Dragon Ball: This android is super strong

Chapter 48

After understanding the game rules customized by Sharu, the space fighters burst out with incomparable breaths, trying to warn other people who were blind.

For a moment, colorful flames shone on the ring, dazzling No. 17's eyes.

It's a pity that everyone's level is almost on the same level. Such a warning seems to have no deterrent effect.

Of course, except for a few guys who are not easy to mess with at a glance.

After the alien creatures in the auditorium knew that their lives were not in danger, after a voice started, everyone began to support their favorite players loudly.

Sha Ru looked down at the scene below with satisfaction, wondering if the top 10 could make him interested in fighting.

Under the noise of all kinds of strange languages, Vegeta and Trunks quietly retreated to the edge of the field under the leadership of Goku.

Wukong wanted to downplay his own existence, so as to preserve his strength, and attacked Cell by surprise.

Seeing this, No. 17 also learned Wukong's method, and hid in the corner of the battlefield with No. 16 and No. 18, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of punching to the flesh was endless, and soon some people were killed by one blow, and some were fighting in groups, so they could only resist in embarrassment.

No. 17 even observed that a daring contestant wanted to sneak into the auditorium and become a spectator to escape the catastrophe.

Reluctantly, he was discovered by the little Cells who had been observing the battlefield, and then one of the little Cells flew over and kicked him, killing him.

Colorful light waves splashed everywhere, and hundreds of fighters fought in great chaos, causing the playing field built by Cell to slowly collapse.

This group of cosmic fighters who are fighting for their lives let No. 17 know that they have to rely on their own group to get rid of Shalu.

They have no intention of resisting at all in their hearts, or they have no strength to resist at all.

Soon, with the passage of time, half of the players on the field have fallen.

The rest are powerful cosmic fighters. They know that the strength of other people on the field is not much lower than their own, but they are definitely not much different.

Ever since, some people began to focus on the seriously injured player, ready to add insult to injury.

Suddenly, Piccolo, who was still resting with his eyes closed, rushed out and flew towards the center of the field.

No. 17 took a closer look, and it turned out that there was a Namekian in the center who was seriously injured, and happened to be targeted by a few restless and kind space warriors.

Of course, Piccolo, who is also from the Namek, would not sit idly by, so he took the initiative to help this strange tribe solve the trouble.

After assimilating with the gods, Piccolo was able to surpass the Super Saiyan, and now after practicing in the spiritual time room, he has perfectly mastered this powerful force.

In front of them, these few space fighters with a combat power of 100 million are as easy as drinking water.

I saw that Piccolo flew in front of the Namekian, and then he was surprised first and then frightened by the other party's eyes.

Raising his hand, he knocked down the cosmic warrior who came to pursue him with just one punch. He dodged, raised his knife and dropped it, and knocked the other 3 players out.

This incomparable powerful strength frightened Xiaoxiao's generation severely, and Piccolo helped the Namek to find Wukong.

"Pick, you saved this strange Namek?"

Seeing Piccolo coming over with the help of a strange Namek man covered in wounds all over his body, Wukong's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Namekians I had been looking for before, unexpectedly met here, there was nowhere to hide, and it took no effort to get them.

Now, when the Sharu turmoil is over, I can complete the plan to resurrect the gods and Dragon Balls.

Under Piccolo's questioning, Wukong and others knew that this strange Namek was named Moss, and he had indeed escaped from the Namek.

According to Moss, after abandoning Namek, they drifted around and found a suitable planet to live in after a lot of hard work.

Under the leadership of the Great Elder, he gradually entered the right track and began to live and work in peace and contentment.

Unfortunately, just three days ago, the arrival of the demon Sharu changed the peaceful and peaceful life.

The tribe had no choice but to send Moss as a sacrifice, and then prepared to continue wandering in space, looking for a new home.

"This Cell, I don't know how many civilizations will disappear because of its martial arts conference this time."

Wukong was full of anger and preached, and then told Moss about the general situation of Cell.

Wukong said that his group of people will definitely defeat Cell and bring the galaxy back to peace.

At that time, I will go to the new Namek planet to visit the Great Elder.

Moss, who clearly felt Piccolo's strength, was full of expectations for the description of Wukong's words.

Moss also made an appointment with Wukong to visit his house when everything is over.

During the pleasant conversation between Wukong and Moss, a few uninvited guests found the three people on No. 17 hiding in the corner.

The leader among them is Diaz, the strongest person on Planet Hedley.

With purple skin all over his body and two demon head horns, he can be said to have a fierce reputation in the galaxy near his home.

As for the other four, it was precisely because they recognized Diaz that they were willing to be their subordinates and let him drive them.

Looking up and down at No. 17 and others, Diaz sarcastically said with a cruel smile on his face.

"Look, where did this coward come from, hiding here and not daring to come out."

The bodies of the three were clean, and they didn't have the aura of a strong person, which made Diaz mistakenly think that the people on the 17th were just mere bastards.

"You go and get rid of them."

After giving orders to his subordinates, Diaz left without looking back.

Such a trash fish is not worthy of me, Mr. Diaz.

Bang.

Diaz felt as if something flashed past his head.

"Master Diaz, it's gone!" Another subordinate witnessed the whole process and shouted to him in panic.

"What's missing?"

Diaz looked back impatiently. If it weren't for the fact that these four people could still be used as cannon fodder, he would have already dealt with this trash that has done more than succeed.

"It's Shiro, Shiro was sent flying by his slap." Pointing at No. 18 with a frightened hand, he hesitated.

"Just her?" Diaz said disapprovingly, taking a step in front of No. 18.

How could No. 18 slap Ciro with a slap when he looked so weak.

boom!
This time, No. 18 only punched out with one punch, and in the eyes of his subordinates who completely collapsed, the incomparably powerful Lord Diaz was sent flying by No. 18's punch, and his life and death were unknown.

Diaz's fall caused the mob's subordinates to flee in an instant.

On the 18th, he clapped his hands and said, "It's really a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps. When will we attack Cell on the 17th?"

"Don't worry, what time is it now?"

On the 17th, seeing that there were dozens of people on the field, he said calmly.

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(End of this chapter)