Chapter 514: Training to become stronger, the glory of the ancient Saiyans
Lin Qi used all his strength with this punch. Although it cracked Yamosi's spear, Lin Qi was also surprised.
Because weapons transformed by energy can be used by not only him, but also Saiyans such as Son Goku and Vegeta.
But no matter how sharp the energy weapon is, it is still fake...when the energy inside is used up, it will slowly disappear.
So, is this Yamosi’s magical power?Inherited from an angel?
"boom boom"
The dimension keeps shaking and cracking...
"Father...the dimension is going to collapse, let's get out of here quickly!" Charlotte shouted at Yamosi.
"That's it! Boy, come back with me, I admire you very much!" Yamosi also put away his spear and looked at Lin Qi with a smile.
Lin Qi also grinned, returned to normal, and responded, "Okay!"
Following Yamosi, I believe that with his basic combat power, he can become as perverted as Yamosi.
"You said...why does that guy look more like his father's son than us?" The fourth child followed behind Yamosi, looking at the brothers around him and complaining dissatisfiedly.
In front of them, Lin Qi and Yamoxi were walking back to the spaceship hall, arm in arm.
"Humph, what kind of father and son? Where do you put your seniority? Letting him be your father's grandson is already a matter of face!"
Lao Liu walked to Lao Si's side, snorting coldly while looking at the two people in front of him.
It was still the same palace, and the two rows of sons of Yamosi were still standing at the bottom.
But Yamosi was no longer on the high seat. He had set up a long table and was drinking happily with Lin Qi.
"Hehehe...hahaha..." Yamosi and Lin Qi started drinking tea.
"I see, is it the purification of blood..."
"So, as long as the blood is pure enough, anyone can become a royal?"
"Not necessarily. Don't you care about the increase in the royal family?"
"Hmph, the more powerful the Saiyan clan becomes, the happier I will be. Why do I care about that?!"
Then, in the days after the Contest of the Gods, Yamosi didn't feel that being an ancestor god was something to be proud of.
Even in the eyes of others, this was a supreme honor, but what he felt was deep dissatisfaction.
"At first, I thought I was invincible, but I ended up being defeated by King Quan!"
After drinking for three rounds, Yamosi burped and complained to Lin Qi in dissatisfaction.
"It doesn't matter. After all, we Saiyans are very strong. When the time comes, we can break through and continue to regain our position!"
Is King Quan so easy to defeat?impossible!
Lin Qi didn't care. He ate alone and didn't drink much. "Besides, it's not enough to be strong alone. You have to mobilize everyone!"
Lin Qi didn't have any special meaning. He just hoped that the glory of the Saiyans could last longer.
"That makes sense!" Yamosimo rubbed his chin and looked at his seven sons standing aside.
"Only the eldest son, Charlotte, can use the Ultimate Intention Kung Fu. The other trash sons can only rely on the growth of time to improve their limited combat power!"
"Oh... then let's take action. This is the basic skill of being a god..." Except for Charlotte, Lin Qi didn't like the other sons of Yamosi.
Yamosi suddenly turned his attention to his sons, looked at Lin Qi and asked, "How old are you..."
"Huh? How old are you..." Lin Qi was a little confused when he was asked, and he instinctively blurted out his age.
As for the number of tens, he should be an old man in his 50s or 60s!
"What..." As soon as Yamosi heard this, the wine glass he was holding in his hand was instantly crushed, and the wine splashed into the dishes on the table.
This made Lin Qi feel very heartbroken. Oh...his food!
"Trash... You have lived in vain, you have been a waste for so many years!" Yamoxi stood up with a curse.
Without saying a word, he rushed over, caught Lavitt's sons and beat them up.
"Bang bang, bang bang"
This scene made Lin Qi, who had not yet recovered from regretting the food, look more and more confused.
What's wrong with Yamosi?Is he still prone to violence?
Did you get happy and hit your son to celebrate? !
But in the next few days, Lin Qi came to a clear understanding. Yamosi said that he figured out a key point from the battle with Quan Wang.
That is, as long as a Saiyan is on the verge of death and is rescued later, his combat effectiveness will increase by leaps and bounds!
As a result, being his son became miserable.
Almost every day, he was beaten by Yamosi until he was breathless and then thrown into the medical cabin.
Just like this, repeated many times.
The combat effectiveness of his six sons has improved a lot, and they have reached the point where they can explore the limits of freedom.
"I said...why do you care so much about Zi Zi Yi Yi?"
Lin Qi squatted on a rock in boredom, looking at the six poor children lying on the ground with only one breath left, and asked Yamosi.
Because Charlotte's fighting ability was pretty good, she explained in a low voice with lingering fear, "Originally, it was a move created by my father..."
"But now that the basic skills of the gods have become, it makes no sense that the child of his father can only scratch the surface..."
"Oh..." Lin Qi nodded meaningfully. This really embarrassed these children.
The key to the Self-Extreme Intention Gong is to let the body react instinctively and not to think too much in your mind, otherwise it will only affect your speed and strength.
Therefore, the principle of this trick is very simple, but it requires a lot of practice to complete.
The children of Yamoxi are currently considered to be the closest to the Self-Free Ultimate Intention Kung Fu. As long as they undergo some strenuous training, they still have a chance to succeed.
Time passed quietly, with Yamosi and Charlotte, and Lin Qi occasionally demonstrating.
The six cheap sons of Yamosi can finally freely use their free will. Because they were all declared gods by the king in the past, there are naturally no side effects on their bodies.
So, the seven sons who met Zi Zijiyi began to train their sons, one after another.
"So, this is my suffering, my son's suffering? My son's suffering, my grandson's suffering?... Tsk tsk!"
Within a few years, as the wind direction changed, most Saiyans were able to successfully practice the ultimate freedom.
However, a very small number of them have never been able to understand the ultimate meaning of freedom, and their combat power is simply not comparable to that of other Saiyans. They are very rubbish.
So this small group of weak Saiyans played a role in the logistics force, such as transporting food.