Dragon Ball God-class Saiyan

"The gap between the bald head named Kelin and Piccolo is too big. The game is lost. You should worry about whether Wukong can defeat the opponent." Taisi stood by Luo Lan's side and supported her husband with a clear attitude. .

Bulma asked, "Sister, do you know that too?"

Taisi Baile Bulma glanced, "Anyway, I also practiced in Kaelin Tower for a period of time, although my kung fu is not very good, but with the support of the spiritual tree fruit, my own strength is not bad, otherwise I will not be able to give birth. A healthy child like Luo Fei."

"Speaking of you and Wukong are going to get married, your small body can't bear the roughness of Saiyans, do you want my sister to support you with some nutrient solution?"

Bulma heard the words, her cheeks were red, and she said angrily: "We are talking about the game now, sister, don't talk nonsense about other things..."

Then she whispered and asked Tais the fruit that she wanted to strengthen her physique.

It seems that she is still very worried about the next generation of herself and Sun Wukong.

Luo Lan glanced at them, ignoring the whispering discussions between the two sisters, and lowered her head to think to herself how strong Piccolo was. Compared with the more than 300 points of combat power in the original book, Piccolo is undoubtedly much stronger. Although this kind of power is insignificant in Luo Lan's view, it is already shocking to the earth at this stage.

According to the current progress, when Vegeta comes to Earth in six years, Piccolo's strength should not be weaker than that of the Namekian Neru.

I just don't know if Vegeta will come to Earth in six years. If so, I don't know how I will feel when I see such a powerful Namekian.

...

On the stage, the match between Kelin and Piccolo has already begun. First, there was some cynicism, and then Piccolo decisively attacked Kelin. With a wave of his arm, a violent gust of wind suddenly swept the audience, and Kelin was directly overturned. When he was in the air, he quickly stepped forward and jumped up. Piccolo folded his fists and slammed it down from the sky.

boom!

A hard iron fist hit Krillin's body.

Within 1/10,000th of a second, Ke Lin lifted the breath in his body and put his hands in front of the smashed chest. With a loud bang that shook his eardrums, a huge three-meter-square-sized ring was suddenly bombarded on the flat and spacious competition arena. A gust of wind swept through the hole, and smoke and gravel spread out.

call out!

Ke Lin jumped up from the hole, gathered his hands around his waist to condense a qigong wave, and aimed at Piccolo.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

With a shout, the blue energy wave was pushed out and attacked towards Piccolo. Seeing the other party's qigong wave coming towards him, Piccolo sneered indifferently, and with a stroke of his arm, he bent the approaching qigong wave.

The qigong wave containing huge energy flew straight out and hit a deserted island in the sea outside the southeastern island. Suddenly, it was like a splendid sun rising on the horizon, and the violent flash was accompanied by a terrifying impact blowing from a distance. When it came over, the sky suddenly became bright, and the terrifying mushroom cloud broke through the sky, giving people a shock of the end of the world.

The organizer's camera quickly turned around to clearly record the scene.

"It's a nuclear bomb!"

"The qigong wave of martial arts is so terrible, if it falls on our heads, it will suffer."

"Kelin is worthy of being a disciple of the god of martial arts. He is too strong."

The audience was excited, timid in their hearts and goosebumps all over their bodies. Human beings like things or rumors that can scare themselves half to death. This kind of strong emotion secreted by adrenaline stimulates their nerves, commonly known as like to die!

"Krillin, come on!"

"Second generation of demons, defeat your opponent!"

Someone in the audience shouted loudly, enjoying the visual experience of a fierce battle, regardless of who was victorious in the end.

"Boy, this power is far from enough. If it weren't for the rules of the game not allowing you to kill your opponent, you would be dead now."

"Hey, you can try it!"

"Humph!"

Piccolo's face became icy cold, and his eyes burst out with murderous intent. Just when he was about to attack Ke Lin fiercely, he saw Ke Lin raised his hands and put his fingers apart in front of his forehead.

"What is he doing?" Piccolo looked suspiciously.

At this time, Ke Lin shouted: "Sun Fist!!"

There seemed to be a second sun in the sky, and the dazzling light made everyone present temporarily lose their vision. At this moment, a shout came from a distance.

"Qi Yuan Slash!!"

shhhhh!

A disc-shaped sharp energy roared, and the air was instantly smashed by it. Piccolo couldn't see what Kling was doing, but as a soldier's intuition, he instinctively raised a sense of crisis.

"His!"

Like the sound of cloth being cut, Piccolo's arm was slashed by Qi Yuan, and blood spurted out.

Piccolo's complexion suddenly changed, and his green face became gloomy. He knew that he underestimated the enemy. Although the earthling in front of him had only less than 2,000 combat power, his attack methods were endless. If he was not careful, he might capsize in the gutter.

"Damn!"

Cursing in his heart, Piccolo learned his lesson and closed his eyes. All his willpower paid attention to Krillin's body. A breath of air spread out, capturing Krillin's movements.

At this time, the advantage that Kling had just obtained suddenly disappeared.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"...

Kelin and Piccolo were constantly fighting, their bodies moving rapidly, and with the continuous sound of "crackling" fighting, the field of competition became a mess. It was a dark hole, but because Ke Lin's basic combat power was no match for Piccolo, even if he used flower-like skills, it was still difficult to make up for the difference in strength.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Qi Yuan Slash!"

With a loud roar, Kelin squandered the energy in his body with all his might, but Piccolo sneered, and the surging air waves kept rising from the surface of the body. Air wall blocked.

"Magic Light!"

He stretched out his fingers, and energy rays like radio waves radiated out. Krillin's expression froze, and his breathing became short. He knew that a head-to-head confrontation could not be Piccolo's opponent, so he gritted his teeth and quickly dodged.

"Hmph, eagle-eyed trick, once I get serious, how can you be my opponent." Piccolo sneered, following Kelin's movements closely.

This is already a high-level battle. Ordinary martial artists can't capture their movements at all, and even the gods can only capture their afterimages.

Not to mention others.

Even looking at the big screen, I had no idea what was going on.

"Krillin's strength has grown so much, but Bick is even more terrifying. This battle is too dangerous for Krillin." God looked at him in horror.