Dragon Ball: Counterattack Yamucha

Chapter 87
Tianjin Fan looked at the deep hole in the arena, feeling agitated for no reason.

He knew very well that this level of attack would not cause Piccolo to be seriously injured.

Sure enough, a figure suddenly jumped up from the arena.

Piccolo was disgraced by Tianjin Fan, and even the cloak on his body became extremely dilapidated.

"I underestimated you a bit."

Piccolo's face became gloomy, he stretched out three fingers and whispered:

"Hehe, let me tell you that I only used less than [-]% of my strength just now!"

Before the words fell, Tianjin Fan's eyes showed shock.

He murmured in disbelief, "It's only [-]%?"

so horrible.

Suddenly, a deep powerlessness swept over his body.

"Hehe, I'll kill you in a minute!"

Piccolo grinned and said disdainfully.

"what?"

At that time, Tianjin Fan was irritated by Piccolo's arrogance.

He frowned, feeling extremely upset in his heart.

It was the first time for him to be so underestimated.

The arrogance and dignity in Tianjin Fan's heart made him hold his head up at this moment.

"Don't talk big, I really want to see it!"

Tianjin Fan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice word by word.

"Oh? Pretty arrogant."

Piccolo's eyes suddenly became cold, like the cold wind in the extremely cold tundra.

"Pick got serious."

Wukong said solemnly.

Yamucha nodded in agreement.

Sure enough, as they expected, Piccolo's speed soared again.

Whoosh!
"Disappeared!"

Kelin and Teacher Wutian were astonished, they couldn't see Piccolo's high-speed movement.

"Oh my god! Even a god like me can't keep up with his speed!"

The god also said in horror.

Tianjin Fan on the ring stared blankly, he was surprised to find that Piccolo had disappeared.

"What about people?"

Before the doubts in my heart disappeared, I heard Wukong in the background shouting:
"Behind!"

Oops!

Tianjin Fan suddenly realized, and his thoughts changed like lightning.

That's too late!

Tianjin Fan already felt that there was a creepy creature behind him.

Dangerous!
Tianjin Fan's whole body was frantically calling the police.

Dodge!

Dodge!

Dodge!

puff--!
Suddenly, an arm penetrated Tianjin's rice and body.

"Tsk tsk, it's really annoying, it's this trick again."

Piccolo appeared behind Tianjin Fan like a ghost.

But what is surprising is that Tianjin rice and afterimages of the body began to slowly dissipate.

Piccolo raised his head, looking towards the sky with cold eyes, full of disgust, and his tone was extremely displeased.

He seems to have suffered from this trick many times.

"It's the Afterimage Fist! The Tianjin Fan player used the Afterimage Fist and successfully evaded the attack of the Demon Boy!"

The narrator looked at the figure in the sky with a very happy tone.

Just now he was sweating for Tianjin Fan.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm!
If someone from the Martial Arts Association dies, then things will become a big deal!
"Pick's move just now..."

Wukong frowned in surprise and said:
"No way, even the breath is gone."

After all, Wukong looked towards Yamcha.

He seemed to have seen Yamcha use this trick before, when he snatched the pottery bottle from Piccolo.

That move is what Yamcha called 'It's as fast as the wind'.

Even Yamcha didn't expect that Piccolo could comprehend it in such a short time.

"Excellent, I only used it once in front of him, and he can learn it."

Yamcha also had to admire Piccolo's talent.

"Hu-hu!"

Cold sweat flowed down Tianjin Fan's forehead.

Fortunately, he used the afterimage punch to dodge, otherwise Piccolo's punch just now would have been enough to injure the unsuspecting self.

Tianjin Fan wanted to fight back, he looked at the ring on the ground.

First of all, the qigong cannon was rejected. Although it was very powerful, Piccolo would definitely be able to dodge it with the speed he showed just now.

"Looks like there's no hope for the final.

I know I can't beat you, but I can't just lose to you like this! "

Tianjin Fan murmured:
"You can only use that trick."

Thinking of this, Tianjin Fan's eyes changed instantly.

call out!
He fell quickly, approaching the ring.

Kelin was a little puzzled when he saw Tianjin Fan coming down from the sky:

"What does he want to do? The ground is definitely not Piccolo's opponent. If Tianjin Fan uses Qigong cannon..."

Kelin's voice stopped abruptly, and he suddenly remembered Piccolo's unbelievable speed just now.

Yeah, Piccolo will dodge.

bang.

Tianjin rice fell to the ground slowly, and he looked at the person who had killed him, and many thoughts arose in his heart.

Mottled, disorganized.

What am I fighting him for?

Am I trying to kill him?

No, I'm a martial artist, killing people in competitions is what I despise the most.

revenge?

But I am still alive.

So what am I doing now?
For a while, Tianjin Fan fell into a more and more confused situation.

"That's it, break the confusion and start Tianjin Fan again."

Feeling the struggle in Tianjin Fan's heart, Yamucha whispered to himself.

Kelin's lack of self-confidence, Yamucha's own sense of identity, Jiaozi's fragile will, and now Tianjin Fan's confusion.

These are obstacles that hinder their growth.

Yamcha has worked so hard to solve these unnecessary obsessions.

As for Wukong, he hasn't grown to the point where he has obsession.

If so, it might be a long wait, maybe the day he meets Gillian.

"Are you surprised by that move just now?"

Piccolo twitched the corners of his mouth, and he teased:
"This is what your companions taught me!"

Piccolo folded his arms and squinted in the direction of Yamcha, which was self-evident.

Tianjin Fan didn't answer immediately, he was immersed in his own world.

After a long period of heart-searching, he finally understood. Before playing, Yamcha said a word to himself:

It is a very stupid behavior to paint the ground as a prison, and everyone takes a different path.

"It's really surprising, but for me, none of this makes sense."

Tianjin Fan's eyes became unsteady, and the strength in his heart began to emerge more and more.

"I am no longer confused."

Yamcha, you are right, everyone's road is different, but everyone's road leads to the same goal!
A smile appeared on Tianjin Fan's face again, and his fighting spirit began to gradually increase.

"Pick, let me show you my last resort."

Tianjin Fan said softly.

Immediately, Tianjin Fan spread his fingers, and slowly pushed his arms to the sides.

Suddenly.

One Tianjin rice becomes two, separated from the body.

The two Tianjin fans were separated again and became four Tianjin fans.

It's as if the multiplication magic has been activated, and the magic is abnormal.

"Huh huh huh!??"

"???"

"???"

Immediately, question marks popped up on the heads of Piccolo and the audience.

"This is called four-body boxing."

Seeing Piccolo so surprised, Tianjin Fan explained.

On the other side, Wukong showed a strange look on his face,
Unexpectedly, in addition to Yamu tea, Tianjin Fan also created a unique move.

He knew very well that it was no ordinary avatar.

"Isn't this Yamcha's avatar technique?"

Clint said strangely.

"It's not the same, my avatar is formed with Qi and can collapse in the air.

But Tianjin Fan and the avatar should be real clones, this is a life split from his body in the true sense. "

Fearing that Kelin would not understand, Yamucha added:
"Just like Tenshin and Piccolo, except they share the same mind."

The four-body boxing in the original work finally appeared, but there seems to be some discrepancies.

Yamucha feels that the breath of these four Tianjin fans has not decreased. Does this mean that Tianjin fans have already optimized the shortcomings of the four-body boxing?
"..."

After seeing this scene, Piccolo was silent for a while, then said:

"This is your hole card, it looks childish and rough."

Piccolo hit Tianjin Fan mercilessly.

But Tianjin Fan was not angry, the four of them smiled and said at the same time:

"Hehe, maybe, I just want to have a good fight."

The four Tianjin fans put on different postures, and they said in unison:
"Come on, bastard."

Hearing Tianjin Fan's provocation, Piccolo raised his eyebrows very displeased.

Immediately sneered:
"Scum, I'll kill you."

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