Dragon Ball: That year, Vegeta put his Hands in his Pockets - Chapter 298
Chapter 298
“I don’t know much, but it seems to be amazing.” Trunks nodded vigorously.
“This little black egg is the god of destruction in the second universe, and his name is Helles.” Vegeta Road.
Helles: “…”Who
do you say little black eggs?
Helles’ chest rose and fall, resisting the urge to release destruction.
“Good godmother.” Trunks greeted politely.
Helles was just about to get angry, and after hearing Trunks’ words, the anger in his heart was also gone.
“Hey… Good son. Helles replied.
“Then, you two cultivate him well, I’ll come over in a few days to check, if his strength grows too slowly, I think this little bottle can still put two more Destruction Gods!” Vegeta said, shaking the small bottle in his hand.
“You kid is threatening us again, do you believe the two of us break that little bottle and release them all?” Rumsey’s face darkened.
“Gone.” Vegeta stopped talking nonsense and immediately teleported away.
Only Trunks, Rumsey and Helles remained.
As for Kess, in order to not use the light bulb, he deliberately went out to travel.
Staying here is not enough to be an eyesore.
Kess is still more self-aware.
“Hey, boy, take out your strongest strength and let me see how your level is?” Rumsey commanded to Trunks.
“Ahhh… Good. Trunks nodded and took a deep breath.
“Snap!”
Trunks instantly turned into a Super Saiyan.
Then, Trunks silently waited for Rumsey to speak.
“That’s it?” Rumsey was stunned, “No more?” ”
This… Godfather, this is my strongest transformation…” Trunks said.
“Attack with all your might.” Rumsey beckoned.
“Then I’m welcome, godfather…” Trunks’ expression became solemn.
“Come on, though.” Rum West Road.
Trunks sped in the direction where Rumsey was and punched him hard.
A seemingly very strong punch, after hitting Rumsey’s body, Rumsey did not move.
Trunks’ eyes widened.
I felt like I was punching into nothingness.
“Bang!”
Rumsey sniffled and pumped Trunks away.
Trunks rolled dozens of heels on the ground, and by the time he landed, he was already seriously injured.
“Oops… Almost one accidentally killed him. Rumsey’s face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took out a fairy bean and quickly came to Trunks to eat it.
“Vegeta, this guy… I got you such a crisp godson to come over. Helles sighed.
“Hey, are you all right?” Rumsey quickly asked.
“Ahhh… It’s okay…… Godfather is so good! Trunks was shocked.
“There’s a lot more you don’t know.” Rumsey sighed, “Practice, kid.
“Yes, godfather!” Trunks replied respectfully.
After spending three days with Trunks, Rumsey was still happy with his performance.
“Hey, Helles, this kid has a much better personality than that guy from Vegeta.” Rum West Road.
“I think so too.” Helles nodded.
“Not bad, it’s also a good choice to cultivate as a godson.” Rumsey felt that he and Trunks were still very temperamental.
“So, when he says he plays basketball, he really plays basketball?” Helles asked.
“You’re right.” Rumsey nodded.
The next moment, Rumsey and Helles looked at each other, and there were sparks flashing in their eyes.
“How about you go find another place to play basketball?” Rumsey proposed.
“Sabotage!” Helles fired a blast of destructive energy.
Rumsey soared into the sky.
Helles was in hot pursuit.
“Hey? Ay? Godfather, godmother, what’s wrong with you. Trunks looked confused.
Okay, how did you guys fight?
Trunks hurriedly chased after him, trying to persuade him.
It’s just that Trunks’ speed is too slow, and he was quickly thrown away.
It took more than two hours for Rumsey and Helles to return from the stars.
“Godfather, godmother, what are you two doing? You okay? Trunks asked.
“Went out and had a fight, nothing happened.” Rumsey shook the elephant’s nose, which shone with oil.
Trunks showed a question mark on his face.
Why does the godfather’s nose look like it’s smeared with something?
It’s so weird.
……
Time flies quickly.
Half a year passed.
Planet Rumsey.
“Snap!”
Trunks’ purple-red streamers bloomed, his hair stood tall, and his eyebrows were embedded in his eye sockets, which was already an open self-extreme form.
Of course, this is the most rudimentary form of self-extreme.
“Bang bang!”
Trunks launched a fierce attack on Vegeta.
Vegeta responded with ease, catching all of Trunks’ attacks with his palm.
The fight lasted about 10 minutes.
“Bang!”
Vegeta slapped Trunks away.
Trunks fell to the ground at once, and the purple-red streamer on his body collapsed and returned to normal.
“Dad is so powerful, he can easily defeat my state without transforming.” Trunks was surprised.
“Yes, Trunks, you can easily defeat the two artificial humans in the future in this state.” Vegeta said, “After you return to the future, you must continue to cultivate well, and don’t slack.
“Yes, Daddy!” Trunks nodded solemnly.
“Pack up and get ready to go back.” Vegeta said, “In the future, your mother must be in a hurry.”
“Yes, Dad.” Trunks replied.
“And this one you hold.” Vegeta said, throwing Trunks a universal capsule.
“Snap!”
Trunks caught the universal capsule and showed a puzzled face.
“Dad, this is…” Trunks asked.
“This is a spaceship, the destination I have set for you, press the start button, and will arrive at Namex in three days.” Vegeta said, “After you go to Namek, ask the Great Elder of Namex to ask for Dragon Balls and fulfill your wish.”
“Really? Father! That’s great! So, can the dads of our time also be resurrected? Trunks was excited.
“As long as there is no reincarnation, it can be resurrected.” Vegeta nodded, “But Namek’s Dragon Ball should only resurrect one person at a time. ”
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