Give Two-dimensional a little Hong Kong comic shock

Chapter 181 Memories
【Why, why! 】

Sun Wukong's fists are full of anger, and the hot and scalding fists convey the emotion.

Link remained silent, just constantly receiving and dismantling moves, and fighting back with all his strength. His fists were as cold as cold iron, without the slightest trace of love or impulse.

Victory means that only the winner can decide everything.

Coldness and heat are intertwined in the vast universe. Stars, satellites, planets, neutron stars, nebulae, star clusters... not even black holes can stop them.

【You become weaker and weaker. 】

Link suddenly retracted his kicking leg and watched his apprentice's fist stop in front of his face. He said indifferently.

With the effect of the eternal duel field, Sun Wukong has gradually discovered that the two of them are wrapped in the power of the universe and will not die or be injured. The fighting spirit in his heart has not faded, but the murderous intention has gradually diminished. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of his master. His face, my heart is filled with words that cannot be expressed in words.

[There is only one strong person destined to be strong——]

[Wukong, you have to defeat me and kill me! 】

【You have to take the strongest path——】

"Peng!"

"Aw~"

The fist was stamped on Link's face, and his body spiraled out. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood turned into blood beads and wandered in the air.

Sun Wukong raised his fist, his whole body shaking with anger, "Just because of this unknown thing, Master, you want to fight with me?" 】

【Ridiculous? ! ] Link stabilized his body and laughed inexplicably, [Without power, without everything, if you have no power, what will happen to you. 】

He looked at the apprentice in front of him and felt extremely disappointed. Without a pure and invincible heart, how could he embark on the path of invincibility, break through the boundaries of the single universe, and become the key to defeating that kind of dog?

Failed, failed.

Link's laughter was full of madness. He thought that the apprentice he had trained since childhood could kill him without hesitation and awaken the most powerful power of the universe. Then he could take him back to the fragmented world and fight with the dog. Zhong fights to the death, even if he sacrifices himself, he will die together with that dog.

What a pity, what a pity.

As expected, everything is still my own. From beginning to end, the only one I trust is myself.

Link turned and left. His will had collapsed to its limit. If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have passed out by now. Until a hundred years later, a battle lasting three years would be enough to make the shell of his fabricated soul appear. Crack, if he doesn't fall asleep, then he won't even have the last chance to exist, and can only turn back into a ball of consciousness.

And a group of consciousness is obviously unable to fight against that kind of dog.

【Hey, even at the end of my life, it will only be me】

Link was neither sad nor happy, his figure drifted away and soon disappeared into the galaxy.

Sun Wukong clenched his hands into fists, trembling all over, and tears as thick as noodles hung on his cheeks. He was extremely suppressing his crying movements, his face was squeezed together, his gums were exposed, and the power he had suppressed for a long time was quietly released.

His strength was originally slightly lower than that of Link in the outer shell, but it quickly climbed up at this moment. A few seconds later, he had reached Link's peak state, and then broke through the limits of the single universe without any hindrance, reaching a point of profound mystery.

At that moment, his consciousness was higher than the entire universe, and he saw the sleeping cat in the distant universe, and the little blue child who was comparable to him at this moment... The past, the future, parallel time and space, everything was reflected To the eye, he seemed to be an omnipotent God.

But after all the embers, he chose to return to ordinary without hesitation. His newly increased strength suddenly dropped. He looked at Link who had gone away, disappeared and had death intentions, and said nothing for a long time.

"Goku!" Bulma flew from a distance, with worry written on her face. She threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly.

Sun Wukong didn't say anything, he just hugged his wife and left.

[Teacher, you are wrong. You are by no means the strongest. Strength cannot be everything...]
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On a strange, desolate planet.Link leaned against a stone wall hundreds of meters high, looking up at the howling sky. Strange birds with feathers roared and flew along the wind. The windbreaker on his body made a hunting sound, and his face was as cold as a knife or an axe. .

The world of Inuyasha gave him the last warmth, and he gave it all to his apprentice, and also passed on his will to the other party. Unfortunately, it backfired.

As long as Sun Wukong surpasses him, he will give up fighting, cancel the eternal duel field, go to death calmly, send his apprentice to the strongest, and then use his will to release his last true thoughts in a straight line, and fight with Wukong's projection to kill that bitch, which is eternal life. It doesn't matter if it's annihilated.

But why it failed... He didn't understand. Although he had practiced physical training to the limit, he still didn't have that much fighting and killing intention.

Putting himself in his shoes, no matter how many times he chooses to put himself in that position, he will punch out as a matter of course to fulfill his teacher, but...

"Can a person exist without a soul?"

Link said to himself——

It's time.

It's time for me to die.

Maybe this time I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I would have to fight to the death with that bitch. Maybe it was time for me to recall my life.

I have never been a time traveler. The starting point of my life was that rainy night in the orphanage.

Yes, my parents have always existed only in my fantasy.

In the cold rainy night, I cried out in fear, survival and destruction... Hehe, if you think about it carefully, I actually started making choices when I was a baby.

once, twice...

No matter how many times I die, my heart is always filled with pain and torture.

Is the meaning of my existence just for that dog to have fun?
It doesn't matter anymore.

I killed many people and gave them death equally. I killed them as I pleased. I never regretted it.

Even though I am so self-centered and evil, someone still gives me warmth, and now I return it.

In the name of love, I can change the entire destiny of a planet, maybe more than that. How many worlds have been destroyed by the broken tree of time?
No matter how serious the sin is or whether it is irreparable, I will never regret it.

Love... Hee, I just don’t even love myself.

But...that's really a beautiful thing.

Link stretched out his hand to grab the baby bird that was struggling helplessly in the whirlwind, and placed it behind his windbreaker in the gap between it and the stone wall. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

But, with only love, I can do nothing...

"Crack!" There were thunder and lightning in the sky, and rain poured down, as if God was crying, sad for the earth full of blood, pain and death, sad for the cold, indifferent world...

Even crying seems so powerless at this moment.

Link didn't know when he had closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep... just waiting for the end of everything, waiting for the moment of true death.

　Originally there was still a chapter about what happened after the war, but it seemed a bit watery. Since I have decided to finish this failed work immediately, I won’t go into watering down anything. Instead, I squeezed in the dry stuff and deleted the redundant watery stuff. Today I will finish it. Update, two to three chapters should be updated tomorrow, and I will delete the redundant and watery content.

　　I have also released a new book, which is a comprehensive world of fighting games. It is similar to the style of the first volume. Generally speaking, it will not have too much Hong Kong comic style.

　　I'm really sorry that this book failed like this, but the first volume is very complete, and it was not delayed on the shelves. It tells a complete story. In my heart, the purpose of my book has actually been achieved, but I'm just sorry for the follow-up orders. Everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)