I Copy Under One Punch

Chapter 338 Fierce Battle and One-to-Many

The strong wind hunted, flying the rolled up dry grass into the distance.

The digital martial artists at the top of the world are confronting the vicious cosmic bandits with solemn expressions.

After the two sides were silent for a while, Vegeta first said: "Naba, you go first, now is the time for you to show your value. Get rid of the little guy on the opposite side."

There are a lot of people on the opposite side, and it is too troublesome for him to deal with it alone.

"No problem!" Nappa, who was nearly 2.5 meters tall, walked out from behind Vegeta with a smirk, and the beard around his mouth was twisted because of the smile.

He was ashamed of his fear just now, and decided to shame himself, as long as he didn't meet those two people.

"For our side, let me do it." Wukong stood up without hesitation, making Nappa's heart sink.

"Wait a minute, Wukong." Piccolo interjected, "It's not time for you to come out, so I'll go first. After waiting for them for a year, I'm already hungry and thirsty."

"But." Wukong hesitated to speak.

"It doesn't matter, let him go." Aomori said, "Picco has grown a lot, and he won't be killed so easily."

"Okay." Wukong nodded and said, "Pick, be careful, your life is connected with the gods."

If Piccolo dies, the gods die too, and the dragon balls will lose their effect.

"Hmph, just keep your eyes open and see how I beat him." Piccolo smiled confidently, and walked out to the forefront.

Everyone else took a few steps back.

"This voice must be the one who killed Raditz." Nappa looked at the green-faced Piccolo in front of him, and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a Namek, no wonder you have the strength to kill Raditz that trash. "

"Namek? So Piccolo is also an alien?" Everyone was shocked.

Piccolo's expression was a little dazed: "I don't know about this either."

"I heard that the Namekians are not only powerful, but also have many incredible abilities. It should be you who created Dragon Ball." Vegeta said.

"I'm sorry, I'm good at fighting. I'm not the one who created the Dragon Balls." Piccolo came back to his senses and put on a fighting stance.

"Good at fighting? Then let me see your strength." Naba raised his hand and pressed a button on the detector in front of him, and a jumping number immediately appeared on the lens, and finally stabilized at 2100.

"2100? It's not bad." Nappa himself only has 4000 combat power.

He tilted his head, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, his gaze passed over Wukong and Aomori who already knew the value of combat power, and looked at the others.

"1320, 1730, 1490, 650, 16601660?!" Nappa looked at the little one in the crowd in surprise, and once thought that the machine had malfunctioned, "How old is this, how can he have such a high combat power?!"

While wondering, Vegeta behind him took off the detector and reminded: "Naba, take off the detector, they have the skills to change the combat power during battle, so don't trust those values ​​too much."

"It's true. Raditz relied too much on the detectors, so he was seized by others and died at the hands of people weaker than himself." Nappa put Gohan's strangeness behind him, and according to Vegeta's Order, take off the detector and throw it aside.

"Hey, what are you writing there? Can we start?" Piccolo said impatiently.

"Hmph, since you want to die so early, I'll let you do it." Napa sneered, raised his right foot, and stepped forward heavily.

The violent air gushes out, blowing Klin and others who were watching the battle from behind tottering.

"Damn it, it's like being immersed in the bottom of the sea, I can hardly breathe."

"Isn't this guy too scary? Can Piccolo do it?"

"What's even more frightening is that the dwarf at the back should be stronger than him"

"It's okay, trust Piccolo." Wukong said with a smile.

Krillin worriedly asked Gohan beside him, "Are you okay, Gohan, will you be scared?"

"Well, I'm fine." Gohan shook his head and said calmly, "This aura is no match for Uncle Aomori."

Having been abused by Aomori for a whole year, he has become numb to such things.

"Well, it's not far off." Wukong stroked Gohan's head and nodded in agreement.

"." Kelin Xu focused his eyes and turned to look at the battlefield.

Piccolo, who had experienced many battles, was not affected by the intrusion of the opponent's breath, and there was no flaw in his body, which brought the scene into a confrontation stage.

After a while, Nappa couldn't hold back, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Piccolo.

'He really has reservations, so let's take advantage of it now! ’ Noticing Nappa’s cautiousness, Piccolo’s eyes flashed, his whole body was surrounded by white light, and he burst out all his anger.

Under the blessing of qi, the ground beneath his feet shattered instantly, and Piccolo appeared beside Nappa like lightning, and his white fist slammed into his abdomen all at once.

After being hit so hard, Napa couldn't help but widen his eyes, with an expression of disbelief.

Piccolo's attack didn't stop, his fists hit Nappa's body continuously, and then he threw him into the air with his hands.

Pressing the two fingers between the eyebrows, the move that needed to be stored before has now taken shape in an instant, and a powerful spiral light wave shoots out from between the two fingers.

At the same time, a huge qigong wave flew from another direction, hitting Nappa together with Piccolo's [Magic Penetration Light Killing Cannon].

In the sky, a crimson firework burst out immediately.

"Gohan, what are you doing?" Wukong and the others looked at Gohan who was still gesticulating in a daze.

"Uh." Gohan scratched his head embarrassingly, and said, "His posture is too good, so he couldn't hold back for a moment hehehe."

"What did Piccolo teach you this year?" Kelin complained.

"There is no need to talk about morality when dealing with people like them."

"Isn't this very good?" Aomori gave Gohan a thumbs up, "The timing was right, and we will work harder next time."

Piccolo also turned his head and gave him a look of approval.

"Okay, I will work hard!" With the affirmation of the two uncles, Gohan was in a great mood.

Only Wukong's face was confused, he didn't know what to say: "Oh, I will definitely be scolded by Qiqi when I go back."

Vegeta looked at the fireworks in the sky, his face darkened.

It was unexpected for him that the battle ended so quickly.

"Naba, a trash who has more success than failure!"

It doesn't matter whether Nappa is dead or alive, the important thing is that Vegeta, who is partnering with him, feels that he has lost all face.

"How dare you call yourself a Saiyan with this performance? Idiot! Idiot! Trash!"

His eyes were full of murderous intent, waiting for Naba to appear: "You'd better die."

Piccolo and the others who could sense the aura knew that Nappa was not dead yet, but his aura was much weaker than before.

Sure enough, after the flames receded, Naba's miserable appearance appeared in everyone's eyes.

His right hand had been severed at the root, blood was running down his face, and a pair of bloodshot pupils stared viciously at Piccolo below.

"How dare you treat me like this?! I'm going to kill you!"

Nappa's momentum slowly recovered from the bottom, even surpassing before.

'After taking a full blow from me and Gohan, do you still have the stamina to fight? What a monster. ’ Piccolo smiled sideways, and said, "Based on you now? I advise you to go back and heal your injuries before we talk about it."

He was not afraid of Nappa before, let alone now.

"Bastard!" Nappa moved, thinking of rushing down to teach the Namek a lesson, when a cold voice came from behind.

"That's enough, Nappa, don't continue to embarrass yourself there."

Nappa looked back, and Vegeta's face was like ice for ten thousand years, without a trace of warmth.

"Vegeta, trust me, I can do it!"

"Your performance just now, what qualifications do you have to say this to me?" Vegeta slowly flew in front of Nappa, suddenly raised his hand and shot an energy bomb at him: "You are useless."

"No!" Nappa's shrill voice sounded: "Vegeta! Vegeta! Vegeta!"

boom!

The energy bomb was ejected and exploded in the distance.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes, stared at Goku who stood in front of Nappa, and said, "Kakarot, what are you doing?"

"I should be the one to ask you this question!" Goku suppressed his anger, "Why? Isn't he your companion? Aren't you all Saiyans? Why did you kill him?"

"Because he is useless at all now, and he is a burden to me." Vegeta's expression gradually became crazy: "I am enough for a Saiyan!"

"Crazy, Vegeta, you're already crazy!" Nappa, who had saved his life, didn't dare to stay here any longer, and rushed into the sky, planning to escape.

However, Piccolo and others, who had expected it for a long time, stopped him.

"Did you think we'd let you scurry around the planet?"

Napa looked at the group of people who were ready to move in front of him, immediately discarded his face, and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I surrender!"

Without Vegeta as his backing, his arrogance plummeted.

Piccolo and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally decided to capture him and wait for what to do.

After talking for a while, Goku and Vegeta, who had different views, quickly started fighting.

Goku, who has been trained by Aomori, has a real combat power value of 9000. After opening the Double Realm King Fist, he is just on par with Vegeta.

So you come and go, fighting extremely anxiously.

Standing below, Aomori watched the battle between the two with burning eyes, his heart was eager to try, he pondered for a few seconds, and then made a decision.

With an excited smile on his face, Aomori's figure flashed, and he came directly behind Vegeta, and blasted him away with a punch.

Wukong's face changed, and he said with some dissatisfaction, "Aomori, don't come here, this is a battle between me and him."

Before he finished speaking, Aomori rushed towards him, and a set of [Flowing Water Rock Breaking Fist] would hit the ground.

Piccolo and others who were watching were stunned.

"Hey, why are you fighting Goku? Our enemy is that guy right?!"

"Hmph, don't get me wrong, I never said I would only help you." Aomori showed a smile that was close to madness, stretched out an index finger and shook it, and said: "Too weak, no matter it is a Saiyan, You are still too weak. Just one of them can’t satisfy my desire at all. So, you go together. I will be your common enemy! Don’t try to keep your hands, otherwise, you will really die.”

"This guy, is he sick again?" Piccolo's face turned greener, and beads of sweat ooze from his forehead.

"Want to fight Uncle Aomori? Don't do this kind of thing!" Thinking of the painful memories before, Gohan couldn't help trembling.

"Is it that exaggerated? Wukong is so powerful, he should be able to win, right?" Kelin was flustered by their reaction.

"I don't know, we don't know how strong he is. We haven't seen him go all out, but I think it's not bad." Piccolo said in a deep voice.

"Then what should we do?"

"Run! Get out of here before he targets you!"

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"Aomori, are you serious? I actually want to fight you one-on-one." Wukong flew out of the big hole on the ground covering his face.

"Sorry, Wukong, you can't satisfy me by yourself now." Aomori slowly released his energy.

The heavy pressure fell on everyone present, and even the ground began to tremble.

"Really? I understand." Wukong's expression became serious.

Vegeta, who was blown away by Aomori, rushed back, and he was so angry that he even had blue veins on his forehead.

"You want to beat all of us?" Vegeta pointed his thumb towards himself and shouted angrily: "Don't put me in the ranks of trash, I'm a noble Saiyan prince!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and then his neck tightened, and his breathing suddenly stagnated.

"Oh, is it?" Aomori pinched Vegeta's neck with his iron-like palms, lifted it up, and said lightly: "But in my opinion, there is no obvious difference between you and them."

"But, evil!" Vegeta burst out with all his strength, and finally broke off one of Aomori's fingers, and at the same time bent his feet, kicking Aomori's face fiercely.

Aomori smiled, swung his arm and threw him out, just bumped into Wukong who was attacking, and the two crashed into the mountain wall together.

In less than a second, the mountain exploded, and the two rushed out at the same time.

"Kakarot, don't get in the way, just stay aside!"

"That can't be done. If you fall too early, I will have to fight him alone." Not to be outdone, Goku surpassed Vegeta and started a new round of fighting with Aomori first.

Vegeta stopped in the distance, showing a weird smile: "Hmph, do you think I will fight side by side with you? Idiot! You two disappear for me together."

He concentrated the energy of his whole body on his hands, and the dazzling purple light energy clusters surrounded his body, dyeing the sky on the other side purple.

Sensing Vegeta's intentions, Gohan yelled, "Papa, be careful!"

"This guy is really despicable!" Piccolo scolded angrily.

Without Gohan's reminder, Goku reacted to the violent fluctuation of qi, but before he had time to figure out how to deal with it, he was sent to the ground by Aomori's elbow.

"Tch, there is only one, then go to hell. Afterburner!" Vegeta pushed out his palm violently.

The surging energy immediately turned into a thick purple light wave, blasting towards Aomori.

"That's right, I'll accompany you!" Aomori smiled coldly, following Vegeta's example, and shot out an even bigger wave of white energy.

In the blink of an eye, the two light waves collided together, and the resulting hurricane swept the surrounding rocks into pieces.

Soon, the white energy wave suppressed the purple.

Facing the shadow of death, Vegeta's eyes widened in disbelief: "What?! This is impossible!"