Dragon Ball Super YG

Chapter 228: The battle failed?

Su Lifei, who was in the viewing area, saw her red eyes ignoring the rules again and again. She stood there with red eyes and yelled curses in anger!

Xima interrupted with a meaningless look: "Well, let the red-eyes continue to make trouble. Anyway, the original intention of holding the martial arts meeting is to select the strongest person in the world. If red-eyes can really defeat Sun Wukong and Vegeta, then he will be worthy of the name. The strongest."

In the battlefield, the arena was surrounded by dust and was pressing towards Sun Wukong and Vegeta.

"Oops! Kakarot, back off!" Vegeta nervously looked at the huge ring coming towards him, hitting the gravel while urging Sun Wukong behind him.

But before the two could communicate, Gao Gao's red eyes raised their hands towards the ring, "Do you know why I recommend you to the Dragon God? Because my eyes can see through the potential power of others. Don't let me down! "

After speaking, his red eyes radiated light, and he gathered a stream of air from his palms, exerting doubled pressure on the ring. In an instant, the ring covered the figures of Sun Wukong and Vegeta, and pressed Vegeta down like a mountain. The ground was only half a meter away, and the huge pressure directly destroyed the ground. The ground sunk in a large area, and countless streams of fire shot up.

"Could it be that...Vegeta can't resist it?" People in the viewing area swallowed their saliva and stared at the apocalyptic battlefield with nervous hearts in their throats.

"No, no, not only Vegeta, but the scarred Sun Wukong is also struggling at this time!" Lawsky observed the battle situation in advance and couldn't help blurting out. He could roughly judge the pressure that Red Eyes had just exerted on the ring. The arena became as heavy as two planets. If Sun Wukong and Vegeta hadn't been there to hold it up, the martial arts venue would have been crushed instantly.

In the half meter between the ring and the ground, sparks were flying and gravel was flying. Perhaps Sun Wukong and Vegeta were resisting in unimaginable pain.

Amid everyone's breathless anticipation, the arena shrouded in lightning and flint continued to rise at an insignificant speed.

"It's up, they really didn't give up resistance!" Beerus was delighted. As long as it didn't last until the last moment, anything could turn around.

As Beerus shouted, the arena gradually rose, and the figures of Sun Wukong and Vegeta appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Vegeta was covered in black flames, and he was gathering power with both hands and gritting his teeth to push. He was standing on the ring, while Sun Wukong was tilting his body, with silver and red arrogance exploding all over his body, and he was holding the ring with his head. Thousands

"Damn Kakarot, didn't I tell you to step back? Your injuries will only drag me down!" Vegeta scolded fiercely while rubbing his teeth.

"Haha, Vegeta, you actually made me, a Saiyan, flinch in the face of the battle. This is not like you at all." Sun Wukong forced a smile on his scarred face and replied. He is better than any other. Everyone knows the true power of Red Eyes when it comes to seriousness, and Vegeta alone cannot compete with it no matter what.

The red eyes looked at the rising ring calmly, without thinking too much, he once again gathered airflow in his palms and applied pressure to the ring.

"boom!"

A strong storm swept along the ring. Sun Wukong was directly hit by the pressure and fell to the festering ground. Vegeta could hardly bear it. He knelt on the ground with his legs, and his arms gathered together and exploded. The beating blood vessels protruded, and the body was shaking and sweating profusely, resisting tenaciously.

Sun Wukong was lying on the ground and seeing Vegeta's appearance, he concluded that he couldn't hold on for long. In desperation, he struggled to get up regardless of his injuries, and blasted his shoulder with a wave of energy with one hand.

A heartbreaking scream came out. Sun Wukong used air waves to correct his dislocated shoulders, used his remaining thoughts to inject weak source power into his arms, and pushed towards the ring.

Vegeta suddenly felt a little more relaxed. He calmed down and looked at Sun Wukong. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He saw blood flowing all over Sun Wukong's body. The light in his eyes was gradually fading, and he was obviously about to lose consciousness.

"Kakarot...what makes you so persistent in this battle?" Vegeta stared blankly at Sun Wukong who was risking his life.

The purpose of Vegeta's competition is simple, to compete for the honor of being the strongest in the world. But what about Sun Wukong? Obviously not for this purpose.

"Hmph, no matter what, I will never lose to you, Kakarot!!" Vegeta's eyes suddenly changed, and his whole body became excited as if on stimulants, and his arms gathered dazzling energy. The light of power spread rapidly across the arena, combining with Sun Wukong's weak source power to wrap around the entire arena!

"What? How could such a strong source of light erupt..." The red eyes stared blankly at the arena shrouded in the source of light. An inexplicable chill arose in his heart. He couldn't help but tremble and raised his hand to exert maximum pressure on the arena. pressure.

There was a strong tremor, and the ring pressed tightly to the ground in everyone's sight. The source of power wrapped in the ring dissipated instantly and turned into nothing. At the same time, the breath of Sun Wukong and Vegeta also disappeared...

"Dad! Uncle Vegeta!!" Son Gohan looked at the ring that was close to the ground, his eyes were ashen and empty, and his face was filled with veins and his expression was extremely angry and ferocious!

Looking at Sun Wuhan with red eyes, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he spread his hands and said indifferently: "Originally, I thought they wouldn't die like this, but seeing your expression, I I think they can't survive anymore, hahaha." After saying that, Hong Yan turned around, his huge body fell towards the ring, and his heavy footsteps broke the whole ring into two pieces.

"Nani, you bastard!" Sun Wuhan looked straight at the red-eyed attitude of having nothing to do with the murder. An imperceptible sharpness flashed in his eyes, and there was a faint purple light in his hair. , clenched his fists and raised his steps.

Piccolo stopped and said: "Calm down Gohan, Red Eyes has a domineering and weird temper. Don't rush to die. Besides, with Lurina here, they can be resurrected."