“One… One punch?”

On top of Korin Tower, Master Korin almost popped his eyes out.

He knew Goku's fighting power best.

From the first time he climbed to the top of the tower to snatch the so-called Ultra Divine Water, to drinking the Super Divine Water later, and then yesterday when they were sent to the Temple.

Master Korin had watched him grow up almost every step of the way, and he had considerable confidence in Goku's fighting power.

He knew that King Piccolo was invincible, and the energy and pressure emanating from him would make people feel despair and not dare to fight him at all, but it shouldn't be so exaggerated.

The failure of Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu was understandable, but even Goku couldn't withstand a single punch, which made Master Korin a little unacceptable!

The Guardian of the Temple, however, showed a complex expression.

So it was…

From the moment Goku and the others walked out of the Room of Spirit and Time, the Guardian had already foreseen this scene.

The Guardian and King Piccolo naturally had a connection because of the Namekian's special nature.

Although it had been cut off to some extent from the moment Qi Shan appeared, the Guardian could still clearly sense King Piccolo's power.

Even if it wasn't accurate, there was still a vague value.

Hundreds of years ago, when the Guardian expelled all negative emotions in order to take over the position of Guardian, the King Piccolo who was split out was much stronger than the Guardian.

He himself only retained the attributes of a Dragon Clan, and the remaining abilities to strengthen himself and produce offspring were left to King Piccolo, which was also one of the important reasons for the later proliferation of the Demon Clan.

But even so, even if the hope was slim, the challenge from the Great Demon King still had to be faced.

The Guardian knew he might lose, but he never thought he would lose so completely.

He sighed, his heart infinitely complex.

Mr. Popo stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body floating in the air, without a trace of expression on his face.

As a servant of God, he existed to assist God.

He only had the Guardian in his eyes, not the Earth.

What happened on Earth had nothing to do with him!

On the arena, Qi Shan kept pointing out, and a slender energy wave directly penetrated Goku's body, causing his body, which had been stretched to the limit, to relax instantly.

The fighting skills in this world are extremely crude.

All battles are judged based on energy levels, which is similar to spiritual pressure in the Bleach world.

Those with low energy levels will not be able to break through defenses no matter what.

Later, when Goku fought against the boss, he would usually send a wave first, using his body to feel the strength of the opponent's fists and feet.

Then, when the opponent was complacent, he would suddenly stand up and lightly pat the dust off his body.

Even without speaking, it could bring great shock to the opponent.

An energy wave cut off Goku's spinal nerves, causing him to faint on the spot.

The wound on his body was burnt by high energy, emitting a burnt smell, and no blood flowed out.

Everyone exclaimed, and the surrounding reporters were dumbfounded.

They had previously thought that this time, being so solemn, would most likely be a very exciting battle, like the World Martial Arts Tournament.

They just didn't expect that the Great Demon King would easily defeat the four challengers without even moving a step.

During this period, the Dragon Ball warriors were still relatively active.

Every World Martial Arts Tournament would definitely be reported in full, and they had also achieved good results before.

After the reporters read the information, they had already found out the identities of Goku and the other three, and knew that they were masters among martial artists.

It was inevitable that they would have some expectations in their hearts, but unfortunately, this emotion had not yet risen before it was ruthlessly shattered by King Piccolo.

“Goku!”

A worried cry rang out from the side.

Qi Shan looked over, and it was Bulma in her teenage years.

She must have just arrived.

The spaceship was slowly descending, and before it had even stopped, she saw Goku being defeated by Qi Shan.

She exclaimed on the spot, and the fat man in the passenger seat panicked.

He hurriedly lunged over and grabbed the controller.

The aircraft suddenly stopped in the air, swayed a few times in panic, and quickly fled into the distance.

What was that fat man's name?

He should be the guy who ate almost all of the Senzu beans.

That's right, Senzu beans!

But let's deal with this genius girl first.

Qi Shan's figure flashed, appearing out of thin air in front of the aircraft's trajectory.

He slowly raised his right hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and a small energy ball suddenly appeared.

As if possessing its own consciousness, it flashed in the air and directly penetrated the aircraft.

The aircraft froze for a moment, and the transparent protective cover above automatically popped open, ejecting both the driver and co-pilot.

Then, it exploded with a bang.

The fat man shouted in panic!

What a joke, it's in mid-air now, there's nowhere to hide at all, and King Piccolo is in front, it's over, this time I'm dead!

The fat man closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the upcoming attack.

Who knew that Qi Shan didn't care about him at all, but flashed and appeared next to Bulma.

Amidst the girl's panicked expression, he grabbed her shoulder, and in the next second, the two of them were back on the arena again.

Bulma fell to the ground, her legs were weak.

She looked at Qi Shan in horror, her tongue tied and her lips trembling: “Ki-Ki-King Piccolo, what do you want?”

The Namekian didn't really stutter, but there was no need to say 'Ki' three times in a row!

Qi Shan's face darkened, but he quickly returned to his cold expression.

“I know you, the genius girl Bulma, you must have invented the Dragon Ball Radar!

Your father is the genius doctor who invented the Space Capsule!”

“That's right, it's this genius, I warn you, let me go quickly, otherwise I'll immediately invent a super powerful robot to flatten you!”

Qi Shan turned a deaf ear to Bulma's childish threat, and only said lightly: “Your ability is very good, I need you to work for me!

As long as you join my laboratory, I can promise you not to kill these guys!”

“You won't kill them?” Bulma was a little surprised.

“You can think about it!

Give me an answer after you come back!”

Qi Shan didn't answer, grabbed Goku's head, and rapidly ascended into the air.

After breaking the sound barrier, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bulma was almost blown away by the wind pressure, and the surrounding reporters were also busy.

Seeing King Piccolo leave, they knew that this mission was probably over.

It was really a battle without suspense, the whole process didn't even take five seconds.

What was the point of waiting for four whole hours?

The reporters were all starting to doubt their lives!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like