Super Seminary: Start by making up the three seafood generals!

The passionate words of Passerby A came from the sky and spread throughout the entire Super God Universe in an instant.

At this moment, regardless of race or form, all creatures in the super-divine universe stood up from the bottom of their hearts and supported Zhao Xin.

"Uncle Zhao Xin must win!"

On the streets of Juxia City, a little girl held above her father's head, clasped her hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted towards the sky with a serious face.

…………

"boom!!"

In the sky, the fierce battle continues.

On the huge fighting arena, Zhao Xin and Piccolo seemed to have turned into two lightning bolts, one blue-purple and the other dark green.

The two kept colliding and overlapping at such a fast speed that people could only see countless sparks in the void but could not see any human figures.

"I have a gun that can move mountains, overturn seas, and cut rivers!"

Suddenly, countless thunder and lightning roared in the air. Zhao Xin held a spear wrapped in thunder and lightning in his hand. The thick thunder and lightning in his hand seemed to connect the sky and the earth.

Standing on the fighting stage, Piccolo looked at Zhao Xin's appearance with a serious expression. He stretched out his hands forward, half bent his legs, and made a standard starting gesture of a fighter.

"boom!"

Almost as soon as Piccolo got into position, Zhao Xin transformed into a giant pillar that dropped from the sky, carrying the wrath of a storm, and landed in the center of the fighting arena where Piccolo was.

"Crackling~~"

Amid the endless roar of thunder and lightning, Piccolo's slightly excited voice came out.

"What's your name, native?"

In the smoke stirred up by lightning, a human-shaped black shadow slowly emerged. As the smoke dissipated, the figure of Piccolo with extensive burns all over his body appeared in the smoke.

At this moment, he was no longer as calm and evil as before, and his face was full of excitement and fighting spirit.

Zhao Xin looked at the changed Piccolo, a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes, he held the gun in both hands and half-bent one knee.

"Huaxia, Zhao Xin!"

"Zhao Xin... I recognize you. You are the only person who can make me excited since I came to this universe!"

There was a ferocious smile on Piccolo's face, and his aura was growing stronger and stronger.

Listening to his words, a hint of doubt flashed across Zhao Xin's face.

"There are only two. There is one more. Could it be the Sword Demon Atuo?"

"Sword Demon Atuo... He is indeed a good opponent, and I can remember his name, but he is still a little lacking in strength!" Piccolo shook his head, denying Zhao Xin's guess, but had no intention of answering.

After all, the battle with Kai'Sa can be regarded as Piccolo's dark history. It is impossible for Piccolo to tell everyone in a live broadcast to the whole universe that he was beaten by a woman with six wings and began to doubt his life.

"Next, I have to be serious. Don't die easily."

Piccolo put his two fingers together and placed them in front of the horizontal line of his eyebrows. His face became serious and an invisible green air wave burst out from him.

"boom!"

Piccolo threw the heavy martial arts uniform on his body, and it hit the golden fighting arena several miles away, creating a huge deep pit several hundred meters wide in the ground.

"boom!!"

Almost at the moment when the deep pit was formed, Piccolo stomped on the ground quickly and hard. Countless cracks extended from under his feet, and Piccolo's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"boom!!"

With just a quick move, Piccolo appeared behind Zhao Xin at a speed that he couldn't react to, and clenched his green fist to punch out in a cannon fist posture.

It drew a powerful arc in the air and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Zhao Xin's forehead.

Facing the impending attack, Zhao Xin's eyes widened and he tried his best to mobilize his body. Although he was best at speed, he just managed to dodge Piccolo's attack at the last second.

"So fast, so strong!"

Zhao Xin looked at Piccolo's fist in front of him, which was almost touching his forehead, and felt the energy emanating from it, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

When Zhao Xin dodged his attack, a hint of surprise flashed in Piccolo's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by excitement.

"That's it, it's fun."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

With a loud laugh, Piccolo did not retract his fist. Instead, he exerted force with his arm and stretched out his palm. Piccolo's original fist turned directly into a hand knife, which slashed towards Zhao Xin's neck with extremely sharp force.

"Whoosh!"

Feeling the sound of breaking wind on his neck, Zhao Xin's eyes narrowed. Just when he was about to fail to dodge, Zhao Xin's heart moved.

Countless purple lightning appeared at his neck, and finally at the last second before Piccolo's attack, Zhao Xin dodged the fatal blow by transforming into an element.

"interesting!"

Piccolo, who had dodged attacks one after another, was not angry, but instead increased the force of his attacks.

For a moment, Zhao Xin dodged frequently and was in danger.

"No, we can't go on like this. If we defend too long, we will lose. It's only a matter of time before something goes wrong."

The suppressed Zhao Xin began to think about ways to break the situation.

It was precisely because of this thought that Zhao Xin's originally airtight defense was temporarily suspended for a moment. Piccolo seized the opportunity, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes, he cut through the space, and wrapped in the turbulence of space glowing with colorful rays of light, he punched Zhao Xin's chest fiercely.

"boom!!"

Facing the incoming fist, Zhao Xin's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

It was too late to dodge.

"boom!!"

An extremely dull sound came from between the two people, followed by a violent explosion, accompanied by a huge air wave, which blasted a huge pit in the middle of the golden fighting arena with Piccolo and Xin Zhao as the boundary.

In the endless smoke, Zhao Xin's body turned into a straight line, breaking through the smoke in an instant, breaking through the ground of the golden fighting arena, and finally slowly stopped after crashing into several mountains.

However, even though Zhao Xin was knocked away, Piccolo did not stop attacking.

Piccolo raised his hands and fired green energy bullets into the hill.

"Boom!" "Bang!" "Bang!"... Endless explosions sounded on the fighting arena.

There was thick smoke and no other sound except the explosion.

In the commentary booth, Passerby A's arm holding the microphone began to shake.

Cannon fodder B on the side started to make sarcastic remarks at this time.

"Hahaha... Looks like you guessed wrong. The final winner seems to be Piccolo!"

"That's not necessarily true. No one can know the winner until the very end. That's the charm of competition!"

Facing the ridicule from Cannon Fodder B, Passerby A smoothed his bangs, with a wise look on his face.

As if in response to his words, a scarred figure, dragging a spear, walked out from the rockery shrouded in smoke.

"Some people will always walk out of suffering and move towards the future." Looking at Zhao Xin walking out, Passerby A sighed.

I don’t know what the commentators said at the moment. At this moment, Zhao Xin only had Piccolo in his eyes. He held the gun in one hand and chanted:

“Today we sacrifice our lives for justice, and let the flowers of freedom bloom all over the world.”

"This shot is called protection!"