Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 143 Piccolo's Ending
The fried noodles are numb, and I can't fight, I can't run, and the trick I prepared has failed, so I'm done.

"Oh?" Piccolo looked at the two sweaty faces, "What's wrong? What's your trick?"

"It seems that you are indeed completely exhausted!" Piccolo was in a good mood.

One big jump, and Piccolo was ready to give these two guys the final blow.

"Zhajiangmian—Superman mode!" Zhajiangmian shouted.

"What?" Piccolo was taken aback. Didn't this guy have no energy? "No, I have to be on the safe side!"

Immediately, Piccolo stopped in mid-air again, looking suspiciously at the Jajangmian.

Following the words of Zajiangmian, I saw a golden flash on his body, "Pfft!" Then there was no more movement.

"..." Piccolo was convinced, and asked with a straight face: "What's the use of you?"

"If you can delay it for a while, it will be a while!" Zajiangmian laughed at himself, "I miss you, a villain, and it is my great merit to be able to delay for a second!"

"Bah! Sharp teeth! Just say it, I will definitely let you have nothing to say today!" Piccolo smashed the two rice cookers with two finger guns, and then released the two demons inside.

"Dagu, you go and give me a good lesson on that bald head, as for this..." The big devil narrowed his eyes, "I'll do it myself!"

"Ha!" Piccolo came to the side of Jajangmian in an instant, but the exhausted Jajangmian could only barely defend.

"Boom!" The fried noodles were blown away.

Piccolo is still not enough to relieve his anger. This guy just played Ola for a long time. How can he go back if he is not polite?

"Ha!" Piccolo caught up with Zajiangmian again from mid-air.

"Superman mode!" Zajiangmian tried his best to use up his last bit of anger.

"Woo big wood big wood big wood big!" Then Piccolo's attack came like a storm.

"Pfft!" The superman mode was broken up directly, and the noodles with fried sauce fell to the ground. Now it was really exhausted, but he still struggled to stand up.

Piccolo lightly touched it with his fingers, and the noodles collapsed and fell to the ground.

"Hmph! You're nothing more than that!" Piccolo stood beside Zajiangmian with confidence, and now he was really sure that this guy would not resist at all.

He flew high and decided to give this guy named Jajiangmian a decent end, but he saw this guy stand up unsteadily.

"...Why?" Piccolo landed on the ground, hooked it with the tip of his toe, and the Jajiangmian fell to the ground again.

"Hey, monster..." Zajiangmian struggled and said, "You can only kill me, but you can't defeat me!"

"Oh?" The Piccolo King's joy of defeating a powerful enemy disappeared instantly when he heard these words, "What did you say?"

"Hehehehehahaha! Piccolo the Great Demon King!" Zajiangmian stood up with difficulty while supporting Piccolo's leg, "Perhaps one day, human beings will become cowardly and cowardly, abandoning friends and cutting off friendship, but that day is definitely not today; Perhaps one day, your minions will capture the city and the human race will become extinct, but that day will definitely not be today, hahahahaha!"

"Are you really in such a hurry to seek death?" Piccolo's face was almost so dark that the lines could not be seen clearly.

"Hey, no, actually my reinforcements have arrived!" Zajiangmian fell down again as soon as his body softened.

"What?" Piccolo looked around, and in a flash of lightning, Wukong had already kicked Dagu's face.

"Who are you?" Piccolo finally saw the face of the visitor, "Impossible, you should have been killed by me!"

"Piccolo, I crawled out of hell to look for you again!" Wukong replied as he pulled Tianjin Fan up.

"Are you kidding?" Piccolo also felt that enough was enough, it was really bad luck, and there were people against him everywhere.

Thinking of this, Piccolo was angry from his heart, and the evil grew to his gallbladder, and then he rose up and rushed towards Wukong.

"So what if you're resurrected? So what can you do? It would be good to kill you again!" Piccolo launched a violent attack with hands and feet.

As a result, Wukong hid and blocked, and none of the attacks could really fall on Wukong.

"Ah... this guy... what the hell did he do, why is he so powerful all of a sudden?" Tianjin Fan's jaw almost dislocated.

"Tch, Wukong, kill him, this time it's me who lost, next time, I will definitely beat you!" Zhajiangmian roared happily, how happy he was for Wukong at this moment.

"Ah..." Piccolo's head was about to explode, "What the hell is this?"

Piccolo wanted to use the powerful qigong move, but was easily forced back to an empty place by Wukong.

"Ah! The situation has undergone a major change again. The Piccolo Demon King seems to be linked by another young martial artist who rushed over, and this time, they seem to be full of confidence!" The former king said excitedly. The news was televised to audiences all over the world.

Xidu, which started to riot after the defeat of Jajangmyeon, became quiet again, "Did we have so many excellent martial arts masters?"

"So that's the case, so someone has been carrying the burden for us all the time?"

"Come on, boys, come on, martial artist!"

"Come on, Monkey King!" Tianjin Fan's voice came from the edge of the battlefield.

"It's so noisy!" Piccolo was incapable and furious. He couldn't believe it before, but now, he had to admit that finally, the top human martial arts master had surpassed him.

"Magic Light Cannon!"

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Boom!!" After a burst of smoke, no one was injured except for a big hole on the ground, but then he was quickly penetrated by Wukong using the smoke as a cover.

"Ah!" Piccolo ate a wave of Euler viciously.

"Enough! Overload mode! Ha!" Piccolo's aura surged again, using his strongest form of burning life.

"It's useless!" Jajangmian, who has the ability to sense breath, shook his head. He could feel that although Piccolo's breath hadn't dropped much compared to when he was fighting him, and was still powerful, it was worse than Wukong's breath a lot.

"Oh!" Sure enough, the pretending Piccolo Demon King was punched in the abdomen by Wukong, and he swallowed back the cruel words before he could say anything.

"How is it possible, I am the Piccolo Demon King! The strongest Piccolo Demon King in the world!" Piccolo couldn't accept it.

"Hahaha, haven't you seen the form? Piccolo, your era has ended long ago, as early as 300 years ago. The new era belongs to us!" Speak up.

"Bastard! Bastard! How is it possible!" Piccolo became more and more irritable.

"Magic eye light!" Piccolo stared, and two red rays shot out from the eyes and went straight to Tianjin Fan.

"What? Don't even think about it!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wukong quickly stood between Piccolo and Tianjin Fan.

"Hey hey hey! You've been fooled! Look who this is?" Piccolo grabbed Jajiangmian's head and lifted him up...

(End of this chapter)