Chapter 224 Sun Wukong Makes His Debut
Chapter 224 Sun Wukong Makes His Debut
Shang Yun watched helplessly as Frieza relentlessly rained blows upon Vegeta, unable to do anything about it. Filled with resentment and anger, he looked up at the sky, silently thinking, "In this situation, the only one who can restrain Frieza's overwhelming power is probably you..." The "you" he referred to was obvious: it was none other than Goku, on whom everyone placed their hopes. At this moment, Shang Yun could only silently pray that Goku would arrive in time to reverse this hopeless situation.
Frieza, seeing Vegeta remain unresponsive like a lump of mud, grew bored. He snorted coldly, then suddenly reached out and flipped Vegeta over like a chick. Immediately afterward, his arms rained down, relentlessly pounding Vegeta's abdomen. Each punch landed with a dull thud, as if striking a worn-out sandbag.
Vegeta gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly from the excruciating pain, yet he silently endured the relentless onslaught. A mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering onto Frieza's cold, handsome face. A cruel glint flashed in Frieza's eyes as he extended his long, serpentine tongue and slowly licked the blood from his face. Then, a twisted look of excitement appeared on his face. Immediately afterward, he lashed out with his tail, like a thick steel whip, whipping Vegeta backward with a whooshing sound.
Vegeta's body, like a kite with a broken string, crashed straight into the mountain behind him with a dull thud. Then, like a broken doll, he tumbled down the mountainside, finally landing heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Frieza strolled leisurely towards Vegeta, step by step. Reaching him, he looked down at the disheveled Vegeta, raised his foot, and stomped heavily on Vegeta's chest, producing a dull thud. A cruel smile curled at the corner of Frieza's lips as he coldly said, "Hmph, it seems you've completely lost your fighting spirit. Don't blame me, I'll make you disappear from this universe."
After speaking, Frieza slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers together, emitting an eerie light. As if remembering something, he glanced back at Shang Yun and the others who were filled with terror not far away, a chilling smile appearing on his face, before refocusing his gaze on Vegeta at his feet.
Just then, a gust of wind carrying sand and gravel howled in. The sudden strong wind made everyone stagger, and they all instinctively turned to look behind them. There stood Sun Wukong.
With agile movements and piercing eyes, Sun Wukong quickly scanned the scene, taking in the horrific sight before him. Then, he calmly stood up, his eyes revealing a certainty and understanding, and said, "So, that suddenly appearing powerful aura really was Piccolo."
Sun Wukong slowly walked forward, and Piccolo's eyes showed a rare hint of warmth as he called out, "Old Sun!"
Sun Wukong's face lit up with a joyful smile, and he responded enthusiastically, "It seems they used the Dragon Balls to make a wish and sent you to Namek."
Son Gohan, his face filled with excitement and his eyes reddening, rushed forward, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Dad!"
Shang Yun stepped forward, his voice trembling with excitement: "Wukong!"
Seeing everyone's excited expressions, Dandy wondered, "Is this the person we've all been waiting for? Can he defeat Frieza?"
Krillin quickly walked over, his eyes full of concern, and asked, "Goku, is your injury completely healed?"
A warm smile appeared on Goku's lips as he gently patted Gohan's head, his tone resolute: "Yes, you're all healed." Then, he looked up at everyone, his expression serious, "Next, I will deal with Frieza."
"What?" Klin's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, and he subconsciously raised his voice.
Piccolo frowned, stepped forward, stared intently at Goku, and said in a deep voice, "Old Goku, are you planning to take on Frieza one-on-one?"
Sun Wukong nodded firmly, his expression resolute, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "That's right, it's just me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong's aura suddenly changed, and a vast and powerful energy surged out like a raging tide. This energy, centered on him, spiraled wildly, making his body appear as if it were shrouded in a soft yet terrifying light, shining brightly.
"Goku!" Krillin murmured to himself, watching the figure steadily walking towards Frieza. "The ki Goku exudes is completely different from before..."
Shang Yun watched Sun Wukong stride forward, thinking to himself, "It seems that Sun Wukong's strength is almost at its limit. He's just one key condition away from becoming a Super Saiyan." Thinking of this, Shang Yun's gaze suddenly turned to pity as he looked directly at Krillin.
At this moment, Krillin was preoccupied with Goku and staring intently ahead. Suddenly, as if sensing something, he noticed Shang Yun's gaze and quickly turned around, asking with a puzzled look, "Shang Yun, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhang Yun remained calm and replied in a neutral tone, "It's nothing."
Krillin, though puzzled, did not press the matter and turned his gaze back to Goku.
Shang Yun was calculating in his mind: Krillin had already died once before, and the Earth's Dragon Balls could only revive the same person once. But the Namekian Dragon Balls were different; they didn't have this restriction. However, Goku wasn't aware of this, so if Krillin were cruelly killed by Frieza, Goku would believe Krillin could never be revived, falling into extreme rage and ultimately activating his S-cells to become a Super Saiyan. But was there any other way? Did Krillin really have to…
Goku, Krillin, and Shangyun trained together under Master Roshi's guidance, developing a deep bond of friendship. If possible, Shangyun didn't want Krillin to die, much less be killed like that.
Shang Yun frowned, his eyes filled with struggle and conflict. He slowly turned his head again, his gaze sweeping over everyone around him. His gaze landed on Dandy, but only lingered for a moment before he decisively rejected her in his heart.
Immediately afterward, Shang Yun looked at Piccolo, his mind involuntarily recalling all the past interactions between Piccolo and Goku. Although the two were no longer enemies, Piccolo and Goku's friendship was not yet deep enough that Piccolo's death would most likely not be enough to completely ignite Goku's anger and make him furious to the extreme.
Thinking this through, Shang Yun's gaze involuntarily shifted to Son Gohan. In an instant, as if struck by something, his pupils contracted sharply, and he frantically shook his head, his heart screaming: No, absolutely not!
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