Douluo Super Saiyan Legend

Because the performance of that scythe at that time had already surpassed Goku and Vegeta.

certainly.

For Wukong, who now truly understands the meaning and existence of breath, it is not difficult to transform into form with breath.

It just takes more energy and physical strength. It takes a while to adapt to the battle, otherwise it will be difficult to disintegrate at a critical period.

"So the problem now is..."

"What shape should I make?" Wukong was completely confused here.

It's very important to get a shape. Is it the first time I try to use gas to form a pan?

Hey, this isn’t right either.

There's nothing bad about a frying pan. It can chop, chop, and shoot. The key thing is that it can block damage.

"Well, let's forget it..."

After much hesitation, Wukong decided not to do it.

He is too easy to be despised. Unlike other time travellers, he is very thick-skinned.

Wukong still pays great attention to his image, actions, and appearance. How can such a thick-skinned thing be done to Wukong?

Then, Wukong used his whole body's breath to focus on his right hand.

Just like when they taught Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong the air dance technique, they calmed down their body and mind, slowly guided the breath out of the body, and then passed it through the inertia.

The breath that is being exported is gradually increasing in concentration and changing its shape.

slowly……

A sword-hilt-type handle appears in Wukong's hand, and the whole thing is blue.

But it's not pure blue, but that kind of transparent blue, with light blue particles scattered around it. It should be the residue of the constant replacement of breath, or a manifestation of energy leakage.

"Not even close..." Wukong wiped the sweat from his head and whispered.

The first time he tried to use gas to form, Wukong was not very used to it. After all, this thing is a labor of strength and detail work.

I believe that when female Saiyans do this kind of thing, they will definitely do it more smoothly than male Saiyans. The details are really too special.

I saw that the handle was still slowly changing upward, becoming rounder and rounder.

Getting rounder and rounder?

Until it forms the shape of a pan.

Yes, you read that right, it’s a pan!

"It's finally done. Your name will be Turtle Style Qigong Pot from now on!" After deciding on the name, Wukong swung it in the air a few times. It was very handy, even better than the golden cudgel.

"This name is loud and grand!" Wukong was very satisfied with this pot and its name. It can both cook and beat people.

Turtle Style Qigong Pot, you deserve it.

What?

What should you do if you are despised by others?

Jokes, those mentioned above are all temporary lyrics. It’s not like everyone doesn’t know how thick Wukong’s face is, isn’t he just the same person?

We want to inherit the tradition of all time travellers, be thick-skinned!

"Ouch~" Wukong put his hands on his waist and twisted to loosen his muscles and bones.

The crunching sound made Wukong's muscles all over his body greatly liberated.

"Oh, I'm getting old!"

Wukong walked leisurely towards the place where the two were practicing, not forgetting to admire the transparent blue pan in his hand along the way.

Just eye candy.

Ning Rongrong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in the distance, stared attentively at the light screen that appeared in her hands from time to time. As long as a ball condensed, she would be successful.

And Zhu Zhuqing is also getting familiar with the power of the breath bit by bit.

It seems that he can access the qigong bomb mode. As long as he can fire qigong bombs, Zhu Zhuqing's strength will definitely be improved.

When both of them can use the explosive mode, they can fuse that move on both of them.

If Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong used the fusion technique, how powerful would it be?

Could it be that the fused twin martial souls?

A Nether Civet Cat and a Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?

No, if that's really the case, then it's a bit weak. It would be even better if the two spirits could be fused together, a spirit with a percentage of self-improvement ability.

If the ability to fuse was added to the increase, it would be incredible.

Thinking of this, Wukong himself wanted to fuse with Ning Rongrong. Of course, the fused thing would definitely be like the enchanting fusion between Hu Liena and Xie Yue.

Neither male nor female!

In this way, Wukong sat next to the two people who were concentrating on training. In the meantime, he went to the forest to find some soul beast meat.

The brown-manacled bull is a kind of bovine soul beast that is very common in the forest. Soul beasts generally have a soul ring after ten years of cultivation. Soul beasts that are less than ten years old cannot be said to be soul beasts, but can only be regarded as animals.

There are too many of these soul beasts, and they are generally under ten years old. Wukong has to be careful with his strength when catching them. If he uses too much force, he can easily crush one to death. Their size is really not proportional to their cultivation.

After catching the cow, Wukong went to a small town not far away to buy some seasonings.

What surprised Wukong was that there was cumin in this world. Maybe Wukong thought a little too little. How could he not be able to sum up the seasoning in Douluo Continent for thousands of years?

No, there are seasonings, ingredients, and even the pot is ready. If you don’t show off your cooking skills, it would be a shame for Wukong’s skills!

He is a craftsman...

Pick two bamboos at random from the forest, peel them off, and chopsticks come out.

Sometimes this kind of wild survival is quite good.

When Wukong came back, it was already evening, and the two of them were still practicing by the lake.

"You..." Wukong suddenly spoke, causing the two of them to wake up from their training state.

"Is there any problem?" Zhu Zhuqing opened her lips lightly and asked.

"Are you hungry?" Wukong picked up the ingredients in his hands and smiled at the two of them.

"Wow, we can finally eat, but can you cook?" Ning Rongrong jumped up immediately.

She practiced for almost a day, almost without rest, and kept studying how to get the breath out of her body.

Of course he was overjoyed when he heard about eating, but looking at Wukong like this, can he cook?

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but his eyes showed a different look from Ning Rongrong.

Seems very much looking forward to it.

When they were in the Soul Hunting Forest of the Star Luo Empire, Wukong prepared food every day for the few months they stayed together.

The food was delicious, although the quality was not as good as the beautifully presented ones we usually eat at Zhu's house.

But the taste is definitely worse. With Wukong's skills, he can definitely be called a top chef in the empire.

At that time, Zhu Zhuqing gained several pounds because the food was so delicious.

"Just do it right there. Let me tell you, I was one of the best chefs in our Pear Blossom Village back then!" Speaking of this, Wukong's voice suddenly became much more arrogant.

"Even some city-level restaurants in Notting City have invited me to cook for them, which shows that my craftsmanship is absolutely top-notch."

In fact, half of it was just a lie. When Wukong was in Pear Blossom Village, he usually had to trick other children when eating, let alone the chef.

Cooking and other things were completely self-taught in my previous life.

"That's it, then I have to look forward to it!" Ning Rongrong licked her lips, as if she couldn't wait to go up and tear the meat.

"I don't have much food here. I just went to the town to buy some seasonings and rice. It will be fine for the past few days."

"If it's rice, I will use my breath to steam it directly." I have to say that the power of this breath is really omnipotent, thanks to Dragon Ball.

"So, how about getting you some beef bibimbap?" Wukong asked.

"Okay, okay! Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to starve to death~" Ning Rongrong covered her flat stomach with a pleading expression.

"Me...me too..." Zhu Zhuqing also followed softly.

"Well, just wait."

Putting the ingredients on a relatively flat and wide stone, the flames of breath in his right hand burned away all the dirt on the stone.

I took a bowl of water and sprinkled it on it. The whole stone became bright and shiny. Finally, I used the power of breath to explore it again. The cleanliness of this stone can be compared with the usual cooking board.

Wukong slowly took out the ingredients from the bag, chanting them one by one silently, and said: "Fresh beef, potatoes, shredded ginger, chopped green onions, peanut oil, star anise, coriander, salt, soy sauce."

"Nothing is missing, it's all done!"

Wukong took out the beef from the bag and cleaned it, blanch it in the hot water burned by the breath flames, fish it out and drain it, and cut it into pieces for later use.

Place the pan formed with the breath on the covered area of ​​the breath flame. After the pot is heated, take out the peanut oil from the bag, put an appropriate amount of oil, throw in the chopped green onion and shredded ginger and fry them until they are fragrant.

Add beef and stir-fry for 2 minutes, add star anise and soy sauce to taste, add appropriate amount of salt and stir-fry repeatedly.

After the pan is fragrant, add water, cover the pot, turn down the heat and simmer for about twenty minutes.

Add the potatoes, stir evenly, cover the pot, continue to simmer for another 20 minutes, and sprinkle with coriander leaves before serving.

"Huh~ It's finally done." Wukong wiped the sweat from his head and cooked the pot of stew.

The rice steamed by the flames of breath comes out of the pot just right.

Take out the spoon from the bag and pour the stewed potato and beef on the rice one spoon at a time. Judging from the appearance, it goes very well with the rice.

After a while, Wukong finished everything, took out the chopsticks, pinned them on the three bowls, and placed them on the stone.

"Okay, okay, it's time to eat..." Wukong shouted, and the two women heard the sound and came, and were immediately attracted by the aroma.

Ning Rongrong's unsatisfactory saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she completely lost her ladylike temperament.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with mist. He didn't expect to be able to taste the food cooked by Wukong after all these years. Looking back on what he had eaten in the past two years, it was simply not on the same level as what Wukong cooked.

"Brother Kong... you are simply the Almighty King..." Ning Rongrong was already admiring Wukong at this time.

I can't think of any words to describe Wukong. How else can I describe this?

He is handsome, strong, and most importantly, he can cook.

If his strength hadn't allowed him to do so, Ning Rongrong would have really wanted to knock Wukong unconscious and carry him directly back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"No, I can't hold it any longer." Zhu Zhuqing thought to himself that he really couldn't hold it anymore because it smelled so good. \u003c!--over--\u003e