Dragon Ball Wutian Grandmaster

Is this still the young man who was trampled under his feet back then?

But in 100 years, he has become so terrifying?His own strength to him is actually much weaker than that of Wu Taidou to him back then!

Wu Taidou was in front of him back then, at least he still had a little room to parry and fight back.

And now I...

The big devil Piccolo was completely grasped by the white giant, holding him in mid-air and unable to move.The power of this giant palm increased little by little, slowly compressing his body, and the strong pressure pressed inward, causing his bones to shatter one by one, and his muscles to shatter one by one.This is also because the Namekians do not have such fragile internal organs as the people on Earth, otherwise the internal organs would have been squeezed out long ago.

He desperately tried to struggle and resist, but there was no effect, so he began to beg for mercy: "Please, spare my life..." He looked at the gray-haired middle-aged Wu Tian on the ground, with a look of sadness on his face.

"Spare your life?"

Wu Tian said softly.He looked at the Great Demon King Piccolo in his hands, his eyes were like ripples and hooks—the ability to imitate Qi, for the time being, it was just a special pupil technique of the divine jade eyes—single palm facing the air, maintaining the "capture" "Dragon claw" Qigong, he repeated these words, seeming to be chewing and deliberating carefully.

Seeing that Wu Tian seemed to be hesitant, Piccolo said hurriedly: "You know, I am one with the gods in the sky. If I die, the gods will die too! But how can the gods die?"

Actually... this is just his guess.

For more than 100 years, he has been sealed in the rice cooker and has nothing to do. Apart from cursing and resenting Wu Taidou and Wu Tian master and apprentice every day, he also thinks about some things.

For example... Why did I make trouble in the world, my half body, as a god, didn't kill me.

In other words, when I separated myself in the temple, I got rid of myself.

His own strength...is still slightly inferior to that half body.

"Patriarch! You can't keep him!"

Seeing that Wu Tian seemed to be really "hesitating", the disciple of Wu Xianliu behind him was also agitated, and he knelt behind Wu Tian with a "plop", and looked at the big devil Piccolo struggling in the air, with hatred and pleasure at the same time , Shouted loudly: "This is the devil who took the demon just now and killed all of us Wu Xianliu. How can we spare him? Patriarch, we must not spare him!"

The disciple of the Martial Immortal School yelled at the Big Demon King: "You demon, you ruined the sect established by my ancestor and killed so many of our disciples of the Martial Immortal Stream, and now you still want to beg for mercy? You are simply wishful thinking! The Patriarch is an old man! How could I spare you?"

Did you kill Piccolo...

Wu Tian narrowed his eyes.

For a moment, he thought a lot.

The first thing that comes to mind is Sun Wukong.

This disciple he identified 100 years ago.

Undoubtedly, just before, when the cat fairy asked him how to deal with Piccolo on Kailin Tower, his answer was that he would not kill him... The reason for this is naturally for the future disciple Sun Wukong.

Then, he thought of Frieza again.

Eight years ago, he had the slight possibility that before Frieza's complete transformation, he could use the forty-fold pupil technique of both eyes to increase his own skill by 150 million, reaching half of Frieza's total skill, 6000 million, and then Supplemented with the tactics of "Qi Yuan Slash" and "Teleportation", there is a slight possibility to kill Frieza.

He didn't.

The pride of the Martial Daoist makes him unwilling to use this opportunistic way to win, this is one aspect.

But it is also undeniable that, on the other hand, as a traveler who originally liked the story of Dragon Ball, he did have a little selfishness in his heart: he wanted to keep Frieza until 200 years later, Leave it to Super Saiyan Monkey King to solve.

So similarly, he always thought that he should keep Piccolo.

Yes.

"Before".

The expression in the eyes of the big devil Piccolo looking at the middle-aged Wu Tian on the ground suddenly changed, his heart trembled, and he had a bad feeling.

The cold light in Wu Tian's divine jade eyes gradually rose, he looked at the big demon king Piccolo who was pinched by the giant white qigong hand in the air, and slowly clenched his raised palm——

"I...have to keep you?"

He whispered to himself.

"If I still keep you at this time... Could it be that I want to force the original plot?"

creak, creak...

The pressure in the giant qigong palm became stronger, and Piccolo felt that his legs had been pinched into a ball of fleshy paste.He was terrified, unable to speak, the icy aura and murderous aura enveloped him, he knew that he was doomed today.

"If you die, Sun Wukong can't grow up?"

"Could it be that at that time, for the sake of the so-called plot, I had to let Kelin die in front of Monkey King?"

"Isn't this... ridiculous."

It was as if some kind of obstacle in my heart had been overcome.

Wu Tian gently brushed away the cobweb covering his heart.His pair of divine jade eyes, which looked a little strange, stared closely at the terrified and desperate eyes of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

The phoenix spread its wings and flew up from Wu Tian.

……

Temple.

The god Piccolo was looking down from the edge, watching the battle between the light footed road and the red and black demon kings.

"No, Mr. Guangzudao is concerned about the remaining humans in the city, so he can't let go completely. Those two demons have no scruples..."

God Piccolo looked down at the position of the king capital of the earth on earth, and the two shadows, one black and one red, crazily fought against each other. .

Suddenly, my heart really "twitched".

He froze for a moment, then reacted abruptly.

"The breath of Great Demon King Piccolo...is weakening? Someone is killing him!"

The god turned his gaze hastily. After all, his own life was at stake, and he had just escaped from the shocking battle on the other side, so of course he would be a little out of place.Sensing that the aura of the Great Demon King Piccolo was getting weaker and weaker, the god Piccolo strode to the other side, frowned, and murmured: "Sure enough, it's Wutian. At this time, he is the only one among the martial arts family in the world. I have the ability to subdue the big devil Piccolo..."

"It's just, what is his qigong method?"

The god Piccolo was shocked when he noticed the huge qigong claw that was holding the big devil Piccolo. This kind of ingenious qigong control ability is really unimaginable to a certain level.

"His appearance...why does it seem to have changed a little?"

Complicated in his heart for a while, the god Piccolo finally sighed: "What should come will eventually come... This is also a sin owed a long time ago." He closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"But if you, the god, die with Piccolo, the Dragon Ball will disappear, so how can you make a wish to resurrect all the people killed by the demons?" Mr. Popo said behind the god Piccolo.

Piccolo opened his eyes suddenly.

……

An impulse suddenly rose between the chest and abdomen of the Great Demon King Piccolo, as if...something was about to burst out.