Dragon Ball: I bet my left arm on my future

Looking at the dragon in the sky still waiting for wishes, Son Gohan turned his head to look at Mr. Popo who was standing quietly under the tree and watching.

He said, "Mr. Bobo, I want to ask you a question."

Bobo was stunned for a moment and said, "Huh, what's the problem?"

Son Gohan's expression was serious.

He said, "I once heard a story that said that before the old god and Piccolo separated, he made a set of black star dragon balls. That set of dragon balls is now hidden deep in the temple. Mr. Bobo, is that true?"

Mr. Popo had a few question marks on his head, and then he shook his head like a rattle: "No, Gohan, where did you hear this legend? When the old god made the Dragon Balls for the first time, he had already separated from Piccolo. He had never made Dragon Balls before."

"I just heard it from a passerby by chance. Is it really just a story?" Son Gohan looked at Piccolo again with the same questioning expression.

"It has indeed never been produced." Piccolo also shook his head.

Now Piccolo has already merged with the Old God, so he must have obtained all of the Old God's memories.

Since he shook his head, it seems that the so-called Black Star Dragon Ball does not exist.

Good, good, steady.

Piccolo said: "Humans can make up all kinds of legends. This is normal and not surprising."

"Yeah, that's true." Son Gohan nodded.

The dragon in the sky said again: "Haven't you thought of a wish yet? I have two more wishes..."

Son Gohan looked up and asked, "Shenlong, can you give me the ability to predict the dangers of the future?"

"The ability to predict future dangers? Can you be more specific?" Shenlong asked.

"In other words, can I predict in advance dangerous things that are about to happen in the future, such as endangering the safety of the earth, endangering my life or the lives of my relatives and friends?"

Shenlong thought for two seconds, then said:

"It's a very dangerous thing to touch upon the issue of time."

"Well, I will do my best to expose you to some knowledge in this area."

"This is a bit like the prophetic power of the Great Elder of Namek, except that you can only foresee serious dangers, and the prediction period is only within a week. Is that okay?"

"No problem, that's already very good. Please fulfill my wish." Son Gohan said happily.

The dragon buzzed in response: "Okay, it's a piece of cake!"

Then, its eyes glowed red, and Son Gohan felt a mysterious power suddenly rising in his body.

This is prophetic power.

The power of prophecy that can foresee future dangers.

After each use, you can predict whether major dangerous events will occur in the next week.

It just consumes some mental energy.

But it's not a big problem. Using it once every few days will not have any impact.

"Okay, this wish has been fulfilled. Please tell me another wish..." Shenlong continued.

"Let's fulfill these two wishes for now." said Son Gohan.

"Okay, I understand. Bye then." The dragon's voice resounded through the sky, and his body quickly dissipated. Then seven dragon balls shot up into the sky and turned into seven streams of light flying in all directions.

As the dragon ball disappeared, the sky cleared up.

If you have only made two wishes to the Dragon Balls, you only need to wait for 8 months for them to regain their luster and can collect them to make wishes again.

Piccolo looked at Son Gohan and said, "Gohan, you are very thoughtful. You made a wish like that..."

Son Gohan laughed and said, "Haha, after all, our Earth has been plagued by disasters and every time we are put in a passive position. With the ability to predict danger, we can feel more at ease."

"Well, yes, but we never thought of making wishes like this before." Piccolo nodded.

Son Gohan didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked, "Uncle Piccolo, how is it? How does it feel after this potential is triggered?"

"Haha, I'm very satisfied. I just think it should be able to become even stronger. I don't know what the additional gift that Shenlong mentioned at the end means." Piccolo pinched his chin and thought.

But no matter how smart he was, he couldn't guess what the dragon was thinking.

This guy Shenlong is also keeping up with the times and playing with mystery.

Son Gohan laughed.

Piccolo doesn't know, but he knows.

The so-called additional gift of the dragon is actually a new transformation.

A brand new transformation.

It can make Piccolo's combat power have a qualitative leap.

"Isn't it easy to figure out what the gift is? Uncle Piccolo, follow me."

Son Gohan put his arm around Piccolo's shoulders and led him towards the Spirit Time Chamber.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course it's training." Son Gohan said with a smile.

He actually wanted to see Piccolo's new form as well.

How strong will it be?

Looking at Son Gohan, Piccolo said, "Gohan, you have become a training maniac now. You are more diligent in training than Goku. When you were young, everyone said that you didn't like to practice."

Son Gohan was silent for a moment and said, "Because a lot of things have happened, and there are a lot of people I want to protect..."

Thinking of that dark time when Gohan carried the last light of the world alone and bravely moved forward, Piccolo's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Yes, maybe Gohan doesn’t like training.

But he had no choice.

If he hadn't practiced hard, he couldn't imagine what the world would be like now.

At least he, Wukong and the others are still living in the underworld and cannot return to the human world.

And the earth is also covered with thick smoke.

While Piccolo was distracted, he had already been taken into the Spiritual Time Chamber by Son Gohan.

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Inside the Spirit Time House.

Son Gohan and Piccolo were fighting loudly.

But at this time, Piccolo was retreating repeatedly, looking like he was in a tough battle.

In fact, he was indeed in a tough battle.

Son Gohan's fighting power at this moment is still stronger than his even without any transformation.

"Uncle Piccolo, limit, where is your limit?"

"Where's your strength?"

Son Gohan punched Piccolo in the face, and Piccolo was hit hard, rolling twice and flying out.

Falling in an open space in the distance.

Piccolo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up again.

"Limit? Have I reached my limit? Is that all?" Piccolo looked at his hands and fell into self-doubt.

But Son Gohan didn't give him time to think, as a magic flash came towards him.

"No, this is not my limit..."

"Haaaaah!" Piccolo's eyes flashed and he shouted loudly. He suddenly stretched out his two hands to catch Son Gohan's energy wave, and the aura on his body began to surge.

"Squeak, puff, puff~"

Electric sparks swirled all over his body, and the aura around him began to become turbid, with the surging air waves almost seeming to materialize.

"Here it comes, this is the feeling of oppression." Son Gohan's eyes lit up and he increased the energy output in his hands.

Piccolo was forced to retreat again and again, but the energy in his body continued to grow stronger.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared.

A strange circular halo appeared behind Piccolo.

The halo burst into white light.

His body also began to swell.

Piccolo, who was already over two meters tall, became even taller and stronger, with bulging muscles all over his body, a true devilish muscle man.

The lines on his face became tougher, and he looked ferocious, with the two tentacles on top of his head standing up.

Not only that, his skin also changed its original color.

It changed from green to orange.

Orange Bic!

Super Namek?

"Hahaha, Uncle Piccolo, you have such a powerful aura!" Looking at Piccolo in front of him with his aura rising into the sky, Son Gohan couldn't help but laugh happily.

"Haaaa!" Piccolo pushed Magic Flash back.

Son Gohan leaped up and dodged, and the energy wave exploded behind him, creating a gust of wind.

Piccolo looked at the changes in himself in disbelief.

"Uncle Piccolo, did you feel it? This is probably the extra gift that Shenlong mentioned." Son Gohan said with a smile.

"Hmm, what a powerful force. Gohan, come and fight with me, hahaha." Piccolo laughed. He clenched his fists, and the orange-yellow air waves on his body covered the sky and it was so thick that his appearance was almost invisible.

"Haha, okay, I'll stay with you to the end." Son Gohan also laughed and instantly turned into a Super Saiyan 4.

He knew very well that Piccolo could no longer compete with him without transforming.

Orange Bic is something special!

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