I Am A Saiyan

boom! !

Sun Wuming threw a backhand punch, and the defenseless Piccolo was hit in the stomach.

Piccolo kneeled on the ground covering his stomach on the spot, his eyes protruding and bloodshot... In the end, what happened? !

"If you want to fight, why are you full of flaws? I don't understand."

Sun Wuming shook his head, raised his foot and kicked hard.

boom! Piccolo flew obliquely into the sky, feeling the severe pain in his body, and finally reacted—could it be that this kid attacked? ! how is this possible!

Sun Wuming condensed light green gas bombs in his hands, and quickly threw them towards Piccolo, who was flying obliquely in the air. Every time a gas bomb was thrown, the next gas bomb would be condensed. Hit Bick in a row.

Boom boom boom boom! !

One after another gas bombs exploded, blasting Bick to further distances. The explosions quickly caused injuries and disintegrated the opponent's ability to resist.

"Fix you, bad guy!"

Sun Wuming raised his hands high and snorted lowly, his spirit compressing the qi released from his body, a light green qi bomb kept expanding, and in the blink of an eye it had grown to six meters in diameter.

Just use this and blow up the bad guy greenskin to ashes!

Liu Lidong pressed Sun Wuming's hand with a strange expression.

"Uh... Brother Wuming, don't worry about that person, that was deliberately brought by the gods."

"what?"

Sun Wuming dazedly threw the atmospheric bomb into the sky.

It exploded, and the air wave swept away the clouds, revealing the clear sky.

"The gods? Oh...the gods seem to be greenskins too?"

Sun Wuming scratched his head and wondered if he didn't understand, so he put the matter aside and continued to practice.

Chapter 88 Piccolo's Nightmare (Part 2)

Flying a long distance, Pic crashed into a forest, smashed a large branch, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Bruises all over the body, the pain is endless, these are nothing.

Piccolo's heart was battered.

I...I...I was defeated by Sun Wukong's son? I was defeated by Sun Wukong's son how old? !

The self who was bound to conquer the world was beaten like this by a child in an instant? !

Piccolo was lying on the ground unable to move, his face full of disbelief.

No, impossible! This is all because I underestimate the other party too much! It's all because of the weight I'm wearing!

My dignified Demon Bick, how can I be inferior to a child! !

Piccolo looked angrily...

Lie on the ground and wait for the injury to heal.

two hours later.

After recovering from the injury, Piccolo stood up and grabbed his cloak and hat with a full recovery.

Boom! Two depressions were smashed into the ground!

Piccolo rose into the air and quickly returned to Sun Wuming's resting place.

He slowly fell to the ground, raised his hand and rubbed his arm, and said with a sneer, "Little devil! I won't be careless this time! I, the second-generation demon king of Piccolo, will do my best to kill you!"

Sun Wuming temporarily stopped exercising, and looked at Piccolo with a little surprise: "Hey? Are you eating fairy beans?"

"It's not fairy beans! This is the physique of the demon race!"

Bick raised his hand and gave himself a thumbs up, and said proudly: "I can completely recover from the heavy injury and consumption to you humans, even if the arm is broken, the limbs can be regenerated! Kid, this time I will not Give you any chance!"

Hmm... I feel a little bit stronger, but it's just a little bit.

This guy just made a move just now, but no matter the distance of the attack, the timing of the shot, and the rhythm of the force, there are all kinds of problems.

"You are too weak, go practice and come back."

Sun Wuming felt that even if he had the triple lock qigong on his back, he would still be able to fight so that the opponent could not find the North, meaningless fights wasted time, and he could not gain any combat experience.

Piccolo was very angry: "Little devil! How dare you underestimate me?!"

At this time, Liu Lidong leaned into Sun Wuming's ear and whispered: "Brother Wuming, the other party's race is different, maybe he has some special strange skills."

Thinking that the other party actually recovered completely in two hours, Sun Wuming became interested.

"By the way, brother Wuming..."

Liu Lidong glanced at Piccolo, and said with a smile: "The **** said, beat him to half death, let him know what the sky is high and the earth is enough, don't beat him to death."

God? !

Piccolo frowned and controlled his anger very well. Now he can't see Sun Wuming as a child, but as a rival!

Of course, there is still confidence. A few years ago, I played on a par with Sun Wukong, but in the end, it was only one move. Can I still be hanged and beaten by Sun Wukong's son in a few years? joke!

Liu Lidong restored Sun Wuming's physical and mental strength, and stepped aside with a smile.

Sun Wuming frowned and stared at Piccolo.

"What's wrong? Kid."

Piccolo smiled and said, "I finally feel my powerful strength..."

"I feel like I can beat you with one hand or one foot—"

Sun Wuming was very distressed, so he asked the parties for their opinions: "Which hand or foot do you want me to use?"

Piccolo was furious, and threw his right arm forcefully, and it quickly and continuously extended. His arm was like a soft rope without bones. It quickly circled around Sun Wuming a few times between the stretches, and suddenly contracted and tightly restrained Sun Wuming's upper body and arms. .

"Wow!"

Sun Wuming said in surprise: "Sure enough, you have some strange and interesting moves."

"And more fun! Kid!"

Piccolo sneered, his outstretched arm suddenly retracted, and he dragged Sun Wuming towards him. He clenched his fist with his left hand, and prepared to punch this hateful kid in the face!

Snapped!

The arm suddenly felt a burning sting, and the fist that was punched was interfered by the external force, and it slanted to the side and failed to hit the target.

Piccolo took a closer look, and the brown-black tail behind the kid was wriggling in front of him.

"Ah, use the tail against you."

On Sun Wuming's contemplative face, a look of sudden realization passed by.

The bent tail suddenly stabbed—

boom!

There was a dull pain in the chest, a stabbing pain, and a heart-piercing pain!

Piccolo hurriedly tried to dodge and defend, but the long tail was extremely agile, and the attack action was short, fast, and extremely powerful!

Snapped! The arm barely blocked the tail's swipe, and there was no time to change the action. The tail quickly wrapped around Piccolo's left arm and tightened, and the powerful force squeezed the muscles down, and the extra tail twisted the tip of the tail.

Sun Wuming laughed excitedly and said, "My tail is very strong."

The middle of the tail wrapped around Piccolo's left arm, and the tip of the tail quickly attacked, poking on Piccolo's body.

Bang bang bang bang bang! !

"Uhhhhhhh-!!"

Piccolo couldn't help crying out in pain, and hurriedly threw Sun Wuming away with a flick of his right arm, and his outstretched right arm instantly returned to its original state.

This guy... is really terrifyingly strong!

"It's useless to distance yourself, are you ready?"

Sun Wuming clasped his hands, his tail twisted in front of him, and a little light green qi overflowed. These qi quickly condensed into a pile of small marble-like bullets surrounding the tail.

Damn it! Just try that one!

Piccolo put the index finger and **** of his left hand together and pressed it between his eyebrows. He stared at Sun Wuming's movements and said loudly: "Little devil! I have a trick! If you block it, I will lose!"

The tail turned in circles, driving a bunch of stingy bombs around, Sun Wuming glanced at it with interest, and said: "You are condensing the qi into a point, and constantly increasing the strength... This kind of move should have a strong penetrating destructive power. Bar?"

Cold sweat broke out on Piccolo's forehead, this kid... how could he have such a keen sense of qi? !

He sneered and said excitedly, "Do you dare to take it?"

"Why don't you dare? I want to see what's special about your moves."

Sun Wuming flicked his tail, and more than a dozen marbles flew out, blowing a large rock next to him to pieces.

Liu Lidong suddenly said loudly with a smile: "Brother Wuming! Since the other party is going to make a trick, you also prepare a trick and fight each other. That's fair, isn't it?"

Piccolo's cheeks twitched, talkative guy!

"Yeah, this is only fair - let me see, gather gas, compress volume, increase activity..."

Sun Wuming raised his tail suddenly and pointed at Piccolo, he said with great interest: "My tail is very flexible, and the perception and flow of qi is very sensitive - using your thinking, I will try what kind of attack I can launch. "

Om-!

A light green light suddenly lit up on the tip of the tail, and the light continued to be restrained and deepened, and the color became heavier and darker.

"Speaking of which, the three states of qi, qi bomb, qi wave and qi line... The composition of light seems to be to compress the volume, increase the rate of fire and the destructive power to the point. The advantage of this is that the shot is faster, and it avoids qi It's slow..."

Sun Wuming muttered, and said with great interest: "Your move seems very interesting. It combines the advantages of lines and the characteristics of waves at the same time, but it also causes the problem of long gas gathering time and the need to concentrate and control... …”

Piccolo didn't fully understand it, but he basically understood the meaning, and his eyes jumped: "You little brat... Who the **** are you?!"

"I won't use the same moves as you."

The light green light gathered on Sun Wuming's tail suddenly came out and turned into a dark green gas bullet in front of the tip of the tail.

Piccolo sneered in his heart, the speed of this spherical air bomb is slow, and its concentrated destructive power is not strong, and his own trick can completely penetrate it in an instant!

"Come on, kid!"

Piccolo's fingers left his forehead, and a yellow light flashed on it. He laughed wildly: "I will notify Sun Wukong and let him find Dragon Ball to bring you back to life, hahaha!!"

"Magic Light Killing Cannon!!"

A strange qigong wave with a diameter of less than ten centimeters shot out in a continuous spiral.

The dark green sphere in front of the tip of Sun Wuming's tail suddenly disintegrated into small balls, followed by the dark green rays of ray Bick.

"What kind of light is that?"

The dark green light that galloped out had an oval shape at the top. The dozen or so dark green light rays did not collide with the Moguguang Cannon, but passed by and flew towards the stunned Piccolo at a faster speed, like a piece of dark green. Meteor shower.

The magic penetration light cannon is indeed very creative, its speed is faster than qigong waves, and its penetrating lethality is stronger than that of light, but on the other hand...

This move is slower than light, and has a smaller impact area than qigong waves, and it doesn't have the continuous killing effect of qigong waves.

Not to mention, Sun Wuming is stronger than him now, in every aspect.

Puff puff puff-! !

More than a dozen dark green rays of light penetrated Piccolo's limbs, hitting the mountain wall behind and blasting apart.

Piccolo's arm that shot the magic light cannon was pierced by a precise dark green light from the back of his hand and shot from his shoulder. The severe pain and injury interfered with his movements.

When the arm is tilted, the magic bullet cannon, which needs a certain amount of time to continuously supply gas, can't help but tilt, rubbing Sun Wuming, and into a small hill in the distance. After losing its driving force, it suddenly exploded, and the hill was blown into pieces.

"No, it's impossible...it's impossible..."

Piccolo's arms were wounded and drooped, his feet trembling to support his body, watching this scene in astonishment.

I, the trick I used to defeat Sun Wukong...

"Your trick is quite interesting."

Sun Wuming flicked his tail at will, and a light green gas bomb was thrown out, hitting Piccolo and exploding.

Piccolo flew upside down and smashed it on the stone, leaving him in a half-dead state. Judging from his trance-like expression, perhaps the mental damage was a little bigger.

Before Sun Wuming could give his battle remarks, Piccolo suddenly rose into the air and ran into the distance at a high speed with some embarrassment.