Dragon Ball: The Strongest Training

Slug ignored Piccolo and took off again, flying towards the great elder's residence.

Gohan immediately ran to Piccolo, watching the seriously injured Piccolo feed a fairy bean again.

"Hmm!" Piccolo ate the fairy beans with difficulty, and his internal organs that had been penetrated began to slowly recover.

After a while, Bick sat up suddenly with a lot of sweat on his head.

Piccolo looked at the direction in which Slug flew away and naturally knew what Slug's purpose was.

"Gohan, give me a fairy bean!" Piccolo's tone was very slow, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Oh, okay, Uncle Piccolo." Gohan took out another fairy bean from the small cloth bag and handed it to Uncle Piccolo.

"Gohan, go find your father." Piccolo said again.

"What about you, Uncle Piccolo?" Gohan asked worriedly.

"Me? Piccolo looked in the direction of Slug flying away and already made up his mind!"

"Go!" Bic returned to his usual stern look again.

"Oh, okay!" Seeing that Uncle Piccolo's tone was a bit harsh, Gohan didn't dare to hesitate at this time.

Piccolo watched Gohan take off, slowly flying towards Goku, with a slight smile on his lips: "Uncle Piccolo can't protect you anymore!"

"I hope that idiot Wukong can protect you!"

Piccolo's eyes gradually became firmer, and he turned around and chased Slager without hesitation.

Piccolo recalled what Slug said in the air: "The next thing to be shot through is the head!"

Piccolo, the Namekian who is also a combat type, naturally knows what Slug means. If he penetrates the head, he will die.

Piccolo was flying in the air with a very calm face. At this moment, Piccolo only knew that that was where the Great Elder was and where Nailu was...

Piccolo was already prepared to die on this trip.

On the temple...

"Hahahahaha..." The god laughed, and shed tears of joy with a smile.

"What's wrong? God?" Bobo was extremely concerned about the God and was always paying attention to the mood fluctuations of the God.

"Bikko is already a qualified warrior. In order to protect his home planet, he is ready to sacrifice." The god said with a smile, and the god felt the determination in Piccolo's heart.

"Bikko is dead... Didn't God also die that day..." Bobo looked at the god in a panic and worry.

"Haha" the god laughed again.

"Speaking of which, I am really not as good as Piccolo. Piccolo is already fighting for Namek, and he is still on Earth..." However, the two of them are from the same origin, and Piccolo is considered to be participating in the battle together. …

As for death... After living for so long, the gods have already taken a dim view of life and death!

Slag's speed was quite fast, and he arrived at the great elder's residence in just the blink of an eye.

Slag also burst out laughing looking at the familiar Beetle building, that's right.

Slag's own residence is also in the style of a Beetle... Anyway, the Namekians have a soft spot for this kind of architecture.

Slag looked at the beetle-like building and couldn't bear to destroy it. When he saw this beetle, he thought of his own house.

"Get out!" Nailu stood in front of the door and looked at Slag coldly.

"Oh? Another fighting Namek?" Slager was a little surprised.

"Tsk tsk" Slag looked at Neilu. This clansman was far different from the one just now, and he didn't like it at all.

What Slug admires is the devilish aura, evil nature and evil in Bick! In his heart, Neru still inherits the characteristics of the Namekians, which is kindness. Although he also longs for battle, he longs for peace...

"Only you, can you stop me?" Slager's sense of superiority was overwhelming at this moment. There was no mistake, he was the best Namekian.

"Nailu, let him in!" came the old voice of the great elder.

"Yes!" Nailu still obeyed the great elder's arrangement.

"Haha!" Slug laughed.

Slag walked inside, familiar with the road.

However, Neilu felt the dangerous aura exuding from Slag, and followed closely behind Slag to prevent Slag from harming the great elder.

"You're here!" The great elder said in a weak voice when he saw Slag.

"Haha, old man, hurry up and hand over the dragon ball!" Slag looked at the great elder who appeared in his heart, and felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. Youth was within reach.

The great elder smiled and shook his head and said, "The aura on your body is too evil, and you cannot use the Dragon Ball."

"Oh? Evil? What is evil? Is it evil to be so strong now? Am I considered the best in the history of Namek?" Slag immediately asked when he saw the great elder not letting him use the Dragon Ball. With.

The Great Elder smiled and shook his head, and said slowly with a serious tone: "You may not be much younger than me, and your ability to judge things is almost non-existent. You can't even distinguish between evil and justice. You were taught by the Namek predecessors." fail!"

"Stop talking nonsense, this king has never had any elders, let alone education!" Slag looked a little irritable.

"Old man, are you going to take out the dragon ball or not?" Slag asked viciously.

"If you didn't have such heavy killing and evil in you, there would be no harm in taking it out, but it's impossible now!" The great elder shook his head regretfully.

"After I regain my youth, wouldn't it be good to lead the Namekians to glory and dominate the universe?" Schlug roared, almost losing his mind.

"You will not be a good leader, nor will you lead the Namekians to glory. You will only lead them to the endless black abyss..." The great elder shook his head gently again.

"Old guy, after all that talk, are you going to give it or not?" Schlager had completely lost his patience.

The great elder did not speak, but kept shaking his head.

"You are looking for death!" Slag's voice instantly appeared in front of the great elder, and a black-purple light with demonic energy condensed in his hand, aiming directly at the great elder's head.

"Slag, what are you going to do? Let go of the great elder quickly!" Nailu became anxious when he saw that the great elder's life was in danger.

Slag looked at Nailu and asked fiercely: "Where are the dragon balls?"

Nailu regained his composure and said to Slag: "You should know that the Great Elder is the maker of the Dragon Balls. Once the Great Elder dies, the Dragon Balls will disappear!"

Nailu knew that he had no way to stop Slag, so he chose to retreat instead of advancing.

"Oh?" Slag let go of the great elder. In his memory, it seemed that this was true. The maker of the dragon ball died, and the dragon ball was gone.

"The Great Elder can't die yet." Slag hurriedly came down from the float.

"Where are the Dragon Balls?" Slug shouted in a low voice towards Nailu.

This time, Shi Lage absolutely did not dare to disturb the great elder. Looking at the great elder's appearance, it was obvious that his life was running out.

Seeing Slag's appearance, Nailu also smiled: "Follow me!"