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"Snapped!"

To Yajirobe's even greater surprise, Goku actually stopped on the golden cloud.

Little Wukong did not fall.

"What? You can stand on the clouds?" Yajirobe asked in astonishment.

"I'll take this big piece," Goku said to Master Korin, plucking a small piece from his Flying Nimbus.

"Haha, is this small enough?" Master Karin grew increasingly fond of the little guy.

Not greedy at all.

If it were an ordinary person, wouldn't they need a huge somersault cloud?

Back in the day, Master Roshi also took a huge piece.

However, in the end, Master Korin only gave him a small piece.

"Snapped!"

Goku jumped onto the new Flying Nimbus and flew to Master Korin's side.

"Yajirobe, come with me?" Goku greeted him with a smile.

"What a joke, I don't want to die young." Yajirobe waved his hand vigorously.

"Well then, thank you for your help." Little Goku smiled slightly, then said to Master Korin, "Thank you, Master Korin. I will definitely return safely!"

"Yes, be very careful!" said Master Karin.

"I'm off," said Little Goku. "New Flying Nimbus, let's go!"

"call out!"

The somersault cloud drew a golden arc across the sky, speeding towards the royal palace.

"Huh? What's this golden cloud called again?" Yajirobe was a little tempted.

It would be so cool to ride this thing and fly around everywhere.

“This is the Somersault Cloud; you can ride it to fly anywhere,” Master Garin replied.

"Could you give me some?" Yachirobe asked.

“You probably won’t be able to get a seat,” Garin the Hermit said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Yachirobe was taken aback.

"Try it if you don't believe me," said Master Korin, summoning a small piece of Flying Nimbus that appeared inside Korin Tower.

"I can't sit on it? Are you kidding me?" Yajirobe didn't believe it and lightly leaped onto the somersault cloud.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Yajirobe fell off the somersault cloud and landed hard on his backside.

"What's going on?" Yajirobe was a little confused.

Master Korin ignored Yajirobe and looked in the direction where Goku had disappeared.

I never imagined that this little guy had such powerful energy inside him.

Perhaps because he is the son of God?

Perhaps he can defeat King Piccolo.

……

Piccolo continues to announce his new policies.

“That’s not all,” Piccolo said with a smile. “I’m going to let you experience an even more terrifying fear of death. Listen carefully, what kind of fear of death is it? By the way, how many regions are there in the world now? Let me think about it. Yes! There are 43 regions in total! I’ve got the number labels from 1 to 43 ready.”

As he spoke, the piano boy brought over a box with a label on it.

"Today is May 9th, the anniversary of my coronation as King Piccolo," King Piccolo said with a smile. "From now on, every May 9th, I will hold a lottery to mark my coronation anniversary! The area whose number is drawn will be razed to the ground by me, King Piccolo! My Demonic Flash can destroy everything in an instant. You won't even have time to suffer before you're finished. So I'm actually quite merciful, aren't I? Hahahaha."

"That despicable demon!" Le Ping gritted his teeth.

"So... lucky people can only live for 43 years?" Bulma wiped her sweat.

"Anyone dissatisfied with what I've done is welcome to come to the palace and challenge me at any time!" King Piccolo laughed heartily. "I don't care if you attack with missiles; those who come will only meet their demise! Alright, to commemorate this auspicious day, let's draw our first fortune slip."

"Damn it! You wish! I'll make you taste the power of the Mafuba right now!" Tien Shinhan gritted his teeth and roared, increasing the speed of the plane.

"Which region?" Piccolo Daimaō began drawing lots.

People all over the world were on tenterhooks for their own regions.

Hopefully, we won't be the ones drawn.

"Oh? Not far from here." Piccolo Daimaō pulled out a number tag and displayed it to the television viewers. "Area 29! West City! I'm on my way, you guys better get as far away as possible!"

Chapter 705 You're celebrating too soon!

"What did he say?" Bulma's expression changed repeatedly.

Le Ping's face also looked grim.

“West Capital? My mom and dad still live there!” Bulma exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, Bulma ran to the telephone and shouted loudly at Tien Shinhan.

"Tien Shinhan, please use the Evil Containment Wave!" Bulma said immediately. "If you die, I'll definitely collect all the Dragon Balls to revive you!"

"Oh, I saw it on TV too," Tien Shinhan replied. "No matter what happens, I'm going to seal that guy away!"

"That's good..." Bulma breathed a sigh of relief.

Hopefully, Tianjin Rice will be a success.

"Unfortunately, the Dragon Balls can no longer grant wishes," Tien Shinhan chuckled. "The Dragon Balls have turned to stone."

“It doesn’t matter! The stone will turn back into a Dragon Ball in a year!” Bulma explained. “You can make your wish then.”

"I see." Tien Shinhan chuckled. "But Shenron has already been killed by Piccolo Daimaō. Can he still grant wishes?"

"What? Even the dragon..." Bulma felt completely disoriented.

Le Ping: "..."

"It's over! The world is ending!" Oolong clutched his pig-headed head, tears welling in his eyes. "Goku and the others are dead, and Tien Shinhan isn't entirely confident either..."

"I can't use my leg injury as an excuse to stand idly by; I have to fight too!" Le Ping said through gritted teeth.

……

Tien Shinhan's plane traced an arc in the air.

"We've finally arrived! The royal palace is just ahead!" Tien Shinhan smiled slightly.

"call out!"

Tien Shinhan's plane flew over the palace and caught a glimpse of Piccolo Daimaō, who was preparing to depart.

Piccolo Daimaō also noticed Tien Shinhan and couldn't help but pause slightly in surprise.

"Piccolo Daimaō! Come down here! I'm going to show you what I'm made of!" Tien Shinhan stopped the plane and shouted at Piccolo Daimaō from the air.

"Hmph, so soon there are reckless idiots coming to their deaths." Piccolo Daimaō sneered.

"Yes, there are such fools in this world," the piano said with a smile.

"Alright, this will also help me pass the time," Piccolo smiled. "I'm going to make an example of him, showing everyone on TV what happens to those who defy me! These flies will never appear again!"

"You're absolutely right! Hehehe!" The piano nodded.

"call out!"

Piccolo descended from the sky and landed on the ground.

"You've come at just the right time. Let me, your new king, have some fun with you." King Piccolo looked up at the plane in the sky.

"Hmph, you're celebrating too soon!" Tien Shinhan snorted. "Your conquest of the world is only temporary. Next, your castle will turn into this rice cooker."

Tianjin Fan said, picking up the rice cooker.

"Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, Tianjin Fan was surprised to find that the rice cooker had cracked.

What happened? How did it crack?

This is troublesome.

It must be because I practiced the Demon Sealing Wave repeatedly that the rice cooker developed a crack.

There's no way to seal him off now.

Tianjin Fan was sweating profusely.

"What's wrong? Are you trying to back out now that things are at their most urgent?" Piccolo asked with a smile. "Hurry up and get down, I'm still waiting to destroy West Capital."

Tien Shinhan: "..."

After a brief hesitation, Tianjin Fan released the rice cooker.

Okay, I won't use the Demon Containment Wave.

Let me defeat you with my true strength.

Tien Shinhan fell from the sky and landed opposite Piccolo Daimaō.

"Oh? You actually know how to fly? That's quite impressive." King Piccolo was a little surprised. "Unfortunately, you're going to die."

"Hmph, it's not certain who will be killed yet," Tien Shinhan said coldly. "I'm not someone you can bully."

"What an audacious fellow! Is that how you speak to the King?" King Piccolo sneered. "Fine, let me introduce you to one of my new subordinates! Who do you think you are? You're not even worth my personal attention."

Tianjin Fan was stunned.

New subordinates?

what is that?

After saying this, King Piccolo opened his mouth and spat out an egg.