Dragon Ball Super Universe

Chapter 20 Fighting Flicka

"Snapped"

A tail smashed the floor directly, splashing some gravel.

"Stinky monkey, this is my strongest form. I haven't been in this form for a long time since I joined the Patrolman of Time and Space."

Flicka said lightly, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at the pickup in front of him who was burning with red flames and ready to fight at any time.

"I'll go, Flicka's combat power has directly increased to 180 million..."

"So powerful, can that Pika be a Saiyan win?"

"He will definitely be defeated by Flicka..."

The audience in the audience talked a lot.

"Who loses and who wins is still uncertain!" Pickup said, feeling the powerful aura emanating from Flicka.

"Who loses who wins? Haha, you are so funny, do you really think that you can win me with your current combat power? You are a scumbag!" Flicka laughed out loud.

"Without further ado!"

After finishing speaking, Pika rushed towards Flicka, and quickly punched Flicka. Flicka just stretched out a finger and easily received Pickup's fierce attack.

How can it be!

Pickup thought that the speed of punching was getting faster and faster, and the energy in his body was getting higher and higher, and the Kaiwang Fist was slowly rising from seven times to eight times or even ten times.

Pickup became more and more courageous as he fought. From the beginning, Flika easily received his fist with one finger, but slowly used one palm, and finally used both hands.

Why is this stinky monkey getting stronger and stronger?After Flicka received Pica's punch, he pierced the slightly pierced right shoulder again with one finger.

If you stand behind Pickup you can see a hole the size of a baby's fist just over Pickup's right shoulder.

"what!!"

Pickup hugged his shoulders and screamed in pain. The severe pain made Pickup dizzy and crumbling.

Flicka's body shot at Pika like an arrow off the string, and punched Pika in the face, laughing at the same time.

"Smelly monkey, aren't you pretending? Why don't you pretend, keep pretending!"

"Stinky monkey, I see you have a hole on the right side, it looks asymmetrical? How about this, let me help you..."

After Flicka finished speaking, a cloud of purple light condensed on the index finger, shooting towards Pika's left shoulder, and another bloody hole the same size as the right shoulder appeared on the left shoulder.

"what!!"

Pika's hands drooped weakly, and the blood flowing from the hole flowed down his arms towards the floor.

A large mouthful of blood also spewed out of the mouth, the blood-red liquid was in stark contrast to the pale face.

Pickup's body was staggering, his head lowered slowly, and he might pass out at any time.

"Hmph, the weak are the weak!" Flicka said coldly, crossing his arms and looking contemptuously at Pika whose hands were dripping with blood.

Just when the referee was about to check whether the pickup was really unconscious.

"Who do you say is weak!" Pika said coldly with his head down, his voice seemed devoid of emotion, like a dead soul coming from hell.

After Pika finished speaking, he raised his head, revealing a gray face, red eyes, and a weird smile at the corner of his mouth, which made people look extremely evil.

Pickup slowly walked towards Flika, and with every step, blue flames floated out of his body and floated into the sky.

"What's going on? On the combat power tester, this pickup has no combat power! It shouldn't be? Even a newborn baby has a combat power index!!" The spectator holding a computer and recording all the matches of the World's No. [-] Budokai , stood up holding the computer and exclaimed.

"Pretentious!" Flika shot towards the pickup and punched the pickup.

When the fist was about to hit Pika's face, Pika looked up at Flicka, and Flicka immediately retracted his hand, flipped back in the air and landed on the ground.

This... Impossible, how could I, Flicka, be afraid of such a crippled waste?Flicka thought unwillingly with cold sweat running down his face.

"Ah! Go to hell with me!!" Flicka fired hundreds of qigong projectiles at Pickup.

"Humph!"

Pickup snorted coldly, and a circle of blue energy surged out of his body, detonating the qigong bomb fired by Flicka.

A sentence came out of Pika's pale lips: "Do you know what... despair?"

After finishing speaking, a figure appeared behind Flicka, with streaks of blue arrogance on his feet stepping towards Flicka's back.

boom--

Stomped Flicka into the floor.

"Ah, Hundan!" Flika sank into the floor and tried to stand up with his hands, but he couldn't move at all because of the pinch of the pickup.

"Uh, huh... just now, the combat power of the pickup has directly exceeded 200 million, and now it has returned to zero. What's going on?" The audience stared at the computer, and quickly waved their hands on the keyboard.

Pickup's body shook suddenly, and just as the pickup was shaking, Flika escaped directly from under Pickup's feet.

"Huhu..." Flicka panted heavily, and there was a footprint stuck in the back about a centimeter behind him.

The originally few blue flames on Pickup's body gradually shrank, and the frequency of body shaking gradually increased.

Covering the pickup directly on his forehead with one hand, he stared at Flika blankly, and stretched out one hand.

A huge blue shock wave shot out from Pika's hand and shot towards Flicka with its long tail.

What!Flicka was shocked, he felt that he couldn't move at all, he could only watch the qigong wave shoot at him.

Just when this qigong wave was only one centimeter away from Flicka's face, the entire qigong wave dissipated and disappeared on the competition stage.

"Hehe, it looks like it's not going to work..." After speaking, Pickup fell straight on the competition ring and passed out.

ten days later.

"Hmm...it's the ceiling again, really!" Pickup said helplessly, looking at the ceiling in front of him when he woke up.

"Hey, you're awake! How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?" the Namekian doctor asked.

"It's okay, but I'm powerless!"

"Hmm... There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" the Namekian said unscrupulously while holding the report form.

"Bad news!"

"Oh, most people listen to the good news first."

Hehe, if you have a bunch of unscrupulous friends, you will definitely hear the bad news first.Pickup thought silently with his face sideways.

"The bad news is that you don't know what method you used. Your lifespan has been greatly shortened, and you only have ten years left! The good news is that both you and Brian are in a coma and cannot participate in the third place competition. The audience voted You have been selected as the third runner-up, how is it? The good news is not bad!" The Namekian said lightly, without any joy in his tone.

"What? I only have ten years left to live? How is this possible?" Pika looked suspiciously at the Namekian doctor.

"Yes, you have ten years left to live. Don't you remember the match between you and Flicka?"

"I only know that I passed out due to excessive blood loss, and I don't know anything else."

"Look at this first..."

The Namekian doctor turned on the virtual projection in the hospital, playing a video of the pickup suppressing Flicka...

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