Dragon Ball Saiyan Descends

"It seems that Wukong's current strength cannot be underestimated!"

Facing the afterimage on the ring, Tianjin Fan looked grave and whispered.

"Yeah! But so is Piccolo's strength! At present, it seems that the two are almost evenly matched."

Like Tianjin Fan, Klin and others also looked solemn.

After all, after a period of observation, everyone at this time could clearly see the current fighting state of Sun Wukong and Piccolo in the ring.

Although Klin Tianjinfan and others cannot see clearly with their current strength, the general battle can still be seen.

Looking at the arena where an afterimage appeared from time to time, followed by a violent collision, Yamcha also spoke at this time.

"Speaking of which, this should be the first time Goku has shown his full strength in front of our eyes."

Hearing this, everyone glanced at Yamcha and nodded at the same time.

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In the ring, as Sun Wukong and Piccolo fought again, the two finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Have a second chance!"

Looking at the unfazed Sun Wukong, Piccolo smiled, then glared suddenly, stretched out his arms, and instantly stretched out to grab him.

"!"

Sun Wukong looked solemn, but when faced with Piccolo's move, he had already been on guard and dodged with just one side of his body.

"drink!"

Sun Wukong, who dodged Piccolo's move, did not stop. He grabbed Piccolo's arm that was stretched out to his side, and then threw him into the sky with a sudden force.

"!"

Piccolo, who was thrown into the air, suddenly turned around and stabilized his body. However, before he could make the next move, Sun Wukong below swung out his right fist!A strong wave of air hit Piccolo in the face, causing him to lean back slightly and his consciousness became slightly blurred.

After looking at Piccolo who was hit by the shock wave, Sun Wukong didn't stop moving. He pushed his legs hard and rushed forward, preparing to give him another violent blow.

In mid-air, the moment when Sun Wukong was about to arrive in front of Piccolo.

Piccolo's body, which had been leaning backwards, suddenly straightened up, and at the same time he shouted loudly, stretched out his arms, and then a dazzling shock wave was emitted from his palms.

"!"

Because the distance was too close, Sun Wukong in front of Piccolo was hit by the shock wave in an instant, and was then knocked down.

"!not good!"

Below, everyone's expressions suddenly changed as they looked at Sun Wukong who was hit.

In mid-air, looking at Sun Wukong who was hit and knocked down, Piccolo did not stop. He only saw his other arm stretched out, and another shock wave came from his palm and hit Sun Wukong again.

"drink!!"

That's not all. As Sun Wukong was knocked down to the ring, Piccolo also took this opportunity to wave his hands non-stop. Suddenly, a series of Qigong waves were sent out from his hands one after another, hitting the people on the ring below. On Sun Wukong.

"boom!!"

With the continuous attacks, the ring at this time could not help but be hit along with Sun Wukong, and violent explosions were heard in an instant.

"what!!"

Accompanying the sound of the explosion were constant bursts of gravel. Looking at the bombarded ring and Sun Wukong, the host and the surrounding audience all squatted down in panic, holding their heads with their hands, trying to avoid it. Catching the flying debris.

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"This this……"

Soon as the attack stopped, the impact of gravel on the ring gradually subsided, so the host quickly climbed up from the ground, and then hurriedly looked at the ring.

However, the moment the host looked towards the ring, an unspeakable scene appeared.

At this time, a deep pothole appeared in the middle of the ring, and at this time, Sun Wukong's upper body clothes were damaged and he was lying motionless inside.

Of course, this is not the most surprising thing. The most important thing is that the ring around Sun Wukong has completely lost its original appearance. Within three meters around him, there are broken pieces of debris. The ring is no longer what it was before. The flat appearance.

"Fell...down!"

The host looked at Sun Wukong, who was lying motionless in the pothole, and couldn't help but said in horror.

"Sun, Sun Wukong player was actually knocked down..."

As he said that, the host looked panicked and hurriedly ran up, stretched out his finger and sniffed.

After the detection, the host gradually calmed down.

"Fortunately! There is no death."

This is not to blame for the host's worry. After all, the attack just now was too fierce. It can be said to be the strongest battle he has seen so far.

After all, the arena at this time is already in tatters. The arena is like this. As a person who was attacked, it is unimaginable how much damage he should bear at this time.

But fortunately, since no one died, the game must continue.

So, the host walked away and started the countdown to the outcome.

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