Strength Soars, Giant Beasts Attack

Attack!

It missed.

Yamcha's combat experience was not something Li Xing could compare to.

Although Li Xing responded quickly, Yamcha was no pushover.

The moment Li Xing moved, Yamcha immediately shifted his stance.

He changed his downward-reaching hands into an aerial somersault, closed his eyes, engaged his waist, and channeled his strength rapidly into his feet.

He was determined to kick Li Xing to death.

Li Xing sensed something was wrong, and relying on his years of street-fighting experience, he quickly came up with the best solution.

Playing dead!

Before he could even steady his footing, Li Xing turned his back to Yamcha and dove headlong into the sand.

Sand kicked up halfway, and Li Xing felt a sharp gust of wind whistle past his backside.

His heart went cold, and he hurriedly performed a clumsy roll.

At a time like this, with his life hanging in the balance, Li Xing couldn't care less about his image.

After rolling twice, he listened intently to his surroundings and flung another handful of sand into the air.

"You bastard, you treacherous coward!"

Li Xing remained expressionless, springing up like a rabbit and aiming straight for Yamcha's thigh.

Bolstered by his Devour Ability, he hammered fiercely at Yamcha's knee.

Yamcha hadn't fully regained his balance, and he was caught off guard by Li Xing's sand attack.

Taken by surprise, he couldn't muster his strength in time.

Like a meteor, Li Xing rushed to Yamcha's side in a single breath.

"Hah!"

Li Xing pressed his lips together, unleashing all his strength as both fists slammed into Yamcha's lower leg.

A faint, warm current flowed from his palms into his entire body.

Li Xing felt as refreshed as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit.

For the first time, this was the first time, the feedback from his Devour Ability had been this effective.

"Ah!"

Yamcha let out a miserable cry, finally managing to gather his strength as his legs swept toward Li Xing like steel rods.

Li Xing had anticipated this; the moment he struck Yamcha, he had already begun to retreat.

It was still a split second too late, and Yamcha's counter-kick grazed Li Xing's left hand.

Retreating rapidly, Li Xing looked at Yamcha calmly.

Yamcha's eyes were bloodshot, and he had fallen into a frenzy.

"I'll kill you!"

Li Xing curled his lip in disdain.

He certainly had his own motives, but fundamentally, it was Yamcha who had malicious intentions, attempting to launch a sneak attack in the middle of the night.

Otherwise, Li Xing would never have taken the initiative to provoke Yamcha.

Severely injuring Puar was merely to ensure he wouldn't end up being ganged up on.

Forget about having a clear conscience; even if it meant being morally bankrupt or acting like a scoundrel, Li Xing would still have chosen to ambush Yamcha.

"Ah, My Lord, what happened here?"

A crisp, surprised voice rang out.

Xiao Wu stretched as she walked out of the tent, her eyes filled with astonishment as she looked at the chaotic scene.

"My Lord."

"Wait, isn't this the guy from... from earlier today?"

The red in Yamcha's eyes spread across his weathered face in an instant.

Breathing heavily through his nose, he glared fiercely at Li Xing. His legs moved like propellers, kicking up a rustling sound in the sand as he scooped up Puar, jumped onto the Sand Vehicle, and sped away in a flash.

"Just you wait, I'll be back!"

Li Xing curled his lip, muttering something about how he thought he was Grey Wolf or something similar.

Deep down, however, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His left hand was already swollen; if the fight had continued, he would surely have been in grave danger.

Yamcha was too fierce; he was simply no match for him right now.

Li Xing sighed inwardly.

What kind of transmigrator has a system and is still such a weakling?

If there were a controller behind him, he would definitely rush over and curse that guy to death.

"My Lord, what is going on?"

Ashu also crawled out, bleary-eyed, looking around in a daze.

Li Xing glared fiercely at the two of them.

"Less chatter. Why aren't you back to rest? Don't we have to travel tomorrow? If you two have so much energy, then we won't rest and will start traveling right now."

Hearing Li Xing's stern words, the two were terrified and scurried back into the tent in a flash.

Regardless of anything else, nothing was more important than getting a good rest.

If they were caught by Li Xing, this devil, their lives would be miserable.

Li Xing watched them scramble into the tent and shook his head helplessly.

He was only pretending to be fierce; he hadn't actually punished them once this whole time.

Thinking this to himself, a hint of warmth surfaced in Li Xing's heart.

Having spent so much time together, the two were actually not bad and were worth cultivating.

Thinking of this, Li Xing made up his mind.

In this world, one could not succeed by fighting alone.

Having a small team to serve him was a very comfortable thing.

Because of this, Li Xing's mindset shifted; he was no longer just reacting for the sake of system missions.

The future of the Dragon Ball World was not necessarily safe.

Danger was everywhere; even if you hid, an energy blast might suddenly appear and wipe you out.

What's more, since he had already transmigrated into Dragon Ball, who knew what strange things might happen if he transmigrated again?

Li Xing shook his head and, ignoring his torn tent, crawled straight inside.

As soon as he entered the tent, Li Xing winced in pain.

His left forearm was swollen to more than twice its size, now as thick as his upper arm.

"Hiss, strong, truly strong. If it weren't for my energy and dodging to the side in time, my arm might have been broken. Just what is Yamcha's strength level? No wonder Master Roshi, with a power level of only a hundred or so, could shatter a corner of the moon."

Ignoring his swollen arm, Li Xing looked at his data.

His physique had actually reached 1.2.

After trading a few blows with Yamcha, although he was severely injured, his physique had increased by 0.11.

No wonder he could clearly feel a warm current rising within his body.

Physique enhancement was a good thing, and Li Xing's energy had also broken through, reaching 8.

In this way, Li Xing's comprehensive combat power had reached 9.6.

An increase of 2 points in strength was no small feat.

Looking at this data, Li Xing felt his blood boil.

Even the pain in his arm diminished significantly.

"If Yamcha comes a few more times, could my strength reach 15, or even higher?"

Li Xing wore an excited expression.

The night passed without incident, and the next day was peaceful.

At noon on the third day, a massive creature flew toward Li Xing and his group.

Xiao Wu and the other were terrified, steering the car wildly and losing their sense of direction for a moment.

Li Xing's expression remained unchanged.

This was a desert; where would such a large creature come from, and why would it keep chasing them?

Thinking about it this way, the nature of this creature was perfectly clear.

Li Xing pondered for a moment and decided to test the waters.

Waiting for Yamcha indefinitely was unrealistic, and before long, they would reach Fire Mountain.

The Ox-King was waiting for him there, and if his strength was too poor, he wouldn't be able to fleece any benefits from the Ox-King.

He would test the waters, and once Yamcha arrived, he would have the opportunity to cross swords with him again.

He hadn't stopped training over these past two days, after all.

It was just too difficult; his progress in strength could be described as negligible.

Since that was the case, Li Xing decided he might as well just wait and face opponents who were evenly matched.

He vaulted into the air.

"Wait for it."

Gazing at the massive flying beast not far away, Li Xing bent his legs slightly and launched himself toward the creature like a cannonball.

The biting wind whistled as Li Xing's hawk-like eyes remained locked onto the giant beast.

Before he could even get close.

"Ahhh, Young Master, save me, save me!"

The giant beast let out a panicked, shrill cry, and once it finished speaking, it turned and fled toward the rear.