Rebirth of the Seven Dragon Balls I just Want to Live Forever

Turtle Immortal looked at the moon, lowered his head, and said heartbrokenly:

"After waiting for so long, he still hasn't come back. This means that Wukong may be too."

Bulma asked Turtle Immortal hesitantly:

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I'm afraid Goku won't come back alive."

Bulma said angrily:

"What are you talking about? Wukong is so strong, how could you do this?"

"That's right! Wukong will not die so easily."

Kame Sennin looked at the people who loudly refuted him.

"Huh? I hope so too. Anyway, let's go inside the house first."

Ponzi was still confused.

‘Here, why did Sun Wukong die? He dies, who can take back the dragon ball and revive him? What's going on? Isn't he the best in the world next term? I also fought Piccolo later. ’

Ponzi was still hesitating whether he should go and take a look.

As soon as Oolong finished saying that if the Great Demon King Piccolo was going to kill people one by one based on the Budokai's list, it had nothing to do with him, he was yelled at by Bulma.

"Asshole, what nonsense are you talking about? If he rules the world, he won't be able to live as easily as he does now."

Turtle Immortal was also worried and said:

"Yes, for the Great Demon King Piccolo, ruling the world is an easy task. For that guy, the only pleasure is to slowly kill a person alive."

After Danbalin returned to King Pilaf's airship, he handed the Dragon Ball to King Piccolo.

Piccolo the Great Demon King looked at the dragon ball in his hand.

"This is the Dragon Ball?"

Danbalin immediately answered and glanced at the Pilaf trio:

"Yes, the Dragon Ball is indeed at the location these people said it was."

Pilaf spoke tremblingly:

"Right! Right! That's it. What I said is right!"

Piccolo the Great Demon King brought the dragon ball in front of him, thoughtfully, as if he was questioning the three of Pilaf.

"As long as I gather seven of these beads, I can gain eternal youth and life."

Pilaf immediately flattered him;

"Yes, of course,"

"At that time, my body will regain its previous overwhelming strength."

"And your masculine charm will also be greatly enhanced. Your Majesty."

"Um?"

The three Pilafs were frightened by the cold snort of Piccolo Demon King:

"Your Majesty, your charm has always been very strong."

Danbalin handed over a pile of paper in his hand:

"Here is the list of attendees of the World's No. 1 Budokai in the past ten years, because by coincidence, Longzhu is also in that martial arts venue."

A satisfied smile formed on the corner of Piccolo's mouth:

"Very well, put the list on the wall."

Danbalin then began to paste them in one by one.

Pilaf and the other three went to help post it like a fool.

Danbalin posted to Klin's photo:

"Is this guy considered very powerful among them?"

"You know him?"

"No?"

After speaking, Danbalin directly crumpled Klin's photo into a ball.

"There is no need to post this one because he was killed by me conveniently."

At this time Xiao Wu exclaimed:

"King Pilaf, look at this man."

What appeared was a picture of Sun Wukong.

"This guy turned out to be the runner-up in two martial arts tournaments."

After Danbalin saw it, he said bluntly:

"There is no need to post that guy, he has been killed by me!"

Pilaf looked at Danbalin in disbelief.

"This, this, this."

"You can't be wrong. That guy was so weak that I took care of him in just a few clicks."

Pilaf was so frightened that he huddled up in a ball.

"That brat is the runner-up?"

"Lord Demon King, there are no decent martial arts masters in the world now."

After Piccolo heard this, he smiled happily:

"This is good news, but just in case, it's better to kill them one by one. I don't want to be locked in the rice cooker again."

"Everyone who wants to resist me will be destroyed."

"Then, find all seven dragon balls, and then prepare to conquer the world."

"Go, Danbalin, go and kill all the martial arts masters, no one can be left behind."

"Yes, the Great Demon King."

Danbalin began to take action step by step

Japa King, Puff,

Piccolo the Great Demon King just drank a large glass of melon soda, indicating that he would add another warrior to collect the Dragon Balls.

Then, the three of Pilaf expressed that they really didn't want to see him perform that move.

Piccolo said to himself: Since he is a warrior who collects dragon balls, he will regenerate a warrior in the shape of a dragon.

With that said, he performed again in front of the three Pilafs.

Piccolo Demon King held the armrest with his hands, veins popped out, his eyes suddenly glowed with a penetrating white light, and his whole body twitched.

He was chanting the Namek language.

The Pilaf trio were so frightened that their whole bodies were covered in cold sweat, their hairs stood on end, and they were also trembling.

Then the Piccolo Demon King screamed wildly, as if his throat was blocked by a foreign object. After a while, his throat bulged and moved bit by bit from bottom to top.

Pilaf was so frightened that he covered his face with his hands, while Xiao Wu and Ashu also looked disgusted and wanted to vomit.

Piccolo the Great Demon King opened his mouth wide and spit out an egg filled with disgusting, sticky green liquid.

Piccolo the Great Demon King took a few breaths and calmed down.

"Come out, your name is Simbalu."

The egg that had just been spat out by Piccolo trembled for a while, and was broken open from the inside, revealing a 20cm small dragon demon. At first it was difficult to even stand and open his eyes, but soon he grew to over 1 meter tall.

As soon as Simbalu appeared, Piccolo Demon King asked Pilaf to point out the location of the next dragon ball, and Simbalu immediately went to collect it.

Ponzi looked at Sun Wukong who had lost all his breath, and was still hesitating whether to take a look.

I felt that Sun Wukong's aura was gradually getting stronger.

Not long after, Sun Wukong's aura doubled.

‘It turns out that he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death! Scared me. ’

Ponzi, who had just felt relieved, had to complain again.

'The aura suddenly became twice as powerful. The setting of this Nima Saiyan is exaggerated. At the end, he has 100 million. If anyone is seriously injured and dying, no one can compare to him. What else can he do to practice? He has to find the system to be reborn as a Saiyan again. ’

Ponzi burst out laughing when he watched Sun Wukong, who was fainting from hunger, eating a piranha as food and being bitten. He was about to use a kangaroo as food but was beaten.

It seems it's time to recover. All the energy was consumed, and even the energy continuously released by the energy pills was swallowed up.

In the Turtle Fairy House, Bulma and others discussed the battle plan.

"Damn it, if we can contact Ponzi, maybe we can solve it."

Turtle Immortal said thoughtfully:

"Maybe. I always thought Tianjin Fan and the others kept their hands off during the Martial Arts Club."

Bulma suddenly asked: "Huh? Why?"

"According to common sense, Dumpling should be stronger than Tianjin Rice. Moreover, when Dumpling gave up, he also gave Sun Wukong energy pills, specifically to help him regain his physical strength and reach the peak of his fighting power."

"Then we will divide our forces into two groups. After building the radar, Yamcha, you guys will go find the Dragon Balls, we will go find the fortune teller, and then we will go find Ponzi."

"good!"

Ponzi was still pondering this moment.

'I'm really confused. If I and my disciples appear, it will destroy Sun Wukong's growth. But if I don't appear, they will look for him all over the world. I don't care. My disciples are not very mature yet. ’

The corner of Ponzi's mouth twitched, looking at Sun Wukong who was risking his life for food.

‘Sun Wukong, you have to work hard, the future of the earth still needs you. ’

Sun Wukong finished the big fish in front of him regardless.