In Dragon Ball! Start by choosing the Omni-King's power.

The current Goku is no match for the monster.

After the monster flew up to a certain height, it kicked Little Wukong.

Little Wukong fell backward.

The Somersault Cloud caught Little Goku's falling body.

"Cough cough cough..." Little Goku was in excruciating pain from the beating. "That beast! I used up all my strength at the martial arts tournament."

"Hahaha, you really are a coward." The monster laughed loudly.

"Shut up! If I were full, I would have dealt with you long ago. Who do you think you are?" Little Wukong shouted sternly.

"Don't be stubborn, I'll make sure you never have a word to say again." The monster said, opening its mouth wide and shooting a beam of energy towards Little Wukong's location.

"boom!"

The Flying Nimbus that Little Goku was riding was blown to pieces.

"Somersault Cloud!" Little Wukong exclaimed in surprise.

"Goodbye, kid." The monster was already directly above Goku.

"Oh no!" Little Wukong's face changed color.

"boom!"

The monster delivered a heavy punch to Goku's head.

Little Goku's body plummeted rapidly, falling into the distant jungle and disappearing without a trace.

"Hehehe, killing people is really a satisfying thing." The monster smiled, revealing a look of disdain.

Do you think such a tiny human can act wildly in front of me?

……

The venue for the martial arts tournament.

"Goku, come back soon!" Bulma prayed. "I should never have given him the Dragon Radar."

"If he hasn't come back by now, he might no longer be alive..." Master Roshi said in a deep voice. "Let's go home first and bury Krillin."

"Damn it! I don't care who he is, Piccolo Daimaō!" Yamcha gritted his teeth. "I'm going to destroy him!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who can handle such a powerful guy? Aren't you just going to throw your life away?" Bulma asked angrily.

“He has the roster for the martial arts tournament. Anyway, we’re all being watched, and it’s only a matter of time before he kills us,” Le Ping said.

Bulma: "..."

So that's why you went to seek revenge on Piccolo Daimaō.

You are so talented.

"Yes, that means it's none of my business anymore. I don't have to worry about being killed," Wulong said happily.

"After he conquers the world, will you still have a good life?" Bulma snapped angrily. "You really are a pig; don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Wulong rubbed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

I haven't lived enough yet.

That wretched Piccolo!

When I get back, I'll find some beautiful girls and have some fun with them.

This will also make up for the shortcomings of my pig life.

“Bulma, have some fun with me before we get killed?” Oolong pleaded.

"boom!"

Bulma knocked Oolong to the ground with a single punch.

Oolong: "..."

Why are you being so fierce?

"Would I play with a pig?" Bulma shouted angrily.

“Play with me,” Master Roshi said.

"Can you be serious for once?" Bulma glared at her.

"Cough cough cough... Just kidding, just kidding." Master Roshi chuckled dryly. "I had no other choice..."

Le Ping wiped his sweat.

That's enough, she's my girlfriend.

"What kind of technique was the Mafuba that Master Mutaito used in the past? Master Mutaito, do you know?" Tien Shinhan asked.

"No, I didn't know anything at all, it just happened in the blink of an eye." Master Roshi shook his head.

“Really…” Tien Shinhan was taken aback.

I have a feeling you're not telling the truth.

"Should we call the police?" the referee suggested.

“The police are no match for him either; his goal is to rule the world.” Master Roshi shook his head. “Bringing the police in now will only cause panic sooner than expected.”

The referee remained silent.

"Let's think of another way," Master Roshi said to the referee. "If Goku comes back, tell him we've already gone home."

"Understood, I believe you can definitely save this world," the referee quickly replied.

"Would you still like us to come with you?" Tien Shinhan asked.

"Of course, your presence here is a great help." Master Roshi nodded.

"This is terrible, my future is bleak," Wulong exclaimed.

"You're such a chatterbox! It's not just about your future!" Lanqi wanted to stew this pig.

……

In the sky.

A monster appeared beside King Piccolo and handed him the Dragon Balls.

"Hmph, so this is the Dragon Ball?" Piccolo Daimaō smiled slightly.

"We found it just as these people mentioned," the monster said.

“See, I told you so!” Pilaf eagerly took credit.

"If I collect all seven Dragon Balls, I can regain my youth." Piccolo Daimaō picked up the Dragon Balls, his face beaming with joy.

Chapter 687 Piccolo the Great Demon King

"Hehehe, that's definitely no problem." Pilaf nodded.

"This is the list of participants in the World Martial Arts Tournament for the past ten years." The monster handed over the list with both hands and explained, "It just so happens that the Dragon Balls and the list are in the same place. It's really killing two birds with one stone."

"Very good, post all the names on the wall," Piccolo ordered.

"Let us help you." The three members of Pilaf stepped forward to offer their assistance.

The four of them went together to post the list of contestants.

The monster flipped to Krillin's page on the list, glanced at it quickly, and was slightly surprised.

"This little guy actually has such great abilities?" The monster sneered. "No need to stick it on anymore, I've already killed him."

With that, the monster tore off Krillin's card.

“Lord Pilaf…this…this is…” Xiao Wu pointed at Goku on the list, her face changing color.

"Ah...it's him!" Pilaf was also taken aback, and took the documents to look at them carefully.

Xiao Wu and Ashu also stepped forward, silently examining the area.

“This kid is getting better and better,” Pilaf said in a deep voice. “He participated in the World Martial Arts Tournament twice and won the runner-up title both times.”

"There's no need to stick that on anymore, I've already taken care of him." The monster chuckled.

The three members of Pilaf all glanced at the monster.

Killed them?

real or fake?

Is that all?

That kid is really strong.

You took him down so easily.

The three Pilaf members were trembling with fear.

What a terrifying guy.

They actually killed this kid so easily.

"What? You don't believe me?" the monster asked with a smile.

"No...no, we wouldn't dare," the three members of Pilaf quickly shook their heads.

"That guy knows nothing, his skill level is too low. I took him down in just two moves." The monster chuckled. "This kid is actually a runner-up? Hmph, Your Majesty, it seems there are no decent martial artists left in this world."

"Hehehe, this is great." King Piccolo chuckled lightly. "But just in case, we can't let anyone seal us with the Evil Containment Wave again. We must kill all the martial artists on the list! Also, those who defy me, King Piccolo, must be annihilated! Most importantly, don't forget to collect all the Dragon Balls! After I've accomplished everything, I'll conquer the entire world!"

"Yes!"

The three people, including Pilaf, huddled together, trembling.

Did we save a demon?

"Lord Pilaf, can he give us half of the world?" Xiaowu asked.

"Yes, it will, it definitely will!" Pilaf was uncertain.

"Hmph, Dragon Balls..." Piccolo Daimaō sneered, "I really want to collect all the Dragon Balls right now and regain my youth."