Wandering in Dragon Ball

The scorching sun at noon was very fierce, and because of the competition he had just had with Tao Lanlan, Li Meng felt his mouth was dry.

In the desert, it is not suitable to drink too much water at noon, but you have lost too much water through sweating, and you may suffer from heatstroke if you don't replenish it.

Li Meng took out the water bag and took a sip. At this time, the voice of the system came to his ears again: "Warning, due to the use of system energy, an unknown buff was triggered, and the combat effectiveness has been reduced."

After repeating this several times, Li Meng's expression became a little strange.

He felt like he was really losing his physical strength.

It seems that the reduction effect caused by the curse is still there. Although I don't know what the mysterious sound is, it is very likely that the use of kung fu will cause the strength to decrease.

This means that he cannot take action casually until the critical moment.

He just didn't know whether Qi-raising techniques and psychic techniques belonged to these categories. Li Meng felt upset when he thought that he still had six days to regain his memory and find a way to restrain the curse.

Hugo followed behind, hesitating: "Master Y, just now you could clearly destroy that little girl from the Crane Senryu. It's not good to be too soft-hearted. When she used poison on you, she didn't consider letting you live."

"Well, so she and I will never be on the same channel, and we will never abandon you, don't worry." Li Meng smiled slightly and looked at the tour guide who was following behind him.

The film crew seemed to have expected that the two groups of contestants would be separated, so they followed two tour guides. The middle-aged tour guide who spoke less just now followed them.

"Young man, you are too impulsive. Even if you insist on principles, there is no need to talk to a group of Explosive Scorpions that are harmful to human beings. Look, you have wasted a whole day." The tour guide shook his head, feeling that Li Meng was a little overflowing with love.

"Sorry, Miss Reina once told me to cherish the living environment of every race. Maybe I was overly worried. I'm really sorry to cause everyone to continue to suffer." Li Meng saw that the locals were talking about the horror of the Explosive Scorpion. , and also realized that this creature really shouldn't be too sympathetic.

"Where we are going now, there are sand dunes to the east and high desert to the west," the tour guide asked the two of them.

Li Meng remained silent because he sensed another murderous aura.

No, it is the malicious intentions of many people gathered together, but they are well hidden and cannot be discovered without looking carefully.

"You two, don't move where you are." Li Meng jumped off the camel and walked directly forward through the desert.

It was too late, but soon, dozens of poisonous spears rushed from a distance and went straight for Li Meng.

"Aboriginal" Li Meng had sharp eyes, and he immediately saw a group of bald Sand tribesmen appearing on the sand.

In such a hot weather, they were still lying on the ground in ambush. They were really fierce.

The speed at which these spears were thrown seemed to Li Meng to be very slow, so he didn't need to think too much and just dodged all the attacks with clean steps.

When the tour guide saw the Sand Tribe appearing, his face turned pale. Just now, he didn't want to follow the Kakusenryu player who insisted on finding trouble with the Explosive Scorpion, but he didn't expect that when he turned around, he encountered an even more terrifying Sand Tribe.

It is said that these natives are very murderous and will catch people, cook them and eat them, which is very scary.

Seeing that Li Meng and his party were only three people, Dallas shouted loudly, and the tribal warriors dispatched with him jumped up from the sand and rushed towards the few ungrateful foreigners.

"Be careful, they will breathe fire," the tour guide shouted to Li Meng.

As if to confirm that what the tour guide said was true, the man from the Sha tribe at the front puffed out his mouth and spat forward, and a fiery snake swept directly towards Li Meng.

What a magical race

Li Meng refused to retreat but advanced. Their camels could not outrun these natives, and they could only continue to advance by knocking them down.

Li Meng was seen speeding up, splashing waves of sand on the sand. Before the natives could see his movements clearly, Li Meng had already punched the native who was spitting fire and knocked him down, unable to stand up again.

Li Meng's wildness startled the natives. They surrounded them one after another, taking out rusty knives in their hands. These metal knives must have been trophies captured from other humans or tourists.

"There's nothing I can do. It seems like it's going to consume some system energy again." Li Meng frowned. He found that the longer he stayed in the desert, the worse it was for him.

If he hadn't taken care of Hugo and the tour guide, he would have run away in a hurry. With his speed, few people would be able to catch up.

Hugo also understood that he had held Li Meng back, and couldn't help but worry about his own uselessness.

This final is full of crises and the difficulty is far higher than in previous competitions. If you are not careful, someone will die. The most terrible thing is that the signal is lost, and trying to call for rescue will not work.

Hugo didn't know that it was Dr. Gallo's fault, and now, the Fire City, which had interrupted the live broadcast of the game, didn't know that everyone was in danger, thinking it was a problem with the equipment.

"Catch him." Dallas saw Li Meng being so brave and felt that he was a very important person.

He couldn't understand what the natives were saying, but Li Meng knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Once the Sand people are alert, they will raise their tails like a dog. Seeing their appearance, Li Meng knew that they were preparing to attack.

There are more than a dozen tribes, large and small, scattered in the desert. I don't know if this tribe met others while hunting or if they are targeting themselves. Li Meng's eyes were cold, a ball of flame flashed, and he used the Qi Lifting Technique to fly towards Dallas, who looked like a commander.

"This man can fly" the natives exclaimed.

Dallas's face turned pale. There was a saying in the tribe that if you encounter flying humans, you must be careful because they are scary.

There is no such thing as a warrior among the natives of the Sand tribe. They are not very strong and rely on breathing fire to fight and hunt.

Countless flames gathered together to form a huge fire dragon. It was strange to say that the fire dragon seemed to be conscious and was chasing Li Meng directly. It looked extremely dangerous.

Li Meng fell directly onto the sand, causing waves of sand. He shook his hand violently, and the waves of sand turned into a big net, rushing towards the ferocious fire dragon, making a sizzling sound.

It turned out that there were some insects hidden in the sand, but they were all burned to death.

Li Meng grabbed Dallas immediately and locked his hands behind his back and pinned him to the ground. Seeing this scene, the natives had to cancel the spell, shocked and angry.

"Tell your men to retreat. I know you understand our language." Li Meng almost couldn't help but use psychic communication to communicate with this indigenous commander, but he remembered that Reina told him that he must not communicate with humans. spirit.

No matter what dangers are encountered, once humans find out that the Snow Clan will use necromancy on humans, the world will become the enemy of the Snow Clan.

The lessons of history are profound. Li Meng did not want to cause a big mess, so he could only deal with these noisy natives according to regular steps.

Dallas gritted his teeth and found that he could not struggle. Seeing the human aiming a powerful light at his back, Dallas was afraid.

He heard that foreigners had a weapon called laser, but he didn't know if this was it.

The desire to survive overcame the humiliation. In fear, Dallas finally shouted to the tribesmen: "Stop the retreat."

Seeing Dallas who seemed to be threatened, there was nothing they could do for a while. All the indigenous people had to stop and watched Hugo and the others leave their sight.

"What should I do? Dallas has been captured." A team leader said to his companions.

"The opponent is very strong. I'm afraid I need to use the power of the Scorpion God." Another native picked up the spear on the ground and stabbed it into the sand. His heart was full of resentment.