Chapter 958: Saitama Finally Has Feelings

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Vegeta is undoubtedly the most shocked of all, or the most unacceptable one.

From the beginning to the end, he always looked at these people with a joking attitude.

After all, he is the prince of the Saiyans and the most powerful Saiyan. With such strength, he also possesses the nobility and arrogance that match his strength.

but now.

Something unexpected happened.

In a word, even he couldn't understand and killed Nappa?

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, his vigilance had already been raised to the highest level, "You guy, what method did you use?"

"It's just depriving him of his life." Shen Mo said calmly, "Since you know that there are dragons in this world who can fulfill any wish, then this method is not so unacceptable. To a certain extent, you can also Think of me as an existence similar to Shenlong, but I am much stronger."

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

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

An existence like Shenlong, as long as the power is enough, can really realize all wishes, whether it is to make people immortal, resurrect the dead, or even reshape a planet, as long as it does not exceed the upper limit of "power", it can be done anything.

in other words.

Silent in this universe, can be regarded as a "dragon".

Such an explanation.

Vegeta seemed barely able to take it.

"So that's it... is it similar to the magic method of the Namek people?" Vegeta squinted his eyes halfway, staring at Silence.

Understanding is understanding, and shock is the same shock.

The Namekians do have all sorts of magical means, but their strength is not strong, and it is even more impossible for those magic to kill a Saiyan as easily as the person in front of them.

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

hateful!

It is impossible to estimate the opponent's strength at all.

"Are you afraid?"

Shen Mo frowned, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Are you kidding me!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead popped out. "I'm the strongest Saiyan, would I be afraid?"

"If you're not afraid, what are you waiting for?" Shen Mo showed a playful smile, his eyes suddenly became deep, filled with a mysterious temperament like a black hole, and then said softly, "If you attack me, you will also How about death, do you want to try it?"

"Yes, damn it!"

Vegeta looked at the dark pupils that seemed to make people's mind fall into them forever, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Then a feeling of incomparable shame surged up.

He was really scared.

I am afraid that I will die like Nappa without any resistance and without reason.

how is this possible! ?

He is the strongest Saiyan ever!

In the end, the dignity of the heart overcomes the fear.

"Go to hell!"

Vegeta's figure came behind Silence in an instant.

However, just the moment to raise your fist.

My heart skipped a beat.

A strong fear of facing death swept over his whole body in an instant, as if everything in his heart, brain, and body were being tightly held by a pair of invisible big hands, as long as he swung this punch , what awaits him is death like an abyss.

really die!

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

The tips of her hair were completely wet with cold sweat.

And until this time.

Only in silence did he turn his head unhurriedly.

His face remained calm.

That was naturally his warning to Vegeta just now. Vegeta is not a fanatical fighter who is not afraid of death. Faced with the clear fear of death, he did not take that step so fearlessly.

Actually.

Now Vegeta,

Gritting his teeth, he let out a constant low growl from his throat, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He took that feeling just now as his intuition.

This person...maybe even scarier than Frieza!

Vegeta has already withdrawn from his heart.

As for the onlookers in other places, all of them also showed shocked expressions.

"This Saiyan... is afraid." Piccolo's ears seemed to move, "That's right, his muscles are trembling, sweat is profuse, he is afraid."

"Yeah, it's no wonder." Xiaolin glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, and said dryly, "It's just a sentence..."

They never expected that things would develop to this point.

Originally thought to be the great enemy, the Saiyans, but after meeting the people from another world who arrived suddenly, they were killed in an instant for no reason.

If people from another world are enemies...

The invisible and massive pressure from silence swept over everyone.

"Hey, didn't you agree to leave this to me?" Saitama walked up at this time, looking at the silence with a vigilant expression, "Don't rob my opponent anymore, besides, this kind of battle is very important to you. It doesn't make sense either."

"Of course." Shrugged silently, and looked at Vegeta again, "If you don't shoot me, even if it's an ant, I won't just trample to death casually, that would be too violent."

"So, leave it to me." Saitama flicked his cloak, walked over, and stood in front of Vegeta, already putting on a serious face, "Let me fight you, or you will be silenced for a second of."

He has long been impatient to have a bloody battle.

However, in Vegeta's eyes.

This is a complete provocation.

"Instant, instant?"

Vegeta looked at Saitama, then at Silence, his face was a little distorted.

Although I have the idea of ​​​​running away.

But sure enough.

It would be too humiliating to just run away without doing anything. Does he dare to say that he is the strongest Saiyan?

"Since you are looking for death!" Vegeta looked at Silence cautiously again, and his speed exploded, and his figure came to behind Saitama in an instant, still waving his fist, this time, he paused for a while .

No.

There is no feeling of certain death!

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

With this punch, Vegeta didn't have any reserved hammer on the rest.

Boom—!

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

He hit several stone pillars one after another, and his whole body was embedded in the ground.

However, there was a slight smile on Saitama's face.

I feel it!

He finally felt it!

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

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

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