Collapse of Second Dimension

The primordial mountain to the south of the bustling city has not been damaged. It keeps the forest as green as it should be. And in the mountains near the clear river, a fuzzy silhouette flickered. The long shaggy black hair was exposed to the air, and the youth’s face raised a bright smile. His movements are so fast that even naked eye can’t catch his silhouette. His physique is as strong as a bull, and his appearance is very hearty.

The sound of blasting the air can be seen at any time, and he can only see his body floating in the air, and his limbs seem to disappear. However, after such intense exercise, his breathing remained steady.

Suddenly a green light beam hits like a meteor, as fast as thunder. There was a difference of more than ten kilometers, but it instantly appeared in front of the hearty youth. The beam dropping from the sky finally showed his true appearance, a man covered in green. He wears a white headscarf and a white cloak engraved with magic characters.

“hehe……pic, you are here just right, let me do a few tricks.” The hearty black haired youth stopped his special training after seeing the person in front of him, and said with a smile .

“Where’s Gohan, why didn’t he come to accompany you to train?” Piccolo wrapped his hands around his chest, but he didn’t notice the breath of lunch. The purpose of his coming was to train with Gohan, and he didn’t even plan to fight the perverted cultivation in front of him.

“Gohan is not over from school. I guess it will take a while. Anyway, its boring to practice by myself, so Im tired of Bick.”

“Grandson, wait ……” You will find it boring, I think you are enjoying it. Piccolo knew his character well, so when Piccolo just wanted to tactfully refuse, he rushed towards himself.

The plan to wait for Gohan to come back fell through, and Piccolo could only brace oneself to meet the grandson.

“Sure enough, it is very difficult to deal with, really a suitable opponent to practice. After returning from Namek, your cultivation has not fallen.” Wukongs attacks are fast, and every attack is accompanied strong force.

Pick barely withstood Goku’s surprise attack, and sometimes countered with a few moves. The two people who collided in midair shook violently, but there was no silhouette in their sight, only a violent sound of snapping.

In the aftermath of the two men’s moves, the slight wind spread out, bringing some coolness to the summer heat. They did not wait for Gohan to return. Two people practiced here.

Goku hasn’t turned into a super game, so Piccolo, who has been combined twice, can catch his attack. But Wukong is the stronger type of war, and the gap between the two will only increase in the future.

“The bloodline of the fighting race Saiyans is really abnormal.” Piccoard was careful to resist Wukong’s fierce fists, for fear of getting a few strokes, it is estimated that the wounds from Wukong’s invitation some time ago than the test hit In pain.

At this moment, Wukongs right hand gathered a blue energy ball and launched it towards Piccolo. It’s so close, so Bick can react. His right hand threw the same gas bomb, and the two exploded in the air.

At the moment of the explosion, Piccolo rushed into the explosion and appeared in front of Wukong. However, Goku’s expression was a little strange, he was standing there as if he was stiff, so Piccolo’s powerful fist hit his stomach.

Under Bick’s attack, Goku’s face became paler. He didn’t fight back, but half-kneeled on the ground, covering his chest.

It’s a lie, could it be that the hard training a while ago had the effect, and my fist defeated Wukong?

“hehe… how is my fist, Wukong, strong enough.” Piccolo said cheerfully.

Wukong just forced out an ugly smile: “Okay… so awesome, you beat me so painful… I… I can’t stand up…”

Goku said this as if he had pulled out all the bones, facing the loess and leaning towards Piccolo. Sun Wukong, the super Saiyan who once galloped the universe, fell to the ground in Piccolo’s attack!

“Hey…Old Sun don’t crack a joke, I’m getting angry.” Piccolo thought Goku was joking, but after kicking him, he found that he was not at all wake up.

This discovery made Piccolo stunned. He quickly held up Wukong and found that his face was super ugly. He did not pretend, but was truly “injured”.

“Old Sun…Old Sun, wake up soon…” Piccolo shook Wukong hard, but he closed his eyes tightly. Piccolo panicked for a moment, and directly picked up Wukong and ran towards his home.

At high speed like a jet fighter, Piccolo held Goku through the woods and appeared in front of the circular fortress. The simple and small house is Wukong’s home. Because Wukong father and son are too good to eat, and because Wukong did not go to work, their home is very simple.

As for the hardship, Qiqi didn’t say anything, but complained that her husband could only cultivate cultivation, and even her son, Gohan, did not learn. When she saw Gohan turning into golden hair, Kiki almost fainted.

She cried and told her husband that Gohan had become a bad boy. Who knows that the situation in front of him is all caused by Wukong, he hehe smirked and praised his son for being great.

When Piccolo brought Wukong into the house, Kiki was spinning around the kitchen. The son is coming back, and she is going to prepare food for Gohan.

“Hey hey… Kiki, come out and have a look, Wukong looks a little strange…” After putting Wukong on the bed, Piccolo shouted at Kiki loudly in the kitchen.

“He is stronger than a cow. What can be weird, is he hungry and faint?” Wukong’s wife finally appeared. She looked like a woman in her thirties. Crow’s feet crawled in the corner of her eye.

At this time, she lost the beauty of her youth, just like an ordinary village girl. After seeing the face pale Goku, Kiki, who carried the spatula, was so scared that the spatula in her hand fell to the ground without knowing it.

“What the hell happened, how did Wukong become like that?” Qiqi, like a shrew, asked Piccolo in front of her.

“I…I…” Piccolo has a hard time saying. Could it be that he injured Wukong himself?

“I was injured in a private trial, it’s really messy.” Qiqi knew Goku’s character deeply, and then guessed the truth.

“Um…that, it is important to treat Wukong first. I should have fairy beans in the house.” Piccolo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then hurriedly said.

“wait a minute” Kiki glared at Piccolo, then turned around and poured the fairy beans out of the bag. Although I fed the fairy beans to Wukong, the result was…