Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

"Yamucha, you are quite skilled. You have improved a lot in this period!" On the other side, Zhou Zilong's voice was full of praise. After he and Yamucha dealt with the group of green-skinned people with pimples on their skin and various monster-like figures, Zhou Zilong praised Yamucha after he scouted and found that Yamucha's combat power was 150.

"Not bad. During this time in Xidu, I have been looking for four people to practice with. Those four people have helped me improve my strength a lot!" Yamucha responded with a smile, revealing his nostalgia and gratitude for the hard training days. His eyes looked into the distance, as if he had seen a wider world of martial arts.

"Is that so? Didn't I suggest you to learn some martial arts experience from my master Wu Tian last time? Why don't you go?" Zhou Zilong's curiosity was accompanied by a hint of concern.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​I'm going to go later. At least for now, I hope to complete the goal of my practice first!" Yamucha answered firmly and confidently. He has his own pursuit of martial arts in his heart.

"This is also a good decision!" Zhou Zilong nodded in agreement. He understood and respected Yamucha's choice. The real strong always grows in constant challenges and self-transcendence.

"Zhou Zilong, will you participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts conference in more than two months?" Yamucha spoke again, with a hint of unnoticeable expectation in his tone.

"I will participate!" Zhou Zilong's answer was concise and clear.

"Then I will fight with you again at that time!" Yamucha's words were full of fighting spirit, and his eyes flashed with the light of challenge.

Zhou Zilong smiled slightly, without words, but the confidence and calmness explained everything.

"Goukong, what should we do? There are too many people. The enemy keeps launching round-robin battles to consume us. Can we win like this?" Krillin's voice trembled slightly, and a trace of imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes. They just repelled a wave of enemies, but in a blink of an eye, more enemies emerged like locusts and surrounded the two again.

"Ku~Linlin! Don't worry! We will definitely win!" Xiao Wukong's voice was firm and powerful. He tightly grasped the Ruyi stick in his hand and turned it gently. The red light flowed on the stick, as if even the air was stirred by this power. There was no retreat in his eyes, only infinite desire for victory and absolute trust in friendship.

The strange-looking, burly, red-skinned, pimpled ghost figure walked out of the crowd, holding a pair of hammers and pointing directly at Xiao Wukong, with a tone full of disdain: "Damn little ghost, you are so arrogant, let me see what you are capable of!"

"Ah!" Xiao Wukong shouted, and the Ruyi stick instantly turned into a red lightning, cutting through the air, not only easily dissolving the opponent's offensive, but also sweeping across, repelling the surrounding enemies one by one. His movements were swift and powerful, and every swing of the stick was accompanied by a deafening roar, showing an extraordinary fighting talent.

Seeing Xiao Wukong's bravery, Krillin was not to be outdone. He took a deep breath, and the hidden power in his body was stimulated. His eyes became extremely sharp. After dodging a dense hail of bullets, he quickly found his own rhythm and began to counterattack.

"I can't lose to Goku either!" Krillin growled, his figure turned into a shadow, shuttling between the enemies, his fists and feet were accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, each blow was accurate and powerful, the enemies fell one after another, none of them could stop him.

"Lucifer, the atmosphere of your horror house is really perfect, and people with less courage don't dare to come here at all!" At this time, on the way to the dinner venue with Lucifer, Iris's voice was a bit teasing, but she couldn't hide her amazement at the surrounding environment. All around, the gloomy sculptures seemed to come alive, the green eyes flickered in the darkness, and the air was filled with a faint smell of sulfur, which made people nervous involuntarily.

Lucifer chuckled, his voice low and magnetic: "It's because it's too realistic that I'm also distressed. Recently, no one comes here for the haunted house adventure. If I didn't have other industries to maintain my income, I might really consider closing this place, but tonight this place will become the stage for a special feast!"

Following Lucifer's steps, Iris passed through a series of winding corridors and finally came to an extremely spacious hall. In the hall, the atmosphere of classicism and horror elements are perfectly integrated. The towering sculptures stand like guardian gods. Their faces are distorted, but they reveal an indescribable sense of art. The hall is surrounded by layers of viewing platforms, each layer is carved with complex patterns, and in the center is a hall surrounded by ghost sculptures.The altar, on which a huge bed curtain supported by four crystal columns, looked particularly mysterious under the light.

Just as Iris stood on the altar, a ghost-like man with dark green skin, horns on his head, and wearing a red suit with a white collar suddenly appeared. He bowed deeply to Iris in an ancient and solemn ceremony.

"Everyone, let me introduce the most important guest tonight - Miss Iris!" Lucifer first made an opening introduction, and his low and magnetic voice penetrated the noise.

With Lucifer's introduction, the whole audience instantly quieted down, and then a thunderous applause broke out, and even an unknown creature blew an ancient horn, adding a bit of weirdness and excitement to this unusual night.

However, under the surface of this celebration, there is an unknown undercurrent - several pairs of greedy eyes, like hungry wolves, staring at Iris in the center of the memorial platform, her appearance seems to be the most tempting delicacy on the table.

Iris faced Lucifer's introduction, although her heart was turbulent, but she remained calm on the surface.

"Mr. Lucifer, have you seen my friends? They came before me!" Iris's voice was crisp and pleasant, trying to get a little news about her companions from Lucifer.

Lucifer's smile froze instantly, and his originally handsome face gradually twisted. There seemed to be an undercurrent under his blue skin. He slowly spoke, with unquestionable coldness in his voice: "Your friends should have been dealt with by my men at this time, and then... made into steaks and put in the freezer. I haven't toasted with the blood of a fresh girl for too long. Let's start dinner time!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall seemed to be covered by a layer of ice, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

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