Super Saiyan Stage 1

"I know this thing may be an eyesore, but you don't want to cut it off." Zhu Zhuqing knows very well that something is an eyesore. If you hang two watermelons on your chest, would you try?

"There must be a reason why I cut it off." Wukong was speechless. Who would be free to cut off his own flesh?

"The first reason is because this tail is the only fatal weakness in my body. As long as someone grabs it hard, my whole body will be weak."

"And I have reached a breakthrough bottleneck, but now I am being hindered by this tail." Wukong said leisurely.

"Oh, I understand." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly realized: "In other words, if you want to break through this bottleneck, do you have to cut off your tail?"

"Uh-huh! That's it."

"Have you two forgotten me?" Zhao Wuji shouted loudly from below. He had just been beaten, and now he is forced to eat dog food here. It's really... ugh.

Seeing the two of them like this, Zhao Wuji immediately used his hands to pick up a huge boulder from the ground, stood firm on his feet, swung it a full 360 degrees, and then threw it directly in the direction of Wukong and Zhu Zhuqing in the air.

"A little trick." Wukong smiled knowingly, holding Zhu Zhuqing in his arms and continuing to increase height.

Who said I swung down a Qigong wave and shattered the rock.

The scattered pebbles hit several people on the ground without mercy.

"Ah, help!" Ning Rongrong, a little bastard, panicked and quickly found something to cover her petite body. She didn't want to be disfigured.

"elder brother!"

After seeing Tang San being beaten away by Zhao Wuji, Xiao Wu immediately released her martial soul state and quickly ran to where Tang San was lying.

They opened some stones for him, although some of them still hit Tang San with bruises and swelling.

"Brother, are you okay?" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San who had fallen into a coma with tears in his eyes.

This was something Zhao Wuji gave him a little bit of realism. In the original work, no one took it seriously, so Tang San had a chance to succeed.

"Hmm~" Tang San gradually regained consciousness after hearing Xiao Wu's cry.

"Careless."

"If I had been more careful, I might not have been hit." Tang San slowly stood up, holding his painful chest.

It seemed that his face was also in severe pain.

He saw Zhao Wuji looking at the sky angrily, and Tang San also raised his head curiously. He saw Zhu Zhuqing and Wukong suspended in the air.

"Xiao Wu, listen to me, Sun Wukong and Zhu Zhuqing will probably keep floating like that in the sky." Tang San pointed to the sky.

"This teacher Zao Wuji's martial spirit is the powerful Vajra Bear. He is not qualified to fly. That means his next target will definitely be the two of us."

"You'll be like this for a while."

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"Well, don't worry, brother." Xiao Wu said confidently.

"Okay! Attack!"

When Zhao Wuji challenged the two people in the sky, the blue silver grass in Tang San's hand began to wrap around Zhao Wuji like a green dragon.

"Ahem, be gentle, sisters." Wukong seemed to look at Zhu Ziqing with some fear.

"It's just for a moment, please bear with it." Zhu Zhuqing held Wukong's tail in his left hand, and the nails on his right hand began to grow slowly.

"Oh, I really can't bear to do this." Zhu Zhuqing sighed in his heart.

She became addicted after stroking Wukong's tail last time, because it was so silky and soft, but now that the tail was cut off, Zhu Zhuqing was really not used to it.

But in order to strengthen Wukong's strength and help him break through the bottleneck, Zhu Zhuqing gritted his teeth and cut off Wukong's tail from the root with a swish of his right hand.

"Oh! I'll go." Wukong endured the pain and did not cry out.

Everyone below was watching the coordination between Tang San and Xiao Wu, but no one could see the movements of Wukong and Zhu Zhuqing above.

Wukong took out a piece of gauze from the storage soul guide, untied the belt, and began to slowly wrap it around his waist to stop some of the blood left behind by cutting off the tail.

"It really hurts. If I had known it, I would have found some herbal medicine similar to anesthetics."

"Are you okay?" Zhu Zhuqing looked worried and comforted Wukong.

"Did I not use my strength just now? Or did I accidentally scratch it somewhere else." Zhu Zhuqing forcibly twisted Wukong's waist to check where the tail had just been cut off.

"No, no, no, you cut at the right place, and I also felt that the bottleneck was broken." Wukong quickly explained, he didn't want his kitten to worry about him anymore.

Wukong tied his belt, and his powerful recovery ability began to make him feel the pain slowly lessening.

"You stay in the air for now. I'll perform a rider kick for you when I get down." Wukong slowly descended.

"What is a rider kick?" Zhu Zhuqing was very new to this word, as if it was the first time he heard such a word.

The battle between Tang San and Zhao Wuji below was extremely fierce. The blue silver grass on the ground was shaken to pieces. Even Xiao Wu rubbed his calf in pain, as if he had accidentally injured it.

"I didn't expect the two of them to last so long. Well, the protagonist is here." Wukong landed on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and still felt the power sealed in his body with his heart.

"I remember that I just need to concentrate the force on my back, and then follow the force to sense it."

Wukong's breath surged all over his body, and he concentrated Qixi on his back. He followed that power and felt the tempering of every inch of the meridians in his body.

"Ahhhhh!" Wukong roared, and the surrounding gravel began to float up without being affected by gravity, and a golden flame enveloped Wukong.

"Come on, come on, come on!" At this moment, Wukong felt endless energy surging out of his body, as if he had taken stimulants, the kind that could never be exhausted no matter how he explored: "Super Saiyan, let them see what it means to be insurmountable."

Zhao Wuji, who was entangled with Tang San in front, felt a huge energy next to him.

"Such a strong soul power fluctuation! Is there a Titled Douluo?" Zhao Wuji's tone seemed a little hurried, he thought that the Spirit Hall had discovered him.

The breath emitted by the golden flame raised waves of mud and wind, which was a little stinging when it blew on the face.

Several people looked at Zhao Wuji's back at the same time, and saw that Wukong was emitting golden flames, his yellow hair was upright, and the golden color, and the two teams' originally firm black eyebrows now became golden and energetic.

Especially those two pairs of light green eyes, giving people a feeling of "No matter how strong you are, I will always be above you."

"Monster, it's really a monster!" Zhao Wuji's eyebrows showed a sense of difficulty. Obviously, he felt that Wukong's strength was definitely above his.

"What should I do? Should I save face or admit defeat directly?" Zhao Wuji was very hesitant and entangled.

"No, it's impossible to admit defeat. I have to save face."

Seven soul rings slowly rose up beside him, and the seventh black ten thousand year soul ring seemed to have signs of activating soul skills.

"Is this still a human?" Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with fear. He had seen Titled Douluo in his empire and understood the terrifying pressure and momentum of Titled Douluo.

But now Wukong's only ordinary pressure was almost superior to the Titled Douluo Dai Mubai had seen.

"Damn it!" Dai Mubai cursed inwardly, and was also hesitating whether to implement the plan he had just planned.

Xiao Wu was so scared that she collapsed on the ground. She had never seen a Titled Douluo, so she didn't know what the pressure of a Titled Douluo was like, but Wukong gave her a blood pressure.

That was a natural submission.

"Is this guy also a soul beast?" Xiao Wu's pretty face was pale, with a trace of fear and curiosity in her eyes.

"It's over, it seems that my chance of surpassing him is very slim." Tang San seemed to feel that he was a little powerless. He couldn't even breathe under the strong pressure of the breath.

"No! I must improve my strength as soon as possible. As long as I create the three hidden weapons, no matter how powerful the enemy is, I have the confidence to kill it!!!" Tang San said firmly in his heart, which was also his last psychological defense.

Ning Rongrong was still hiding behind a tree, and from time to time she would stick her head out to take a few glances, and the look she gave Wukong was even more confusing.

She felt that she could no longer see through him: "So strong, just the aura he exudes is no worse than Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu."

"Maybe even better than them two old men."

"No, I have to tell Dad quickly."

Goku looked at the surprised eyes of everyone in front of him and roared to the sky: "I am..."

"Super Saiyan Son Goku!!!"