Dragon Ball Saiyan Descends

"What, how about it! Piccolo! I'll take your trick next!"

On the side, Sun Wukong continued.

As Sun Wukong's voice fell, Piccolo looked at him again.

Even so, Piccolo has been a little broken after experiencing all this. At present, even his determination to continue fighting has somewhat dissipated.

"What's wrong! Don't you want me to feel despair!"

Seeing Piccolo losing his will to fight, Sun Wukong's face darkened, and then he said coldly.

"You bastard!"

Hearing Sun Wukong's taunting voice, Piccolo's mind was instantly filled with anger.

"Only you! Only you, this guy, is unforgivable!"

Although he said that, Piccolo's movements were slowly retreating behind him.

"Humph!"

Seeing this situation, Sun Wukong raised the corner of his mouth and then sneered.

"As expected! That blow just now used up all your strength!"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong clenched his right fist and declared victory.

"I won this game!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong began to charge up his arms and began to build up strength!

On the other side, after hearing Sun Wukong's words, Klin and others all showed awkward smiles and joked.

"That guy Wukong, how long has it been since he was still arguing about the outcome!?"

……

Unlike Krillin and others, Piccolo's face was full of fear.

"Wait! What, what are you going to do!?"

Seeing Sun Wukong's movements, Piccolo took a few steps back in panic and asked quickly.

Unfortunately, Sun Wukong ignored him at this time and rushed over in just a moment.

Looking at Sun Wukong who was attacking, Piccolo wanted to fight back, but his strength was too much, so before he could prepare for protection, he was punched in the face by Sun Wukong.

"drink!"

Sun Wukong didn't stop after hitting Piccolo, and then another elbow hit his shoulder.

So under a series of attacks, Piccolo was beaten without any room to fight back.

As the final blow hit Piccolo in the abdomen, paralyzing him and falling to the ground, Sun Wukong jumped back a few steps, then soared into the air.

"Turtle...pai...qi...gong! Drink!!"

With a roar, Sun Wukong floating in mid-air combined his hands and aimed the air wave at Piccolo below, and bombarded him!

"boom!!"

Accompanied by a violent roar, Piccolo, who had lost most of his strength, was hit as expected and was immediately enveloped by a huge air wave.

"what!!"

Along with Piccolo's screams, everyone felt a white light in front of their eyes, and then everyone squatted on the ground and dodged away.

"Yue, is it over!?"

Gradually as the white light disappeared, Klin and others slowly recovered and hurriedly looked towards the ring.

As he looked around, smiles finally appeared on everyone's faces.

"Down!"

I saw in front of me that Sun Wukong had fallen onto the ring, and in front of him, there was a deep hole, in which Piccolo was lying on his back.

At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Klin and others, and shouted.

"Referee, please come here and count the seconds!"

"Hey!?"

"it is good!"

Hearing this, the host was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up and ran over.

"Wukong really treats this battle as a competition!"

Seeing the scene where the winner was decided, everyone at this time also had the leisure to talk.

……

At the same time, the host came to the side of the pothole, looked at Piccolo inside, and said tremblingly.

"He... shouldn't be dead, right? Did you kill him?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong looked serious and said calmly.

"This guy won't die so easily!"

"Indeed it is!"

After receiving Sun Wukong's words, the old god suddenly stood up and said solemnly.

"After all, the best proof is that I didn't die!"

"Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, Piccolo is still lingering on..."

Hearing this, the host didn't quite understand some things, but judging from the situation, Piccolo was probably not dead yet.

That being the case...

Thinking of this, the host stopped delving into it and turned his head to look at Piccolo.

"Then I'll start counting!"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"..."

As the host counted down, everyone began to count, and finally with the last second, the host announced excitedly.

"One!! It's over! The winner of this game is Sun Wukong!"

"Great!!"

Following the announcement of his supporters, Sun Wukong excitedly waved his hands and was about to say something to the people in front of him.

Suddenly, at this moment, before everyone could react, especially Sun Wukong, a fast and precise air wave instantly emitted from the ground, penetrating Sun Wukong's chest...

*

*

*