Dragon Ball the strongest myth

Western capital.

This once the most prosperous city on earth, after several times of destruction and reconstruction, the capital of the west is no longer as grand as it used to be.

In the headquarters of the former Universal Capsule Company, 300 meters underground, one after another faint blue electric arcs flickered and extinguished. Bulma was wearing brown sunglasses and was doing research in front of a workbench. Zhang Zhang's body structure diagram of the artificial human, in addition to some very small parts.

At this time, Bulma was busy with a gadget, which was a heart-like thing. She was building a powerful power output device, trying to develop a weapon to restrain artificial humans.

Further down in the ground, in a training room with a muffled "buzzing" sound, a young man was doing arduous training.

Due to the extremely high gravity, the small training room showed an oppressive dark red scene, and crystal beads of sweat dripped down the handsome young man's cheeks.

Ho, a soft sound.

As if a certain level had been broken, golden arrogance suddenly lingered around his body, Son Gohan's jet-black hair rose, immediately exuding a golden luster, and his eyes turned emerald green.

Phew, after stagnating in this state for a moment, the breath suddenly dissipated.

Sun Wuhan smiled wryly and shook his head, "No, this state is not as good as that of father and Vegeta back then, and it is impossible to be an opponent of artificial humans."

Due to missing the best opportunity to practice, and no one to guide him after entering the high-level state, Sun Wufan can only rely on his own groping for all cultivation, so the progress of cultivation is very slow, and his strength has been greatly improved in the past ten years. Much, barely reached the strength of Monkey King when he died. Of course, this strength is still not enough to deal with artificial humans.

Just as Sun Wuhan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating, the door of the training room suddenly opened, and a boy with light purple hair walked in.

"Brother Gohan, have you finished your training?" This young man looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and had the same light purple hair as Bulma, and he was a young Trunks.

"Yeah." Son Gohan nodded at him.

"What's the matter?" Trunks asked with his eyes suddenly lit up.

Sun Gohan sighed, and shook his head gently: "It's still not good, although it has reached the level of my father and your father Vegeta, but it is still not enough to deal with artificial humans."

"Oh." A look of disappointment flashed across Trunks' expectant expression, and then cheered up and encouraged him: "Brother Gohan, don't worry, I believe you can do it!"

Son Gohan smiled and nodded slightly.

At this time Trunks lowered his head and said curiously: "By the way, can you tell me about my father? When I asked my mother, she never told me."

"Vegeta?" Sun Gohan picked up a wet towel and wiped his face, "I don't have much contact with Vegeta, anyway, he is a very individual person with terrible self-esteem."

"That's what Mom said too." Trunks nodded.

"Actually, I don't know why your mother is with Vegeta. Forget it. After all, it's over. It's better for us to take care of adults' affairs." Sun Wuhan suddenly thought of something, and said nothing. Go down, then walk out of the training room and pick up a set of martial arts uniforms to put on.

The style is exactly the same as the Kamesen-ryu's martial arts uniform, which is also orange-red.

"Hmm." Trunks nodded and followed.

At dinner, Bulma finished his day's research and was surprised when he saw the martial arts uniform with the word "饭" printed on Sun Wuhan's body. He said, "It's amazing, you are wearing this martial arts uniform The way you look, and the way you eat, is exactly the same as your father Sun Wukong."

While speaking, Bulma showed a nostalgic expression on his face.

The years have left traces on her face, and with years of hard work, even the genes of the Bulma family that seem to be able to resist the passage of time cannot resist the traces of the years, and she is no longer the youth of the past.

Hearing this, Sun Wuhan pulled his clothes and said with a smile: "I just wanted to become as strong as my father, so I made this suit specially, but unfortunately I have never been able to do it."

Bulma shook his head, picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Haven't you been single-handedly looking for trouble for those artificial humans? This is already very rare. Trunks admires you a lot!"

Sun Wuhan shook his head with a wry smile, clenched his fists and said, "If it wasn't for the fact that the artificial man hadn't killed him, I wouldn't have survived until now!"

"Well, let's eat first!"

"Ok."

Afterwards, Sun Gohan and Trunks ate with big mouthfuls, and the Saiyan's appetite had been astonishing. He looked ferocious as if he had been reincarnated from starvation, and he had eaten half a pot of rice in a short while.

"Well, it's exactly the same!" Bulma looked at it with great interest, and the time in the past could not help but emerge in his mind.The former girl is old, and the young man of the year has passed away. Coupled with the atmosphere of the end of the earth, the past can only be recalled, and everything has changed!

A few days later.

A violent shock was transmitted from the other side of the distant planet. Even in the dark night, rays of light like the morning sun could be seen, and another large city was destroyed by artificial humans.

"No. 17, didn't you say that you would not destroy this city? You won't find such a good clothing store in the future." No. 18 looked at the sky full of flames not far away, frowned, and her pretty face was dissatisfied. Leaving aside the instigator of all this - his own brother No. 17.

After seeing it, No. 17 waved his hand indifferently, "Hey, No. 18, haven't you already taken a lot of clothes, these clothes are enough for you to wear."

"Humph!" No. 18 snorted coldly, then suddenly turned his bright eyes and smiled, "Look, someone has been attracted by your movement."

He raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by No. 18. Sure enough, he saw two figures, one big and one small, flying towards them. When they got close, No. 17 suddenly grinned, laughed loudly, and his eyes flashed With a cold brilliance like a god looking down, the person who came was Sun Wukong's son Sun Wufan.

It's this underdog again.

"Haha, isn't this Sun Wufan, he ran over again, hey, this time he even brought a little guy with him." Looking at Sun Wufan who had already flown to him, No. 17 said with disdain.

For this defeated player, he and No. 18 have always had a playful attitude. In fact, in the whole world, only he can bring some fun to No. 17 and No. 18.The others are weak ants, and they don't have any sense of accomplishment even if they are trampled to death.

"Tsk tsk, this time let me see how much stronger you have become after not seeing you for a few months..." No. 17 said provocatively, and was about to make a move as soon as he waved his hand.

"Damn it, how many people are you going to kill!" Trunks shouted angrily as he saw the ruined walls everywhere in his vision.

"Tranks, calm down."

Sun Wuhan stopped in front of Trunks, looking coldly at the artificial man with a pair of dark eyes. After several fights with the artificial man, he knew that the horror of the two monsters in front of him was far beyond his imagination. Don't let Trunks make a rash move.

"No. 17, I'm in a bad mood today, you kill them all!" No. 18 glanced at them and suddenly lost his temper.

"Hey, this will kill them, don't you want to play anymore?" Number 17 asked.

In the past, they didn't kill Sun Wuhan because they were worried that no one would be able to play with them in the future. It seems that No. 18 is really in a bad mood.Powerful artificial humans like them have already surpassed the level of earthlings, and can be said to be invincible existences in the universe. Keeping these humans is just to find some fun for themselves.

"It's boring, I'm tired of staying on the earth. After we kill them, we'll go find a spaceship to go to other planets." No. 18 stroked his fluttering hair, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

There are many spaceships on the earth that can go to the outside world. Even if it breaks down, just ask those humans to repair it. Do those humans dare to refuse them?After these years of killing, number 18 is completely tired of life on earth, it's so boring!

"That!"

No. 17 was right when he thought about it again. He and No. 18 already had such great power, how could they keep their eyes on this small earth?I heard that the scenery in the universe is very beautiful, it's time to go outside for a walk!Thinking of the 17th, he laughed, and suddenly looked at Sun Wuhan and others indifferently, "You heard it too, today is your death day."

"Stand back, Trunks, they will be handed over to me!"

Son Gohan raised his eyebrows and told Trunks to step back.

"Brother Gohan, I can fight too!" Trunks argued, unwilling to watch from the sidelines.

"Stand back, you are not their opponent!"

"Yes!"

Trunks replied in a low voice unwillingly, and then stepped aside. He also knew that he was really no match for the artificial man, but he was really unwilling.

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Ps: Thanks to "Xiangzun" for the reward of 10000 starting coins.