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Chapter 1712: Dragon Ball? A Ki Blast?

Chapter 1712: Dragon Ball? A Ki Blast?

Lights flashed and intercrossed.

Lan Tu’s radiance was entirely deep blue, while Bai Shou, standing opposed to him, emitting light with a hint of bloody-red.

Where the two types of light intercrossed, it created a dizzying sensation.

Imperial Sovereigns!

When they both unleashed their true power, Ye Zichen sensed their cultivation boundaries.

They were both imperial sovereigns!

In the Upper Tree Realms, an imperial sovereign could rule an entire realm. Currently, only the God, Demon, and Yao Emperors had reached that level.

In the Gu Family….

He’d encountered two before even making it through the city gates!

Of course, this was because Ye Zichen had broken the sign, attracting quite a number of spectators. Even so, the appearance of two imperial sovereigns was quite the shock.

The Gu Family sure lived up to its reputation.

“Agh, the two of them are at it again.” Gu Luolin sighed and shook her head. As they stared each other down, Gu Luolin spread her wings and carried Ye Zichen somewhere safe.

As she shook her head at Lan Tu and Ban Shou, Ye Zichen’s eyebrows shot up. “Do they fight often?”

“They sure do! Whenever Bai Shou comes back, he’s certain to pick a fight with Lan Tu. In truth, there’s no grudge between them; they just both want to be my dad’s personal guard. Tell me, what’s so good about being a bodyguard? You have to maintain a cold expression all day, grimacing like you owe someone money.” Gu Luolin pouted her lips.

“But the two of them actually remind me of an anime!”

“An anime?” Gu Luolin batted her eyes. “Dragon Ball Super?”

Ye Zichen’s gaze sharpened, and he looked at Gu Luolin in silence for quite some time.

Anime was a product of the Modern Realm; it didn’t exist in this plane at all. How the heck did Gu Luolin know about Dragon Ball Super?

Suddenly, Ye Zichen thought back to the Divine Mausoleum. Gu Luolin said something about reading “ancient tomes”, which turned out to be wuxia novels…

“What is it? Am I wrong?” Gu Luolin pointed at Lan Tu and Bai Shou, then said, “Their attacks are like a Super Saiyan’s ki blasts, aren’t they? Bai Shou’s is peach-pink, while Lan Tu’s is blue. If we go by the rankings in Dragon Ball Super, Lan Tu will lose!”

Something strange was going on!

Dragon Ball Super was a creation of the Modern Realm, so why did Gu Luolin know about it in so much detail?

The Gu Family didn’t just have wuxia novels; they even had anime!

“Where did you find out about that?” asked Ye Zichen.

“Our family has always had them! When I was little, I just loved watching it, but now that I’m older, my dad won’t let me,” said Gu Luolin wistfully. “He used to watch it with me every day, saying that one day, he’d be able to shatter a planet in a single punch, just like a super saiyan. He was great back then, but now that I’m older, he’s all tense and taciturn all the time.”

“Did your dad tell you where he got the episodes?”

“He said he recorded them back in the day while traveling through outer space.”

“Recorded!?” Ye Zichen’s eyes practically popped out of his head. His jaw dropped so wide, you could fit an egg inside.

What did Gu Luolin just say?

Recorded?

Gu Xuande had recorded Dragon Ball Super while traveling through outer space?

“That’s right!” Gu Luolin nodded her little head. “He said that at the time, he was no match for those people, but that he was good at hiding, so he followed them in secret and recorded everything. That way, when he got back, he could research in depth and come up with a way to beat them.”

Don’t even joke!

Ye Zichen’s expression was as rigid and stunned as could be.

Dragon Ball Super was obviously an extension of the original Dragon Ball, and anime was anime. Why was it that, talking to Gu Luolin, it sounded as if Gu Xuande had filmed it, as if everything on screen actually happened?

A Kaiou, a world king, destroying a planet in a single fist.

A Kamehameha piercing right through a star.

Could that possibly be real?

If people like that really existed, and if they decided to invade the Milky Way, they could blast it to cinders with a flick of their fingers.

He suddenly recalled Supreme Treasure and Fairy Zi Xia.

In the Modern Realm, their tale had only been a film that fanned the flames of emotion, a tale that stirred countless people to tears. However, after meeting the Great Sage, Ye Zichen learned that Fairy Zi Xia really existed, that Supreme Treasure was real, and that theirs was a true story.

Then was it possible that Dragon Ball Super…

No way!

As soon as the thought occurred to Ye Zichen, he suppressed it. He didn’t even fully understand the Outsider Gods, but if Dragon Ball Super was real, what was the point in even trying?

In a battle of experts, building up power was paramount!

Lan Tu and Bai Shou both built up their ki blasts by the city gates for as long as it took to brew a pot of tea. They stared each other down, but neither made any sudden attacks.

Beneath the blue light, Lan Tu’s hair stood completely on end. The energy whirled around him, and he chuckled at Bai Shou. “I heard you had a bit of a harvest during your recent visit to the ancient battlefield.”

“My harvest was bountiful!” Bai Shou snorted.

“You say that every time, but in the end, you’re still no match for me. Aren’t you getting tired of this? Honestly, you’re already quite strong,” said Lan Tu.

“If I can’t even beat you, how strong could I be?”

“Then attack! Show me just how much progress you’ve made since last time.”

As the words left his lips, Bai Shou fired off a Ki Blast and landed on the ground. The impact created a deep depression in the dirt. The scattered dust whirled about in the wind, making it hard to see their battle from the outside.

The group standing in the sky could only see the blue and peach energies growing and transforming continuously.

They could only go by the spatial rifts to roughly gauge what was going on.

“It really does seem a bit like Dragon Ball Super!” Standing in the sky, Ye Zichen watched the battle below with rapt attention. This high frequency of clashes really seemed just like the battles in Dragon Ball.

Their battle raged from the south of the city and up to the north, then to the west…

As they fired off energy, Lan Tu and Bai Shou clashed repeatedly, but since their attacks were so fast, it was hard to tell just how intense the fighting was.

Boom——!

With another mighty bang, Lan Tu and Bai Shou separated.

They each had varying degrees of injuries, but if you looked closer, Bai Shou’s wounds were a bit heavier.

“It seems I can no longer hide my trump card.” Bai Shou wiped the blood from his lower lip and narrowed his eyes. “On the ancient battlefield, I comprehended a certain battle technique. If you can block it, I’ll never make trouble for you ever again.”

“Then please, enlighten me.” Lan Tu smiled and stretched out his hand with a hint of the air of a knight errant.

Bai Shou, meanwhile, bent slightly forward and positioned his hands by his waist….

“$%@&! A Kamehameha!” Ye Zichen couldn’t help but cry out.

Bai Shou, who was currently accumulating power, glanced at Ye Zichen in response. “Good eyes, young warrior. No wonder you’re the family head’s VIP guest!”

What? So he was right?

But wait, hadn’t he comprehended the Kamehameha by himself? Why wasn’t he curious about how Ye Zichen had shouted out the name of his “self-taught battle technique”?

But Ye Zichen dared not speak. He was already as shocked as he could possibly be. However, more than that, he wanted to see if that peachy red light gathered around Bai Shou’s hands, a Kamehameha, could pierce right through this dimension or not.