Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

In the back kitchen of the restaurant in Amligatan, a three-headed fire dragon, a special product of Salada, was slaughtered, cooked into delicacies, and served to each table.

"The dragon meat you ordered." The waiter with the lizard head brought over a large plate half a person's height.

He lifted the cover, and the dragon meat was dripping with golden fat. When he poked it open with a knife, the scalding hot air, accompanied by the juicy and tender meat rolled, immediately overflowed with aroma.

The lizard head bowed and retreated, "Please use it slowly."

Lala was also hungry, so she ate directly.

The main body of the god-killers is an energy nuclear life, but it does not have its own energy intake system. When they are young, they can transfer energy from the adult god-killers to maintain their lives. After they grow up, they transform into other race forms and replenish energy through eating and other methods.

Wu Tian tasted a few mouthfuls, then stopped.

Who is that murderous coldness coming from the direction of the palace, Wu Tian probably knows exactly who it is.

It was precisely because of this that he temporarily stopped.

Wu Tian has never forgotten that the biggest goal of Lala, a girl from the god-killing clan, is to kill their clan's old enemy, the legendary killer 【Hit】.

"How could such a super killer appear in the palace of the Saiyan planet?" Wu Tian thought.

Of course, he would not think that a master as strong as Hitt would be completely separated from ordinary life, which is obviously impossible.

If you don't become a true god for a day, you will become a mortal spirit for a day.

No matter how strong Sun Wukong and other Super Saiyans are, they still breathe, eat, sleep, and live.

won't take away from most people.

Same goes for Hitter.

No matter how strong he is, he is not a true god, and he also has a life.

Maybe he was originally a killer, but he just got stronger and stronger, unknowingly getting stronger to where he is today, but he didn't let go of his career as a killer at the same time; or maybe he was strong enough to a certain level, and one day he suddenly wanted to find some excitement, and then Or he really wanted to kill all kinds of masters, so he chose the job of killer.

So, as a professional killer, Hitt appeared in the Saiyan palace on Planet Sharada, who was he trying to kill?

"boom!"

The sound of someone falling.

"You don't have eyes when you walk!" The man who fell angrily shouted, accompanied by a "Hula", probably his companions rushed over to cheer him on.

It's just that before their anger rose to a high level, it was extinguished abruptly.

"Ah... so it's Captain Tenep's friend..." The Saiyan who accidentally collided with Frost's tall body and fell down instantly fainted.

Turnip waved his hand and said, "It's all right, let's go."

The Saiyan who was knocked down pursed his lips, nodded and led his companions away.

Frost's eyes were cold.

Although, he really wanted to tear up that impolite thing with his own hands.

Or, stick the poisonous thorn into his body with your own hands and watch him die in pain.

But because of the personality he added to himself, Frost can't do much in front of Tenip now.

Compared with the one in Universe [-], the "Frieza" in this universe is more tolerant, less domineering, and less unscrupulous.From another perspective, it can be understood as... more intelligent, relatively less arrogant.

The method of controlling qi, the power and energy of Frieza in the Milky Way of the seventh universe may not be unsearchable, but... Frieza doesn't care, he indulges in the fantasy of the emperor of the universe, relying on his own innate strength Domineering, dismissive of the skills in the hands of those low-level people.

Frost was different.

He forbears.

Perhaps it was because he had been "educated" by someone before, so he learned to endure.After all, the super power on the bright side of the sixth universe is stronger than that of the seventh universe.The simplest example is Hitt, the famous "Legend Killer".

He is good at disguising.

He was a strong, humble, good man in the eyes of all who knew him.

He likes to hide behind the scenes.

Of course, this is also to maintain his disguised image.It was hard to manage an image that was not easy to attract people's attention and was easy to be insidious. Of course, Frost would not want to destroy it casually if it was not necessary.

It is because of this slightly different personality that he has learned to control himself and how to control the wild energy in his body.Otherwise, the movement of his transformation in front of Tenip before was enough to startle many Saiyans in Sharada.

Frost's body changes, and he is wearing a cloak and hood, so of course it will not be noticed.

But Turnip is different.

He is a familiar face among the Saiyan warriors, but also, as the captain of the most elite defense team of Sharada, Tenipu is equivalent to the head coach of the forbidden army of the entire Saiyan clan on the Sharada planet, and his status is also extremely high. At this moment, he swept his eyes away, and the other Saiyans in the restaurant did not dare to come over to disturb them, and each settled down.

The two found a place to sit down, and there were two people at the table behind them, one was a young man drinking water, the other was a girl eating meat.

"If you want to eat, I'll ask someone to send it to me. You can eat whatever you want, why bother to come here?" Turnip said in a low voice.

Frost just smiled.

Will he tell Turnip that he is sending a signal to his subordinates in the dark, telling them to get ready to take over from you and control Sharada when the time comes?

Frost said: "It's only been a matter of a day or two. Why should I be careful? I turned into a disguise to see your face and not to disturb other people. Otherwise, according to my idea, we will He has an absolute advantage in strength, just hit him directly. Why bother..."

Turnip's face was dark, and he said in denial: "What do you know, I want an opportunity... Soon, it should be soon..."

The corner of Frost's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

"Frieza" is still Frieza after all, and the Frozen Demon is still a Frozen Demon after all, and the bad nature in his bones will not change.

No matter how "lawful" the Sharada Saiyans of the sixth universe are, they are still the fighting nation whose blond hair stands on end when they are angry. Lisa is exactly the same.

From the bottom of his heart, Frost despises Turnip's behavior of wanting to rebel and dawdling.

Since the strength of our own side is crushing, just kill King Sharada and replace him.

If anyone refuses to accept the new king, stand up and kill one by one, until everyone is convinced!

The killing intent in Frost's heart was churning, and he could hardly restrain it.

A person who pretends to be his true nature for a long time will accumulate negative emotions in his heart. If there is no proper way to decompress, his mind will be distorted-although it is not normal to freeze the demon's mind.

At this time, a strong smell of meat wafted... Frost needed to divert his attention.

Next to it, the waiter with a lizard head was carrying a half-person-high plate and was about to pass by. Frost reached out and grabbed it. He said nervously and hoarsely: "I think this is the one I ordered, right?"

The lizard head was about to say no, but when he turned around, he happened to see Frost's unclear face and eyes under the shadow of the hood, which made him feel a chill in his heart, and subconsciously let go.

Behind him at the table, the girl spit out a white keel with her mouth full of oil, and then disappeared like a ghost and reappeared beside Frost.

"That's mine." Lala pinched the annoying hand that was about to steal away her own food.

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Meanwhile, the palace.

Inside the room of King Sharada.

Hitt was suspended cross-legged, with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly opened his eyes.

A maid opened the door and came in with a tray, a bowl of soup.

"The queen said that the battle day sacrifice is approaching, but you should also pay attention to your health, this is the soup that the queen ordered, and it has a formula that is beneficial to our Saiyan genes." The maid whispered softly, and put the plate on the table .

King Sharada, who was dealing with official duties, paused his pen and rubbed the center of his brows. Seeing that Hitt closed his eyes again, he waved his hand to order the maid to step back. He scratched his pale beard and slowly drank a bowl of soup. Sure enough, as the maid said, King Sharada felt refreshed.

He remembered that tomorrow would be their Saiyan ancient traditional battle day festival, under the illumination of a huge full moon, a tournament for brave fighters would be held.

"Tenip, I will never let you destroy the peace of Sharada..."