American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"A擂台?" Sun Wukong became excited.

Seeing his excited face, Krillin couldn't help but complain: "What are you so happy about? This is not good news. The Great Demon King has made preparations in advance, maybe there are ambushes, such as preparing explosives or something. We must not be fooled!"

Qi Shan didn't express any opinion on their discussion. Anyway, they are just ants. If it weren't for setting the challenge rules later, he wouldn't have bothered so much today.

"I know that warriors like you will never give up, so I will give you a chance to challenge.

Every three months, I will accept a challenge. During the challenge, I will try my best to hold back and avoid killing you directly.

And you can do your best and use all your moves. As long as you can defeat me, or put me to death, you can save the whole world!

But the restriction is that our battle must be limited to this arena. Once you violate the rules and cause me trouble in other places, then the treaty between us will be torn up directly, and it's hard to say what will happen then!

Maybe, if I'm unhappy, I'll just kill half of humanity!"

Qi Shan's mouth hooked up, which looked extremely evil against the backdrop of his green skin.

Krillin was a little surprised: "You will spare our lives?"

"Don't think I don't know, that old guy Kami has secretly repaired Shenron! Killing you is useless. Not only can you continue to practice in the underworld, but you will also be resurrected soon!

Since killing can't solve the problem, why be obsessed with it?"

Krillin gritted his teeth and said, "Goku, don't agree to him. He is the Great Demon King and will not keep his promises. Besides, he just killed Tien Shinhan!"

"Tien Shinhan is not dead, he just fainted. Didn't you sense that his energy didn't disappear, it just suddenly weakened? Krillin, don't worry, Chiaotzu is taking care of him!"

Sun Wukong comforted.

"But…"

Seeing his companion so tangled, Sun Wukong nodded, turned his head and said to Qi Shan: "I agree to your request. You are right, I will never agree to your reign of terror. No matter how many times you defeat me, I will challenge you again and again until I defeat you one day.

The arena rules are fair, but don't you think three months is too long? I want to challenge you once every three days!"

Qi Shan was speechless for a while.

Looking at the faint excitement in your small eyes, I know you kid is using me as a free sparring partner.

Who said Sun Wukong had no scheming when he was a child? This guy is just simple, but when he gets cunning, it's quite speechless.

"Once every three months, that's my bottom line. If you don't agree, then I can only kill you in the arena! Don't forget, the Dragon Balls can only grant one wish per year, which means you can only be resurrected once a year.

I've given you three more chances, don't push your luck!"

"Okay, what you said makes sense, but I demand that during the arena period, your reign of terror be suspended!"

What kind of reign of terror am I?

Qi Shan complained in his heart, but a pensive expression appeared on his face, and after a while, he nodded slowly: "This can be agreed to!"

Sun Wukong floated up excitedly: "Then let's start, I must defeat you this time!"

Qi Shan flashed and appeared on the arena, and said lightly: "If you can do it!"

The two sides finally stood on the arena, and the surrounding reporters were excited. Those who turned on the camera turned on the camera, and those who were busy were busy. Many people were doing emergency interjections to introduce the situation on the scene and the agreement that had just been reached to the audience in front of the TV.

Krillin was still a little dazed before, not knowing what these reporters around were doing. As they broadcast, Krillin finally understood that this was actually a live broadcast to the whole world.

His face turned pale all of a sudden.

I knew it, I knew it, there must be a conspiracy in it. The Great Demon King is actually using us as targets to expand his reign of terror.

After yesterday's battle, only a few of them had the courage to resist the Great Demon King in the world.

If they are defeated in full view again, the world will fall into a state of wailing. Their last saviors are struggling under the Great Demon King's hands. How can ordinary people escape the reign of terror?

The Great Demon King's rule will become more and more stable. Maybe after today's arena battle, some places that are fighting hard will be disheartened and give up resistance.

But even if you see through it, what can you do? This is a fair and aboveboard conspiracy. Could it be that you want Goku not to fight the Great Demon King?

Then what is the purpose of their hard work?

Now there is only one way to break the situation…

Thinking in his mind, Krillin shouted loudly: "Goku, please, you must defeat Piccolo the Great Demon King!"

"Watch me!"

Sun Wukong grinned, his eyes full of confidence.

Qi Shan's expression was calm. He knew that the other party couldn't do anything to him anyway. He was just acting as a machine to provide energy, so naturally he didn't have much interest.

And the main purpose of this close fight is just to extract some Saiyan cells from him.

In this world, aliens are all favored sons. Whether it is the Namekian or the Saiyan, their combat power and technology are several streets ahead of the earth.

If it weren't for the Dragon Ball warriors and the genius girl Bulma supporting them, maybe the God of Destruction would have destroyed the earth at some point.

The momentum of both sides settled, Qi Shan's expression was calm, and Sun Wukong's eyes were sharp.

The two sides were quietly facing each other. Krillin took a step forward unintentionally and made a soft sound, like a starting gun, and the two moved at the same time.

Goku was wrapped in energy all over his body, and the whole person turned into a cannonball, shouting and smashing it with a punch. Qi Shan's posture was exactly the same as him, but he was more calm and didn't cause a trace of wind and waves.

Bang!

The fists met each other, and the majestic power disappeared out of thin air.

Sun Wukong was stunned, "My power?"

"It disappeared out of thin air, right?" Qi Shan replied with a smile, and punched him in the stomach without hesitation with the other hand.

The force penetrated his body, and instantly turned Sun Wukong into a big shrimp. His eyeballs were about to pop out, and then he flew high and smashed on the arena!

The surroundings were silent, and then there was an uproar. Sun Wukong, who was highly expected by everyone, was knocked down by Piccolo the Great Demon King in just one face-to-face encounter. What is going on?

Is the Great Demon King really invincible?