial arts halls.

You know, after practicing Guoshu, everyone is a big eater, Satan, Yu Zaoqian, and the three No. 40 students. The food added up by all of them is only equivalent to what Wang Quan eats alone.

Just because the food intake has increased greatly after practicing martial arts, the tuition fees of the martial arts hall have increased again and again. Of course, it is all food expenses. Although the combat effectiveness of the students is getting stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye, some people still cannot afford such high tuition fees.

Fortunately, when Wang Quan left the Red Ribbon Corps, Violet stuffed a bank card with unlimited overdraft in his pocket, otherwise, the newly flourishing martial arts hall would be bankrupted by himself.

What, eating soft rice, how can this be eating soft rice, Violet, she belongs to the king, and her money is the money of the king.

Wang Quan sometimes wonders, his current combat power is only over 1000, and he can eat so many things. In the future, his combat power will be hundreds of millions. Isn't that going to destroy the earth?

Let's not talk about whether there is so much food, even if there is, why don't I do nothing in the future and just eat and eat?
If this is the case, even if he becomes the strongest person in the universe, what fun is there? It seems that he still has a lot to do.

After writing down this point, King Quan began to practice.

As mentioned earlier, the dark power of national art is far away, and the king has no clue, so he can only strengthen his belief and practice hard.

In addition to practicing Chinese martial arts, Wang Quan also began to sort out the transformation techniques brought back from the transformation kindergarten in the south.

With such a transformation technique teacher like Yuzaoqian, Wang Quan practiced it during the day and at night, and he quickly mastered it, and the two of them used the transformation technique to invent many more interesting ways to play.

On the other hand, Wang Quan's combat effectiveness is still steadily improving, but his body is getting weaker and weaker, and the two dark circles under his eyes have not disappeared.

Fortunately, Wang Quan woke up in time, resolutely restrained his desires, and settled down to seriously study fighting skills. The future God of War in the universe did not die again.

The current royal power already has a certain amount of combat experience. Although they are crushed with absolute combat power, they have also fought an evenly matched battle.

That's right, it was the life-and-death battle with the big devil Piccolo. Although he finally killed the big devil Piccolo, he also found some problems during the battle.

People in Dragon Ball rely too much on combat power, and of course combat experience. There are basically no systematic moves and routines. When fighting, everyone just fights blindly.

Punching and kicking may seem lively, but the real decision is the level of combat power and the release of the qigong cannon.

From Zhan Wushuang, who has only five combat prowess, to the peak masters of the universe participating in the power conference, each of them is thinking about how to punch, how to defend the opponent, how to dodge when the opponent strikes.

You must know that the speed of the masters in the Tournament of Power is comparable to the speed of light, and their shooting speed can even exceed the speed of their own thinking. In other words, their strength is sealed by their own thinking.

So when Sun Wukong used Ultimate Intention Kungfu, he instantly won the championship as if he was beating a primary school student.

Free Ultimate Intention Kungfu is a martial arts realm that only gods can master. Every time you make a move, you don't need to think through your brain, and your body will instinctively make the most correct judgment. Of course, this kind of realm is only impossible for the royal power in the bright energy period. When he breaks through the dark energy and reaches the transformation energy, he will be able to achieve this step.

But even if he can't do it now, he can't do nothing.

Wang Quan thought that he could come up with a whole routine and train it into his own muscle memory. In the future, when he fights with people, he doesn't have to think about every punch and every kick.
Just do it, Wang Quan began to think about his fighting routines.

In the end, he held back for two days and got nothing. All the routines he knew were performances on TV. Let alone whether it can be used as a fighting technique, he himself has never seen the complete routines.

Wang Quan, who had held back until the end, had no other options, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then stood up, laughing loudly.

After Wang Quan finished laughing, he raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. There was a slight bang, and a cluster of burning red flames appeared on his index finger.

Afterwards, he put on a rather middle-class posture, shook his fingers a few times, then retracted his fingers to his mouth, and gently blew out the flame.

"The flame is calling you! Iori Temple!" Wang Quan said an inexplicable sentence.

"Satan, what happened to Quan in the past two days, I'm so worried about him." In the distance, Satan and Yuzao were paying attention to Wang Quan.

He didn't know what the hell he was doing these two days, he gestured a few times from time to time, and muttered all the time, like a psychopath.

"Don't worry, this is a normal situation, that kid has been like this before, he must be studying new kung fu!" Satan was confident, comforting the worried Yuzaoqian.

"Really, but he didn't pay attention to his sleep these two days, and even ate a lot less food, so why don't people worry about it." Yu Zaoqian was still worried.

"Uh, why don't we wake him up?" Satan asked helplessly.

Just when the two were muttering to Wang Quan from a distance, Wang Quan stood up suddenly, laughed a lot at first, and then put on a posture that deserved a beating.

"No, Wang Quan may be really crazy." Satan looked at Wang Quan's series of inexplicable actions, and turned his head to look at Yuzao in astonishment.

But he found that Yu Zaoqian didn't listen to him at all, but looked straight in the direction of Wang Quan.

Satan turned his head and looked over, his mouth also slowly grew, his eyes didn't blink.

At this time, Wang Quan was constantly punching and kicking. Every time he punched, red flames erupted from his fists, drawing gorgeous tracks.

Looking carefully, he is not throwing punches and kicking randomly. His movements are coherent and self-contained. At the beginning, they were not smooth enough, and their movements were not graceful enough. However, under Wang Quan's constant practice, his fists and feet movements gradually became coherent. After slight changes in his movements, every move and every style is a perfect combination of strength and beauty.

When finally Wang Quan burned flames all over his body, like the God of Flame, he turned into a golden-red flame man. He leaned forward, raised his right hand above his head, and the flames all over his body were gathering in his hand. After a few seconds, all the flame energy in Wang Quan's body was gathered on his right hand.

not good!Released at this time, half of the Western Capital will be turned into fly ash in an instant, and the rest of the people will inevitably die, no way.You must not use this big snake pheasant to hit the city.

"Ah... ah ah ah..."

Wang Quan roared, exhausted all his strength, twisted his body, and shot all the flames in his hands into the sky.

boom!A fire dragon flew into the sky from the martial arts training ground of the martial arts hall. After flying to a height of several hundred meters, it rumbled...

In an instant, the entire sky was on fire, and everyone in the Western Capital looked up at the sky. Just when they were at a loss, they began to feel difficult to breathe. Although they were breathing heavily, they couldn't even take in any air.

Everyone stretched out their hands and pinched their own necks, trying to relieve the pain a little, but to no avail.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and save people with me?" Wang Quan suddenly yelled, bringing Satan and Yuzao back to their senses, and they realized that the air was extremely thin at this time, and some students with low combat effectiveness had already collapsed on the training ground.

"what……"

"Oh...how are we going to do it?" Tamamo asked loudly.

"Come with me!" Wang Quan didn't have time to say anything to the two of them.

A huge ball of light appeared in his hands, and he pushed it hard to shoot it into the sky.

rumbling...

There was a huge explosion, and a large area of ​​red flames in the sky disappeared in an instant. Satan and Yuzao looked at each other, and then fired a qigong cannon into the sky, which was smaller than King Quan.

Feeling the familiar breath fluctuation, Wang Quan's eyes darkened, and he murmured in a low voice: "Bulma."

rumbling...

Qigong cannons, large and small, exploded in the sky, rumbling continuously, and all the flames in the sky were extinguished and disappeared, but a huge vacuum zone appeared in the sky, and the surrounding air instantly poured into the vacuum zone. The huge air flow caused a fast-rotating tornado to appear in the sky in an instant. The tornado, as soon as the tornado appeared, showed powerful destructive power. greater disaster.

"King Quan, what should we do?" Satan looked up at the growing tornado in the sky, swallowed, and asked tremblingly.

"What to do, cold salad. Don't come up, it's too dangerous." After Wang Quan finished speaking angrily, he exploded with all his strength and flew into the sky.

At the time of King Quan's operation, a figure also flew into the sky in the center of the city.

Floating on the edge of the tornado, Wang Quan unleashed all his combat power. With a combat power of more than 1200, he could completely resist the pulling force of the tornado. Seeing the rapidly growing tornado, Wang Quan began to think about countermeasures.

But the bit of knowledge that Wang Quan learned in his previous life has already been returned to the teacher, and his bit of knowledge has no way to solve this kind of disaster.

What's more, King Quan's mind is full of muscles now. He only knows how to perform miracles vigorously, but he dare not take action at will. What should he do if there is a bigger crisis after the tornado is eliminated.

Just when King Quan was at a loss, a familiar aura instantly appeared in the sky not far from King Quan.

"Bulma, that's great, you must have a solution, right?" Wang Quan flew to Bulma's side in an instant, and looked at Bulma who seemed to be a little fatter with a happy face.

"Hmph, you did a good job!" Bulma didn't look at Wang Quan, but just looked at the growing tornado, her pretty brows were slightly frowned, and she quickly muttered words that Wang Quan could understand every word, but he couldn't understand them together.

"Sorry, Bulma, I didn't know that such a thing would happen. I just want to practice a set of fighting skills." Wang Quan stroked his furry head, fixed his eyes on Bulma, and wanted to see how she was different these days, and if she was sad.

After looking through it, he only found that Bulma seemed to have matured a lot. A month ago, she was just a young girl with green eyes, and she couldn't hide any thoughts on her face, and her emotions were all on her face.

But now it is different, her favorite braids have been replaced by smooth shawl-length hair, there is no trace of makeup on her pretty face, and there is a different kind of tenderness in her seemingly indifferent eyes, but occasionally there is still a hint of sadness and exhaustion.

"Have you seen enough? Let's do it!" Bulma said suddenly.

"I can't see enough in a lifetime, no, what should I do?" Wang Quan instinctively replied, and immediately noticed the anger flashing in Bulma's eyes, then looked up at the tornado that had already protruded its tentacles, and asked.

"Hmph, you are here, from this direction, release the qigong cannon with all your strength, wait, I said start and start again." Bulma saw that Du Wangquan had already started to gather the qigong cannon in his hand while speaking, and immediately interrupted him.

"Oh, yes, Bulma, I'll listen to you." Wang Quan immediately stopped moving, and looked at Bulma a little flatteringly.

Bulma didn't care about King Quan at all, she flew to the other side of the tornado, and then Bulma's voice came out of King Quan's ears.

"Get ready, I'll start by calling 123, and you will release the qigong cannon in the direction I said, do you understand?"

Hearing Bulma's voice in his ears, Wang Quan showed a gentle smile on his mouth. This technique of sound transmission over thousands of miles is a method he proposed and Bulma studied. When they are in love, the two of them like to be in front of Satan and Sister Lanfang. When talking to them, they are also using this method to say secret love words.

"Bulma, how are you doing during this time?" King Quan passed on his voice.

"Stop talking nonsense, there's no time, I'm starting to count, 1, 2, 3, start!" At the same time as Bulma's voice came, King Quan also felt that Bulma's energy was rapidly expanding.

King Quan had no choice but to start to condense the qigong bombs in his own hands. When Bulma started to speak, King Quan instantly threw the qigong cannon in his hand to the place Bulma said. At the same time, on the other side of the tornado, Bulma was doing the same thing in the opposite direction.

Rumble!
After a huge explosion, the tornado was torn to pieces, and the crisis was finally resolved.

"Bulma, Bulma, wait!" Realizing that Bulma was about to leave, Wang Quan exploded with all his breath and flew in front of her.

"Is there something wrong?" Bulma didn't look at King Quan, but looked at the survivors of the disaster in the city below.

"I, I just want to know if you are doing well." Facing Bulma's indifference, Wang Quan's excited heart was quenched by a pot of cold water.

"It's not bad, you don't need to worry about it!" Bulma still didn't look at King Quan.

"You, as long as you live well, I, I, I'm sorry!" Wang Quan had mixed feelings in his heart, love, guilt, pity, thousands of words, only one sentence of sorry.

"You are not sorry to anyone, we are just not suitable." After Bulma finished speaking, he flew into the sky in an instant, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the white clouds.

Wang Quan looked up at the sky, and after a few breaths, he lowered his head, sighed heavily, then rubbed his cheeks, showing a large and small smile, and then his body fell like a shooting star into the martial arts hall in the suburbs.

In the distant sky, water droplets between the clouds hung on Bulma's body. She looked down, as if she could see through the vast sea of ​​clouds and see the person in the sky below.

After a long time, Bulma gently stroked her lower abdomen with her right hand, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. After that, she exploded instantly and flew out of the clouds. The sun shone on her body and was broken down into colorful rays by small water droplets. Especially from the corners of her eyes, strings of colorful pearls fell down.

The citizens of the Western Capital will never forget what happened today.

In less than 10 minutes, they tried frantically on the verge of death several times.

First, a fire dragon flew into the sky, but not many people had noticed this situation. The few people who saw it just thought that there was a new movie being promoted.

Later, the fire dragon set the whole sky on fire, and people thought it was a special effect, but the lack of oxygen and suffocation later made everyone understand that it was not a special effect, the sky was really burning, and their lives were really in danger.

The subsequent development was like a runaway wild horse, with waves of ups and downs, but in the end, someone vaguely found two figures appearing in the tornado.

When all the dust settled, the citizens were grateful that they were still alive, and wondered who ended the disaster.

"Super Boy, Super Girl, it must be them, it must be the two of them who saved the West Capital!" Such a voice came from nowhere.

"Yes, it must be Supergirl and Superboy!"

"Yes, I have seen Superboy, he can fly, the figure in the sky must be him!"

More and more citizens affirmed that it was Superboy and Supergirl who saved the world.

"Super Boy!"

"Supergirl!"

……

The whole city is calling these two names.