dragon ball god saiyan

Chapter 368

"That bald man named Klin is too far behind Piccolo. We're going to lose this match. You should worry about whether Wukong can beat him." Taisi stood beside Luo Lan, supporting her husband clearly. .

Bulma asked: "Sister, do you know?"

Taisi Baile Bulma took a look, "Anyway, I also practiced in Kailin Tower for a while, although my kung fu is not very good, but with the support of the fruit of the spirit tree, my own strength is not bad, otherwise I would not be born." From a child as healthy as Luo Fei."

"Speaking of which, you and Wukong are getting married too. Your small body can't bear the roughness of a Saiyan. Would you like my sister to help you with some nutrient solution?"

When Bulma heard this, her cheeks flushed red, and she became angry from embarrassment: "We are talking about the competition now, sister, don't talk about other things..."

Then he asked Taisi for the fruit to strengthen her physique in a soft voice.

It seems that she is still very worried about her and Monkey King's next generation.

Luo Lan glanced at them, ignored the whispering discussion between the two sisters, and lowered his head to think secretly about Piccolo's strength.Compared with the more than 300 points of combat power in the original book, Piccolo is undoubtedly much stronger. Although this kind of strength is insignificant in Luo Lan's view, it is already shocking for the current earth.

According to the current progress, when Vegeta comes to Earth six years later, Piccolo's strength should not be weaker than that of the Namekian Neru.

I just don’t know if Vegeta will come to Earth six years later. If so, I don’t know how he will feel when he sees such a powerful Namekian.

……

On the stage, the match between Klin and Piccolo has already started. First, there was a lot of cynicism, and then Piccolo attacked Klin decisively. With a wave of his arm, a violent gust of wind suddenly swept across the audience, and Klin was overturned immediately. In mid-air, he stepped forward quickly, jumped up, and Piccolo smashed down from a high altitude with both fists in his arms.

boom!
A hard iron fist hit Klin's body.

Within one ten-thousandth of a second, Klin mobilized the breath in his body, put his hands in front of the hit chest, and there was a loud bang that shook the eardrums, and a huge three-meter-square giant was suddenly bombarded on the flat and spacious competition arena. A gust of wind swept through the hole, and the smoke and gravel spread out.

call out!
Kelin sprang up from the hole, gathered his hands around his waist to gather Qigong waves, and aimed at Piccolo.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

With a cry, a blue energy wave was pushed out, attacking Piccolo.Seeing the opponent's qigong wave coming towards him, Piccolo sneered indifferently, swiped his arm, and bent the approaching qigong wave.

The qigong wave containing huge energy flew straight out and hit a deserted island in the sea outside the southeast small island. Suddenly, it was like a brilliant sun rising on the horizon. When it hit, the sky suddenly became brighter, and the terrible mushroom cloud broke through the sky, giving people a shock of the end of the world.

The organizer's camera quickly turned around to clearly record this scene.

"This is a nuclear bomb!"

"The qigong wave of the Martial Daoist is so terrifying, if it falls on our heads, we will suffer."

"Contestant Klin is worthy of being the disciple of the God of Martial Arts, he is really too strong."

The audience was excited, and at the same time they felt timid and had goosebumps all over their bodies. Human beings like things or rumors that can scare them half to death. This kind of strong emotion secreted by adrenaline stimulates their nerves, commonly known as like to die!

"Clin, come on!"

"Demon II, defeat your opponent!"

Someone in the auditorium shouted loudly. They enjoyed the visual experience brought by the fierce battle, and they didn't care who would win in the end.

"Boy, this level of strength is far behind. If it weren't for the rules of the game that don't allow you to kill your opponent, you would be dead now."

"Hey, you can try it!"

"Humph!"

Piccolo's face became cold, and his eyes burst out with murderous intent. Just when he was about to hit Klin hard, he saw Klin raise his hands and place his fingers apart in front of his forehead.

"What is he doing here?" Piccolo looked suspiciously.

At this time, Kelin roared: "Sun Fist!!"

It was as if a second sun had appeared in the sky, and the dazzling light blinded everyone present for a moment. At this moment, a shout came from a distance.

"Qi Yuan Slash!!"

shhhhh!

A piece of sharp disc-shaped energy roared in, and the air was cut through in an instant. Piccolo couldn't see what Klin had used, but with his instinct as a warrior, he instinctively felt a sense of crisis.

"His!"

Like the sound of cloth being cut, one of Piccolo's arms was cut by Qi Yuan, and blood spurted out immediately.

Piccolo's face suddenly changed, and his green face became gloomy. He knew that he underestimated the enemy. Although the earthling in front of him had only less than [-] fighting power, he had endless attack methods. If he was not careful, he might capsize in the gutter.

"Damn!"

Cursing in his heart, Piccolo learned his lesson, and simply closed his eyes, all his willpower focused on Klin's body, and breaths spread out, catching Klin's movements.

At this time, the advantage that Kelin had just gained suddenly disappeared.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"...

Kelin and Piccolo kept fighting, and their bodies moved rapidly. With the sound of "crackling" fighting, the playing field became a mess, and the fine stones kept splashing, hitting the wall of Budao Temple, shooting a It's a dark hole, but because Kling's basic combat power is not as good as that of Piccolo, even if he uses the same skills as flowers, it is still difficult to make up for the gap in strength.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Qi Yuan Slash!"

With roars, Klin squandered the energy in his body with all his strength, but Piccolo sneered, and surging air waves kept rising from the surface of his body. As soon as all Klin's attacks touched his side, they were covered by thick The air wall blocks it.

"Magic Light!"

Stretching out his fingers, energy rays like electric waves radiated out. Klin's expression froze, and his breathing became short of breath. He knew that he couldn't be Piccolo's opponent in a direct confrontation, so he gritted his teeth and quickly dodged.

"Hmph, little tricks, once I get serious, how can you be my opponent." Piccolo sneered, following Kelin's movements closely.

This is already a high-level battle. Ordinary martial arts masters can't capture their movements at all, and even the gods can only capture their afterimages.

Not to mention others.

Even looking at the big screen, I have no idea what's going on.

"Klin's strength has grown so much, but Piccolo is even more terrifying. This battle is too dangerous for Klin." The old god looked on in horror.

(End of this chapter)