Dragon Ball Dark Dimension

Cheng Yu and Piccolo stood in the extremely wide space of the Spirit Time House. Their eyes met, and in an instant, it seemed as if countless sparks burst in the air.

Without any extra words, the sparring began directly. Cheng Yu kicked his feet hard, and his figure rushed towards Piccolo like lightning. His arm muscles were tense, and his fists were swung out with lightning speed. This punch seemed simple and direct, but in fact it contained a clever force-generating technique. The power surged from the soles of the feet, passed through the legs and waist, and finally gathered at the tip of the fist. Piccolo reacted quickly, and he slightly turned his body to try to avoid this fierce blow. However, Cheng Yu's speed was beyond imagination, and his fist still brushed Piccolo's shoulder, and the powerful impact force made Piccolo's body lose balance.

Piccolo, who was knocked flying, quickly adjusted his body in the air. The moment his feet landed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but more of excitement. At this time, Cheng Yu's aura surged, and the golden flames rose like a raging fire. He successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan. The powerful energy fluctuations made the entire Spirit Time House tremble slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this power.

Rushing towards Piccolo again, Cheng Yu's attack was more swift and violent. Every punch he threw was accompanied by a whistling sound of wind, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling. Piccolo was a little flustered at first. He kept retreating, turning sideways, and jumping, trying to avoid Cheng Yu's dense rain-like attacks. But Cheng Yu's attack angle was extremely tricky, sometimes hitting directly from above, and sometimes sweeping from the side, making Piccolo defenseless.

In order to allow Piccolo to quickly enhance his combat effectiveness, Cheng Yu decided to exert further pressure. He raised his aura again and transformed directly into a more powerful state. At this time, his strength seemed to have been raised to another level, and every attack was with the momentum of destroying the world. A strong sense of oppression came over him, and Piccolo felt difficulty breathing. Every time he resisted, his arms went numb. But he gritted his teeth and persisted, trying to find a way to deal with Cheng Yu's violent attack.

Piccolo began to concentrate and observe Cheng Yu's attack rhythm and flaws. He found that although Cheng Yu's attack was powerful, there would be a short power interval after continuous and rapid attacks. So Piccolo seized this opportunity. At the moment when Cheng Yu's fist was about to hit him, he slid sideways, avoided the attack, and quickly counterattacked with his palm. Cheng Yu seemed to have expected it. He slightly sideways, blocked Piccolo's counterattack with his arm, and then attacked Piccolo again with an elbow.

Cheng Yu controlled his attack rhythm, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down, so that Piccolo could adapt little by little in the battle. Piccolo did not disappoint. In this fierce battle, he gradually realized some new fighting skills. He learned how to use the flexibility of his body to avoid attacks and how to counterattack at the moment of defense. His defense became more and more stable, and his counterattack became more and more methodical.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the energy in the Spirit Time Room was overflowing and the light was flashing. Every collision caused a huge energy fluctuation, and Piccolo continued to break through himself in this high-intensity battle, and his strength was significantly improved.

In the fierce battle with Piccolo, Cheng Yu keenly noticed the great potential shown by Piccolo. He knew that only by giving enough pressure could this potential be fully stimulated.

So, in the process of fighting, Cheng Yu began to improve his breath little by little. With each attack, the power he released was stronger than the last time, ensuring that Piccolo could be under heavy pressure at all times. Piccolo did not retreat at all under this continuously increasing sense of oppression, but resisted more and more tenaciously.

Piccolo, who has merged with the old god, is now a complete body. Whether it is potential or physical strength, it is not inferior to the Saiyans. However, the Namekians do not have the ability to suddenly multiply their combat effectiveness through transformation like the Saiyans. They have always maintained their basic form and basic combat effectiveness.

But Piccolo relied on his own strong talent and tenacious will, and tried to adapt to the pressure of Cheng Yu's constantly increasing aura. Every defense and counterattack was tapping his potential. His movements became more agile, his reactions became faster, and his use of strength became more exquisite.

Cheng Yu watched Piccolo constantly break through himself under pressure, and secretly admired him in his heart. He knew that such a battle would be invaluable to Piccolo's growth. And Piccolo also became stronger and stronger unknowingly in this seemingly difficult battle.

In the fierce battle, Cheng Yu's thoughts turned rapidly. He suddenly had an idea that Saiyans could stimulate their own wildness and thus have the original wild form of Super Saiyan Four. Since Namekians also haveHis unique bloodline should be able to transform in some way.

Cheng Yu clearly remembered that in the original plot, Piccolo had obtained a powerful transformation of Orange Piccolo through Shenlong, and the strength of that form was comparable to the blue form of Super Saiyan God. At this moment, while he was fighting fiercely with Piccolo, he was thinking in his heart whether Piccolo could trigger this amazing transformation in advance.

Cheng Yu's attack slowed down slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Piccolo, as if he wanted to find a trace of possible transformation from him. Piccolo was concentrating on dealing with Cheng Yu's offensive, and had no idea of ​​Cheng Yu's thoughts. But under Cheng Yu's expectant and inquiring eyes, Piccolo felt that this battle was more and more full of unknowns and mysteries.

Just when Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment because of thinking about whether Piccolo could trigger the transformation in advance, the sharp Piccolo instantly captured this fleeting opportunity. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and the muscles of his whole body instantly tightened, and the power in his body was quickly concentrated on his fists like a surging tide. He kicked his feet hard, and rushed forward like an arrow from a bow, with an unstoppable momentum, and punched out fiercely.

This powerful punch carried all of Piccolo's strength and hit Cheng Yu solidly. The powerful impact was like a cannonball exploding, instantly generating a violent energy wave. Cheng Yu's body was like a fallen leaf swept by a strong wind, and instantly flew backwards, drawing a long arc in the air.

However, although this powerful punch caused Cheng Yu to suffer a heavy blow, it did not cause him any actual damage. Cheng Yu quickly adjusted his body shape during the backward flight, and after his feet landed, he slid back a distance and stood steadily. There was no anger on his face, but instead revealed a hint of appreciation and admiration for Piccolo.

Cheng Yu and Piccolo both stopped at the same time at this moment, and looked at each other quietly. Piccolo's body began to tremble uncontrollably due to the huge consumption of the previous blow. His legs seemed to lose strength, shaky, and finally unable to stand, he sat on the ground. He gasped heavily, and every breath seemed extremely heavy. Sweat kept sliding down his forehead and cheeks like rain, dripping on the ground, instantly forming a small water stain.

But Piccolo's eyes still burned with the desire and determination to fight, without the slightest retreat or fear. He stared at Cheng Yu tightly, as if telling him that this was just a small episode in the battle, and he still had enough strength and courage to continue fighting.

Cheng Yu stood in place, his eyes calm and deep. He looked at Piccolo sitting on the ground, and his heart was filled with emotion. He knew that Piccolo's strength was not only in his strength, but also in his never-give-up spirit and tenacious will. Cheng Yu nodded slightly, as if conveying a silent recognition and respect to Piccolo.

At this time, the whole space seemed to be quiet, with only Piccolo's heavy breathing and the eyes of the two people interweaving and colliding in the air. In this fierce battle, they all felt each other's strength and perseverance, and they all worked hard and fought hard to become stronger.