Strongest Saiyan - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Rebirth Saiyan
“What happened?”
Raavan rubbed his head and felt a little pain. He remembered that he was playing a game just now, as if he had cheated others, and then he cursed a few words with others, and then the person said he was going to kill him.
I’ve never been afraid of it. Anyway, it was a random match, and the address was directly provided. After that, the person really found it, and his head was hit by a stick, and then he didn’t know what was going on.
Suddenly, he was lying on the ground.
“Hey, I knew your kid was not that easy to be killed.”
Just when Raavan was in a daze, a big man next to him pushed him, then grinned at him.
“Damn, Matt?”
Looking at the uncle in front of him with a haircut that kills Matt, although it was not dyed in red, blue or green, some of it stood upside down, Raavan was a bit speechless, how come there are uncles who like this tone.
“You kid turned stupid, I’m Saudi, and you were confused with that guy Matt.”
The uncle patted Raavan’s shoulder, and Raavan grinned with pain.
“Hey, it seems that your kid is hurt badly, but it’s nothing, it will be fine in a few days. This time, Saudi really have to admire your guts. A low-level fighter actually dared to go head-to-head with a mid-level fighter.”
Uncle saw Raavan grinning in pain, but he laughed loudly.
But Raavan still didn’t know anything at this time, what kind of low-level fighter? What Mid-level fighter? And what the hell is this? I haven’t soloed with anyone in the game today.
And it looks like this is not an Internet cafe, this red land seems to be stained red with blood.
“Uncle, where is this place? What’s wrong with me?”
There was only Uncle in front of him, and Raavan could only ask about.
“Your kid won’t really be beaten stupid? This is the territory of the fighting ethnic Saiyan. You had a fight with a mid-level fighter for a girl in the morning.”
The big man said, and finally added a mysterious sentence: “Hey, you didn’t expect that, that girl is a high-level fighter, you are a low-level fighter who actually looks at a high-level fighter. You are brave enough, but you are also really enough shameful.”
But Raavan didn’t care about this anymore. When he heard of the fighting ethnic Saiyan, he was stunned.
“Battle nation… Saiyan… Dragon… Dragon Ball?”
Raavan murmured, is he dreaming? But the pain from his body is still there, reminding himself that this is not a dream.
Is he born again? Reborn into the world of Dragon Ball? Are you kidding me?
“What kind of dragon ball? What kind of beast is that, forget it, you are injured like this, there will be no way to fight for a while. It is better to heal your wounds, and I will send you back.”
The big man smiled and turned around as if he was looking for something.
And when the man turned around, Raavan saw that behind the man was a…tail.
Really Saiyan?
I touched myself, and sure enough, there was a tail behind me.
“Ah.”
After he figured it out, Raavan also gave a wry smile. Why was he so unlucky that he was reborn on the planet Vegeta and became a Saiyan?
Saiyans are war loving and ferocious beast. They are not pleasing to the eye. Even their own companions can be killed. He is an otaku, reborn in this place, and the most terrible thing is that he turned out to be a low-level warrior. Cannon fodder?
“What are you laughing at? Very happy not to beat you to death, right?”
Raavan’s laughter was also heard by the Saudi uncle.
“That’s, it’s worth noting that it’s not dead.”
Raavan nodded. It was indeed the case. He who should have died in the Internet cafe was reborn. Of course he was happy.
But is this uncle indistinguishable from a happy laughter and a wry smile? Also, after other people are reborn, they are picked up by little loli or cute girl and taken home, so when you get to yourself, you are picked by weird Uncle?
“Hey, then you have to thank me. If it weren’t for me, you would have been dead. I saw you, a low-level fighter fighting against mid-level fighter, before I decided to save you. Otherwise, Just like everyone else, if I just leave you there, you will definitely die. By the way, where is your home?”
The uncle laughed.
“My home is in… that direction.”
Raavan just wanted to say that he didn’t know, but there was a burst of information in his mind, which contained a lot of things, including information about home.
“Okay, by the way, what’s your name, kid?”
Uncle Saudi nodded, then pulled Raavan up and walked in the direction he pointed.
“Raavan.”
This is Raavan’s name on earth, and he doesn’t want to lose his name just because he comes to the planet Vegeta.
“Raavan? What a strange name.”
In fact, this is not Raavan’s Saiyan name. From the information just now, Raavan also knew that the name of the Saiyan who he was reborn was Royxter. This name is too long and he doesn’t like.
“By the way, what happened to the mid-level fighter? If he knows that I’m still alive, will he come to trouble me?”
Raavan was a little worried, let alone the current body, even if it was intact, the mid-level fighters would kill him easily.
“You don’t have to worry about this. The mid-level fighter was directly killed by the High-Level fighter beautiful woman in a second and turned to ashes.”
Hearing what the big man said, Raavan’s heart trembled. Is there such a big gap between high-level fighters and mid-level fighters?
Looking at the big man’s face again, when he said this, there was no change in the slightest. Obviously, he was already used to this situation.
But this is what Raavan worries about. In this situation, only Saiyan can do this. If you want to survive in this world, you must become stronger.
“Here, go in by yourself.”
The big man just brought Raavan to the door of his house, and then said.
“Well, thank you.”
Although he is a big man, he still needs to be polite.
“Hey, come to me for anything, I still admire you kid.”
The big man smiled and said, then turned and left.
Raavan shuddered. Doesn’t this big man have certain characteristics? For example, a special hobby.
Seeing the big man walking away, Raavan dragged his wounded body, opened the door, and entered the room.
This room is not quite the same as imagined, it is very simple, not even a decent piece of furniture.
“Don’t the Saiyans have a high level of technology? Why is there nothing?”
Looking at the empty home, Raavan felt that he might have been reborn on a fake planet Vegeta.
I didn’t see the high-tech that I saw in the animation before, not even the most basic detector!