Dragon Ball: I, Yamcha, am the strongest in the universe

Chapter 121: White bottle! Delicious! One bottle is worth five bottles!

In the yellow sand, several figures were looming, and the leader among them exuded an extremely ominous aura. He was a strange man with green skin, no hair, and two tentacle-like things growing on his bald head. He was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe with a huge "魔" character printed on the chest, and a bright purple-blue wide belt.

There were two extremely burly monsters standing next to him.

A monster split from the body of a god, the embodiment of pure evil - Lord Piccolo.

"clap clap"

Piccolo clapped his hands and his eyes fell on Wu Taidou: "You are worthy of being the strongest martial artist among humans. My children are really no match for you."

"who are you?"

Wu Taidou, who was facing Piccolo, was tense all over and didn't dare to be careless.

His keen perception of Qi told him that the opponent's strength was far superior to his.

"You can call me the Great Demon King, Piccolo."

"But I prefer you to use another title - Master."

Since they are two sides of the same coin, he can do what the gods can do, and he cannot do what the gods cannot do.

So he clearly felt that Wu Taidou's strength was far inferior to his own.

"I am invincible indeed."

Piccolo's tone was extremely confident: "From now on, the earth belongs to me, and you are my slaves."

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I might consider sparing your lives."

The great victory just now made Wu Taidou's disciples feel that their victory was greater, so they didn't take Piccolo seriously at all. As the saying goes, ignorance is fearless, they didn't know what kind of person was standing in front of them.

One of the disciples, whose strength was second only to Turtle and Crane, stood up with a very arrogant tone.

"It doesn't matter if you're Piccolo or Kepico."

"If you kneel down now, our master might forgive you."

"puff"

Lord Piccolo simply pointed his finger, and a beam of light shot out from his fingertips, piercing through the body of the person who was speaking without any hindrance.

He fell to the ground with a thud and was silent.

"What an uneducated and rude person."

"I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master. If you have a next life, remember to learn to be polite first."

The tone and expression were as simple as crushing an ant.

This move of his shocked Wu Taidou's disciples, and no one dared to step forward to seek revenge.

Oh, no, that’s not right actually. There are still people there.

"you!"

Upon seeing his fellow brother being killed, the hot-blooded Master Kame rushed forward to seek revenge, but was caught tightly by Master Crane who was standing nearby.

"Big stupid crane, why are you stopping me?"

"Big stupid turtle, don't you understand? There is absolutely no way you can be his opponent!"

The young Hermit Crane and Hermit Kame were both disciples of Wu Taidou. They had lived, eaten and practiced together for many years. The relationship between the two was very deep, so Hermit Crane would not watch Hermit Kame go to his death.

"Do you want to watch your fellow apprentice being killed?"

Master Kame's eyes were red as he grabbed Master Crane's arm. His palm kept contracting. He was breathing heavily, and the veins on his forehead kept throbbing.

Hermit Crane seemed not to feel the increasingly forceful hand and still held Hermit Kame tightly, fearing that the other party would attack impulsively.

"Master, only the Master can fight him."

Wu Taidou, who was highly expected by everyone, felt cold all over at this moment. He had no idea how the other party had just made the move.

If the target is not his apprentice but him.
He couldn't escape either. But, behind him were his disciples and townspeople, so he had reasons to fight!
Just when everyone's attention was on Lord Piccolo, only Yamcha quietly approached the injured disciple.

Piccolo's energy bullet was not aimed at the opponent's heart, or he was too disdainful to say so. Naturally, the disciple did not die on the spot. He could be saved with proper treatment.

"Drink it."

Yamcha handed a small milky white bottle to the other person's mouth and poured the liquid into his mouth little by little.

What do you use to save people? Senzu beans? How can such a luxury item for healing be used here?

so.
With Moo Milk, of course!

White bottle! Delicious! One bottle is worth five bottles!

Yes, moo milk, in addition to being a very nutritious supplement, can also be used therapeutically.

After drinking a small bottle of Moo Moo milk, the disciple's wound, which had been bleeding continuously, stopped bleeding and his mouth no longer spurted blood.

Moo Moo Milk naturally cannot be compared with the bug effect of Senzu Beans that instantly restores full status, but this thing is also a first-class healing potion in the world of Pokémon. According to the data in the game, it can restore 100 health points at a time.

Of course, game data cannot be used in the real world, but the treatment effects are visible to the naked eye.

The most important point is that Moo Moo Milk is a renewable resource in the world of Pokémon.

“Therapeutic effect.”

Yamcha recorded the effects of Moo Moo Milk in detail on the tablet. These are all precious experimental data.

He has been considering whether he can build a large dairy farm in his vast desert area to produce Moo Milk, which is a super effective healing potion.

When Piccolo saw Wu Taidou standing up, he had no intention of taking action himself, but instead spoke to the two monsters beside him.

"Sobana, Sibazhu, go and test the strength of this strongest man in the human race."

Two big fat monsters with green skin showed extremely ugly and cruel smiles at the same time. They walked towards Wu Taidou and the others while squeezing their hands until they made a squeaking sound.

Although he is not as good as the guy who calls himself the Great Demon King, he is also very difficult to deal with.
Wu Taidou did not underestimate them just because they were not Piccolo himself. The two monsters in front of him were completely different from those he had defeated before.

Do I have to use all my strength from the beginning?

If I face that big devil again,
Just as Wu Taidou was lost in thought, two figures walked out from among his disciples.

They are the young Hermit Roshi and Hermit Crane.

"King versus king, general versus general."

"Master, your opponent is the great devil."

"Let the two of us take care of these small fry."

As they spoke, the two of them stood back to back and assumed a fighting stance.

"Don't hold me back, you stupid turtle."

"I should be the one saying this, Big Dumb Crane."

"You two can't take all the limelight, there are still us!"

The appearance of the two diluted the fear brought by Lord Piccolo, and Wu Taidou's disciples also stood up and expressed their willingness to fight side by side.

Looking at his disciples, Wu Taidou showed a gratified smile. As long as they could return alive this time, he believed that his two disciples would definitely make substantial leaps in improvement.

"My disciples are so enthusiastic, I can't hold them back."

Wu Taidou thought so and turned his gaze to the big devil.

Just as the disciples said.

General versus general, king versus king!
Wu Taidou took the initiative to rush towards the big devil.

(End of this chapter)