Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 174 Invitation to Battle

The two friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time got together again but didn't say much, just exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then said goodbye to the old couple.

Southern ancient rainforests of Earth's supercontinent.

Piccolo looked at Jajangmyeon who had grown up a lot and said, "I haven't seen you for two years, Jajangmyeon, you really have changed a lot!"

"Well, Piccolo, you have changed even more. It's really unimaginable that you are still only a three-year-old child!" Zajiangmian said with a smile.

Piccolo: "..." We are still friends if you don't mention this, what do you mean we are only three years old!I, the Great Demon King, count the inherited memories, but I can't hold back even at three hundred years old!
"It's useless to say less! I just want to know my opinion. After these two years of experience in the devil world, how strong will you become?"

Zhajiangmian was happy, and I said in my heart that I have worked hard for the past two years, you can't imagine how good it is, and if you don't let you eat a catty, you don't understand what is called leap, "Ha! It's so powerful that you can't imagine, so powerful Easily beat that old Piccolo up there!"

"The one above is not me, Piccolo! He is just the half body of Piccolo, and I am an existence beyond Piccolo!" Piccolo said arrogantly, with very strong self-confidence.

Zajiangmian felt this confidence and was very high-spirited, but he felt that it was necessary to let this guy have a taste of what is called social beating, "Whether you surpass the Piccolo Demon King or not, you will definitely not be able to surpass me!"

"Roar? You? Piccolo's defeated opponent!" Piccolo also knew the dark history of Jajiangmian very well.

"Hey! Don't leave any pot unopened, can you carry which pot? Three-year-old!" Zhajiangmian confronted each other.

"Hey, you are defeated, who are you talking about?" Piccolo was annoyed.

"I'll say whoever says me, you little brother!" Zajiangmian still couldn't stop talking.

"You..." Piccolo, who was not good at words, immediately turned off his fire. For three years, he hadn't said a few serious words, let alone quarreled, and he simply gave up his plan to win in terms of words.

"Then give me a punch!" Piccolo flitted across the canopy and punched him.

"I hide!" Zhajiangmian yelled strangely, dodging easily.

"Punch me again!" Piccolo followed closely, another punch.

Zhajiangmian escaped easily again.

"Damn it!" Piccolo wouldn't just be so discouraged, "Eat me and beat me!"

The bullet screen made up of fists was as dense as a wall, but the movement of Zajiangmian was as elegant as a piece of paper, and he couldn't grasp it at all.

"It's unreasonable! Don't hide if you have the ability!" Piccolo's fist came out even faster.

"Huh? Well then, I really won't hide!" Zajiangmian stopped.

"This time is the decision you regret most today!" Piccolo laughed wildly and pointed his fist at the noodles.

And Zajiangmian also calmly raised his fist, "You're not the only one who can punch, Piccolo, give me all the punches!"

The fists of the two people collided like precision strikes, and the air waves formed caused the tree crowns under their feet to sway indiscriminately.

"Ah? Why is it thundering on a sunny day?" The old woman in the distance heard the sound of the pair of punches...

"Damn it!" Piccolo gritted his teeth. Under such circumstances, punching is much more difficult than punching. After all, the technology of missile interception is more than one star and a half higher than the technology of launching missiles. Unfortunately, he That's the one that got blocked.

"Stop joking!" Piccolo stared at his eyes, and two magic lights shot out from his pupils.

"Damn it! I can't learn this trick!" Zhajiangmian was helpless, this was his racial talent, but he wasn't afraid of it, so he mobilized a puff of breath and sprayed it out of his mouth, "Pfft!"

"Boom!" The explosion exploded between their faces, and they turned their heads to avoid each other.

"Tch, there is such a weird trick." Piccolo twitched his lips.

Zhajiangmian: "Do you still have the face to criticize others?"

The second round begins immediately.

As soon as they fought, both of them used qigong moves.

"Air Combined Cannon!"

"Qigong Bomb!"

With a sound of "Boom!", the ground shook, and the rainforest under our feet seemed to have been hit by a meteorite, and large areas of trees and land were bulldozed.

"Hmph! It seems that you really didn't stop to exercise!" Bi Kefei dropped his coat in mid-air.

"Boom!" The coat fell on the ground and made a big hole.

"You deserve my best!"

"Hey! How do you know I've tried my best?" Zajiangmian asked with a smile.

"Try it and you'll know, ha!" Piccolo released his two hands again.

"Tsk! You really don't care for the environment of the earth!" The voice of Zhajiangmian came from behind Piccolo.

"What?" Piccolo was stunned. It turned out to be just an afterimage over there, "How could he hide it from me? What is his strength?"

Turning his head, he saw the fried noodles floating in the air, and a small ball of light was floating on his shoulder.

"That's it!" Piccolo was shocked. If his perception was correct, it was a mass of qi, pure qi, qi compressed to a terrifying level, and how frightening is Jajiangmian with this kind of qi? .

"Yo! See it?" Zajiangmian no longer concealed it, and stood there openly.

"..." Piccolo was stunned. I knew that he would also go to the Demon Realm to practice. What is it that can make people so powerful? For a moment, he had the illusion that he had been eliminated by the times before he appeared on the stage. , Bitterness filled my heart: "Zhajiangmian, how powerful are you? Show your strongest posture in front of me!"

"Okay!" Zhajiangmian smiled, I'm familiar with such things as pretending, "Look! Zhajiangmian—Superman mode!"

The golden aura sprayed out from Jajangmyeon's body like a substance, instantly looking like a super-earthling.

"Ah..." Piccolo was stunned for a moment.

"It's not over yet, this one is developed on the basis of this, Jajangmian - Companion Star Mode!" The blue companion star suddenly flashed, and flew from his shoulder to Jajangmian's waist, slowly orbiting him like a planet Rotating, the pure Qi is transmitted from the companion star to the body of the Jajangmyeon along the spiritual bond, and the momentum soars again.

"Are you... a monster?" Piccolo was dumbfounded.

"Ha! You guy, don't call others monsters, okay?" Jajangmian teased, touched his own burst mode, the companion star dimmed again, and flew back to Jajangmian's shoulder.

"Well, like this, I plan to make two, one on each side, plus the top of the head, isn't it cool to think about it?" Zhajiangmian was a little happy, but today I pretended to be a big one, and I will come back after a while Frighten Wukong and the others, and life will be complete.

"Hmph!" Piccolo angrily used his magic power to change his clothes again, and said sullenly, "I don't comment on this!"

(End of this chapter)