Screencasting of All Worlds Starts from Dragon Ball

"But this is not enough, Piccolo, I haven't had enough yet," said Roth, looking at Piccolo in front of him.

Piccolo smiled and said, "Me too, I want to test my limits."

Piccolo looked at Roth in front of him and said.

Roth also smiled and nodded. Both of them were a little crazy. No matter whether it was Sun Wukong, Vegeta, Piccolo or Roth himself, they could be said to be battle maniacs, because in their hearts, as long as they didn't die, they would never be defeated. What they needed was eternal victory, not failure. So every time they attacked, they would use the most powerful force to attack the opponent, but they didn't feel tired, because for them, they hadn't fought so happily for a long time.

They really like this feeling.

"Bang!" Roth and Piccolo rushed to each other at the same time, and then their fists collided.

Rotor was knocked back a few steps, while Piccolo took a few steps back.

"Your strength is really strong. My fist feels like it was electrocuted and is numb," Piccolo said, shaking his numb right hand.

"what!"

Piccolo suddenly became furious, and a powerful momentum came over him. Piccolo rushed towards Roth again, waving his fists, driving the surrounding air flow, forming powerful whirlwinds, and rushed towards Roth.

A smile appeared on Roth's lips and he rushed forward.

"Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom..."

The two figures crossed each other, and their fists collided in the air, erupting with loud noises.

"Bang!" Piccolo's foot stepped on the sand and he flew backwards, and the same happened to Roth.

"Haha, what a pleasure!" Roth stood firm and laughed out loud, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He knew Piccolo's strength very well, and it was rare to be able to fight him so fiercely. This kind of hearty battle was exactly what he was looking for.

Piccolo also stood up slowly, with a faint smile on his face and a satisfied light in his eyes. "Indeed, I haven't fought like this for a long time." He said softly, with a tone that was both tired and satisfied.

The two looked at each other, and without further ado, a tacit understanding between them had already been established. They both knew that such a battle was not only a physical exercise, but also a test of will and faith.

"Come again!" Roth charged again, rushing towards Piccolo like lightning. Piccolo was not to be outdone, and quickly adjusted his state and rushed forward.

This time, their fight was even more intense, and every collision of fists seemed to shake the heavens and the earth. Rotor showed his terrifying strength as a top warrior, and Piccolo also showed his potential as a genius of the Namekian dragon clan.

The air around them seemed to be on fire, with heat waves rolling and sand and stones flying. The two figures kept shuttling back and forth on the battlefield, leaving a trail of afterimages. Each of their attacks was full of power and skill, making people dazzled.

As time went by, the two's physical strength gradually depleted, but their fighting spirit became higher and higher. They knew that such an opportunity was rare, and they had to go all out and leave no regrets.

Finally, after a fierce collision, the two stopped at the same time and stood there panting, with satisfied smiles on their faces and tired but determined light in their eyes.

"You are really strong, Piccolo." Rotor said breathlessly, his tone full of respect.

"You're not bad either, Roth," Piccolo responded, his eyes also flashing with admiration.

The two smiled at each other. No need to say more, the respect and friendship between them had been deeply engraved in their hearts. They knew that the next Tournament of Power would be even more difficult, but they had the confidence and determination to face all challenges. Because they were warriors, warriors who always pursued victory and glory.

"Then here comes my last move, Piccolo."

Roth said, his tone became unusually solemn, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Piccolo looked at Roth, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

"I'll also use my undeveloped moves."

Roth took a deep breath, and his muscles tensed, as if he was about to release an unprecedented force. His eyes revealed a kind of determination and firmness, and it was obvious that this move was his ultimate skill.

The blue divine aura of the Super Saiyan on his body was gathered into his body. He clasped his hands together and a golden light formed between his palms. A large amount of power condensed in Roth's palms.

Piccolo grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and his right hand was half-clenched into a fist, with golden-purple lightning continuously condensing.

Master Roshi, who was practicing the new Mafuha in the distance, felt the powerful strength of the two of them, stopped his practice, and prepared to see this powerful move.

Meanwhile, Roto's real body was far away in the air, beating up Son Gohan who was unable to exert his inner strength. The two men also stopped, "Uncle Piccolo is indeed worthy of his name. I didn't expect Uncle Piccolo to be so powerful."

On the other hand, Roth's clone and Piccolo were still concentrating their ultimate moves. In the tense atmosphere as Roth's clone and Piccolo were concentrating their ultimate moves, the air seemed to freeze, and even the wind stopped blowing. Around the two, golden light and golden-purple lightning intertwined, forming a shocking picture.

The golden light between the palms of Roth's clone became brighter and brighter, as if countless stars were twinkling in it, releasing energy that could destroy the world. His eyes were focused and determined, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into this attack.

On Piccolo's side, golden-purple lightning surged wildly around his clenched right fist, and every flash was accompanied by a thunderous sound, as if even the heaven and earth changed color. His face was solemn, but his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. It was obvious that he was also going all out to prepare for this final showdown.

"Come on, Piccolo! Emperor Annihilation!" Roth's clone shouted, and the strength of his whole body reached its peak at this moment. He pushed forward suddenly, and the golden light surged out like a flood, rushing straight towards Piccolo.

"Devil's Strike"

Seeing this, Piccolo was not to be outdone. He roared and swung out his right fist with all his strength. A golden-purple energy column accompanied by lightning was like an angry dragon out of the sea, colliding fiercely with the golden light of Roth's clone in the air.

"boom--"

There was a deafening roar, and the entire space seemed to tremble at this moment. The golden light and the golden purple lightning intertwined together, bursting out with dazzling light, drowning everything around it.

Master Kame stared at the scene from a distance with his eyes wide open. He knew the strength of these two people and the horror of this attack.

Finally, after the explosion lasted for a while, the light began to dissipate. Piccolo was covered in wounds and fell to the ground.

Roth's clone quickly caught Piccolo. He didn't expect Piccolo to burst out with such powerful strength. This guy actually had a secret trick. The power of this Demon God's attack was extremely terrifying. It was different from the Demon Light Cannon. The Demon Light Cannon concentrated the power at one point, while this Demon God's attack could attack in all directions, even causing destruction.

Roth's clone directly took out a Senzu bean and gave it to Piccolo. He took the Senzu bean and swallowed it without hesitation. Suddenly, a warm and powerful force surged out of the Senzu bean and quickly spread throughout his body.

Piccolo felt his wounds healing at an astonishing speed, and his strength was recovering rapidly. He took a deep breath and stood up.

"It seems that my Demon God's Strike was successfully developed."