The Age of Heroic Spirits in the Eyes of the Reincarnated.

Chapter 406: Piccolo and Raditz are frightened

"You...who are you?"

The farmer's hands were shaking, but he still pointed his shotgun at the alien.

"You rubbish! How dare you threaten me with such a small toy?"

Being pointed at by the black muzzle of a gun, Raditz felt very unhappy.

According to the Saiyan style, the humans on this barren planet should have been left to his younger brother Kakarot (also known as Son Goku) to be hunted. After more than ten years, they should have been extinct.

What on earth is that useless little brother who has only two points of combat power when he is born doing?
"Don't come over here, I will kill you."

The farmer's legs weakened and he stepped back.

Seeing this, Raditz sneered, completely unmoved, and continued walking towards the Earth humans who were about ten meters away.

This action immediately frightened the short middle-aged man in front, who closed his eyes, pulled the trigger with his right index finger, and fired the bullet in the shotgun.

The bullets from this shotgun leave the chamber at a very fast speed.

Close to 800 meters per second.

Unfortunately, in Raditz's dynamic vision, it was just a snail crawling.

With a grab of his right hand, the bullet fell into his hand!

Then he snapped his fingers and the bullet flew back at a speed dozens of times faster than a regular bullet!
There was a loud sonic boom.

Not only did it pierce the farmer's flesh and blood, leaving a small hole in his body, it also penetrated a small metal cart behind the farmer, and finally spanned several thousand meters before sinking into a mountain in the distance.

"There is such a weak nation in this world..."

And this is the origin of the famous scene of fighting against the weaklings.

Raditz was mumbling inwardly when the battle meter suddenly captured a new target and pointed out its direction:
"Hmm? There's a pretty strong guy in this direction?"

His eyes lit up, and then he flew into the air:

"Is that Kakarot?"

...

Along the way, seeing the thriving city, glimpsing the ambiguous interactions between couples, looking at the fountains and white pigeons flying in the sky, Raditz was furious:

"What on earth has that guy Kakarot been doing all these years?"

"Wasn't he thrown to this remote planet in the galaxy to conquer and destroy it?"

Why do the garbage people on Earth live so happily?
"It's really a disgrace to us, the Saiyans, a fighting nation."

"Has that idiot already lost his dignity as the strongest Saiyan warrior in the universe?"

My stinky little brother is really unreliable.

Should we say that he is indeed the most useless Saiyan cub with only two points of combat power at birth?

...

Raditz's speed is extremely fast, dozens of times the speed of sound.

It only takes a few breaths to cross a modern city with a population of over a million.

A few hundred miles away from this city, in a wilderness next door, the young Demon King Piccolo, who was training there, suddenly seemed to realize something and turned his head to look at the sky behind him. A line of cold sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, and then his face turned green:
"This, what is this?"

"This power, wait, could it be that Sun Wukong?"

He looked in disbelief.

Ever since the world's number one martial arts tournament that nearly flattened a city, ever since he was defeated by his rival Sun Wukong, but was saved by the other party by feeding him a magic bean; ever since Sun Wukong repaid evil with kindness, the hatred for his father's murder and the resentment for preventing him from conquering the world are no longer so heavy.

Now, the two have not seen each other for nearly 5 years, and they don’t seem to know each other’s situation very well.

But the earth is only this big. Who else could this powerful aura he sensed at this moment be other than Sun Wukong's?

"Has that guy become so much stronger after not seeing him for a few years?"

The aura released was so strong that he couldn't even begin to react.

"No, it's not Sun Wukong!"

Raditz approached the wilderness rapidly, mountains and grasslands passing by him quickly.

Then he saw Piccolo, and Piccolo saw him too.

In the blink of an eye, he had landed gently and steadily: "Tsk, it's not Kakarot..."

The wind blew past, blowing up Piccolo's heavy cape, and also blowing up Raditz's hair, which was the thickest among Saiyans. Any girl would envy him for his hair that was thicker than Super Saiyan 3.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Piccolo appeared calm on the outside, but he was quite nervous on the inside.

According to his judgment, the opponent's Qi was more than three times that of him when he took off the weight suit, and he was not sure if there was any additional concealment.

This made his heart beat fast and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, don't be nervous, I'm not looking for you."

Raditz smiled teasingly.

There was something malicious on his face.

"Humph, if you're not here to see me, then what are you doing here? Are you looking for death?"

Even though he knew he was not strong enough, Piccolo still did not lose his momentum.

Raditz heard this, but he was not angry at Piccolo's arrogance:
"Hehe, you are really bold..."

He had fought in the universe for many years and had seen a lot of things, so he naturally wouldn't argue with the young man in front of him. So for the sake of safety, he pressed the battle meter again to determine the combat effectiveness of the Namekian in front of him.

The combat power measuring instrument is one of the major black technologies in the Dragon Ball world.

It can not only measure the combat effectiveness of individuals, but also has many other functions: such as long-distance communication, target locking, positioning and so on.

At this moment, Raditz is using this gadget to read the opponent's combat power.

Of course, if the opponent specifically restrained his aura, or wore items that restricted his strength, speed, and other elements, then it would be another matter. In addition, there was no way to determine whether the opponent had the means to gather energy and explode.

"Beep beep beep..."

The combat meter was quickly rechecked.

Finally, a combat value of 322 is displayed:
"Oh? You are quite capable. You have reason to be proud of having such fighting power on such a barren and remote planet. Unfortunately, you are still no match for me."

"What did you say? Do you know who you are talking to?"

"do not know."

Raditz told the truth.

Piccolo was immediately furious and gnashed his teeth in anger.

He had never been treated with such contempt since he was born by his dying father who breathed his last.

However, the confrontation between the two sides was only brief, and the Great Demon King Piccolo, who had brought endless despair to this planet, felt an indescribable oppression: "What on earth is going on with this feeling?"

The cells in his body were frantically warning him that the person in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with. It was so exaggerated that a trace of cold sweat oozed from his back.

But this feeling made him feel suffocated and ashamed.

When had he ever been so cowardly?
"Go to hell!"

Strike first to gain the upper hand.

With a loud roar, Piccolo completely disregarded martial ethics and used the Prince's fighting method directly: "Ah da da da da da..."

Dozens of energy bombs were fired in succession!

The place where Raditz was and the hill behind him were immediately covered in smoke and dust from the explosion.

Seeing that the other party did not dodge or evade, Piccolo's mouth curled up a little, secretly proud:

"Let you pretend?"

Unfortunately, his smile quickly froze.

According to the law of "the greater the smoke, the less damage".

The wind blew past, revealing Raditz's intact condition with not even a toe moving and the armor on his body not even a scratch left.

"Haha, such a trivial trick, all you can do is raise some dust?"

The classic scene of "there is smoke but no injuries" appears.

"what?"

Piccolo was shocked.

He didn't hold back just now.

"Okay, is it my turn now?"

Raditz smiled with a forced smile.

It's not good to waste too much time with this kind of people.

Just when he was about to show off his skills, the combat measuring instrument beeped again.

"Huh? Is there a stronger force thousands of miles away?"

"It must be Kakarot!"

Before leaving, he glanced at Piccolo calmly.

For some reason, he, who originally had no intention of killing, suddenly developed a strong desire to kill this green-skinned Namekian.

"Then just kill him!"

Raditz never goes against his will.

Unless you are facing Prince Vegeta, the elite Ginyu Force, and King Frieza.

But suddenly, the battle meter started beeping more frantically than ever before.

"How?"

"Is this thing broken?"

After operating for a while, he suddenly looked up:
"No, there is a strong man approaching this way!

The opponent is very strong!

who is it? ”

The next moment, a space crack was torn open, and a young man walked out of it. It was Li Xia.

"Fortunately I'm not late!"

Almost!

Raditz almost killed Piccolo instantly!
Piccolo can't die now!

This green-skinned man who resembles a goblin is the incarnation of the evil thoughts of the god in the Earth's Temple. Although the old god who represents justice has poor fighting power, he has the power to make dragon balls!
The seven dragon balls on Earth can summon dragons that can fulfill various wishes, and they were created by that god.

Once Piccolo dies, the old god will also die.

Once the old god dies, the dragon created by him will also die, and the dragon balls will turn into ordinary stones.

At that time, he would not be able to use the power of the dragon to achieve his goals.

So, it doesn’t matter if something happens to Sun Wukong’s family, but Piccolo must not have any accidents.

"You, who are you?"

Raditz opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, his hair stood on end, and he roared madly in his heart:
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!

How could such a powerful being exist on this planet?
The combat meter worn on his left eye socket displayed extremely exaggerated data the moment he faced Li Xia, which soared to a terrifying 46.

'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!'

His teeth were chattering.

His little heart was beating even faster.

He even had the illusion of facing King Frieza directly.

"Are you Kakarot's eldest brother?"

Li Xia glanced indifferently at this little boss who had shown great power in the early stage.

If he wasn't there, and Raditz really killed Piccolo first, then the development trajectory of everything would probably be completely different.

"Gulu..."

Raditz's body was stiff, his mouth was dry, and he swallowed subconsciously, a lot of cold sweat quietly slid down his cheeks.

He wanted to say something, but after he opened his mouth, his mind went blank and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Are you kidding me?
This remote and barren earth actually has terrifying existences with a combat power of over 1 or even hundreds of thousands?
Damn it.

Which bastard judged this to be a weak planet?

You, Master Raditz, have been screwed.

Lord Piccolo standing by also felt dry mouth.

It was not until Li Xia knocked out the somewhat dishonest Raditz with a teleportation and carried him away like a chicken that he knelt on his knees and then lay on the ground with his hands, gasping for breath.

After catching his breath, he punched the ground:

"asshole!"

"I was actually overwhelmed by the aura released by two guys I've never seen before and couldn't move!"

What a shame!
What a shame and humiliation!

He had never felt so unwilling before.

(End of this chapter)