SWNOVELXO Dragon Ball Romance
Chapter 474 "Heaven and Earth Penetrating Waves"
Chapter 474 "Heaven and Earth Penetrating Waves"
An astonishing white light erupted from the arena of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association, as well as a violent whirlwind!
——Although, this level of momentum eruption is not a rare thing in this martial arts meeting... But No. 17, who was leisurely bearing this momentum at close range, was quite surprised, He looked at Piccolo, who had taken off his white cloak, and after blatantly releasing his breath, the muscles of this genius dragon's whole body swelled several levels, stretching his sleeveless black military uniform so tightly that it almost tore.
Sun Wukong said: "The strength of Piccolo has also improved a lot!"
Both Tianjin Fan and Le Ping swallowed their saliva with difficulty, staring in horror at Piccolo, who had temporarily subsided on the ring, with condensed white gas flames all over his body, accompanied by snakes and lightning.
"Huh!" Piccolo's breath reached its peak, and he opened his mouth to spew out a cloud of hot air.
Unexpectedly, even this piccolo... Just as No. 17 was thinking so, the piccolo in front of him suddenly disappeared, and suddenly moved to his side, and a roundabout elbow that could blow up the huge moon hit him hard. The back of No. 17's head.
Boom!Under the loud noise, it is very doubtful whether this will kill No. 17.
Piccolo didn't stop, taking advantage of No. 17 being beaten stiff, he chased bunts continuously, his fists and feet turned into afterimages of lightning and flint, and beat No. 17's body violently in a few breaths, even if it was a The iron man made of superalloy will also be crushed by such an offensive.
Le Ping, who was watching the battle, saw that the android No. 17, who almost killed himself after one or two blows, was unable to fight back under Piccolo's hands, and he was in a complicated mood for a while.
On the other side, No. 18, who was watching the game, was expressionless, not worried about the safety of his twin brother at all.
On the ring stage, Piccolo let out a wild roar, raised his iron knee, rolled up Qigong as fierce as a dragon, and blasted No. 17 into the sky like a rag.
shhhhhhhhhh!
Dozens of qigong missiles chased after them on the ring, wrapping No. 17 in mid-air like a rainstorm, and then under Piccolo's palm-holding action, all swallows flew towards No. 17 like a nest, ranking No. [-] in the world. A ball of brilliant fireworks exploded over the Budokai.
"Huh...huh..."
On the ring, Piccolo put down his hand, and only then took a slight breath.As Master said, he couldn't perceive the power of this artificial human at all, so he concentrated all his firepower as soon as he came up, and didn't intend to give this artificial human a chance to fight back.
but……
When the smoke and dust cleared in mid-air, No. 17 was completely fine except for some damaged clothes. He even thought about what he had just thought leisurely: Unexpectedly, even this piccolo was very different from what No. 0 guy said. different!Then, as if he came back to his senses, he smiled at the startled Piccolo on the ring below, "Ah, have you already started attacking?"
With one hand on his hips, he brushed off the dust from the torn clothes on his shoulders with the other, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
Sun Wukong and Bardock and his son looked up, their expressions a little dignified.
Wang Chao was thoughtful, and suddenly looked at another artificial man who was leaning against the wall somewhere outside the field and watching the battle leisurely——No. 18.
"If you are tired, then I will work hard and let the game end."
No. 17 in the air said with a smile, and pointed towards the piccolo below. Suddenly, the world was dark, and a ray of light came from the sky, leaving an afterimage that slowly dissipated in the eyes of everyone watching the battle.There was only a finger-sized hole in the ring at Piccolo's feet emitting green smoke, and a severed arm fell off the ground next to it. The referee screamed in shock, and screams echoed in the auditorium.
Pa-ta, pa-ta, purple blood was still dripping from the severed arm, but Piccolo let out a soft drink, "Clatter", accompanied by an inexplicable liquid, a brand new arm spurted from the severed arm.
No. 17 in the air let out a "heh" when he saw this, and seemed not surprised by Piccolo's ability.
Then, he tapped down twenty times in a row.
Shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...... twenty rays of light fell almost at the same time. Turning into a Super Saiyan and concentrating on it, I'm afraid... If you can survive healthy, it will be very amazing!
Soon there were more Piccolo stumps on the ring, but soon a torrent of qigong shot up from the ring, drowning number 17 who was pointing at random in the sky.
Piccolo was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. At the same time, he gave a soft drink and grew back all the broken limbs. Almost his whole body was covered with special liquid, which dripped all over the ground and spread to his back. . "Ah, after recovering limbs so many times, your spirit has dropped a lot!" No. 17 said with a smile behind Piccolo.
Piccolo narrowed his eyes and pupils, turned around and punched No. 17 in the face, but it hit with a bang, No. 17 did not dodge, let the fist fall on his face, and smiled peacefully: "And maybe you should know , My strength is actually inexhaustible..." The implication is that if you fight him in this kind of ring battle, even if you are evenly matched, you will be exhausted by him, let alone Piccolo and him are not evenly matched.
Unexpectedly, Piccolo suddenly smiled, and No. 17 suddenly saw his other hand caressing his chest. In an instant, No. 17 felt that Piccolo's aura in front of him had returned to its peak!
"What a coincidence!"
The fist that Piccolo pressed on No. 17's face spewed out a force that surpassed the peak. It seemed that it had been accumulated for a long time when it was pressed on No. 17's face. With one punch, No. 17 flew out, drawing a bloodstain in the air.The genius Dragon Clan finished speaking coldly: "My strength is also inexhaustible!"
Kelin yelled: "It can still be like this!"
Vegeta clenched his fists secretly, his face was not very good-looking, and he has the ability to heal wounds like fairy beans. Is this still a person? !
Only at this moment did No. 18 show a slight look of surprise. No. 17 was beaten to the ground, grabbed the corner of the ring with one hand and stood upside down, dexterously turned over and jumped back to the ring, he wiped off a strand of nosebleed expressionlessly, looked at it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly smiled at Piccolo: "I'm really good!" I never thought that you would hurt me!"
Piccolo said coldly: "I didn't expect that, you're pretty good at it."
The strength of the artificial human No. 17 in front of him is obviously far beyond the strength of the so-called Super Saiyan level that his master reminded him before.If it is an ordinary Super Saiyan level of strength, it is impossible to continue standing in front of Piccolo in a sound manner.
"Don't do this!" No. 17 joked, "You are a human, and I am an artificial human. Look, I am more human than you, so I have more potential, isn't it reasonable?"
He was smiling, but Piccolo felt that this guy's eyes were cold, but he couldn't feel the power of the man-made man at all. The other party was like a pile of machines and a cloud of air, but Piccolo suddenly felt the alarm bell in his heart, and then it was between the chest and abdomen. A pain!
puff!
There was a splash of purple blood on the ring, causing an uproar in the audience.
The referee yelled in alarm, and at some point in the ring, No. 17 had jumped in front of Piccolo, and punched the latter through the chest and abdomen indifferently.
(End of this chapter)
An astonishing white light erupted from the arena of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association, as well as a violent whirlwind!
——Although, this level of momentum eruption is not a rare thing in this martial arts meeting... But No. 17, who was leisurely bearing this momentum at close range, was quite surprised, He looked at Piccolo, who had taken off his white cloak, and after blatantly releasing his breath, the muscles of this genius dragon's whole body swelled several levels, stretching his sleeveless black military uniform so tightly that it almost tore.
Sun Wukong said: "The strength of Piccolo has also improved a lot!"
Both Tianjin Fan and Le Ping swallowed their saliva with difficulty, staring in horror at Piccolo, who had temporarily subsided on the ring, with condensed white gas flames all over his body, accompanied by snakes and lightning.
"Huh!" Piccolo's breath reached its peak, and he opened his mouth to spew out a cloud of hot air.
Unexpectedly, even this piccolo... Just as No. 17 was thinking so, the piccolo in front of him suddenly disappeared, and suddenly moved to his side, and a roundabout elbow that could blow up the huge moon hit him hard. The back of No. 17's head.
Boom!Under the loud noise, it is very doubtful whether this will kill No. 17.
Piccolo didn't stop, taking advantage of No. 17 being beaten stiff, he chased bunts continuously, his fists and feet turned into afterimages of lightning and flint, and beat No. 17's body violently in a few breaths, even if it was a The iron man made of superalloy will also be crushed by such an offensive.
Le Ping, who was watching the battle, saw that the android No. 17, who almost killed himself after one or two blows, was unable to fight back under Piccolo's hands, and he was in a complicated mood for a while.
On the other side, No. 18, who was watching the game, was expressionless, not worried about the safety of his twin brother at all.
On the ring stage, Piccolo let out a wild roar, raised his iron knee, rolled up Qigong as fierce as a dragon, and blasted No. 17 into the sky like a rag.
shhhhhhhhhh!
Dozens of qigong missiles chased after them on the ring, wrapping No. 17 in mid-air like a rainstorm, and then under Piccolo's palm-holding action, all swallows flew towards No. 17 like a nest, ranking No. [-] in the world. A ball of brilliant fireworks exploded over the Budokai.
"Huh...huh..."
On the ring, Piccolo put down his hand, and only then took a slight breath.As Master said, he couldn't perceive the power of this artificial human at all, so he concentrated all his firepower as soon as he came up, and didn't intend to give this artificial human a chance to fight back.
but……
When the smoke and dust cleared in mid-air, No. 17 was completely fine except for some damaged clothes. He even thought about what he had just thought leisurely: Unexpectedly, even this piccolo was very different from what No. 0 guy said. different!Then, as if he came back to his senses, he smiled at the startled Piccolo on the ring below, "Ah, have you already started attacking?"
With one hand on his hips, he brushed off the dust from the torn clothes on his shoulders with the other, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
Sun Wukong and Bardock and his son looked up, their expressions a little dignified.
Wang Chao was thoughtful, and suddenly looked at another artificial man who was leaning against the wall somewhere outside the field and watching the battle leisurely——No. 18.
"If you are tired, then I will work hard and let the game end."
No. 17 in the air said with a smile, and pointed towards the piccolo below. Suddenly, the world was dark, and a ray of light came from the sky, leaving an afterimage that slowly dissipated in the eyes of everyone watching the battle.There was only a finger-sized hole in the ring at Piccolo's feet emitting green smoke, and a severed arm fell off the ground next to it. The referee screamed in shock, and screams echoed in the auditorium.
Pa-ta, pa-ta, purple blood was still dripping from the severed arm, but Piccolo let out a soft drink, "Clatter", accompanied by an inexplicable liquid, a brand new arm spurted from the severed arm.
No. 17 in the air let out a "heh" when he saw this, and seemed not surprised by Piccolo's ability.
Then, he tapped down twenty times in a row.
Shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...... twenty rays of light fell almost at the same time. Turning into a Super Saiyan and concentrating on it, I'm afraid... If you can survive healthy, it will be very amazing!
Soon there were more Piccolo stumps on the ring, but soon a torrent of qigong shot up from the ring, drowning number 17 who was pointing at random in the sky.
Piccolo was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. At the same time, he gave a soft drink and grew back all the broken limbs. Almost his whole body was covered with special liquid, which dripped all over the ground and spread to his back. . "Ah, after recovering limbs so many times, your spirit has dropped a lot!" No. 17 said with a smile behind Piccolo.
Piccolo narrowed his eyes and pupils, turned around and punched No. 17 in the face, but it hit with a bang, No. 17 did not dodge, let the fist fall on his face, and smiled peacefully: "And maybe you should know , My strength is actually inexhaustible..." The implication is that if you fight him in this kind of ring battle, even if you are evenly matched, you will be exhausted by him, let alone Piccolo and him are not evenly matched.
Unexpectedly, Piccolo suddenly smiled, and No. 17 suddenly saw his other hand caressing his chest. In an instant, No. 17 felt that Piccolo's aura in front of him had returned to its peak!
"What a coincidence!"
The fist that Piccolo pressed on No. 17's face spewed out a force that surpassed the peak. It seemed that it had been accumulated for a long time when it was pressed on No. 17's face. With one punch, No. 17 flew out, drawing a bloodstain in the air.The genius Dragon Clan finished speaking coldly: "My strength is also inexhaustible!"
Kelin yelled: "It can still be like this!"
Vegeta clenched his fists secretly, his face was not very good-looking, and he has the ability to heal wounds like fairy beans. Is this still a person? !
Only at this moment did No. 18 show a slight look of surprise. No. 17 was beaten to the ground, grabbed the corner of the ring with one hand and stood upside down, dexterously turned over and jumped back to the ring, he wiped off a strand of nosebleed expressionlessly, looked at it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly smiled at Piccolo: "I'm really good!" I never thought that you would hurt me!"
Piccolo said coldly: "I didn't expect that, you're pretty good at it."
The strength of the artificial human No. 17 in front of him is obviously far beyond the strength of the so-called Super Saiyan level that his master reminded him before.If it is an ordinary Super Saiyan level of strength, it is impossible to continue standing in front of Piccolo in a sound manner.
"Don't do this!" No. 17 joked, "You are a human, and I am an artificial human. Look, I am more human than you, so I have more potential, isn't it reasonable?"
He was smiling, but Piccolo felt that this guy's eyes were cold, but he couldn't feel the power of the man-made man at all. The other party was like a pile of machines and a cloud of air, but Piccolo suddenly felt the alarm bell in his heart, and then it was between the chest and abdomen. A pain!
puff!
There was a splash of purple blood on the ring, causing an uproar in the audience.
The referee yelled in alarm, and at some point in the ring, No. 17 had jumped in front of Piccolo, and punched the latter through the chest and abdomen indifferently.
(End of this chapter)
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