Dragon Ball Romance

Chapter 433 "45" "It's your turn to play, Gohan!"

The blond-haired Monkey King and the green-skinned Piccolo, with their fists and legs facing each other, pulled out thousands of collisions.

Any punch that falls on other people will result in either death or injury.

Piccolo found an opening and swung his fist suddenly.

Monkey King retreated to avoid it, mmmm turned several somersaults, and fell to the edge of the ring.

At the same time, Piccolo shattered the ring with a "slap" and crashed into Monkey King.

Sun Wukong directly stretched out his palm and gave a light drink, Piccolo's head slammed into his palm, causing his feet to plow out a deep hole in the ring and move directly out of the ring.

Ordinary spectators took a deep breath, only to find that the game was not over yet. Sun Wukong held the head of Piccolo, who was rushing across, and stood in the air at the level of the arena. The back ten centimeters was about to touch the fence of the audience area.

Vegeta looked at the back of a Super Saiyan so closely, looking up, was the fluttering blond hair...

Piccolo twisted around, grabbed Sun Wukong's arm, spun around a few times, yelled wildly, and threw Sun Wukong into the sky——

boom!He was furious all over, chasing after the sky.

At the same time, Piccolo put his two fingers together in front of his forehead, sizzling, and the condensed electric light-like air condensed on his fingertips. After gaining momentum for a while, he bombarded Monkey King who was steady at high altitude!

Chi-

The qigong bombs like twisted strings tore through the air, and quickly attacked the Super Saiyan, but the latter did not change his face, gathering energy and palms, and at the moment Piccolo's qigong bombs were about to hit his chest, he backhanded it Pull away!

Crack, the twist energy bomb was sent flying, and collapsed after flying halfway.

Whoosh - Piccolo took advantage of this gap to appear behind Monkey King, and hit Monkey King's back with a flying knee.

Sun Wukong let out a cry of pain, took advantage of the situation and flew forward for half a circle, snapped, speeded up and circled to the top of Piccolo's head, and swung a roundabout kick in return.

Piccolo's head was severely injured, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he fell down as if he lost his strength.

After falling more than ten meters, he quickly adjusted back to his state, and suddenly looked up into the sky, but Monkey King was nowhere to be seen.

He hurriedly searched for breath, widened his eyes, and suddenly punched the air.

boom!Sun Wukong appeared out of thin air and confronted him.

The aftermath of the impact of the fist seemed to shake the sky.

Ordinary spectators on the ground looked up blankly, feeling that the ground under their feet was also shaking; some took out their binoculars like a mustache referee, and some directly pointed at the two people in the sky with the magnification of their mobile phone cameras... They watched I don't know the details of the battle, but I can see the frequent energy dispersion in the blue sky like a fireworks display. It looks so beautiful from such a distance.

The two fought fiercely in the sky, colliding for thousands of rounds in a short period of time.

Piccolo's breath fluctuated a little, as if he felt powerless and was about to fall.

However, Sun Wukong's spirit was always bursting with pride, and he seemed to be getting more courageous as he fought, and his whole person was excited.

"Who wins and who loses, it's time to decide."

On the ground, behind the wall next to the Wuzi Memorial Archway, Wang Chao raised his head to watch the battle, thinking so in his heart.

Qiqi and the little bald head can only be at a loss. This level of fighting is beyond their imagination, and their brains are about to shut down.

And sure enough, as Wang Chao expected, when the golden figure in the sky and the white figure collided again, Piccolo's big hand in the white energy flame grabbed Monkey King's head, roared, and smashed it to the ground——

Phew, Sun Wukong hit the ring after [-] seconds, creating a huge deep hole.

When he raised his head, he suddenly saw that at a height of tens of meters, Piccolo had already put his palms on the top of his head, and the majestic aura almost became real, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Hey! Head here!" Sun Wukong yelled, rushed to the sky, and pulled in another direction, and at this time Piccolo also aimed at him, pouring out this full blow!

Piccolo's attack pierced the sky, turning the sky pale.

The qigong bomb that was enough to sink a planet drowned the golden figure that flew up into the sky in an instant...

Under the gigantic explosion in the sky, the whole world seemed to lose its sound.

After a long time, shoo-piccolo landed on the broken ring, panting violently, and at the same time raised his head to look at the mid-air, where the smoke and dust were slowly dissipating.

The host with blond hair and moustache, as well as other passers-by audience, have long been stunned and lost their ability to think. They are more Satan than Satan.

Raditz and the others, like Piccolo, turned their gazes to the sky.

When all the dust and smoke that obscured the view cleared...

Although Sun Wukong, who was in tattered clothes, was wounded, he was obviously fine. He was just panting slightly, and calmly lowered his head to look at Piccolo, who was panting heavily on the ring.

"Huh, I was really shocked." Monkey King let out a long breath, "If the attack just hit the ground, it would be terrible."

"..." Piccolo's panting sound gradually calmed down.

Just as Sun Wukong, who was in mid-air, was about to cheer up and continue the battle, Piccolo on the ring straightened his body, and said loudly and plainly to him: "I won't fight anymore, I admit defeat."

"Ah?" Sun Wukong stopped, showing surprise.

Raditz sneered, but nodded in agreement. To fight Kakarot, who has cultivated Super Saiyan to this level, admitting defeat is the best choice at this time.

"You are really powerful." Piccolo waited for Sun Wukong to fall into the ring, and said calmly, "I shouldn't be so arrogant, and only activate the potential release power at the last moment before the battle..."

"Ah," Sun Wukong put his fists on his waist and said with a smile, "If you can adapt to your current strength, you should be even stronger!"

Piccolo smiled "hum".

"Uh... that..." Seeing that the two seemed to have reached an agreement, the mustache referee carefully climbed onto the dilapidated arena, "Excuse me, did the Piccolo player really agree to surrender?"

"Yeah." Piccolo said concisely, and then with a thought, spells enveloped his whole body, a brand new white cloak and turban suit appeared on his body, and then his pupils lit up with a strange light, and the next second, he was distressed and worried about the damage of the ring The host with a mustache in the situation was startled, and the arena under his feet returned to its intact state in an instant!
Sun Wukong was also a little surprised, but he was relieved when he remembered the identity of the other party's previous generation of immortals.

"If there is a chance, let's have a good fight next time." He said to Piccolo with a smile, and was about to leave, but Piccolo waved to him.

Sun Wukong pointed at himself suspiciously, then walked over.

He is already considered tall, with a tall and straight figure of 1.8 meters, but he is still a head short in front of Piccolo who is just over two meters tall.

"Didn't this guy lose, what is he going to do?" Bulma said suspiciously, "Do you want to go back on your word?"

"How is it possible!" Taisi was speechless.

Piccolo returned to his indifferent face, stretched out his hand to press Monkey King's shoulder, a strange light appeared under his palm, and then spread to Monkey King's whole body.

Gine, Raditz, Vegeta, Krillin, Kiki, and Monkey King himself all had a "snap" flash of white lightning on their heads almost simultaneously, and they all showed expressions of varying degrees of surprise.

In Wang Chao's fiery eyes, when Piccolo's hand pressed Monkey King's shoulder, the barrier between the two worlds was pried open by his dragon talent spell, and the endless energy of the Dragon Realm broke through the realm, infused with Monkey King's spirit. Body... After a few breaths, when Piccolo's hand was removed, Sun Wukong's body and Qi were fully restored to the peak level.

　Thanks for the reward, bow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)