Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

Chapter 248

"Frieza, I'm sorry, your wish has not come true!" A clear and firm voice echoed in the empty plain. It was Zhou Zilong's voice. He was wearing his own exclusive combat uniform, his hair fluttering in the wind, and his eyes flashing with wisdom and strength.

Frieza looked over and tried to find something from this slightly familiar face, but apart from the inexplicable sense of familiarity, he found nothing.

"What do you mean!" Frieza's voice was as cold as frost, and his fingers trembled slightly, which was a manifestation of anger and unwillingness.

He couldn't understand why Porunga, whom he had found with great difficulty, couldn't fulfill his wish.

"Although the Porunga who made the wish can understand what you said, to fulfill the wish, you need to speak Namekian with him, and you don't know Namekian!" Zhou Zilong smiled faintly, with a bit of teasing in his tone. His words were like a sharp blade, piercing Frieza's heart.

"What!" Frieza was furious after hearing this. His face was instantly covered with gloom, and his eyes were like burning flames, staring at Zhou Zilong.

However, at this moment, his combat power detector suddenly showed an astonishing number - 1 million! This startled him, and then he felt inexplicably excited.

"Tell me your name!" Frieza's voice was low and powerful, and his tone was full of threats and temptations.

Although he was extremely angry at the moment, when he discovered Zhou Zilong's strength, he couldn't help but feel a love for talent in his heart. He knew that in the universe, strength is everything.

"Zhou Zilong, you can call me Blot!" Zhou Zilong smiled slightly, his eyes were full of confidence and calmness. He was not afraid of Frieza's threats, because he knew that his strength was enough to cope with any challenge.

"Blot, it turned out to be you! King Vegeta exiled you back then, and I thought you died on the exiled planet!" Frieza said in surprise after hearing this.

Obviously, the Saiyan identity created by Xiao Ling's Dragon Ball fantasy system for Zhou Zilong still surprised many people. Even some people in Dragon Ball knew the name Blot.

"Lucky, I left there and lived on another planet after getting a chance!" Zhou Zilong said lightly.

"Wow, you got a good chance. It actually gave you a combat power of 1 million, which is much stronger than other Saiyans. My army still needs talents. Why don't you join my camp?" Frieza said at this time.

His tone was full of temptation and expectation. He believed that with his status and strength, he was enough to make anyone tempted.

"Thank you for your kindness. I'm used to being a loner!" Zhou Zilong refused without hesitation.

"You will regret it!" Frieza snorted coldly, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. He knew that he would not let go of this person who rejected him easily.

However, at this moment, Zhou Zilong said, "I'm going to find Neru first. He just got badly injured in the battle with Frieza. Bulma, you and Dendy, go to the house and hide; Krillin, try to move the battle site a little further away from here!"

"I'll go with you," Piccolo said at this time, and it was obvious that he also wanted to help his fellow Neru in person.

Zhou Zilong nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then he used his amazing space transfer ability. A dazzling light flashed, and Zhou Zilong and Piccolo disappeared in an instant, and appeared at Neru's place the next moment.

When they arrived, the scene in front of them was shocking. The originally powerful Neru was lying on the ground at this moment, with a strong bloody smell around his body. His chest was heaving violently, and every breath seemed extremely difficult, and he could only make extremely weak gasps.

It can be clearly seen that in the time-consuming confrontation between Neru and Frieza, he suffered extremely severe injuries.

"Brother Neru, you've worked hard. I'll help you recover now!" Zhou Zilong looked at the wounded Neru with a tone full of concern.

"Zhou Zilong, let me do it!" Piccolo said at this time. Since following Zhou Zilong, Piccolo has not only greatly increased his strength, but also got a book about the law of life from Zhou Zilong. After a period of practice, he has mastered the preliminary treatment technique. He wants to try his ability. When Zhou Zilong sent him to Namek while he was still in the egg, Neru also guided him in his practice, so Piccolo is also very grateful to this fellow brother.

Piccolo put his hands together, and a green light overflowed from his palms and slowly poured into Neru's body. This light is like a spring drizzle, moistening NeruThe dried-up fountain of life, Neru felt the warm power, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Picco, you have changed, you have become much stronger than before, and now you are not covered by hatred, it's really great!" Although Neru's voice was weak, it was full of admiration and expectation for Piccolo.

Piccolo did not say much, but continued his treatment. As the magic power in his body surged, Neru's wounds gradually healed and his breath gradually recovered.

Soon Neru's wounds were healed by Piccolo, but at this moment, an unexpected situation occurred.

Neru suddenly stood up and roared with a hideous face. Then, a white flame separated from his body and quickly materialized into a figure exactly like Neru. This new Neru grabbed Piccolo's hand and placed it on his chest.

Suddenly, this Neru began to emit a blue light, like the brightest star in the night sky. Piccolo felt a strong energy pouring into his body. This energy was warm and pure, and it blended perfectly with his body.

Zhou Zilong, who was standing by, also felt the change in Piccolo's aura. He used his reconnaissance skills to find that Piccolo, who originally had a combat power of 3.6 million, was now rapidly increasing in strength. In the end, this strength was fixed at a number of 15 million.

"Brother Neru, I just cured your injury. Why did you assimilate most of your power source to me?" Piccolo looked at Neru in confusion, his eyes full of doubts and gratitude.

Nelu smiled slightly, with a firm light in his eyes: "Picco, I entrust the honor of Namek to you. I need to stay by the side of the Great Elder and cannot leave. In fact, Zilong has talked a lot with me and the Great Elder before, and we also know that the universe is not that simple. I hope you can prove the name of our Namekians in the universe in the future!"

Nelu's words are full of love and pride for Namek. He knows that although his power is strong, it is ultimately limited. As a warrior with unlimited potential, Piccolo's future is limitless. Passing the source of his power to Piccolo is not only a trust and expectation for him, but also a guarantee for the future of Namek.

Picco listened to Nelu's words, and an unprecedented sense of responsibility and mission surged in his heart. He looked at Nelu deeply, and then nodded: "Brother Nelu, don't worry, I will prove the name of our Namekians in the universe!"