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

Chapter 355: Piccolo is Piccolo, Piccolo is Piccolo

The competition for the top eight of the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament has come to an end. The battle for the top four will begin tomorrow. The audience and contestants have left the venue one after another.

Soon, night fell and the martial arts tournament venue became quiet.

Only one person is left - Piccolo.

He sat cross-legged on the top of the building behind the ring, with his arms clasped and his eyes closed.

He has no home and doesn't need a place to stay. As a Namekian, he doesn't need food. Sitting on the top of the house is his way of resting.

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He has long been accustomed to such an environment.

"who?"

Yamcha did not hide himself, and Piccolo discovered him as expected.

"Aren't you bored here alone?" Yamcha said.

Magic Piccolo stared at him with vigilance: "What are you doing here?"

"Let him go. There's not much point in keeping him locked up. I think after this incident he won't come to bother you again."

Piccolo knew who Yamcha was referring to, and said with a sneer on his face, "Will you let your mortal enemy go?"

Theoretically, it was the gods who provoked Piccolo first, and anyone would be angry if they were let go just like that.

So even with Yamcha's kindness, he was not angry at Piccolo's attitude.

He just shook his head and said, "You are not his mortal enemy. The mortal enemy of the God is Lord Piccolo."

"Do you know the gods?"

"But what do you know? I am the reincarnation of Lord Piccolo. Yes, I am the great devil who almost destroyed the world. If you are afraid, get out of here."

To which Yamcha simply said, "No, you're just his child."

Piccolo was furious: "Are you already impatient to be killed by me?"

One sentence broke his defense.

He had a ferocious look on his face, with sharp canine teeth protruding, but he did not attack Yamcha in the end. Instead, he said, "Humph, if I don't kill you now, I will kill you in the most cruel way in front of everyone tomorrow."

But no matter how you look at it, it just seems like threats. As for whether it will be done or not, and whether it can be done or not, that is another matter.

After saying that, Piccolo stopped talking to Yamcha, his body took off and flew into the sky.

Looking at Piccolo's departing back, Yamcha stroked his smooth chin and asked, "Does my behavior just now count as persuading the villain? In the end, am I used as a tool to be sacrificed and influence the villain?"

"That's too unsafe. I'll have to give him a good beating tomorrow."

It is said that Piccolo inherited everything from Lord Piccolo and that he is the reincarnation of Lord Piccolo, but in fact, the two are not the same person.

If it was Lord Piccolo, the first thing he would think of after gaining powerful strength would be destruction and conquest. Even if he suffered a great loss in Tokiwa City, now that he has gained strength far beyond that of a cultivator, he would either choose to avenge his previous defeat or choose to attack other cities first and wait and see. In any case, he would definitely cause panic among humans.

Piccolo chose to participate in the martial arts tournament. On the surface, he wanted to witness the strongest humans and eliminate destabilizing factors. In fact, his true thoughts might not be so. Witnessing the strongest humans and conquering the world are not in conflict.

Just like the gods are worried that their children will be infected with evil thoughts when they go to the lower world for trials, won't the children of Lord Piccolo be infected with kindness?

During these three years, he met not only bad people, but also many good people who helped him.

The black on Lord Piccolo's body is the darkness given to him by the gods when they separated. Any color will become black when black is added. As for the black on Piccolo's body, most of it is plated on. It was imposed on him by Lord Piccolo when he was "born". All he needs to do is to peel off the black plate and dye it with other colors.

Early in the morning of the second day, the semi-finals competition began in full swing, and the martial arts tournament venue was filled with spectators, all of whom came to watch the most exciting competition.

On one side was Tien Shinhan who closed his eyes and was very confident in his own strength, and on the other side was Son Goku who had been poisoned before and recovered after a night. "I didn't expect that we would fight again, but it's a pity that it's the top four this time." Tien Shinhan looked at Goku standing opposite him and said with the standard opening posture of the Crane Senryu.

Wukong also smiled and assumed the starting stance of the Kame-ryu style: "Hehe, I will definitely surprise you this time."

"Game start!"

Following the referee's announcement, the two men disappeared from the spot. From the perspective of ordinary people, they could only see the floor tiles on the ring breaking, and the sounds of fistfighting and sonic booms constantly coming to their ears.

Given the current strength of the two, people who do not have a certain level of strength and poor eyesight cannot observe their fight. Ordinary people must at least slow down the magnification if they want to observe.

Even Krillin and Obito could only barely keep up with the two, only Master Roshi remained calm and composed.

"So. What happened?"

The audience looked at each other, all with confusion on their faces.

It is said that no matter how good a play is, it cannot be performed well without sound. Now, no picture is more annoying than no sound.

Experts see the details, while laymen can only watch the excitement. Now they can't even see the excitement, which makes them very unhappy.

At times like this, we need the power of technology.

"Just use this!"

Miss Bulma, the genius inventor, took out a huge monitor, pointed a camera at the ring, and then pressed the switch.

Soon the screen showed the scene of the fight between Tien Shinhan and Goku.

Bulma introduced her masterpiece like Doraemon.

"Use this to slow down what's happening in the ring ten times."

Hearing this, the people around immediately gathered around.

"Is this really slowed down ten times?"

Even if the speed was slowed down ten times, the fight between the two was still too much for the audience to keep up.

Bulma patted her still-large chest and promised, "Next time, I'll make a machine that's twenty times slower. No, a hundred times slower."

Piccolo was still standing in his favorite position. Being on a high place he could always see more clearly than others.

After seeing the machine that Bulma took out, he said disdainfully: "Only weak humans would use the power of tools. Compared with us demons, we are nothing."

I just wonder if Piccolo, who is so confident now, can still say the same words he said today when he meets the androids and Cell in the future.

"Wukong, you've made great progress in the past three years."

Tien Shinhan was impressed at how powerful Goku was.

"Hehehe, you're not bad either, Tien Shinhan. I thought I was strong enough, but I didn't expect you to be so strong as well."

The same thing is that Goku also thinks so. After all, he has experienced a lot in these three years.

He practiced in the Temple of Heaven, came to the junction of Yin and Yang, and fought with a group of masters named Asura who claimed to be demons.

"It's almost time to show off your real skills."

The two smiled at each other, and their aura strengthened again.

(End of this chapter)