Saiyan Age

Chapter 314 Piccolo II
Everyone was extremely shocked. It is unbelievable that a newborn child can do this!

Beria launched teleportation and came to the girl. The infant child was actually floating in mid-air, crying loudly. While crying, an energy mask formed outside his body, pouring down qigong bullets like a torrential rain.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with a combat power of more than [-].

"This kid..." Beria wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help laughing, "It's really strong."

Beria is very pleased that her daughter has such a strong fighting power. Who would dare to bully my daughter then?In the future, she might be able to surpass Caulifla and become the strongest female Saiyan.

However, such a destructive personality made him feel very headache. The Saiyan Star still needs to live, so it is not good to be blown into ruins.

"stop!"

"stop!"

Beria had no experience in communicating with children, so he yelled loudly and was a little impatient.But the girl not only didn't stop, but intensified, crying louder and blasting more energy bombs.

boom boom-

"Emiya!" Suddenly, Beria had a flash of inspiration and called out the name for the child.

Miraculously, the girl's energy converged, she seemed to recognize the name, and she became calm.

"Amy, I'll call you Amy! Hahahaha." Beria laughed and ran forward to hug the child, protecting her tenderly.

At this time, everyone followed closely and couldn't help but marvel at the messy ground and the exhausted children.As expected of Beria and Caulifla's child.

Fortunately, the turmoil did not last long, and everything was back on track.

……

On Earth, after the death of Piccolo, the whole world returned to peace.Although this earth-shattering battle is not well known, the warriors headed by Wukong all remember it clearly.

The dead Piccolo left behind a child, Piccolo II, who will definitely come to Wukong to settle accounts when he grows up.

For that moment to come, everyone in the Temple of Heaven practiced desperately, competing to improve their strength.

With Wukong as the benchmark, no one wants to fall behind, and they are constantly working hard.

The god stood on the edge of the temple, watching the few people who were practicing hard, very satisfied.

"Bobo, they all have great potential. Especially Monkey King, the speed of improvement is far beyond imagination."

"It's all thanks to you."

"Heh, when will you say these flattering words?" The god smiled lightly and held the wooden staff tightly, "My guidance is only for them to show the direction, and it is their hard work to really reach this step."

"Surely Piccolo will be surprised?"

"According to the current speed of practice, Piccolo is definitely not their opponent, and this worry is finally settled." Tianshen sighed in a low voice.

Bobo said with concern: "But you and Piccolo are one, you eliminated Piccolo..."

"There are already many candidates here." Tianshen said with a smile, his eyes swept over everyone, feeling relieved.The burden on him can finally be let go. There are so many outstanding young people on the earth, which is something to be proud of.

"Ah, the times move forward."

Sun Wukong and others didn't know this, they practiced vigorously and shouted loudly.

Yaqiluobei, who has always been lazy, has become diligent, keeping up with everyone's pace, and training with style and style.

"Hehehe, I feel that if we continue to practice, Piccolo II will be scared when he sees us." Kelin wiped the sweat off his head with a smile.

Guixian scolded: "Don't be too proud, when you work hard, others are also working hard."

At the same time, Piccolo II, who broke out of the egg, wandered on the ground. His growth rate was very fast, and both his size and ability were changing rapidly.Unlike the old Big Devil Piccolo, Piccolo II is very young and strong, and possesses the conditions of youth innately.

Piccolo walked alone on the wilderness, the gravel hit him like bullets under the whistling wind.He covered his forehead with one hand, and pushed straight forward. The green figure was quickly submerged by the wind and sand, and then reappeared after a gust of wind and dust blew past.

With a firm face, his eyes were fixed on the front, barely discerning the direction, and he walked forward step by step.

"The reason why my father lost to Sun Wukong was because he was not strong enough. Hmph, I must become stronger, surpass my father, surpass Sun Wukong, and then the world will fall into the hands of the demons again. Sun Wukong, just wait for me ..."

"The world's number one martial arts club!"

With the goal of defeating Wukong and ruling the world, he has withstood the test of nature and is extremely determined.

After crossing the wilderness, Piccolo entered a no-man's land, where the environment was so harsh that even food was hard to find, but Piccolo smiled instead.He just wants to cultivate in such a place, to hone his state of mind and will.

Unlike Sun Wukong and others, Piccolo has his own unique way of cultivation, meditation.

He hovered cross-legged in mid-air, closed his eyes, and hung a white cloak behind him, calm and unwavering.Even the strongest wind couldn't shake Piccolo's clothes, he was as motionless as cast iron.

There are subtle lightning strikes and flashes around, making little explosions.

In the conscious world, Piccolo was training for battles, raising his aura. As the battle in his consciousness became more intense, his aura was also raised higher and higher, rushing straight up.Meditation, like combat training, can effectively exercise one's own strength. Sometimes, meditation is even more useful than actual training of fists and feet.

Gradually, Piccolo II has surpassed the Great Demon King Piccolo.Immersed in cultivation, he doesn't need to eat, drink, or rest. These things that humans value are irrelevant to the Namekians.

But this is not enough, Piccolo knows that his own strength is not strong enough, he needs stronger strength to trample everyone under his feet.

"call!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Piccolo's eyes widened, his limbs stretched, and he fell to the ground.The moment he landed, the storm whirled along with his arms, and began to rapidly hit the air in front of him.Every punch made the air hum and vibrate, and the stone mountain under his feet was gradually lowered, quickly crumbling and falling.

Flying stones splashed and dust billowed.Piccolo pushed forward violently, without changing his face.

He mechanically continued to dance his fists and feet, smashing mountains and cracking rocks, hitting from one end to the other, blasting one mountain after another, energy bombs also swayed out, frantically covering no man's land, bursting with countless brilliant brilliance.

"Sun Wukong...Sun Wukong! I will definitely defeat you with my own hands!" Piccolo shouted angrily, and the huge momentum directly blasted the ground, and centered on him, a deep pit like a spider web spread out.

A burst of air soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)