The blue nebula, between the tenth and eightieth galaxies, is separated by many galaxies, even if it is a straight line distance, with Frieza's speed, it can barely be reached in a month, so he plans to delay.

Tutu and other temporary subordinates were all put into the planet, and it was undoubtedly much easier and faster for him to travel by himself, but he also had to call out the fire regiment commander from time to time to recognize the way, when he was on Boli's battleship, Frieza asked the other party to record a map about the blue nebula, and now it is just in use.

Seeing Baccoru, Frieza couldn't figure out what this guy's intentions were, just to give himself a gadget? This is unlikely, the point can only be what the other party said, he personally instructed himself, be sure to get the championship of the competition, obviously that nebula-level treasure is extraordinary.

"Champion? Of course you have to get. "Frieza's goal is exactly that, although his current strength is not outstanding among the major strengths of the entire Blue Star Cloud, but the competition should be held for a long time, and he believes that he will continue to grow.

Speaking of which, when he first got this body, how could he have known that in less than a year, he had reached the current level?

It's a pity that he has to use it to rush this month, otherwise he can increase his combat power by tens of thousands.

Under the stars, Frieza embarked on one of the longest journeys he had ever made. Ninety-nine eighty-one galaxies, each galaxy has a variety of creatures, and at first, Frieza planned to pick some ordinary planets to plunder.

But after he destroyed a few planets, he found that he didn't have much gain, and the emotional combat power growth state was slow to appear. Maybe it's because his current strength has reached a certain level, and that period of massive growth is gone.

Ever since he met Tutu and them, Frieza hadn't changed back to his original form, and now he could always maintain his second transformation form, and he vaguely felt that it was not far from maintaining his ultimate form for a long time.

"1.6 million combat power, double after transformation, and increase the state of the mechanical body by another 500,000." Frieza calculates his strength, and with these alone, winning the championship is tantamount to a dream.

Buu's current maximum combat power is only two million, and the seriously injured Flaming Phoenix is currently only more than two million, but when she recovers all, it can reach three million, Tutu is one and a half million, and the final fire leader is negligible, less than one million.

This team is not very strong.

But he believes in his own potential, and he also knows where Buu comes from, and the other party's growth space is also very strong, and what he needs is to hone it.

When he was in the Red Nebula, it could be judged from the information over there that the first-line powerhouses of the seventh sub-star domain were equivalent to the nine-star warriors of the Universe Alliance, with a combat power of about seven million, and the second-line powerhouses were about five million. In this way, their team can only reach the third line in front of them.

If it were to be changed to another door, I am afraid that he would not even dare to think of winning the championship, but compared to Frieza, not only himself, but even the Blue Star Cloud Lord and Buckru are very optimistic.

"Work hard, in order to be strong, to stay alive with a straight back, to stand at the top!!"

There was a flash of determination in Frieza's eyes, although he had regained his life, he still missed it, he still had pain, but so what, he was still rebellious, and he still had the heart of a free and strong man. Not afraid of heaven and earth, not afraid of death, either die or live happily. He knows that this is his biggest capital and his biggest weakness, but he has no regrets.

"Eightyth galaxy, Frieza is here!!"

Roar! The hideous figure broke through the starry sky, and its domineering posture swept straight ahead of the unknown.

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The eightieth galaxy, the eighty-one galaxy next to the Azure Nebula Lord, a year ago, like other galaxies, pirates were rife and wars were rife, but a year later, the Azure Nebula Lord classified this place as the arena of the Nebula Competition, and as soon as this news came out, no force rushed here to spread the wilderness.

Under normal circumstances, the Nebula Lord would not interfere in any matter outside the core galaxy, but this time was extraordinary, and everyone understood what was going on, so after an order, not only the eightieth galaxy was cleared, but also countless forces surged up, intending to take over the venue planning of the competition and the staff who maintained the event.

The competition presided over by the Nebula Lord himself naturally cannot be shabby, but the Nebula Lord ignored these forces that deliberately showed goodwill, and in the first half of the competition, no one in the entire eightieth galaxy was allowed to enter except for the staff from the core galaxy.

As the time approached, contestants from far and wide began to gather, ranging from the dominant star system commanders, to the elite bands of thieves who roamed the streets, and the mighty warriors who were born and raised just to add glory to their homeland. The entire Red Nebula, as long as the forces and individuals who are interested in the competition rewards, all gathered.

In addition to those contestants, more are the audience, the Nebula Lord personally presided over the competition, this is a major event that has never happened in the seventh sub-star domain, it can be called the only one in tens of millions of years, naturally it cannot be missed, and watching this kind of grand event can make them really understand the strength of the major powerhouses of the Blue Nebula. Even though the news issued by the Nebula Lord said that the safety of the spectators was not guaranteed, there were still countless people of all ethnic groups who came to watch the battle.

The deadline for registration was five days before the start of the competition, so the lone rangers who came from afar searched for their teammates, and for this reason, the entire outer reaches of the eighty galaxies were in chaos. There are disputes and skirmishes everywhere due to teammates.

It wasn't until the registration deadline that the situation finally stabilized. At this time, some bored people made a statistic that the number of individuals coming to the eightieth galaxy reached five billion, and the number of racial categories was as high as five million. There are more than 2 million participating teams alone, and according to the standard of a maximum of five people in each team, the number of participants exceeds 10 million. And, as we get closer and closer to the start of the race, the number increases.

The numbers sound scary, but in the vast starry sky, they are nothing. Except for those large teams, a slightly larger planet can be fitted, and none of the people who can come here are weak, even the most ordinary spectators, there are at least a few thousand combat power, and on the indigenous planet, that is a god-like existence. These powerhouses gathered together, all kinds of flying machines, all kinds of light and shadow entangled, and the energy fluctuations caused by them were extremely terrifying, so regarding the arrangement of the spectators, the arena made it clear that after the competition began, the spectators were not allowed to do any radical behavior, otherwise once discovered, they would be wiped out on the spot.

This so-called excesses is not named.

As time passed, most of the contestants were ready, and most of the Lone Ranger had found their team, and within the Eightieth Galaxy, groups of Zerg soldiers in black armor began to appear, and their task was to guide the spectators in.

The flying machine team hovering outside the galaxy, led by the black-armored soldiers, began to approach the first planet of the eighty galaxy, and they first had to dock their flying machines, but waited for the next step of the arena party. As for those who are too strong to need flying machines, wait in place.

Faced with this situation, the participants began to complain that they were the first to be entertained, not the spectators.

They just complained casually and didn't complain much, but the venue was very surprised to give an explanation, saying that the contestants did not need to enter the stadium in the initial session.

This explanation made most people confused and did not enter? So how to compete. Some smart guys guessed that with so many teams, it was impossible to get so many rings to catch each other in pairs, and the first link must be a way to eliminate most of the people in one fell swoop. It's just that no one knows what method Lord Nebula Lord will use.

Twenty-four hours before the start of the race, somewhere in the starry sky, a Frieza with hideous muscles flashed like a meteor.

"Wowhaha! Uncle Tutu is here! Behind him, a huge figure with tens of millions of tentacles screamed and laughed wildly. Immediately after, the pink-skinned Buu squatted on the back of the flaming phoenix with a new look, and not far from him, the fire leader sat on a certain spine on the back of the flaming phoenix, looking at the black crowd in front of him in surprise.

After nearly a month, the imperial team led by Frieza officially rushed to the eightieth galaxy, and in order to avoid the discovery of the planet with them, Tutu and Buu were released from afar. After this period of patterning, the flaming phoenix also recovered from her injuries.

Now that it was not too late, Frieza secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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