Wandering in Dragon Ball

Li Meng had seen a game commercial in his previous life. The spokesperson was wearing a majestic armor, holding a big knife in his hand, and shouted to the audience in a very mean tone: "It's a brother, come and chop me!"

In a daze, he folded the images of Padola and Zha Zhahui together.

The dragon-slaying sword turned into a dagger, and the macho man transformed into a beautiful woman.

The tone of seeking death is still unscrupulous, and the shouting is unparalleled.

Li Meng turned his gaze away from Padola's fair neck and asked a little doubtfully: "Senior, can I ask you a question?"

"Okay, I'm listening."

"You... don't want to win?"

"I don't want to." Padola said without thinking, "I just want to die once."

Li Meng was shocked, what kind of brain circuit is this?

I've only heard of masters being lonely, but I never thought they could be so powerful that they actively seek death.

It seemed that he had found a glimmer of hope, but facing the suspected mentally ill girl with strange ideas, Li Meng cautiously tested her bottom line again: "Your companion...won't you mind?"

"Companion?" Padola frowned and thought for a second, then waved her hand and said, "They can't do it. They can't kill me at all. You seem to be quite reliable."

Li Meng was speechless, how do you know that I am more reliable than others?

He wanted to ask the other party if there would be anyone who wanted to help him take revenge, but he understood that he would mind if he completed the task of killing her first.

The two people's thinking is not on the same line at all.

However, he heard that no one could kill her so far, and Li Meng had a better understanding of this boss's strength.

If the ten stars were to be ranked, this one would definitely be in the top three.

His strength is good, but his IQ is a bit questionable.

God is indeed fair. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses.

Thinking that he would not die soon, Li Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll do it."

"Come! Come quickly!" Padola's eyes were bright and she looked extremely excited.

The bright dagger is filled with golden light, and it is not ordinary at first glance. Twenty-four black crystal-carved silk threads highlight layers of glyphs full of explosive power on the surface. The craftsmanship is excellent and the blade is sharp.

Holding such a magical weapon, Li Meng's confidence doubled, and he had the illusion that he could fight ten.

Because the two were similar in height, and because this was a custom-made weapon for Padora, Li Meng felt extremely comfortable waving his arms.

"Chiliu", it feels like swiping a knife across tofu.

The bright red blood exploded into several flowers in the air, and the head with a single ponytail flew into the sky in circles.

Li Meng was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would actually cut off his head.

The head was decapitated with one knife, perfect.

But the winning prompt did not appear, which meant that the system detected that Padora was still alive.

"Could it be..." Li Meng had a bad premonition in his heart.

Padola, whose head is missing, is like the ancient god Xingtian, accurately catching his bleeding head.

A ray of red light emerged from the broken neck, pulling the head clasped on the wrist under the ribs, and a terrifying suction force shattered the space in front of Padola.

"What is this?" Li Meng took two steps back to avoid being involved in the broken space.

"It's going to go back to the neck, chop again, chop again!"

What the hell kind of vitality is this? Forced self-healing?

The veins on the girl's arms were bulging, and she was trying hard to suppress her head that was trying to return. Seeing this scene, the corners of Li Meng's eyes twitched.

How much does this woman named Padola want to die...

Li Meng burst out Kaio Fist, using the glyph on the handle to exert % of its power.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

He somewhat understood why Bruce Lee shouted while fighting. This sense of rhythm made it easier for him to exert strength when making moves.

Stronger.

Faster.

The powerful sword energy covered Padola's whole body, and the red dress was torn into hundreds of pieces along with the flesh and blood.

However, even if the body is broken like this, Padola still has consciousness.

Li Meng realized one thing, that is, this little girl was absolutely immortal like Majin Buu.

Looking at the broken internal organs, a sick feeling came over me.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Dongdongbo!"

"Qi Yuan Slash!"

……

Since physical attacks were ineffective, Li Meng used energy attacks to kill his opponents.

What's frustrating is that Padora's body is not afraid of energy attacks at all, and has no problem at all.

sizzle...

Padora's body was reorganized. Not only her body, but also her red dress was restored to its original state, with no trace of being attacked at all.

Looking at Li Meng who was panting on the spot, she frowned and said dissatisfied: "Be serious, you can do it, keep working hard!"

Li Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He put the dagger back into the scabbard and said, "I already understand how powerful you are. It's not an option to just slash like this. Just tell me. Do you have any special weaknesses?"

"Am I not weak enough like this? I'm not invulnerable." Padola raised her fist to cheer up Li Meng, "It must be that you are not durable enough. You need to be patient to consume my energy. Come on!"

Li Meng was speechless. If he had to compete to see who consumed more energy, he could chop for a thousand years in the current situation.

Those ten-star generals who were more powerful than Li Meng couldn't kill Padola. It was definitely not a matter of energy.

"Ding dong! Warning, there are evil eyes staring at you!"

The system's detection function issued a warning, and the competition between the two alarmed other people in the world of gods.

There is no doubt that the group of mercenaries from the God Realm must have discovered the fighting.

Li Meng didn't want to be the target of public criticism again, so he looked at Padola with pleading eyes: "Senior, I'm in a hurry. Otherwise, you can admit defeat first, and after the ring battle is over, I can slowly figure out how to kill you, okay?"

Padola stared at Li Meng with big purple pupils, as if thinking about Li Meng's request.

There was silence for a long time, until Li Meng thought she didn't want to agree, when a voice like the sound of nature reached his ears: "Okay."

Li Meng was overjoyed.

But not long after, both of them discovered new problems.

Admitting defeat has no effect!

Padola tried to say "I surrender" and "I surrender" many times, but there was no winning sound at all.

Li Meng recalled the previous situation when he tried to escape by admitting defeat but failed and had to walk by force, and confirmed one thing.

That was because he used the system to re-pair his opponents, which seemed to result in the loss of the ring referee in the final and the inability to obtain the approval he had promised verbally.

"Host, in this game, the opponent must be seriously injured to at least a certain extent to determine the outcome."

After hearing the system's judgment, Li Meng felt like crying.

Padola didn't want to win, and he didn't want to lose. The biggest problem was that he had no way to seriously injure Padola in a short period of time. This suspected mentally ill girl was almost invincible to Li Meng.

What to do?

Seeing Li Meng's frustrated look, Padola instead smiled and said, "Don't be impatient, I believe in you, you can do it."

Li Meng cried silently in his heart, this is really a considerate and caring elder sister.

He didn't even know where the other party got the confidence to think that he could kill her. He could never understand the brain circuit of a mentally ill girl.

The most important thing is, why are the ancient remnant souls locked as opponents in the competition? This is too outrageous.

As time passes, more and more warning signs continue to sound.

Nearly fifty people are coming here, none of them has a combat power of less than million.

Li Meng glanced numbly at Padola, who was still in high spirits, and accepted the fact that he was about to be watched by a group of mercenaries from the gods with ill intentions again.

Breaking the rules of the world of gods, changing the contestants in the arena, and seemingly getting along well with an ancient remnant soul who is regarded as the enemy of the gods...

The wanted order for the Angel King is really not in vain.