Dragon Ball: Counterattack Yamucha

Chapter 73 Piccolo's Minor Changes (3700 words)
Great power!

Extremely fast!

This was Piccolo's evaluation of Yamucha Qigong Dan, and the seriousness in his eyes became stronger.

"Humph"

Piccolo slowly raised his arms and pressed them towards the ground.

Boom--!
A huge roar sounded, and Piccolo released a strong breath from his palms to destroy the ground, leaving a messy and scorched rolling land in the cone-shaped area.

At the same time, Yamcha had appeared in the mid-air behind Piccolo.

"Tsk!"

Piccolo rolled his eyes and already knew the location of Yamcha.

The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he hummed in a low voice.

"It's quite fast!"

moment.

Piccolo turned his head and opened his mouth, releasing a burst of light.

For a moment, the strong wind was blowing, and its power was unparalleled.

call--!
Sudden urgency, such a quick attack made Yamcha unable to dodge, so he had to shield Piccolo's attack with his arms and luck.

"hey-hey."

The corner of Piccolo's mouth twitched slightly, he stepped forward and said:

"Is it surprising? I know you can play tricks, and I have noticed you a long time ago."

He had to guard against the fight between Yamcha and Old Bick before. If that kind of strange move is used properly, it will bring a lot of pressure to him.

"call!"

Yamucha's exercise uniform was completely destroyed, revealing the weight-bearing clothing worn inside.

He fell slowly from the sky.

Originally, he wanted to use qigong bombs to attract Piccolo's attention, but he didn't expect Piccolo to make the first move, so he had to move at a high speed to distance himself.

But Piccolo guessed his position, and reacted so quickly to pursue him, which surprised him very much.

There was seriousness in Yamcha's eyes, he seemed to underestimate Piccolo.

The person in front of him is Piccolo, not a small character!

He tilted his neck, shook off the discomfort just now, and then repositioned himself.

"Oh?"

Piccolo would naturally not refuse.

Yamcha in front of him is one of the few people who can fight against him.

If there is his enemy in this world, besides that Monkey King, the other is this guy in front of him.

Although Piccolo is a little arrogant, he is not arrogant.

He deeply understood how strong the guy in front of him was.

Gradually, Piccolo's aura also became steady.

A slight illusion emerged in Piccolo's mind, that is, Yamcha didn't use all his strength just now.

Show me what you guys are capable of!
The air became silent, and the breathing of the two was long and steady.

At this moment, the eyes were silent.

Suddenly, Piccolo's expression changed.

Whoosh!
He saw Yamcha move!

quickly!

Unbelievable!
Just when Piccolo was frightened and angry at his speed, Yamcha had already stepped in front of Piccolo.

Whoosh——!
The sound of breaking wind and impact sounded at the same time.

Yamcha's heavy punch was received by Piccolo, but the strength from the limb shocked Piccolo.

His heart was filled with disbelief.

how come? !

It's not at the same level as just now!
Did he actually hide so much strength? !

Piccolo gritted his teeth secretly.

The two began to fight again, from air combat to ground combat.

This time, Yamcha really had the upper hand, his fists and feet were constantly pouring towards Piccolo, with flexible and hearty connections.

Piccolo was only able to parry, the more he fought, the more surprised he became.

Yamcha's offense is assisted by fists, mainly moving, and more feints.

The offense mainly focuses on legwork. Although the frequency is very low, the tricky attack timing can often put oneself in danger.

It was as if he was creating an opportunity for himself to step into his encirclement.

This intention was obvious to Piccolo.

In this way, he can only be led by the nose by Yamcha's style of play.

If you don't leave the battlefield, you will be promoted layer by layer, and eventually you will be caught in Yamcha's storm combo.

Piccolo blocked Yamcha's fist with both arms, and he stared at Yamcha's head and shouted:

"There are so many tricks!"

Piccolo raised his legs and knees sharply, interrupting Yamcha's combo.

Immediately afterwards, he punched and elbowed Yamcha continuously, knocking Yamcha into the air.

Boom—boom—boom!

During the bumpy ride on the ground, Yamucha adjusted his body in time.

Immediately, he propped up his arms and kept away from Piccolo in continuous tumbling.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and thought to himself:

Piccolo's strength is far stronger than that of Tianjin Fan, the attack just now made me feel so painful!
Yamcha's body has been greatly improved during the long-term tempering, and coupled with the steel and iron frame passive, it can have double defense.

It was only in the time room that he figured out that defense is also a very important attribute in Dragon Ball.

That means that you can withstand the opponent's multiple blows, as long as you don't fall down and lose your fighting power, the chance of death will decrease accordingly.

Just like the famous saying: DPS only when you live!

Yamucha clenched his fists slightly.

He can't kill Piccolo now, nor can he lose to Piccolo.

Then use that trick!

Yamucha had made up his mind and was thinking of attacking.

Suddenly.

An afterimage flashed in front of my eyes, and there was loud drinking in the air.

"what!"

Piccolo was already sprinting forward.

In an instant, an elbow hit Yamcha.

The corners of his mouth cracked, and he gasped for cold air while covering his cheeks.

"Hehe, you can still be distracted during the battle, are you underestimating me?"

Piccolo had a mocking look on his face.

Yamcha's expression remained unchanged.

It's useless to say more, he just needs to respond with offense.

Immediately, he suddenly sprinted with explosive steps, waving his arms continuously.

Bang Bang Bang!
Seeing that Yamcha's attack was swift and fierce, Piccolo fought back not to be outdone.

The sound of the fighting was extremely loud, and the attack of you coming and going brought a strong wind, and the sand and gravel on the ground were lifted.

The trick is the key, you block me.

The fight between the two lasted for a long time, as if they had a tacit understanding, they abandoned the moves of Qigong Bo, and completely used moves and physical collisions to confront each other.

After a long period of stalemate, the breathing of both of them became disordered, and their physical strength also showed astonishing consumption.

Piccolo dodged Yamcha's heavy legs, found the gap and punched him in the chest.

Immediately afterwards, it is necessary to step forward for a quick attack.

Yamcha immediately counterattacked, shrunk down to the ground, and kicked out with both legs.

boom!
Piccolo was knocked into the air, but he didn't panic, he turned around and went out.

Raising his hand, he blasted a powerful qigong bomb at Yamcha.

call out!
The qigong bullet with a diameter of about half a meter galloped towards it at a very high speed.

"Drink!"

Yamucha's eyes were condensed, and with all his strength, he clasped his hands and hammered the qigong bomb back hard.

Boom!
The qigong bomb was hit back by Yamcha, roaring and sprinting towards Piccolo!
Seeing this scene, Piccolo exclaimed in surprise:

"what?!"

The speed of that qigong bomb was three points faster than before.

Piccolo's pupils shrank sharply, he didn't expect that the qigong bullet used to kill Yamcha would become his own life-threatening charm!
In the blink of an eye, he dodged to the limit, but he was still a step short.

Boom-!
The fiery qigong bomb hit Piccolo's arm, and a blazing light burst out in the air.

A heart-piercing pain hit Piccolo's mind.

His expression was sullen, and he let out a strong and unwilling roar:
"what--!!"

Piccolo had a hysterical look on his face, and sweat dripped unconsciously on his forehead.

His left arm was trembling and shrunk a lot due to the blast.

His mood at the moment was like a cannon barrel exploding, extremely embarrassing and anxious.

He was actually broken by a human arm!
What a shame!
"I am going to kill you!"

Piccolo's anger rose from his heart, and evil came to his guts.

With a plop, the broken arm grew out again.

Suddenly, Piccolo shot fury in his eyes.

The arms stretched wildly!

In an instant, one was caught off guard.

He grabbed Yamcha's neck.

Yamcha's neck was tightly grasped, and he glared.

Staring at Piccolo's hysterical face.

The frightening face showed a mania that had nowhere to rest, coupled with his own sense of suffocation, this made Yamcha's mood even heavier.

This is no joke.

It will really kill people!

Whoosh!
Piccolo pulled Yamcha to his side in an instant, and punched him head-on.

Boom!
Piccolo slammed Yamcha's neck hard, spurting blood!

The severe pain stimulated Yamcha's bloodiness, so he would not be caught without a fight.

His eyes instantly turned dark.

Snapped!
Suddenly, Yamcha charged up and kicked Piccolo's chin.

Taking this opportunity to get rid of Piccolo's control, Yamcha turned around and slammed into Piccolo with his elbow.

Boom!
Yamcha grinned, and hit Piccolo hard on the head with his arm.

Let him fly out sideways and roll on the ground non-stop, setting off thick smoke.

Yamcha finds pleasure in the thrilling and desperate struggle.

Piccolo!

Really strong enough!
Looking at Piccolo who got up from a distance, his mouth grew wide.

The gums that showed from anger were exposed to the air.

call!call!call!
His physical strength also dropped a lot.

Big drops of sweat fell from Yamucha's forehead, soaking through her hair and training clothes.

It's time to tell the winner.

Yamcha kept in mind the idea that Piccolo must not be killed, and the god would die too.

He wants Piccolo to remember well.

Remember today's battle.

Remember there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.

"I must kill you!!!"

Piccolo jumped up in rage.

The anger and murderous aura in his eyes were sharp, and he rushed towards Yamcha like a ghost.

Staring at the rapidly approaching Piccolo, Yamcha's eyes froze.

It's now!

Thoughts flow--

Suddenly, Yamcha's body started to move.

At this moment, his strength has been fully increased!
That was a speed far exceeding that of Piccolo, just like a fleeting moment.

"what?!"

Surprise and disbelief flashed in Piccolo's eyes.

That guy actually has such a fast speed?

How did he do that?
Impressively, at this moment, a broken skill fragment flashed in Yamcha's eyes.

Lightning Dance!

Continuously use heavy legs with ultra-high-speed movement that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

boom--

Yamcha's figure flashed past, and he could only vaguely see him raising his leg and hitting the sky bomb.

Suddenly, Piccolo suffered a heavy blow to his chest, and the powerful impact sent him flying into the sky.

hateful!

when? !

Even Piccolo couldn't notice it, and was flustered.

Almost at the same moment, Yamcha's figure came into the air.

Like an ax or a sickle, heavy legs fell down.

Boom-!
Continuous high-speed movement and non-stop collision made Piccolo's body draw a lightning bolt in the air.

last blow!
Yamcha threw his leg horizontally and kicked Piccolo hard.

"Turtle Pie."

Immediately afterwards, subconsciously, he wanted to use Kamehae Qigong to pursue him.

Suddenly, Yamcha felt that Piccolo's breath became weaker.

Only then did he stop his movements, and walked up to Piccolo after a short breath.

The two of them were equally unsightly, blood flowed profusely on their faces, and bruises, swelling and pain spread all over their bodies.

Piccolo's other eye was closed tightly, which was where Yamcha almost smashed it.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I, the big devil Piccolo, actually... actually!"

Piccolo lay on the ground, panting heavily, he was exhausted.

"Sun Wukong is stronger than me."

Yamcha wasn't much better, and his cheeks and eye sockets were also swollen.

Arms and legs were trembling uncontrollably, this time the battle was the most extreme and cruel.

He stared at the mighty Piccolo, and said in a hurried voice:
"If you only have this level, you are not Wukong's opponent at all."

"Oh! Really! Huhuha! Interesting!"

Hearing this sentence, Piccolo suddenly became excited, and laughed hoarsely:
"Why, you won't kill me?!"

"I just came here to remind you that Wukong will also participate in the martial arts meeting in two years' time."

After Yamucha finished speaking, he turned and left without any extra thoughts.

"Huh—arrogant guy!"

Piccolo stared at the distant figure in surprise, and the qi secretly gathered in his palm dissipated.

he murmured.

"I'll kill you both at the Budokai!"

Yamcha was sore all over, and flew slowly in the air.

The fairy beans on his body have been used up when he played against Antuen, and now he can only go to Immortal Kalin.

"what?"

Immortal Kalin applied herbal medicine to Yamucha, and it was shocked.

"Pick isn't dead yet?"

It turns out that Piccolo left behind a clone, it seems that things won't end in such a mess.

Immortal Karin quickly understood what had happened.

"You can kill him obviously, why keep his life?"

Kalin Immortal asked.

"When Piccolo dies, the gods die too."

Immortal Karin was shocked for a long time before he recovered.

It turned out to be the case.

Piccolo and Tenjin are actually in a symbiotic relationship!

(End of this chapter)