Dragon Ball Guilty

Tianjin fans separated the four corners, just surrounding Piccolo, and locked three eyes on Piccolo's figure. Almost at the same time, the four Tianjin fans began to gather energy, and their hands formed an orbit. Through the gap between their hands, Tianjin Fan's eyes just took in Piccolo's entire body, and a gust of cold wind blew by, shouting: "Qigong Cannon!" The next moment, four shrill lights flashed, and four golden light pillars burst out, roaring from the corners of the ring. And then, in the end, it was like a fishing net, tightly locking all the places where Piccolo could dodge!

A flash of coldness flashed across Piccolo's face. He was serious for the first time since the beginning of the game. It was obvious that Tianjin Fan's tricks were effective. Even someone as strong as Piccolo did not dare to drag him down.

Seeing the four beams of light tearing apart the air and about to hit him, Piccolo finally took action. At the critical moment, he made a slight leap and flew into the air freely. The whole process seemed easy, but in fact it was thrilling.

A smile appeared on the corner of Tianjin Fan's mouth, as if Piccolo had fallen into his trap. His twelve eyes were always aimed at Piccolo's figure. When he saw him flying into the air, Tianjin Fan's hands were aimed at the midair again, unable to escape. In the shape of Piccolo, the Qigong Cannon sounded again, and four rays of light shot out like a rising dragon. In the eyes of the audience, it was as gorgeous as fireworks!

"So that's it, this is what Tianjin Fan had in mind!" Sun Wukong exclaimed with surprise on his face when he saw the scene in front of him.

Feng Zi also understood Tianjin Fan’s intention at the first time. Tianjin Fan first used four-body fists to spread out the corners of the ring, then forced Piccolo to fly into the air, and then attacked. As we all know, it is difficult for people to dodge such a big weapon in mid-air. A range of attacks, so Tianjin Fan’s tricks are based on this point to make a fuss!

Piccolo was in mid-air. After seeing Tianjin Fan's back move, Piccolo's expression changed, and his eyes flashed with a bit of surprise. He underestimated this human being. He did not expect Tianjin Fan to have such a scheme.

"Boom!" In the blue sky, four rays of light converged. The power of the Qigong Cannon was even stronger than that of the Turtle School Qigong, so it goes without saying much about its power. The deafening roar refused to subside for a long time, the overwhelming air waves dispersed in all directions, smoke filled the air, and everything returned to its previous appearance after a few seconds.

"What!" The four Tianjin fans exclaimed in unison, their expressions becoming ugly. Not only the Tianjin fans, but also all the viewers who were paying attention to the sky gasped. I saw that in the clouds, apart from a little damage to his clothes, Piccolo was not harmed at all!

Piccolo glanced at the scorched robe on his body and became angry. He lowered his head and looked down at the tiny figure of Tianjin Fan on the ring. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, damn human being. I have no interest in playing with you anymore!" After that! , just in an instant, Piccolo's figure disappeared from everyone's sight like air.

"Not good!" Sun Wukong and Feng Zi's expressions changed, and they both felt Tianjin Fan's dangerous situation at this moment.

Before Tianjin Fan could react, first there was a clone in a corner. Piccolo suddenly appeared behind the clone, gave a sneer, and punched Tianjin Fan in the vital part of the chest.

"Ah!" Tianjin Fan's clone vomited blood, stooped, and fell on the ring. Piccolo didn't seem to have enough fun. His figure flashed and disappeared again. When he appeared, the remaining clones of Tianjin Fan were knocked down one after another. The whole process was as effortless as blowing ashes, and it was only completed in a short moment.

"Bang!" With the final blow, all four Tianjin fans fell to the ring. Piccolo looked at the fainted Tianjin fans, with no mercy on his face, and his eyes were gleaming with blood. Quiet, everyone is quiet! It was so silent that you could even hear each other's breathing. What a surprise! It was difficult for all the viewers to understand, what happened just now? How could Tianjin fans lose this game in the blink of an eye? Is Tianjin Fan too weak, or is his opponent too strong?

In the rest area, Sun Wukong sighed and said helplessly: "Tianjin Fan lost." "Well, fortunately this guy didn't kill anyone." Feng Zi slowly replied. He and Sun Wukong were already prepared. If Piccolo really He showed no mercy, and if he planned to kill Tianjin Fan, the game would be terminated. No matter what outsiders thought, Tianjin Fan would be saved.

"Wukong, Feng Zi, who is that guy?" Klin and Leping asked with doubts on their faces.

Five minutes later, "What? Wukong, you said that guy is the child of Demon King Piccolo?" Klin and Leping looked at each other, seeing the disbelief in each other's eyes.

Sun Wukong nodded and said with certainty: "Yes, I practiced hard in the heaven just to defeat this guy!"

Hearing Sun Wukong talk about the heaven, Feng Zi's heart moved. When he thought about the upcoming competition, his opponent was the master of the heaven, the god who was in charge of the order of the world. He couldn't help but speed up his blood circulation and became excited for no reason.

With a silly smile, Feng Zi turned back to the inconspicuous uncle in the rest area and said to himself: "There are three steps to beating a god: the first step is to anger him! The second step is to wait for him to become famous and start beating him ! The third step is to say sorry to him!"