Dragon Ball Rebirth

Chapter 12 Fight against Piccolo again!
"Wukong! Get rid of this guy! He actually killed my parents! And Guixianren and the others..." Bulma angrily followed Piccolo and ran out.

When passing by Piccolo, he was slapped by Piccolo and flew back backwards, and was caught by Danbalin who just walked out the door.

Only then did Wukong and Tianjin Fan see Yamcha who lost both arms.

Yamcha was carried by someone with one hand, and the feet off the ground were also twisted strangely, apparently forcibly twisted off.

Seeing the tragic situation of this companion he had met at the beginning, Wukong exploded with anger, and punched Piccolo with a ferocious punch. This punch used all his strength, roaring like an angry giant ape, tearing the air to pieces. Cracked in all directions like torn rags.At this moment, there is no need to care about Wuxin, Wukong just wants to thrust his fist into Piccolo's chest brutally.

The earth-shattering punch didn't touch Piccolo at all.A long green arm pierced obliquely from bottom to top, and the clenched fist was like a steel hammer, smashing Wukong into the air with one blow.Immediately afterwards, a ray of light from the left hand flashed, and the power of the magic flash far surpassed that of the past, erupting in a fan shape, directly submerging Wukong in midair.

"Huh!" Only then did Piccolo have a chance to make a sound: "I was going to find you, but you came out by yourself. I haven't seen you for two days, do you think you can deal with me, the big devil Piccolo?"

Wukong, whose clothes were all torn, fell beside Dambalin with a slap.

Dambalin saw Wukong's figure and wanted to jump back in horror.But he only saw the afterimage of Wukong's kick, and then his eyes were completely plunged into darkness.

Wukong kicked Danbalin's head and caught Bulma and Yamcha.He jumped to avoid the elbow of Piccolo, and jumped to the side of Tianjin Fan and Lan Qi.

"You feed them fairy beans first, and I'll deal with Piccolo!" Wukong regained his composure, although Piccolo dodged and counterattacked on impulse just now.But after calming down, he still entered the Wuxin state by relying on a year of practice in the spiritual time room.

"Bastard! You actually killed another child of mine!" Piccolo also became angry.

The two immediately fought together.

With Lan Qi on his back, Tianjin Fan grabbed Bulma with one hand and Yamcha with the other, avoiding the scope of the battle far away.Only then did Yamucha feed a fairy bean.As for Bulma, he didn't suffer any damage just now, so there is no need to take Xiandou.

"Yamcha, how are you?" When Bulma saw Yamcha's broken arms, tears of pain flowed from his eyes again.

"Oh my God, Yamucha, why did you get hurt like this? The blue-haired Lan Qi wore a Tianjin fan coat, took a look at Yamucha's miserable condition, and then looked away.

Although the fairy bean can restore the injury, it does not have much effect on the broken limb.Although Yamcha's wounds on both arms healed and covered the protruding broken bones, the lost forearm and palm did not recover.

Hearing Bulma's question at this time, Yamcha fell into silence, and didn't even dare to look at Bulma.Biting his lip hard to prevent it from making a sound, the violently fluctuating eyes also showed his inner unrest.

"What are you doing! I understand you! You don't have to feel guilty! Say something to me!" Bulma repeatedly tried to comfort her, but she didn't get any response.

"Can Wukong defeat Piccolo?" Yamcha asked hoarsely.

"Picco's combat power is only 260 when he regains his youth, and Wukong should have a combat power of more than 300 now. It shouldn't be a problem to defeat Piccolo." Tianjin Fan also sensed that something was wrong with Yamcha, and turned his eyes to look at Wukong in the battle And Piccolo, spoke his own judgment.I feel strange in my heart, Yamcha's character seems to be different from the manga I read, isn't it very optimistic?Is it because I lost my arms that I feel hopeless in life?Hey, it seems that just resurrection is not enough, Shenlong has to recover the injuries of people disabled by Piccolo.

"That's good. That's good. At least my efforts are not in vain." Laughing at himself, "I can only serve as a delay."

Feeling Yamcha avoiding her, Bulma choked up sadly.A girl immersed in love only ignores her boyfriend, and even ignores the death of her parents. After all, the dragon can be resurrected, right?But Yamcha is different, even when he quarreled with him the most, he never ignored him like this.

"You idiot! It's just that you don't have hands. At worst, I'll make you a pair of mechanical hands, or just make a wish to the dragon, wouldn't it be enough?" Bulma blushed and shouted at Yamcha.

Yamucha, who had been silent for a long time, was said to be the center of things, and then she responded to her: "Robot? Heh, what is the use of a robot to a martial artist? Can it be exercised and improved like your own body?"

Cough cough, no, you are totally wrong, the manipulator's robotic arm really has the ability to destroy the world.Tianjin Fan muttered something in his heart.

"As for the Dragon Ball? Do you know? Krillin also said that Wukong will definitely use the Dragon Ball to revive him. But when Piccolo asked us about the news about Mo Fengbo, he said that Shenlong had been killed by him! So There will be no more Dragon Balls! There will be no more Dragons! Teacher Wutian is dead, and Kelin is dead too! Only me, a piece of trash, is still alive! But what is the use of me being alive!?" Yamcha had a broken expression on his face , said in despair.

"Uh, actually, the Dragon Balls are made by the gods, so as long as the gods are willing, they can repair the dragon balls and revive the dragons." Tianjin Fan patted Yamucha on the back and said encouragingly: "So you don't have to do this Desperate. After Wukong kills Piccolo, let's ask the gods to resurrect Dragon Ball!"

"What? Are you really spiritual?" Yamcha's painful expression froze on his face, which seemed a little funny.

"I don't need to lie to you. It's useless to lie about this kind of thing. You will know when the time comes." Tianjin Fan didn't bother to explain.

"How is it possible? In just two days, how could your combat power have improved so much!?" Big Demon King Piccolo exclaimed.

The battle between the two exceeded the limits of ordinary people. In the eyes of Bulma and Lan Qi, there was no human figure at all, only the crackling sound of fists and feet colliding in their ears.

"Damn it, is the gap already so big? I can't even capture their movements." Yamcha recovered a little vitality, and then paid attention to the battle in the starting field.But even he couldn't see clearly at all, he could only vaguely see two wind-like objects, one yellow and one green, moving on the collapsed street.

"At this stage, it's almost impossible to catch their actions with your eyes. You should try to sense their breath." Tianjin Fan gave a kind reminder, although he knew that it was impossible for Yamucha to comprehend and vent his anger in such a short while. However, if he had the opportunity to witness this kind of high-end combat, it would still improve his understanding of qi.

Tianjin fans have always appreciated Yamu tea.As an ordinary person on earth, he was able to constantly surpass himself, but it was a pity that the enemies in the Dragon Ball world had reached a level beyond the reach of ordinary people, so Yamcha lost confidence and gave up the practice of martial arts.

But at least in the period of artificial humans, Yamcha is still a qualified earth warrior. Although every time he is cannon fodder at the beginning, leaving a back figure curled up on the ground, he can sacrifice his life every time to participate in the battle. That's commendable enough.So Tianjin Fan still hopes that he can cheer up.

"Hmph! I have gone through a year of hard training! You are no longer my opponent!" Wukong proudly announced the defeat of his opponent.He jumped on it again.

"Bastard! Do you think my skills stop here!" Piccolo was startled and angry. This little monkey has learned to sense Qi for some reason, and no matter how he creates false appearances, he can't deceive him. He can only use the full range Attacking can cause damage to it.

While Piccolo was accumulating strength in his body, he resisted Wukong's attack.

"Be careful, that guy is going to use that trick again!" Tianjin Fan was keenly aware of the opponent's intentions, and suffered a big loss last time, this time he will not be fooled again.

After finishing speaking, he quickly pulled Lan Qi and Bulma back to hide, and saw that Yamcha was still in place, and quickly reminded: "Don't be careless, Yamcha, that guy is going to use a trick!"

After Yamucha ate the fairy beans, although he didn't restore his hands, his physical strength was still completely restored.Hearing this, he didn't hesitate, and quickly followed Tianjin Fan to hide further away.

"How do you know Piccolo's thoughts?" Yamcha asked strangely.

"As I said just now, you can know the opponent's movement only by feeling the energy. And my three eyes also have a certain advantage. Even though it is far away, I can also see that the guy's body has swelled a little. It must be accumulating strength Prepare to make big moves." Tianjin Fan wrapped Lan Qi and Bulma with air, so as to avoid direct physical contact.It's just that this move is a test of Qi's control ability, even if he uses it, it will take a lot of energy, so he didn't use this ability when flying before.

"That's bad. Goku won't be a problem?" Bulma asked worriedly.

"Don't worry. That guy's body is very strong now. In addition, he needs to use Qi to protect himself. It shouldn't be a big problem." Tianjin Fan explained.

"Violent magic wave!!" Piccolo let out a snarl, and his whole body stretched out from the tight state of his limbs, and raised his hands high.A shock wave spread out in all directions centered on him, the tall buildings along the road were blown away, the hillside was flattened, and the clouds in the sky were also carried away by the strong air current.The young Piccolo clearly possessed far more strength than before.It didn't even feel like it took too much effort, and it completed the destructive power that needed to be exhausted before.

Tianjin Fan stretched forward with one hand, supporting an invisible Qi barrier in front of him. Since the distance was more than 200 meters, the violent magic wave had already lost half of its power when it reached this point, so it was easily blocked.

Bulma and Lan Qi looked at the terrifying scene like dozens of missiles exploding in the distance in surprise. They felt that they had never seen such a terrifying explosion in their life due to the terrifying power.I was even more worried, how could Wukong be safe and sound in the center of such an explosion?

"Don't worry. Although such an explosion is very powerful, but the power is completely dispersed, it is not enough to threaten Wukong!" Tianjin Fan is full of confidence in Wukong.Recalling the training in the spiritual time room, Wukong learned the defensive usage of qi after showing it a little bit, even if he used all his strength to use the Kameba qigong at that time, he could not hurt him at all.

"Is it so powerful already? The gap between me and him is getting bigger and bigger!" Yamucha said in disbelief.Looking at the field, there is indeed a figure standing stubbornly in place.

Wukong crossed his arms to protect his head, and his arms shimmered, which was the state of Qi gathering on the body surface.Although the clothes on his body were basically destroyed by the violent magic wave, only half a pair of torn pants remained, so he didn't run naked.A small piece of land in the shape of an inverted awl behind him was also completely preserved, and everything else was sunken by two meters out of thin air.

"How is it possible!?" Big Devil Piccolo was extremely surprised: "How could you survive this trick without any damage!?"

"Hey hey." Wukong smiled triumphantly: "Tianjin Fanke taught me amazing moves! And be serious, Piccolo, your moves are totally useless to me!"

"Then you can also take my move!" Wukong stretched his hands straight ahead.

"turtle!"

"Wave!"

"gas!"

"achievement!!"

Turtle waves with a diameter of more than one meter spewed out, even Wukong's own hair was blown wildly by the strong airflow.

A spherical air mass with a diameter of three meters was formed at the front end of the highly concentrated Kameba Qigong, accompanied by bright blue light, and flew straight towards the Great Demon King Piccolo floating in mid-air.

"Hmph! Stupid! Then do you think that such a simple move will be of any use to me, Big Devil Piccolo?" Big Devil Piccolo laughed contemptuously, leaving behind an afterimage. Flying technique is better than dancing air technique. The quicker moves quickly gave way to the attacking route of Guinan Qigongbo.

"Hey!" Wukong smiled slyly.The hands that maintained the qigong wave output vigorously shook.The route of Guibo Qigong wave changed instantly, and the three-meter-large Qigong group made a sharp ninety-degree turn when passing Piccolo.

"Boom!" Hit!
"Hahaha, you are the fool, do you think I will use the same tricks like you?" Wukong saw that Piccolo had caught the trick, and laughed: "Haha, you are stupid! My turtle wave Qigong waves can turn corners! Tianjin Fan is right, you demons are all brains, although you can skillfully perceive and conceal qi, you don’t even know that qi can be controlled outside the body!”

The thick smoke dissipated, revealing the bloody body of the Great Demon King Piccolo.Piccolo, who took this trick hard, didn't know how to use it defensively.Despite his strong body, he was seriously injured by Kameba Qigong Bo who faced Wukong with a combat power of more than 300.

"You guys are always like this, do you think that you can destroy the great demon king with these little tricks?" Piccolo retreated while floating.

"What? Want to run?" Wukong stopped smiling and looked angrily at Piccolo in mid-air.

"Run? Humph! What do you think of my great demon king?" Piccolo clenched his fists angrily and roared, "Doram, come here!"

A big green fat man flew over from the airship hiding in the sky.

"The face is the same as that guy with wings, is this also your subordinate?" Wukong looked at Dolam strangely: "The strength is not very good! Even if you fight together, you can't beat mine!"

"Hmph! You reptiles! Let me show you that the power of my demon race is endless!" Piccolo pressed his hand on the top of Doram's head, and a faint light burst out.

(ps: I wrote half of it yesterday, and I used my mobile phone to type the remaining half at work today. Let’s finish today’s update first! In the evening, the unit will have training and exams. I don’t know when it will be. So tomorrow I will make up the chapter of the day before yesterday Slightly. I wanted to apologize in the book review area. But I was banned. I am no one to be banned in my own book review area! And this is the second time!)

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