Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 182 Finals
Piccolo VS Monkey King, is it the mysterious martial artist recognized by the former champion or the second son of the Wannian Monkey King?

At this time, people didn't pay much attention to the battle on the field, and most people paid more attention to the fried sauce noodle floating on the sidelines while watching the match.

"Hey, that person can really fly, and he's still floating there." Many people were looking at Jajiangmian, who was performing flying stunts.

Bulma was so angry that he crossed his arms and said angrily, "What, what is this called, showing off? What a bad character!"

Guixian rubbed his head, "Oh, forget it."

On the contrary, Zajiangmian was the person who paid the most attention to this battle, because these two people were too much for the audience, and he needed to stand aside to ensure that there would be no accidents. If he remembered correctly, he would not interfere Under the circumstances, this papaya island will be destroyed by the unstoppable battle between these two people.

"Hey, Wukong, Piccolo!" Zhajiangmian shouted from the sidelines.

"Huh?" Both of them looked at the fried noodles outside the venue.

Floating in mid-air on the sidelines, Zajiangmian said, "I don't think you two can decide the winner if you don't use all your strength..."

Both Piccolo and Wukong nodded. Although they were very confident, they also understood that their opponents were not parallel importers.

Zajiangmian continued: "Then you are a huge threat to everyone outside the arena. Your fighting power can no longer be restrained by a small arena."

Piccolo snorted coldly, and replied: "I care what they do, let them all go away, don't affect the duel between Monkey King and me!"

The audience became angry when they heard this kind of words, "Hey! Boy with a turban, what do you mean by that? Who do you look down on? Come down if you have the ability! Labor and management will beat you away with one hand!"

Can Piccolo bear this temper?Immediately, he was about to go there to fulfill his wish, and rubbed him on the ground with one hand, but Wukong stopped him.

"We are still competing, do you want to escape?"

"Tch!" Piccolo twitched the corners of his mouth, this group of people on earth who don't know how to live or die, except grandparents!
"Then what do you say, since you are so sure, there must be a solution to the problem! If not, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Floating over there, Zhajiangmian nodded to those two people: "Of course, that's why I said it. Mr. Referee, do you mind if I put in a protective mechanism?"

Referee: "..." I don't know why, but I always feel a little redundant.

"Ah~ Yes, as long as you don't interfere with the progress of the game and don't break the law, theoretically you can do whatever you want."

Hearing the referee's affirmative answer, Zajiangmian nodded, "Look, I got the authorization."

Piccolo clenched his fist and said, "Then hurry up, I can't bear the thrill of revenge!"

Zajiangmian shook his head, "Don't be so impulsive, it will be over soon, watch me, Niandongbo!"

Zhajiangmian pointed in the air, and the invisible force spread out from the Zhajiangmian as the center of the circle. Everyone present felt something passing by, and then the overwhelming Nianli returned along the guardrail of the entire arena as the boundary Formed a blue barrier visible to the naked eye.

"My telekinetic wave is invisible to the naked eye, but when it acts on an object, it will emit a slight blue light due to the change of its nature. This is my telekinetic barrier, and you can writhe in it!" Sauce Noodles floated in the air and introduced confidently.

Wukong was very curious looking at the blue light barrier that went straight to the sky, and said suspiciously: "Can this thing stop my full attack?"

"I'll give it a try! Kamepa Qigong!" Goku directly faced the sky where there were no audience and sent a wave of Qigong straight towards the barrier.

"Boom!" After a burst of smoke and dust, the barrier was unscathed.

Wukong patted his head happily, and said: "Ah! This kind of thing is really good, thank you, Zhajiangmian, you have really become so strong, I really want to fight you again after winning this game !"

Piccolo sneered when he heard such words: "Don't think too highly of yourself, you will definitely die under my hands today!"

The referee disagreed: "The second-generation magic player! Killing is prohibited in this competition! Otherwise, you will be removed!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Jajiangmian, and asked awkwardly, "That...Zhajiangmian—sir?"

Zhajiangmian: "Huh?"

"Your barrier protects everyone's safety, but what about me, I'm still outside the barrier. If it's really like what you said, doesn't it mean that I'm in danger standing here? You see, I should also be protected from time to time. What about me?"

Zajiangmian nodded, "Well, it makes sense, but you don't have to be afraid of this kind of thing as a referee and commentator, aren't you the kind who are already mentally prepared?"

Referee: "...hahahaha, you are joking." The cold sweat couldn't stop flowing down, what should I do, what should I do, what should I do?
Zajiangmian was happy seeing the referee's performance, and flew down, "Don't worry, you and I will protect you."

Zajiangmian patted the referee on the shoulder with his right hand, and then flew into the air with him. (The referee's microphone is wireless)

"Then, since the safety measures have been taken, let's start the competition quickly, both contestants!" The referee experienced the strange feeling of flying for a while, and then returned his attention to the field.

"Then the competition will begin!" Wukong asked Zhajiangmian.

Zhajiangmian replied helplessly: "Well, let's start!"

Referee: "..." Why do I feel that my professional dignity has been offended.

The match started, and the two of them had a general understanding of their opponent after testing each other's moves, so the release of power became more logical.

Soon the two of them reached the point where ordinary people couldn't even see it. They could only see the floor of the arena suddenly crack, or a big hole suddenly appeared somewhere.

"Hey—as a commentator, I can't see the two contestants at all. Well, Mr. Zajiangmian, can you see it?" The referee handed the microphone to Zajiangmian.

"Ahem, the two of them are currently moving in every area you can see. It is almost beyond the ability of the naked eye to capture, but if you stand 50 meters away, you can barely see their shadows. Look Have you seen those cracked stone slabs, that's what they left behind when they moved!" Zajiangmian slowly expressed his opinion in combination with the situation on the field.

"As expected of Mr. Jajangmian, you can still see their movements, but this can also fully demonstrate the strength of these two people. No wonder Mr. Zhajiangmian wants to make a shield for the ring!"

"Hmph! You'll know the reason for the shield in a while, and now they're going to stop!" Zajiangmian pointed to a place in the arena.

"Oh?" Everyone looked along.

There, two people suddenly appeared, grasping the opponent's wrists, wrestling with each other, the energy of energy was violently agitated in the bodies of the two people, and the surface of the body emitted light to varying degrees, and the cracks extended rapidly centering on the two.

"Ha!" Piccolo stared, and two beams of light burst out from his eyes.

Wukong didn't have any good defensive means, so he had to admit that he was cowardly, put away his strength and dodge away.

"Boom!" The ring suffered another disaster.

As soon as Wukong hit the ground, he immediately counterattacked, "Kamepa Qigong!"

The blue beam went straight for Piccolo.

Piccolo smiled coldly and easily dodged, the qigong wave hit the barrier, startling the audience outside the arena.

"It's useless!" Piccolo roared and his stature swelled up, and soon he became like a little giant.

"How about it, Monkey King, admit defeat, or you will be crushed by me!" Piccolo laughed wildly and raised his foot to step on Wukong fiercely.

Wukong was really kicked around like a monkey right now.

"Oh! Can the second-generation magic player become so huge? It seems that player Sun is in a huge crisis!" The referee explained, and then asked the noodles next to him, "What do you think, after all, you It's an expert!"

Zajiangmian shook his head and said, "No, it doesn't help much to be bigger, and there may even be a lot of inconvenience because the reminder is too big!"

"Hmph!" Piccolo ignored the explanation of Jajangmyeon, he only believed in his own judgment, so the pace of chasing Wukong became faster.

Sun Wukong sighed while avoiding Piccolo's attack: "Amazing! As expected of Zhajiangmian, I just don't know how powerful he has become now, what a pity!"

Without the story of the old fairy being sealed by Piccolo, Wukong has no restrictions, and he can use all his power without any scruples.

"Haha!" Goku dodged Piccolo's attack lightly, and jumped onto Piccolo's clothes like a flea.

Piccolo was shocked: "What? This is..."

He wanted to catch this guy, but his body was too huge, so he had no way to catch Wukong.

"Ah! Oh! Damn it, Monkey King, it's too much! Aww!"

After being hit hard a few times, Piccolo finally got a memory, and silently shrunk his body size back to normal.

Zhajiangmian outside the court pointed at Piccolo and said, "Look, he is obedient and has suffered a lot."

Piccolo didn't hear this sentence, and I, Piccolo, want to save face!
"Look at the trick! Qi and Cannon!"

Wukong confronted him with Kamepai Qigong.

"Air combined gun!" Piccolo increased his strength.

Wukong jumped up and dodged it, and the flying Qihe Cannon hit the Zhajiangmian in a straight line.

"Ah——ah!" the referee yelled in horror.

Zhajiangmian was helpless, and with a move of thought, he sealed his mouth.

The Qihe Cannon hit the Zhajiangmian directly, but no one was injured after a burst of smoke and dust.

"This guy—has a bit of a grudge."

The competition between Monkey King and Piccolo in the arena became more intense.

"Full power—Qi He Cannon!" Piccolo swung his hands vigorously, which was a move he had accumulated all his strength.

"Super - Kamehae Qigong!" Wukong was right, a huge explosion occurred from between the two of them, directly dividing the arena into two halves.

Piccolo remembered at this moment: "Speaking of it, I seem to remember that you lost to Jajiangmian last time because you couldn't fly—it seems that you haven't improved at all..."

Pi Ke Xiexie flew into the sky with a smile. The victory of Zajiangmian gave him inspiration. He couldn't destroy Monkey King in a short time, but he could eliminate the ring in such a long time!

"Ha!" After the huge qigong, the part belonging to the ring completely disappeared, leaving only a black hole.

Monkey King floated next to Piccolo using Wukong, "I'm sorry, it's just because I don't want to fly!"

"Hmph..." Piccolo laughed, "This is the best!"

The two began to fight at an extremely fast speed again, and the aftermath resounded throughout Papaya Island.

"Super-Kamehae Qigong!"

"Full Power—Air Combined Cannon!"

"Oh!"

Piccolo was blown straight down by the air wave, but he didn't get hurt at all.

"Ha!" Unexpectedly, Wukong's attack followed closely. He used his feet to spray out a qigong wave and directly hit Piccolo with the recoil force.

"Oh!" Piccolo fell straight down as if he had stopped.

"Damn—Monkey King!" He opened his eyes with all his might, but he was really dazed.

"Stop it!" Piccolo tried his best to agitate his remaining air and blow it downward.

"Boom!" The hard work paid off, and Piccolo paused in the air for a short time. It was at this moment that he regained some control over his body, and then he activated the air dance technique and took off again.

"Don't even think about it!" Goku followed closely, and a pair of big feet landed on Piccolo's face.

"Oh! Damn it!" Piccolo slammed down, this time Wukong didn't leave, and flew down against Piccolo.

"Boom!" Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and Piccolo fell to the ground, looking at Wukong with a gloomy face.

"Pick, I won!" Wukong landed next to Piccolo and stretched out a hand to him.

"Go away!" Piccolo patted Wukong's hand and stood up, "I lost this time, but don't think it's over, I will challenge again!"

"No, no, from now on you will be a full-time nanny..." Zajiangmian complained silently.

　Happy Lantern Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)