"Are we going to fight here or go somewhere else?" Monkey King looked at Trunks with some doubt. He could see that Trunks had no fighting spirit and was clearly in a trance.
"I know a good place where we can fight without any scruples. How about we go there? Put your hand on my shoulder and I'll take you there," Monkey King called out.
"Put my hand on your shoulder? You'll take me there?" Trunks was somewhat doubtful, but he was no longer in the mood to fight.
"No need, Mr. Monkey King. Let's just exchange a few blows here." Trunks slowly raised his hand and placed it on the hilt of the longsword on his back. "Excuse me!" Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly appeared. Trunks held the sword with both hands and slashed at the Monkey King's head. The longsword instantly reached the Monkey King's forehead, less than two fists away. The sword was still flying.
But the Monkey King didn't move. He just coldly looked at Trunks.
"What?"
Trunks's pupils shrank, and then his sword stopped. At this moment, the sword was less than three fingers away from the Monkey King's forehead. A strand of black hair that had been cut off drifted down from the Monkey King's forehead.
Trunks looked at the Monkey King in surprise.
"Why didn't you dodge?"
"Because you didn't have any killing intent just now." Monkey King looked at Trunks. "I can still distinguish that."
"So that's how it is." Trunks lowered his sword. "Then let me tell you. Next time, I won't stop in time. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Monkey King calmly raised a hand. Four fingers curled up and his index finger raised. Qi condensed at the tip of his index finger. After all, the Monkey King had come to fight with Trunks. Naturally, he couldn't not attack just because his opponent didn't have any killing intent.
The sword light flashed again, and once again, it slashed at the Monkey King's forehead.
Clang!
This time, Sun Wukong raised his index finger slightly. Trunks didn't even know how Sun Wukong made his move. The food hit the blade of Trunks' sword. It was as if a hammer had hit the sword. Trunks' sword was bounced away.
"This …" Trunks' heart skipped a beat. He turned his sword and slashed again. The Monkey King once again blocked the sword with his index finger. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged over a hundred moves. Trunks then sheathed his sword and stood there.
There was shock in his eyes.
Just now, he had used more strength and speed with each strike, but Monkey King's movements were still elegant and tranquil, without a trace of anger. From the first strike to the last, there was not much change.
The longsword flew up into the air, spinning. The golden flames on Trunks' body disappeared, and his golden hair turned back to its original grayish-blue color.
"Although I don't know why you are not a Super Saiyan, your current strength has indeed reached the level of being able to kill Frieza. You really deserve your reputation. Sure enough, the legends are true. No, it should be said that you are even more powerful than the legends!" Trunks exclaimed. Naturally, this was his sincere praise, but there was a deep unwillingness in his eyes. After all, he was the son of Vegeta and Bulma, so he was naturally very arrogant.
The longsword fell.
Trunks' body slightly tilted, and the longsword was sheathed.
"This sword is the sword that split King Cold into two," Trunks exclaimed.
"You are too polite. You didn't use your full strength!" Monkey King said in a crisp voice. With the Monkey King's current eyesight, he could naturally see that Trunks did not use his full strength.
A smile appeared on Trunks' face. He really didn't use his full strength. Naturally, there were many reasons for this. In addition to not having the heart to compete with Monkey King, the biggest reason was Trunks' arrogance, because Trunks had been a Super Saiyan for a long time, and Monkey King … was not even a Super Saiyan.
"Now that I have won against Uncle Monkey King, it is also an unfair victory!" This thought flashed through Trunks' mind.
"Mr. Monkey King, you are a person who can be trusted by others, so … I will tell you everything." Trunks said, "Now, what I am going to tell you, please hide it in your heart and never speak of it."
"Got it. Don't worry, just tell me. I'm a tight-lipped person," Goku said with a serious expression.
"It may be hard for you to believe, but I came to this era from about twenty years in the future by riding a space-time machine," Trunks said somewhat proudly.
"From the future? Twenty years in the future? "Monkey King opened his mouth in surprise.
Buma, who was in the sky, also cried out in surprise. She was different from Monkey King. She was a genius scientist. She naturally had her own understanding of the future, the passage of time, and so on.
"My name is Trunks. If you are wondering why I have Saiyan blood, it is because Buma is standing there. He is my father." Trunks' voice sounded in Buma's ears.
"What?"
Buma's expression was strange. She turned her head to look at Vegeta, who was not far away and had a cold expression on his face.
"Kling, I really didn't expect that fierce Vegeta's son to be so sunny and handsome," Buma whispered in Kling's ear. "How do you know that Trunks is sunny and handsome?" Kling was somewhat jealous. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Trunks was indeed very handsome in the distance, even more handsome than Vegeta.
"Hehe …" Buma laughed. "I can feel it. Why, are you jealous?"
"I will be born about two years from now …" Like in the original TV series, Trunks told Monkey King about the Androids. Buma was quickly attracted.
"About three years from now, on May 12th …"
"There will be a pair of extremely strong, terrifyingly strong duo …"
"They were created by earthlings, the so-called Androids …" Buma's expression turned grave as Trunks spoke.
"Tien Shin is dead, Dumpling is dead!"
"Beek is dead, Vegeta is dead! Kling is dead, Yamu Tea is also dead! "Hearing this, Buma couldn't help but hug Kling tightly.
"Don't worry, I am the king of this world. The mere Androids may be terrifying in Trunks' words, but they are nothing in my eyes." At this time, Sun Wuben, who had already gained control of his body, patted Buma's back, full of confidence.
Buma immediately felt relieved. She looked at Sun Wuben with her beautiful eyes and nodded slightly.
"Because Beek is dead, the seven Dragon Ball also disappeared. No one can be resurrected from the dead …"
"The Androids deliberately killed them one by one in order to enjoy the pleasure of killing people …" Trunks' face was full of pain as he spoke. He clenched his fists, and his voice was filled with grief, helplessness, and even despair. "The future world we live in is just like a living hell!"
Then Monkey King suddenly remembered something. Trunks didn't mention him.
"Did I also die at their hands?" Monkey King asked.
"No, you didn't participate in the battle!" Trunks talked about how Monkey King's illness would act up in the future. This made Monkey King very unwilling, because he died without fighting against the strong. Then Trunks gave him a special medicine to treat heart disease that would only be developed 20 years later. Finally, he talked about his mother.
"What?"
Buma's bright and beautiful big eyes opened wide, and her lipstick-covered mouth was also wide open.
"I … I am Trunks' mother? I and that guy Vegeta … "Buma suddenly reached out and pinched Kling's cheek with all her strength.
"Buma, what are you doing?"
"Does it hurt? It doesn't hurt, did I hear wrong? "Buma muttered in disbelief.
"You are pinching me, and the one who is hurting is also me." Sun Wuben cried. At this time, Trunks talked about why Buma didn't marry Yamu Tea and ended up with Vegeta.
"So that's how it is. It turns out that Vegeta and I aren't married at all, and we don't live together …" Buma frowned. She turned her head to look at Kling, then at Vegeta, who was not far away, and then at Yamu Tea. "I really would have … with that guy Vegeta …"
"Don't be infatuated, Trunks seems to be leaving." Sun Wuben slapped Buma's buttocks heavily.
"Ouch, be gentle," Buma cried, and then suddenly smiled. "I knew you would be jealous. Is Trunks leaving?"
"Yeah." Sun Wuben looked at the beautiful, youthful, and proud little princess beside him. In his mind, the Buma of Trunks' world in Dragon Ball Z appeared. Even in the TV series in his previous life, that world's Buma was also very haggard and old. For some reason, Sun Wuben's heart ached. Such a proud little princess actually became like that in the future …
"Buma, I've decided," Sun Wuben said in a deep voice.
"What did you decide?" Buma looked at Sun Wuben in confusion. She naturally felt the change in Sun Wuben.
"I want to go to that world."
"That world?" Buma stared blankly for a moment, then immediately reacted. "You mean Trunks' world?"
"Yeah, didn't you hear what Trunks said just now? The reason why his mother survived until now was because of a concept. She wanted to create a time machine and come here to tell us that she wanted to change that history so that that kind of tragic future would never happen again," Sun Wuben said in a deep voice. "Hearing Trunks' words, I suddenly felt very distressed."
"Distressed?" Buma whispered. "Yeah, it's not easy for them."
"I'm thinking about that world's you, who painfully endured in that hellish world for nearly twenty years, raised Trunks, and created a time machine … How rare it is. Now, she …" Sun Wuben looked at Buma. "Seeing you, I think of her. Thinking of her situation, her twenty years of painful life, I feel a pain in my chest …"
"Don't say anymore."
Tears overflowed from Buma's eyes. She naturally felt that Sun Wuben was sincere.
"I know you love me, I'm very satisfied!" Buma hugged Sun Wuben tightly with both hands.
"Buma, you will also be you in the future. When I think of you like that, I feel that I can't wait any longer. Trunks' strength is not enough to kill the Androids. If we let him go back to the future by himself, they will continue to … that kind of world, and you in the future … will continue to struggle in that kind of world," Sun Wuben said in a deep voice. "I want to go to his place with Trunks."
"But your strength …" Buma's beautiful eyes were full of worry.
"My strength is far beyond Trunks', and I think it's also far beyond the Androids he spoke of. Moreover, you know that I won't completely take risks. I still have to protect my Buma. I don't want other men to sleep with my darling Buma after I die," Sun Wuben said with a smile.
"But it's still too dangerous. I'm afraid that when the time comes, you won't even …"
"So, I want you to go with me. If I die, you die too. If you die, I die too. Do you dare?" Sun Wuben stared at Buma.
Buma's face showed a smile, her cheeks blushing. "I can go crazy with you, but we have to give you a little Kling."
"Trunks is going to leave. Let's go there and give birth," Sun Wuben said.
"I promise you." Buma lowered her head with a red face and whispered, "But let's say goodbye to everyone first. We also have to say goodbye to my parents. After all, we are going to the future world. Who knows how long it will take for us to come back. Also, aren't you worried about the Androids in this world?"
"Didn't Trunks just say that if his time machine can collect enough energy, going back and forth won't be a problem at all? Don't forget that I have Instant Transmission. With this ability, coupled with my cleverness and your assistance, collecting energy will be a piece of cake." Sun Wuben laughed. "As for Goku, even if he doesn't transform into a Super Saiyan, he is still stronger than Trunks. As for the Androids, to be honest, I'm not optimistic about them."
"Anyway, you are right." Buma kissed Sun Wuben's face. "Let's go see everyone."
"Umm." Sun Wuben flew down with Buma in his arms.
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