Becoming a Legend from Dragon Ball

The capital of the kingdom has become a mess after the destruction caused by the Big Devil Piccolo.

On the city roads, vehicles are crowded together, like a long queue with no end in sight. Countless quarrels, whistles, curses, and cries are mixed together, making it very noisy.

Supermarkets, jewelry stores, banks... and even official institutions have been attacked by criminals. Gunshots are everywhere, and people fleeing can be seen everywhere. In the face of disaster, the ugly side of human nature has been fully revealed.

And the initiator of all this, the Great Demon King Piccolo, was floating above the city, laughing wildly, "What a beautiful scene, this is what this world should be like."

"You must be the Great Demon King Piccolo." A slightly immature, but very loud voice sounded in the ears of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

Sun Wukong rode a somersault cloud and came to the front of the Big Demon King Piccolo.

"A human martial artist?" Big Devil Piccolo took a look at Sun Wukong. He was a young human boy, but when he felt the strong and pure aura in Sun Wukong's body, his face became gloomy. He hated this aura.

And Sun Wukong also felt the evil and cold aura of Demon King Piccolo, which made him very uncomfortable.

After the two faced off in the air for a while, the more they looked at each other, the more they disliked each other, and they didn't say much. The battle was about to break out.

The two fought back and forth in the air, but Sun Wukong was not used to aerial combat and was soon shot down to the ground.

Demon King Piccolo took advantage of the victory and came to the ground to fight Sun Wukong again.

The battle was very fierce. High-rise buildings collapsed during the battle between the two. Countless Qigong waves rippled around, huge fireballs rose up, and soon most of the capital was turned into ruins.

In such a dangerous situation, several war reporters took great risks to explain the battle live to people around the world.

All over the world, in the streets and alleys, everyone stopped what they were doing and watched the battle on the screen.

People who originally knew little about martial arts began to get excited after witnessing this battle with their own eyes. They held their breath and concentrated for fear of missing any wonderful shot.

"It's so exciting. Is this a martial artist?"

"Wow, that shiny thing is so powerful, even stronger than a missile."

"Idiot, that's the qigong wave of martial arts masters." Some people who had watched the competition at the martial arts conference straightened their backs and looked proud.

"Hey, isn't that the champion of the martial arts tournament, Sun Wukong?"

"Wow wow wow, it's really Sun Wukong."

"Come on, Sun Wukong! Come on! Defeat the Big Devil Piccolo."

There were also some sharp-eyed people who recognized Sun Wukong's identity and screamed with excitement, cheering for him.

The battle on the screen is getting more and more intense and has reached a fever pitch.

Although Sun Wukong did not drink the super divine water like in the original work, his strength is not weak, even slightly stronger than the Big Devil Piccolo.

Soon the scale of victory has tilted towards Sun Wukong.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two demon warriors wanted to get involved, but they were all solved by Sun Wukong with one punch. Obviously, this level of fighting was not something that little shrimps like them could participate in.

In the end, Big Devil Piccolo was knocked to the ground.

However, Saiyans always have a habit of being wild.

Facing Demon King Piccolo's pleading, Sun Wukong hesitated.

But precisely because of his hesitation at this moment, the Big Devil Piccolo seized this opportunity and let out a verbal cannon that penetrated his chest, and the situation was completely reversed.

As a result, Sun Wukong was ravaged by the Big Demon King Piccolo and was in great pain.

Waves of painful wails resounded throughout the world.

"Hahaha, human boy, I have to praise you. You are the strongest human being I have ever seen. Even the old man who sealed me many years ago is not as strong as you. But everything is over!"

Demon King Piccolo looked at Sun Wukong who was being stepped on, and opened his mouth with a crazy smile. He enjoyed the pleasure of torturing a strong man, and then a dangerous light condensed on his fingertips, aiming at Sun Wukong.

"Don't worry, I will ask all the martial arts masters on the earth to accompany you. You will not be alone, hahaha..."

High in the sky, a figure floated there quietly, watching all this silently.

Seeing this dramatic scene, Su Luo sighed slightly, wondering why Sun Wukong couldn't change his carelessness.

Do Saiyans just like to be wild by nature?

After sighing slightly, Su Luo disappeared into the sky, and the next moment he appeared in front of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

With just a simple wave of his hand, Demon King Piccolo fell to his knees as if he had been hit hard, and blood continued to flow from his mouth.

"You...who are you?" After suffering heavy injuries, the eyes of the Big Devil Piccolo were filled with disbelief. Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, he felt that for some reason, he seemed to be in front of this young man. I don't even have the courage to take action.

"Su Luo...brother...you're here...ha...cough...cough..."

Sun Wukong raised his head with difficulty, looked at the familiar man in front of him, and grinned, but the next moment there was a violent coughing of blood.

Su Luo didn't say anything, squatted down, took out a fairy bean and fed it to him.

Sun Wukong chewed it slightly and then swallowed it. The moment the fairy bean was swallowed, it turned into pure life energy, and the next moment, he recovered.

Moreover, Sun Wukong found that his strength had actually improved a lot.

"Brother Su Luo, thank you." Sun Wukong thanked Su Luo.

Su Luo waved his hand, and then looked at Demon King Piccolo.

At this time, Demon King Piccolo's spirit was a little broken. A powerful human suddenly appeared. Why didn't the kid who he had tried so hard to cripple recover after eating an inexplicable bean?

"It's impossible, it's impossible, it's all fake."

At this moment, Big Devil Piccolo felt that the world was deeply malicious to him.

Regardless of what Demon King Piccolo was thinking, Su Luoke directly kicked him into the sky, and then sent out a golden energy wave, opening a large hole in his chest.

Feeling that his life was passing by quickly, Demon King Piccolo laughed miserably, his face became extremely ferocious, and then he spit out a white egg from his mouth and spit it out into the distance.

"Child, remember to avenge your father, so that the bad name of Demon King Piccolo can once again be heard in the world."

With a violent explosion, Demon King Piccolo turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

Su Luo looked at the sky, taking in all this scene, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Sun Wukong looked at Su Luo's back, a little stunned. As his strength continued to improve, he could feel that Su Luo's strength was unfathomable.

The scene of Piccolo's defeat was also spread to all corners of the world. People all over the world burst into cheers of surprise, "Great, Piccolo is dead and the world is saved."

People who have experienced ups and downs have all fallen into the joy of seeing hope after despair. The two martial arts masters who saved the world are deeply imprinted in people's minds at this moment and cannot be removed.

At this time, there was a roar of airplanes in the sky, and Guixianren and his group arrived belatedly...

"Your friends are here." Su Luo said with a smile.

"Hey, everyone is here too? Hahaha." Sun Wukong looked up and saw Kame Sennin, Klin and others waving and cheering at him. Apparently they also knew the news that the Big Demon King Piccolo had been defeated.

Sun Wukong also waved to them and responded happily.

"By the way, Brother Su Luo..."

Sun Wukong wanted to say something more, but found that Su Luo had already disappeared from the place, as if he had never appeared.