Chapter 480 The Return of Piccolo, Golden Piccolo

Chapter 480 The Return of Piccolo, Golden Piccolo

Everything for everyone is gradually returning to normal.

But it seems that only Sun Wuhan sighs every day.

"Um...Dad, when will Uncle Piccolo come back?!" Sun Wuhan looked up at the sky again and sighed silently.

Piccolo, who was being remembered, was currently in an unknown place of darkness.

From time to time, a heart-rending roar could be heard, which was Piccolo's throat being broken.

"You should hold on...child, as a descendant of the Dragon God..."

"Ah ah ah..."

A green figure is tied up with countless iron chains. This is Piccolo, whom Sun Wuhan misses dearly.

At this moment, his hands were bound by the iron chains, and it seemed that some energy was being continuously input.

"Ah!" Piccolo cried out in pain again, as the energy was rapidly transmitted.

Piccolo only felt as if his body was being burned by lava, and his bones seemed to be slowly being broken by a hammer.

"giggle"

This kind of pain cannot be described in words, it is like torture from hell, but Piccolo endured it without wavering, holding on to the chain at hand with both hands.

High in the sky, there was a golden ball of light. It looked at Piccolo's face twitching in pain and the veins that kept popping up, and sighed quietly.

"It's still a little short, hold on!"

Piccolo's originally green face turned purple due to the severe pain, and the sweat from his body had already soaked his clothes.

His wet palms almost loosened the chain, and Bic's mind went blank. He only persisted in his belief in becoming stronger.

He never gave up. He followed Sun Wukong's footsteps, but his racial talent was not high enough.

And now, he has the opportunity to break through the race. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... How is it possible that he would be willing to suffer such pain and fall?

Piccolo, who was enduring hellish pain, showed his fangs and smiled in the end. His long-standing wish surpassed Sun Wukong's wish...

Piccolo's originally green skin emitted a golden light, and in an instant Piccolo transformed into a human form of golden light.

"Success! My child..."

"Hehehe, I think I have become the best in the world!"

As the light faded, Piccolo, who was plated in gold, exploded the chains in his hands, with a look of incomparable pride on his face.

"Kid, you succeeded! Congratulations!" The golden light group from high in the sky gradually fell in front of Piccolo.

"Thank you... Lord Dragon God!" Piccolo cupped his hands towards Salama with an excited look on his face.

It was another ordinary day, with sunny and windy weather.

Lin Qi was lying on the big tree of the Universal Capsule Villa boredly with a piece of grass in his mouth.

There were the chirping of sparrows around him, and the sounds of Trunks and Sun Wuten playing in the courtyard.

"Hey..." Lin Qi spat out the grass roots in his mouth, and he began to curse the great priest for the 13th day in his heart.

Whether it was the great priest who originally controlled time and space or the great priest who rebelled and ran away here, they were all within the scope of Lin Qi's abuse.

Since the battle at Arakina, the 13th day of peace had passed, and Lin Qi was in a daze.

Is his original main time and space an illusion?His rats and cornic are both illusory...

"Hey, Lin Qi, aren't you planning to go back to your universe? That Vegeta from Universe 17 has already come to you 8 times!"

Under the tree, there was Sun Wukong with his hands on his hips. He grinned and looked up at Lin Qi, who was leaning on the tree trunk.

"Uh...after I came here, was Vegeta dragged into a sparring session again?" Lin Qi turned to look down and asked with a smile.

This was also the reason why Lin Qi was hiding in Bulma's house.

Wanting to see him, Prince Vegeta from Universe No. 17 has to be beaten severely by himself from Universe No. 7 every time.

It's not really a beating. The two Vegetas are equal to each other.

"Goku..."

Sun Wukong was about to answer when he heard an extremely familiar voice behind him and saw two figures appear.

It was Piccolo brought by Kaioshin Xinhe.

Sun Wukong turned around in surprise and saw his old acquaintance Piccolo, who instantly smiled.

"Picker, you're back! Hehe... Gohan is thinking about you every day!" Sun Wukong waved to Piccolo.

"Huh?!" Lin Qi jumped down from the tree. He raised his lips and looked at Piccolo, asking, "Salama seems to have made you a lot stronger?"

"Hmph... Now I think, Wukong, you are no longer my opponent!" The cloak behind Piccolo swayed in the wind, and he showed an extremely confident smile.

Sun Wukong had an illusion for a moment, as if...the confident Demon King Piccolo appeared in front of him again.

"Really..." Sun Wukong's face showed excitement, but there was no trace of jealousy. He looked at Piccolo excitedly.

"Let's go... let's spar, Piccolo!"

"Okay..." The corners of Bick's mouth curved deeply, and neither of them said too much nonsense.

He flew away from Bulma's villa and headed towards the uninhabited desert area.

Lin Qi was also a little curious and followed him.

As soon as they landed in a deserted place, Sun Wukong and Piccolo took up fighting postures.

Sun Wukong clenched his fists with a look of eagerness on his face, and soon the energy brought out by his bent knees and feet directly caused the earth to shake.

"Just use your strongest transformation, right? Wukong, otherwise you are no match for me!" Piccolo looked confident.

He looked at Sun Wukong who was covered in blue aura and said, "It seems like your super blue can't beat me!"

"Really? How would you know if you don't try?" Sun Wukong swayed and rushed in front of Piccolo in the blink of an eye.

The powerful impact spread directly around Piccolo.

Piccolo's body shook, and his green skin instantly turned into a shining golden color.

Lin Qi raised his eyebrows. Piccolo also turned golden. The dragon balls nowadays are poisonous. Everyone likes the golden color.

The Saiyans were the leader, followed by Frieza, and later Cell, Gula, etc...

Even Piccolo is like this now!

Facing Sun Wukong who rushed in front of him at lightning speed, Piccolo did not panic at all.

There was even a ghostly smile on his lips, and his muscles instantly expanded, with fists as big as casseroles, heading straight for Sun Wukong's abdomen.

Sun Wukong is not weak either. He raised his feet and quickly did a backflip to avoid Piccolo's strong blow.

"bang bang bang"

The dodge posture was perfect, but Sun Wukong's expression silently told Piccolo's strength.

"Oops..."

Sun Wukong was stranded due to his backflip. Before he landed, Piccolo's other fist was already waiting for a long time at the same place where Sun Wukong landed.