Dragon Ball Guilty

Just as Tianjin Fan, Feng Zi and others were talking, a gloomy murderous aura passed by. Piccolo slowly walked towards the exit. Everyone, including Feng Zi, looked solemn.

Piccolo's face had no expression at all and was filled with ferocious murderous intent. When he approached Tianjin Rice, his steps stopped.

"I hope you won't die so early in the ring!" A voice as cold as frost rang in everyone's ears. Tianjin Fan's face changed. He knew very well that Piccolo's words were meant for him.

Just as Feng Zi was about to have a fit, Sun Wukong stopped him and shook his head. Feng Zi tried her best to calm down the unhappiness in her heart, but she clenched her fists tightly and looked at Piccolo's figure with anger in her eyes.

Piccolo ignored Tianjin Fan, glanced at Feng Zi and Sun Wukong, and smiled arrogantly: "Don't be anxious, deal with him, and I will deal with you!" After saying that, he laughed loudly, As if he didn't care about Feng Zi's murderous eyes, he walked straight to the ring.

After a moment of silence, Feng Zi turned to Tianjin Fan and said, "Don't ever agree to this guy's words." Tianjin Fan was slightly startled and understood that there was something in Feng Zi's words, which was an extension of telling him that he must not die. Survive!

Tianjin Fan nodded and said with a smile: "I want him to see the results of my hard work day and night for three years!" After saying this, he walked towards the ring neither fast nor slow.

Sun Wukong watched Tianjin Fan's back and said to Feng Zi beside him: "We should persuade him not to fight this guy Piccolo!"

"Oh, you can't just take everything at face value. If you are afraid of that guy, Tianjin Fan's strength will stop, because he has lost the dignity of a man!" Feng Zi said in a deep voice. He and Sun Wukong looked at it from all angles. The strength of Tianjin Fan is obviously weaker than that of Piccolo, but no matter he wins or loses, the fight is all about one breath.

After hearing Feng Zi's words, Sun Wukong's face showed a bit of astonishment, and his eyes looked at Feng Zi with a lot of meaning: "Yes, you can't just take everything at face value."

On the ring, Piccolo and Tianjin Fan stood on each side. The host came to the center of the ring, holding a microphone in his hand: "Let me introduce the two contestants. The one on the left is the champion of the last Tenkaichi Budokai. , Tianjin Fan Contestant!" As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was in a state of excitement. The audience's applause exploded like fried beans, and the cheers rose as high as if they had been drunk on stimulants.

The host saw that the effect was good, so he continued to introduce: "Although the player on my right is participating in the competition for the first time, he should not be underestimated. He showed amazing strength in the preliminary competition. He is the second generation player of the Demon !”

There was sparse applause. When the audience saw this green-faced contestant, they felt that he was a little sick. They didn't expect him to defeat the previous champion, Tianjin Fan, so they were much more quiet than before!

Piccolo didn't care what the audience thought. He remained expressionless and stared at his opponent, Tianjin Fan, indifferently.

Tianjin Fan is also paying close attention to Piccolo with vigilance. After he learned that the true identity of the second-generation Demon in front of him is Piccolo, he has been paying attention to him. After watching Piccolo's game, Tianjin Fan discovered that he and Piccolo Just like Demon King Piccolo, his thoughts are extremely evil and his actions are equally ruthless! If this guy is allowed to do whatever he wants, he will definitely cause another disaster!

After the host said that his mouth was dry, he finally said excitedly: "I declare that the game has officially begun!" Immediately, the stands were filled with roars and a strong atmosphere was burning.

Tianjin Fan's expression was solemn, and he slowly closed the distance with Piccolo. He planned to test the strength of this guy first. After all, in the preliminary round, Piccolo's opponents were pitifully weak, so it was impossible to tell how good he was.

Murderous intent surges! Piccolo's body exuded a suffocating murderous aura, forcing the air to become thicker. In Tianjin Fan's eyes, this guy simply looked down on him. He had no defense, no precautions, and was full of flaws.

Tianjin Fan began to lose his temper. If he just continued like this, he would be completely suppressed by the opponent's momentum. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net So he made a decisive decision. Tianjin Fan's eyes flickered. After locking his eyes on Piccolo's position, his figure moved and accelerated suddenly. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Piccolo. He clenched his right hand into a fist and struck fiercely. Hit Piccolo's throat, but it is a vital part of the human body. If it hits, you will not die but will be injured!

Piccolo smiled contemptuously, as if Tianjin Fan's attack speed was no different than a snail. When Tianjin Fan's moves were old enough, he suddenly struck out and punched out strangely. Driven by the wind of the punch, the air seemed to turn into a violent and powerful hurricane, and the quiet void surged violently like a wave.

"Boom!" The violent collision made the air seem to explode. Tianjin Fan looked at Piccolo in disbelief. When his fist collided, it was extremely painful, as if it had hit a steel plate. He actually lost to Piccolo in terms of strength!

"Humph!" A cold snort suddenly sounded, and Tianjin Fan became alert. He felt a figure flash in front of him, and Piccolo's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Immediately, an irresistible sense of oppression rippled through Tianjin Fan's chest, and Tianjin Fan began to panic. He never dreamed that he would actually fall behind as soon as he started.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The sound of bombardment sounded one after another. On the arena dozens of meters away, two figures suddenly collided with each other and suddenly separated. The speed was faster than lightning. For a moment, the energy was overflowing, and the air was violently stirred. move. The entire audience was stunned, speechless, and stunned, completely immersed in this wonderful fight.

Tianjin Fan's mood at this time can only be described by the word "shock". Piccolo's speed is terrifying and his strength is astonishing. He is no match for him. He has been hit repeatedly, and his original intact clothes have been damaged by the cold. The strong wind tore it apart, leaving a few bruises on the exposed muscles.