While people all over the world were paying attention to the battle between Goku and King Piccolo and spiritedly talking about it, the tempo of the battle was getting faster, with afterimages appearing one by one. At the same time, the scale of victory was slowly tilting towards Goku.
King Piccolo was strong—stronger than most of the martial artists on Earth; however, his body was old and decaying. In front of Goku whose strength and vitality was far greater than his, King Piccolo gradually couldn’t endure, and after a few hundred rounds of battle, he was on the verge of being defeated.
“How can this be!? How are you so powerful?” King Piccolo’s eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief; his wrinkled face was completely distorted.
When Master Mutaito used the Evil Containment Wave to seal him in the past, King Piccolo didn’t mind; after all, it was a fraudulent skill. ‘But… who the hell is this kid? He is actually able to defeat me…’
‘I’ve waited for three hundred years… Could it be that another strong opponent has sprung up?’
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