Dragon Ball: The Irregular Martial Arts Master

"Huh? Humans can actually fly? Damn it, after so many years, humans are still making progress. It seems that the plan has to be advanced..."

The Piccolo Demon King, who was flying at high speed, slowly stopped and looked at the two teenagers in front of him, a trace of disgust flashing in his old eyes.

Piccolo the Great Demon King hates humans as much as humans hate mosquitoes and flies.

However, unlike the Piccolo Demon King, Sun Wukong and Krillin who were riding the somersault cloud looked strange.

"Oh? God, why are you here? Didn't you let us pass?"

Sun Wukong looked at the green weirdo in front of him with a strange expression, which was only slightly different from what he remembered.

"Wukong, be careful. I always feel that this guy is a little different from a god. Maybe... it's another person."

Klin tugged on Sun Wukong's clothes, with a little nervousness in his voice.

"This kid is quite smart! He actually confused me with that old god... It seems like your eyes have no need to exist anymore!"

Piccolo the Great Demon King chuckled, and two purple rays of light suddenly burst out from his eyes.

At this moment, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, and the somersault cloud under him accelerated rapidly, flashing past the purple light emitted by Piccolo Demon King.

This luminous line was no joke, it was launched with the purpose of killing him.

"You are not a god, you are a bad guy... suffer death!"

Sun Wukong's voice already contained a little coldness. After being baptized by so many events, he was no longer the young boy he was before.

He also has his own judgment on the malice in this world.

"Haha... My name is Piccolo, the Great Demon King Piccolo! That old guy from Kami just has the same face as me... Besides, go to hell! You annoying brat!"

The Piccolo Demon King roared, his figure flashed, and then he rushed towards Sun Wukong at an extremely fast speed.

Although Somersault Cloud is very fast, his reaction speed is far inferior to Piccolo's speed.

When the Demon King Piccolo flew towards him, the somersault cloud reluctantly flew to one side.

"brush!"

The Demon King Piccolo's hand knife grazed the somersault cloud and directly chopped into a small piece of the somersault cloud.

"Wukong! Get down quickly! Fighting in the sky is not good for us!"

As someone who has received the official seal of approval from the Somersault Cloud: He cannot ride on the Somersault Cloud if he is not pure at heart.

So...he who could only humbly hug Sun Wukong behind him was now panicking.

"call out!"

Sun Wukong patted the somersault cloud hard and said nothing, but the somersault cloud already understood what Sun Wukong meant and flew towards the earth.

"Good boy, did you run away knowing that air combat was disadvantageous? But... do you think I will do what you want?"

Piccolo the Great Demon King chuckled, put his hands on his chest, and a flashing yellow light bullet shot out from his hands.

"boom!"

The yellow light bullet and its terrifying speed attacked Sun Wukong and Klin.

Piccolo Demon King didn't seem to think that this thing could kill these two teenagers.

"Krillin!"

"it is good!"

The two people looked at each other, and then assumed a very standard spray posture of Turtle Style Qigong.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Turtle School Qigong!"

Two dazzling blue light waves shot out from his palm.

The turtle style Qigong instantly shattered the attack of Piccolo Demon King, and then through the reaction force of the turtle style Qigong, the two fell to the ground instantly at an extremely fast speed.

"clatter!"

After the two landed, they rolled together and left their original positions.

The somersault cloud escaped in the other direction at an extremely fast speed.

"boom!"

A green light bomb instantly exploded where the two of them were.

"Although you brats are quite interesting, it's a pity that you will never be qualified to be my subordinates, the Great Demon King Piccolo... Then, just die obediently!"

The voice of Piccolo the Great Demon King goes from far to near.

Before Klin and Sun Wukong could reply, a strong wave of energy swept over them instantly.

"That guy's strategy at this time! Klin! Don't get too far away from me!"

Sun Wukong grasped the earth tightly with both hands, and immediately understood the thoughts of Piccolo Demon King.

However, just as Sun Wukong finished speaking, he suddenly looked up and saw the Piccolo Demon King above him suddenly waving his arms towards the two of them.

"boom!"

In an instant, a terrifying explosion almost exploded in front of the two of them.

The two people were blown away almost at the same time, and there were varying degrees of burn marks on their bodies.

"Hmph... trash!"

Piccolo the Great Demon King chuckled, and then rubbed his arms that were unable to support him due to his old age.

"If it had been a hundred years earlier, I would never have had such a hard time dealing with these wastes."

As he spoke, Piccolo's eyes still shone with nostalgia for his young body.

But it's obvious that he can only miss it.

Looking at the two Krillin and Sun Wukong who were lying on the ground and struggling in pain, the corner of Piccolo's mouth suddenly raised an evil smile.

A dazzling light also flashed on the palm of his left hand.

"If I give you another ten years, you might be able to hurt me, but you are still too young now! Go to hell!"

Piccolo Demon King sneered and threw the light in his hand towards the two of them.

But at this moment, Piccolo Demon King suddenly felt as if his body was stuck in a quagmire. Even the simplest movements in the past seemed so jerky.

"Superpowers? Human tricks or...that damn old bastard?"

This thought just flashed through Piccolo's mind, and a young man's roar appeared in his ears.

"Dongdongbo!"

A dazzling beam of light flew from a distance.

Piccolo the Great Demon King frowned slightly, and the light in his palm suddenly disappeared, replaced by a thick wave of energy all over his body.

In an instant, the restriction that restricted his body movements disappeared, and instead, the Demon King Piccolo smashed the attacking Dongdongbo with a slap.

"What little guy dares to sneak attack me!"

Piccolo's big devil's tone was full of anger. It was obvious that being hit by such an attack was not a glorious thing for him, a proud big devil.

"Hmph! As a legendary strong man, Asura, you are indeed very strong! Even Dumpling's super power cannot trap you."

The youth's voice sounded.

Not far away, Tianjin Fan, one of the few disciples of the Kakusenryu, walked out with an indifferent expression and stared at the Great Demon King Piccolo.

And behind him is a pale dwarf - Dumpling!