Dragon Ball Super Grandmaster

Chapter 135 New Life
"Stupid, why did you come running here by yourself!" Boulma roared, "You don't want to leave quickly, you are really stupid."

"Don't move!" Big Devil Piccolo pointed at Sun Wukong, and a ball of light appeared on his finger, "Stay away from me, retreat a hundred feet away, or Sun Wukong will die."

Monkey King stopped and said with a faint smile: "Do you think you can kill Monkey King with me?"

"You can try..." Big Demon King Piccolo was furious, and was about to emit rays.

"Okay, I'll back up..." Sun Wuben backed away slowly.

"Hahahaha, very good, very good..." Piccolo looked at Sun Wuben retreating a hundred feet away, and then proudly pointed his finger at Sun Wuben, "Sun Wuben, should I say you are smart or stupid? You are so self-righteous, but if you are not so stupid, how can you be played by me, the big devil, in the palm of your hand when you are clearly in a good situation, now you can die!" A ray shot directly at Sun Wuben.

"Wu Ben!"

"Sun Wuben!"

One by one screamed out.Lan Qi even yelled, "Hurry up and hide!"

But Sun Wuben didn't move at all, instead he smiled and let the rays hit his chest.

"boom!"

A ball of light exploded and disappeared in a flash, only to see Sun Wuben's body falling down like a kite with a broken string.

"It's over!"

"Sun Wuben is dead!" Bu Ma, Tianjin Fan, Ya Mu Cha, and Lan Qi looked sadly.Sun Wukong lowered his head and let out an angry low growl like a wounded beast: "Damn it, Piccolo, you should die!"

"Hahahaha..." Big Devil Piccolo trembled with excitement, "I, Big Devil Piccolo, had the last laugh, Sun Wuben died, and now it's your turn, Monkey King, but Monkey King, I still have to thank you, if it weren't for you, I have already died in the hands of Sun Wuben...huh?"

Piccolo suddenly felt something was wrong.

A wisp of light smoke appeared in front of Piccolo, and then freezes. It was a tall figure, grinning at Piccolo.

Looking at the familiar black hair and black eyes, and the handsome and sunny smile.

"Sun..." Piccolo was about to kill Lan Qi in his hand and Yamcha under his feet with all his strength, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, the hand holding Lan Qi, and the foot stepping on Yamcha also felt pain , The strength of the whole body is rapidly disappearing.

"What's the matter?" Big Devil Piccolo looked at his chest with wide eyes, there was a huge hole there, and then he looked at the hand that grabbed Lan Qi, it was broken, and then he looked at the foot, it was also broken.

"How did this happen? How did he get here?"

Piccolo fell to the ground, and the pain overwhelmed him like a tsunami.

"Why bother?" Sun Wuben hugged Lan Qi and dragged Yamucha to Tianjin Fan.

"Sun Wuben, I'm sorry, are you alright?" Lan Qilian asked anxiously, her eyes looked at Sun Wuben's chest, her hands also reached over, as if she wanted to touch but dared not, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

"Bick's blow was not even enough to tickle me. I was just teasing him. I didn't expect him to be so stupid that he was really fooled. Such a person still wants to be a big devil." Sun Wuben said repeatedly, Looking at Lan Qi tenderly, "I surprised you."

"Really, this is great." Lan Qi blushed.

Sun Wuben put her down and looked at Boulma again: "Boulma, where is my mother?"

"Here, you are a real person. I was shocked just now. I really thought you were dead, and the tears came down. You are too bad, and you have earned my Miss Boomer's tears for nothing. Tell me, How do you pay me?" Boulma took out a box from her body in surprise and joy, took out a universal capsule from it, and handed it to Sun Wuben, "Auntie is in it, and I, Booma, specially made this universal capsule for her. You You have to thank me very much.”

"Do you still need to say these nasty things between me?" Sun Wuben took the universal capsule. The mother's medical cabin was not equipped with a universal capsule device. After all, Sun Wuben thought it was unnecessary and left his mother at home to hire a servant. It is better for people to take care of the mother than to take care of themselves, so the medical cabin has not been updated. .

"That's true, but you have to express it!" Boulma said with a smile.

"Okay, Buma, don't embarrass Sun Wuben." Yamucha said with some taste, and then said to Sun Wuben, "Sun Wuben, thank you very much!"

"You're welcome." Sun Wuben nodded, and walked to Sun Wukong, "I'll give you another fairy bean, but you can't use it to save Piccolo, otherwise, I really don't care." Sun Wukong stuffed a fairy bean into his hand.

"Sun Wuben, thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, I would have almost... But your strength seems to have improved again. You just came here from so far... I didn't even react, it was like You just appeared out of thin air." Sun Wukong said in amazement, his eyes were full of war, and he obviously wanted to have a hearty fight with Monkey King.

"I have improved a little bit, but the main reason is that it is too dark, and you have not mastered the use of energy to view the world, so it is easy to fail to respond to a martial arts master like me." Sun Wuben explained, Sun Wuben's current martial arts realm is one of the Gao, there is almost no extra movement in every move, so even if you move at supersonic speed, there will be no extra sound, just like the sound, when it suddenly comes to you, when you can't see it, how can you react?
Facing such a master of martial arts, if one does not master the ability of breath perception, it is easy to be taken advantage of by the enemy.This is why Sun Wukong must master the sense of breath after he arrives at the temple, and all z fighters must cultivate the ability of sense of breath in the later stage.

"Using Qi to see the world?"

Sun Wukong looked at Sun Wuben suspiciously: "Then how should we watch it?"

"To put it simply, it is to use your own qi to feel the qi of others. When you go to Kalin Tower, I think the Immortal Kalin will teach you. Well, hurry up and eat the fairy beans. If it doesn't work, give it to Piccolo again." Great Demon King?" Sun Wuben laughed, it's not that he didn't want to teach Sun Wukong how to practice martial arts, it's just that since Bobo and God can do it for him, Sun Wuben didn't want to waste time, because it took a lot of time for Sun Wukong to learn this in the temple. long time.

Sun Wukong smiled shyly, and squeezed the fairy beans in his hand: "I won't give it to that scoundrel again."

"Tianjin Fan, come and play with me when you have time." Sun Wuben nodded to Tianjin Fan again, and flew directly into the sky.

Tianjin Fan has complicated eyes.

"Wait, I will definitely catch up with you." Tianjin Fan whispered in his heart.

"Everyone, there will be a time later." There was only a few voices, and Sun Wu himself had disappeared.

"Oops." Bulma clapped his hands suddenly, "I forgot to ask him how he played the world disappeared a few days ago, forget it, anyway, it's thanks to him this time." On the ground, it looks like the great devil Piccolo who is in great pain. "This... Monkey King, Piccolo doesn't seem to be dead yet?" Bulma hid behind Monkey King.

Sun Wukong put the fairy beans into his mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them. Immediately, the wound on his thigh healed, and his physical fatigue disappeared. Sun Wukong looked at Piccolo and clenched his fists, but he In this way, he couldn't kill the dying Piccolo.

What no one noticed was that the big devil Piccolo was lying on the ground and was raising his neck, pretending to spit out a huge round egg.

In the distant sky, a breath of life appeared in Sun Wuben's mind.

"Unexpectedly, the Great Demon King Piccolo gave birth to Piccolo II." Sun Wuben sighed in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. Piccolo II was not as bad as the Great Demon King Piccolo, or he was just bleached Piccolo, who looks fierce, is actually very cute. What's more, in terms of potential, Piccolo will never be Monkey King's opponent. Even Monkey King can't threaten him, and Monkey King doesn't even care.

"Although Piccolo's potential is not as good as that of a Saiyan like Sun Wukong, he is only a little bit worse than a Saiyan. Do you want to accept him as a disciple?" Sun Wuben narrowed his eyes, and finally gave up this exciting idea.

"Let him develop, so as not to make the plot too complicated." Sun Wuben is also helpless, after all, he is different from Sun Wukong, his physical blood is too poor, and he doesn't have enough time to practice. Naturally, the less trouble the better.

On the ground, Piccolo pressed the giant egg into the soil.

"My child, the child who inherits all my vitality, you will fulfill my wish!" Piccolo made the last telepathic call to the dome, and then he looked angrily at Monkey King, Tianjin Fan and others.

"Haha, hahaha... I, the Great Demon King Piccolo, died at the hands of stupid humans, and I was defeated without any power to fight back..." The Great Demon King Piccolo was angry, especially since he still didn't know what Sun Wuben used. Several strengths are used to deal with him.

"Ridiculous..."

Piccolo's last trace of strength disappeared, and at the same time his vitality really came to an end.

"he died!"

"After receiving such a heavy blow from Sun Wuben, he lost his heart. It is a miracle that he can survive until now, but it is finally over!"

"Don't be careless!" A huge ball of light appeared between Tianjin Fan's fingers, shooting at the corpse of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

"Top!" Piccolo's head disappeared immediately, Tianjin Fan made two more holes in a row, destroying Piccolo's body badly, and then blasted a pothole, leaving Piccolo's remaining body behind. The countless corpses were thrown in and buried with earth.

Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief, and asked him to attack the powerless Piccolo, which really made Monkey King a little bit unable to do so.

"Let's go!" An orange plane rose into the night sky and disappeared.

"Ka~" There was a soft sound, a small green hand stretched out from the soil, layers of soil were broken, and a little kid with a tiger head and a tiger brain, wearing a blue suit, with the word "magic" printed on his chest crawled out. .

"Three years later, I will defeat Monkey King at the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament." The little boy looked at the direction where the yellow plane was leaving and clenched his fists. "Father, I will definitely work hard to complete the task of defeating Monkey King."

Piccolo turned around and flew away in another direction. At the same time, Sun Wuben also dialed Ami's phone and told her that the big devil Piccolo was dead.

In Ginkgo Village, there is a large-screen TV on the square in front of Sun Wuliu Dojo.

"The one who fought against Piccolo is definitely that kid Goben!"

"100% is him, but now there is no result..."

The villagers of the entire Ginkgo Village gathered in front of the square to watch the TV, waiting for the latest news from Piccolo. During the daytime news broadcast, Piccolo killed a [-] artillery troops and was killed by two martial artists. One of the martial arts masters failed, but the other one kept fighting with him.

Although the name of the martial artist who intercepted Piccolo was never mentioned in the broadcast screen, both Tianjin Fan and Sun Wuben's appearance were shown, especially Tianjin Fan. After a while, the camera focused on him.

Tianjin Fan, a member of the three-eyed tribe, once worshiped under Sun Wuben and followed Sun Wuben to learn art. Naturally, all the villagers in Ginkgo Village knew him.

As for Sun Wuben, although the whole shot only shows his image a few times, the villagers can recognize him, not to mention his appearance, but the clothes Sun Wuben is wearing today are exactly the same as the person in the shot.

Therefore, all the villagers of Yindu Village are absolutely sure that the one who is fighting the big devil Piccolo is the pride of their own village, Sun Wuben.

"We must win!"

"I will definitely win, that kid Wuben will definitely win!" All the villagers were very nervous, and suddenly the host on the TV screen received a note, he glanced at it, and then became excited.

"Great, people all over the world, I want to tell you a piece of great news. We just got the correct information. The big devil Piccolo has been wiped out, and he has been killed by that one who looks very similar to the song god Sun Wuben." The hero was killed..." The host's excited voice sounded.

All the ginkgo villagers in front of the TV were excited.

"Great!"

"We won! Piccolo is eliminated!"

"I knew it, I knew that Wuben would not let us down..." Some villagers were so excited that they shed tears on the spot.

At the gate of the West City, the capital of the West, the super large TV screen that usually plays huge commercials at this time also had the excited voice of the host: "Big Devil Piccolo was wiped out by our hero, and the world will return to peace..."

"Sun Wuben actually won." Dr. Brive dropped the cigarette from his mouth, and then he screamed and jumped like a child, "Boomah's mother, Sun Wuben used the gravity chamber I made for him Only then did he develop the martial arts to defeat Piccolo."

"Yeah, he is a handsome guy that my Boulma loves and hates, and Boulma has a good eye..." Mrs. Breaves hugged her husband and said excitedly, "Big Devil Piccolo is dead, we can go back I’m home now, so I don’t have to worry about whether I’m going to escape from the Western Capital.”

"Let's go home..." Dr. Breaves turned the plane around and drove towards home.

In the key class of the North Capital, all the students did not attend class, but watched TV, and when they saw the host announcing victory, they all shouted wildly.

"We won, we don't have to live in fear. Our senior Sun Wuben helped us defeat the Yamo. Senior Sun Wuben is worthy of being our classmate. Even if he drops out of school and turns to martial arts, he is still extremely powerful..."

In a yard.

"Father, mother, look, Wuben has won!"

Gao Yaqing cheered, her eyes filled with tears—"Wu Ben, it's great that you won!"

……

At this moment, in the whole world, countless people who saw the news of Piccolo's elimination on TV were screaming and celebrating, and countless streets that had been dead were brightly lit again and became lively.

(End of this chapter)