"Bastard!" No. 17 didn't play any more tricks when he saw this scene. Instead, he charged forward at an absolute speed. He stabbed over.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of his opponent and punched out countless fist shadows that were almost invisible to the naked eye. The accompanying fist wind swept up the ground and raised a large amount of gravel in all directions. Not only that, but the ground under his feet also had huge cracks due to the huge force.
This terrifying scene was only caused by the wind generated by his fists. If these countless attacks were to hit the ground or the cliff, they would be easily destroyed.
As the target of the attack, Norman easily dodged No. 17's attack so that his opponent's punch did not land on him, causing the extremely powerful force to stop in the air.
However, when the opponent saw that his two-handed attack was ineffective, he used both hands. After unleashing his full strength, he could no longer stand still and dodge easily. Thus, without retaliating or receiving any attacks, the battle gradually spread to the sky.
The speed of both sides was too fast. There was almost no figure flashing in the sky. Only the occasional sonic boom could be heard, indicating that the battle was still going on.
At this moment, Number Eighteen, who was standing on the road, raised his head and stared at the battle above him. He muttered to himself with a puzzled expression,"Is Number Seventeen going easy on us?”
" Huff…" After a while, No. 17's continuous attacks finally stopped and he began to breathe in large mouthfuls of fresh air. Although he had unlimited energy, once his output exceeded his recovery, he would not be able to make ends meet. This was the current situation.
However, after a short rest, he shouted at Norman, who was not far away,"Do you only know how to dodge? Let's see how you're going to dodge this next move!”
As soon as he finished speaking, No. 17 condensed a red gas bomb with both hands and shot it at his opponent. Then, he condensed more gas bombs in his hands. In about one or two seconds, there were hundreds or thousands of red gas bombs surging out, almost occupying the entire sky and dyeing it red.
If the other party dodged this move, the entire Earth would be destroyed and turned into dust in the universe.
However, things were not unexpected. No. 17 saw the red gas bombs that covered the sky exploding in all directions, creating a black fog. He chuckled,"Heh, with my unlimited energy, this move is enough to turn you into ashes.”After saying that, he descended to the ground without looking at Number 18 and said,"Let's go. We have to find a new car.”
Number 18 nodded in agreement, but her expression was a little puzzled. As a bystander, she had observed clearly before. If Number 17 did not go easy on him, then it was impossible for him to be killed so easily.
But even if he wasn't killed, he would at least be severely injured and on the verge of death.
" Plop…" However, before the two of them could take two steps, Number 17 suddenly knelt on the ground in pain and hugged his left leg.
"Number 17! What's wrong with you?" No. 18 cried out in alarm and squatted down to check on No. 17's injuries.
There was a big hole in Number 17's left leg, and smoke was still coming out of his wound. It was obvious that it was caused by Qigong.
"It doesn't hurt or itch. It's flashy but flashy.”The voice of the Saiyan who called himself Becket sounded behind him.
Number 18's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she instantly picked up Number 17, jumped a distance away, and landed far away.
Then, she put down No. 17 and turned around to find that it was the man named Becket. Moreover, there were no injuries on his body, not even his clothes.
Norman didn't care about this and didn't need to launch a sneak attack. When No. 18 turned around, he said contemptuously,""What's the use of such an attack other than adding some dust to my clothes?”After saying that, he even patted the dust off his body a few times.
"Number 18, leave quickly! Don't mind me!" At this moment, Number 17 gritted his teeth and stood up to block Number 18. Only now did he understand that the other party's strength was far above his own. However, the current leg injury had seriously affected his ability to move. There was no hope of escaping, so he could only make a decision now.
"Ah!" No. 18 didn't respond. Instead, he strode over to No. 17, who was standing in front of him. He dashed to Norman and punched him in the head.
Norman didn't go easy this time. He didn't even dodge and directly used his elbow to gently nudge her. His abdomen was soft, and he immediately lost the ability to fight. Then, his arm pulled Number 18's limp body into his embrace, enjoying the feeling of soft jade in his arms.
"Number 18! Damn it!" No. 17 ignored the injury on his leg and the huge difference in strength between the two sides. He forced himself to leap over and planned to fight to the death.
Norman didn't even look at No. 17, who was walking towards him. Instead, he took a whiff of the girl's fragrance and sighed,""It's a pity that you're not Number Eighteen from the original world.”
"Bam…"
In the next second, No. 17 was sent flying at a speed that far exceeded his flying speed. He crashed into the cliff far behind him, forming a huge hole in it. Then, he suddenly stopped breathing, as if he had fainted.
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