Chapter 210 Leave the Seriously Injured Kurdish King to Me

But he still replied:

"Okay, you go ahead and I'll help you on the side."

After saying that, Ponzi jumped directly onto a large mountain in the distance.

Trunks also looked up at Frieza and his son at the edge of the pit.

The smoke and dust dispersed just in time, and their eyes met, so full of passion that the fujoshi almost shed tears just looking at them.

Trunks used a Qigong wave to disperse Frieza and his son. Frieza flew into the sky and the Kurdish King flew onto the spaceship.

Frieza, who was flying in the air, did not forget to taunt:

"That's it? An attack with such a small amount of energy, you still want to defeat me?"

Unexpectedly, a dazzling light appeared. Trunks had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, and slashed behind Frieza with the sun behind him.

Frieza was split into two.

Except for Ponzi, everyone else was directly shocked by Trunks' crispness.

Vegeta looked at the little yellow-haired man with an ugly face and gritted his teeth.

Ponzi even said:

"So, the fastest person in a fight is the guy who is copycat. After seeing so many fights, it is not as neat and clean as this guy who is copycat.

If you don't copy the guy, you won't be able to eat the cold rice. "

Piccolo, Son Gohan, Krillin, Yamcha and Bulma all looked at him.

Ponzi looked at the 10 big eyes staring at him without fear, but secretly screamed in his heart.

"I will not open the door to evil for them. From now on, everyone will have a 40-meter machete!"

There was no other way, so Ponzi had no choice but to divert his attention.

"Hey! Yellow-haired delinquent boy, please remember to save his life, I will be useful."

The rest of the people turned their heads and looked at Ponzi in confusion, secretly wondering if that guy was stupid.

However, Trunks did not respond. Instead, he held the sword in both hands and chopped Frieza into eighteen pieces with a few blows.

Without venting his hatred, he released a hand and evaporated all the broken body with a beam of light.

Then he began to land on the spacecraft, not forgetting to raise an OK gesture to Pounds.

"It's stable, we have the target."

The few people who were about to turn back and continue to look at the battlefield situation once again looked at Ponzi with deathly eyes in shock.

Yamcha also quietly shrank behind Bulma.

Seeing their strange looks, Ponzi was dissatisfied.

"Hey! What are you looking at? I'm a serious person."

Several people nodded in unison.

"Uh-huh!"

Vegeta snorted disdainfully.

Ponzi took a look.

‘Wait, when I fully master the power of my skin and can fly quickly in the air, I won’t torture you to death, just like Little Bic. ’

For some reason, Piccolo suddenly felt flustered, as if he was being controlled by something.

I looked around and there seemed to be no suspicious person except for the guy named Ponzi, but seeing that guy was just a guy with well-developed limbs, how could he feel that way to himself.

The battlefield has changed again.

When the Kurdish king saw the guy in front of him, he chopped off his son with two swords, and then killed his son completely without any delay.

He didn't show any fear.

"You are very good! You killed my son so cleanly, Super Saiyan. If you want to be my adopted son, you can rule the entire galaxy."

"I'm not interested."

The Kurdish king narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not seem to be angry. He said in a calm voice:

"This is my sincere proposal, but it's a pity that you don't appreciate it.

Aside from that, your sword seems to be very good. Can you show it to me? "

Trunks looked at the Kurdish King with serious eyes.

Vegeta shouted in the air:

"No, you can't give it to him."

Old God Ponzi said:

"He will definitely give it to him. The sword is his weapon. If his weapon can hurt him, he doesn't deserve to be so strong."

Bulma took a step forward and said dissatisfied with Ponzi's tone:

"Hey! Can you please stop talking nonsense? As a weakling, you should hide aside and watch the show."

Ponzi pointed at himself in astonishment and repeated in disbelief.

"Am I the weak one?"

"That's right, can't you not even fly? Are you not a weakling or something?"

Ponzi:.

He turned around and ignored Bulma, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but lecture her again.

The Bulma of this world is not his sister. Excluding the factor of force, he really is not qualified.

On the battlefield, the Kurdish King uses provocation against Trunks.

Trunks sneered and threw the sword he was carrying behind him to the Kurdish King.

"What?"

+10000!

After the Kurdish king got the sword, he first looked at it.

"I see, it's really sharp."

Trunks still looked at him with a sneer.

The others were in disbelief.

Ponzi knew the drama was over and rushed straight to them.

Bulma shouted from behind:

"Hey! You don't want your life? Come back quickly."

Ponzi's heart felt warm, but also cold.

‘She has always been nicer to strangers! ’

After several leaps, Ponzi had reached the top of the spacecraft.

No one noticed it, except Piccolo, who looked at Ponzi in confusion.

‘It’s so fast, his speed is faster than ours. Is he really unable to fly or is he hiding something? ’

The Kurdish king continues.

"It seems that you were able to defeat Frieza because of this sword, don't you think?"

Trunks sneered at the clown-like Kurdish King.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"What I want to say is that without this sword, you can't defeat me at all."

After saying that, he swung his sword and struck Trunks directly.

Who would have thought that Trunks would show off and grab the sword blade with one hand?

"What?"

+10010!

Trunks sneered and said:

"Uncle is right! If my weapons can hurt me, I don't deserve to be so strong."

Then, Trunks, who regained his white hair, transformed into a small yellow-haired Super Saiyan.

Upon seeing this, Ponzi hurriedly reminded.

"The yellow-haired delinquent boy, you promised me that you would only destroy him, don't kill him, and leave him for me. I still need him to cultivate the land."

Trunks held his sword and said loudly:

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely kill him and hand him over to you."

Then he stretched out his hand and faced the Kurdish King.

"My strength is not just about the sword. Now, repent!"

The straight palm turned into a punch. With one punch, the Kurdish king bent over in pain.

With one leap, Trunks kicked him again, causing the Kurd King to bleed from the corner of his mouth and be seriously injured.

Seeing this, Ponzi narrowed his eyes.

"The serious injury is at least 80%. His strength is only 10 million at most. I should be able to defeat him with a serious injury."

Without even saying hello, he just stepped forward and hit the Kurdish king with a heavy hammer one by one with his hands crossed.

"How about leaving it to me?"