I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 958: :?

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Vegeta is undoubtedly the most shocking of all, or rather, the most unacceptable.

From start to finish, he looked at these people with a playful attitude.

After all, he is the prince of Saiyans and the most powerful Saiyan. With this strength, he also has the nobility and arrogance that matches his strength.

But now.

The unexpected happened.

In a word, even he killed Napa without understanding?

"Humph." Vegeta snorted coldly, her vigilance had already been raised to the highest level, "What method did you use?"

"It's just depriving him of his life." He said quietly and calmly, "Since you know that there is a dragon in this world that can fulfill any wish, then this kind of method is not so difficult to accept, to a certain extent, You can also think of me as a being similar to Shenlong, only I am much stronger."

Although the world of Dragon Ball seems to have a simple power system, battles basically rely on hand-to-hand combat and waves.

But in reality, that's clearly not the case.

The existence of the dragon, as long as it has enough power, can really achieve all wishes, whether it is immortality, resurrection of the dead, or even reshaping a planet, as long as it does not exceed the upper limit of "power" Can do anything.

In other words.

Silence in this universe can be regarded as a "Dragon".

This explanation.

Vegeta seems to be grudgingly taking it.

"Is that so...is it similar to that of Namekian magic?" Vegeta half-squinted, staring at Silent.

Understanding is understanding, and shock is just as shocking.

The Namekians do have all kinds of magical means, but their strength is not strong, and those magics are even less likely to kill a Saiyan as easily as the person in front of them.

Think about the combat power detected by the probe just now.

Damn!

It is impossible to measure the strength of the opponent.

"Are you afraid?"

Silent raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"What a joke!" Vegeta gritted her teeth, veins bursting out on her forehead, "I am the most powerful Saiyan, would I be afraid?"

"If you're not afraid, what are you waiting for?" Silent revealed a playful smile, his eyes suddenly became deep, filled with a mysterious temperament like a black hole, and then whispered, "If you shoot at me, You will die too, how about you, want to try?"

"Yes, **** it!"

Vegeta looked at the pitch-black pupils that could make one's mind fall forever, and even subconsciously took two steps back.

Then an overwhelming sense of shame flooded.

He was really scared.

Fear of dying like Naba, without resistance and without reason.

No way! ?

He's the strongest Saiyan ever!

In the end, it was the dignity of the heart that triumphed over the fear.

"Go to hell!"

Vegeta's figure came behind Silent in an instant.

However, just a moment to raise a fist.

My heart jumped.

A strong fear of facing death swept through his whole body in an instant, just like his heart, brain, everything in his body was tightly grasped by a pair of invisible big hands, as long as he waved This punch, waiting for him, is an abyss-like death.

Really die!

Vegeta's figure retreated in an instant, even appearing at a distance of several hundred meters.

The ends of my hair were thoroughly wet with cold sweat.

And until this time.

Silence turned his head unhurriedly.

His face remained calm.

It was naturally his warning to Vegeta just now. Vegeta is not a fanatical warfighter who is not afraid of death. Faced with the fear of death, he is not so fearless to take that step.

Actually.

The current Vegeta, gritted his teeth, let out a constant low growl from his throat, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He took the feeling just now as his intuition.

This man...maybe even more terrifying than Frieza!

Vegeta has given up.

The people watching from other places also showed shocked expressions.

"This Saiyan...is scared." Piccolo's ears seemed to move, "Yes, his muscles are shaking, sweat is profuse, he is scared."

"Also, it's no wonder." Xiao Lin glanced at Naba's corpse lying on the ground and said dryly, "Just one sentence..."

They had no idea that things would get to this point.

I thought it was a great enemy to the Saiyans, but after meeting the people from another world who suddenly arrived, they were suddenly killed for no reason.

If the aliens are the enemy...

The invisible and overwhelming pressure from silence engulfed everyone.

"Hey, didn't you agree to leave this to me?" Saitama came up at this time, looking at Silent with a wary expression, "Don't rob my opponent anymore, besides, this kind of battle is not good for you. It doesn't make sense to you."

"Of course." Silently shrugged and glanced at Vegeta again, "If you don't shoot me, even an ant~IndoMTL.com~ I won't stomp on it casually, that's too violent."

"So, leave it to me." Saitama threw off his cape, walked over, stood in front of Vegeta, and put on a serious face, "It's better for me to fight you, or you will be killed. Silence for a split second."

He couldn't wait for a **** battle.

But, in Vegeta's eyes.

This is utter provocation.

"In an instant, an instant?"

Vegeta looked at Saitama and then at Silent, her face twisted.

Although I have the idea of ​​running away.

But sure enough.

It would be too humiliating to do nothing and run away like this. How dare he say that he is the most powerful Saiyan?

"Since you're courting death yourself!" Vegeta carefully glanced at the silence again, her speed suddenly exploded, and her figure came to Saitama's back in an instant, still waving her fists, this time, it was deliberately good There was a pause.

No.

There is no feeling of certain death!

Sure enough, this person and that person should be different!

This punch, Vegeta doesn't have any reserved hammer on the rest.

Bam—!

The dull crashing sound that made the scalp numb, accompanied by the explosion of the air, Saitama's deep inhalation flew into the distance like a cannonball.

I collided with several stone pillars one after another, and the whole person was embedded in the ground.

However, a small smile appeared on Saitama's face.

I feel it!

He finally feels it!

The strength of this fist is much better than the previous soft fist!

Sure enough, this time another world came to the right!

Saitama stood up from the ground, not only in the style of painting, but also in his eyes, which seemed to be sharp.