Dragon Ball Guilty

At both ends of the ring, Feng Zi and Bic stood there solemnly. The host introduced the two people eloquently, but neither Bick nor Feng Zi listened to the words.

Quiet, chill! The air was filled with a vague murderous aura, like the vast fog in the morning, thickly surrounding the two of them. Feng Zi's eyes were extremely sharp, like a sharp knife, shining with sharp brilliance; Piccolo's eyes were very cold, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, exuding a chill three feet deep.

Feng Zi's pupils shrank and dilated, a faint smile spread across her face, and she fell into a state of high excitement. She regarded fighting as a kind of entertainment, which only a freak like Feng Zi could do.

Before the two of them fought, the atmosphere became weird. It seemed that where their eyes met, sparks were flying and flames were burning. Feng Zi wanted to knock Piccolo down, and Piccolo wanted to knock Feng Zi down. Kill!

A sneer hung from the corners of Piccolo's lips, his eyes glowed red, and boundless Qi surged out of his body. The violent and fierce Qi made Feng Zi feel frightened!

Feeling Piccolo's full Qi, Feng Zi's eyes narrowed, and the Qi from him exploded in vain! Invisibly, the two started a confrontation. The host who was closest felt that the air around him was thickening and it was very difficult to breathe!

The host glanced at the two people on the ring in shock. This was the first time he felt an urgent sense of crisis. It felt like two lions moving at will, and you were in the middle of the two lions.

"I announce that the game has begun!" The host said with difficulty into the microphone, his voice thick, and after finishing speaking, he left the ring as if running away.

In the stands, applause and cheers rang out. Everyone cheered up and looked at the ring, waiting for Feng Zi and Piccolo to start a battle!

The sound of "crackling" continued to occur. Feng Zi and Bike remained unmoved. Their qi collided together, and countless cyclones were produced at the intersection. The cyclones continued to rotate, constantly friction with the air in the surrounding space, and produced countless sounds!

Suddenly, both of them started at the same time! The figures of Feng Zi and Piccolo were blurred in place, and disappeared on the ring in an instant. The speed was simply shocking! Not to mention whether the audience could see it or not, even Klin and others in the rest area had a hard time catching the traces of the two of them, because the speed was so fast that it made them feel inferior!

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the entire arena shook, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions. The ground seemed to be thrown into the water of a stone, the dust stirred up, and circles of ripples spread out in all directions!

With his eyes firmly locked on Piccolo, Feng Zi's right fist struck with unparalleled power. The air vibrated as if it was torn apart, creating an astonishing air explosion! A trace of ferocity flashed across Piccolo's face, and the devil's terror was revealed between his brows. He waved his hands in front of his chest at lightning speed.

I saw that Feng Zi's fist was placed on Piccolo's chest, held there by two strong arms. "Teng!" Feng Zi suddenly squatted down, used both feet to push hard, and instantly pulled out his left fist, hooking the air with both fists. Without any hesitation, he frantically attacked Piccolo from both sides.

Piccolo's hands criss-crossed frequently, and Feng Zi's fists collided with each other. The speed of the fists was terrifyingly fast, causing the sound of wind to continue and afterimages to appear one after another. Suddenly, Feng Zi twisted his waist, moved his body to the side like a water snake, and kicked out his left foot fiercely, directly attacking Piccolo's crotch.

Piccolo never let down his guard. When he saw Feng Zi using such a sinister trick, his face changed, and he quickly withdrew his hands, grabbing Feng Zi's thigh fiercely.

Changing moves, Feng Zi seemed to have already predicted Piccolo's next move. He changed his moves in an instant, rotating his body 180 degrees, like a dragon out of the sea, turning fiercely, and hit Piccolo with a large roundhouse kick. chest.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Piccolo was shaken several meters away, his eyes were blood red, and a raging murderous aura enveloped him! Feng Zi moved her feet and rushed over again. Piccolo sneered and attacked head on!

In the rest area, "Wukong, who do you think will win?" Klin asked the entranced Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's eyes were calm and he was watching attentively. After hearing Klin's question, he replied: "Feng Zi hasn't used his full strength yet!"

"Isn't it?" Klin was a little shocked, so he looked at the two sides fighting in the ring with doubt.

I saw that Feng Zi and Bic's arms were already crossed together, like a bullfight, head to head, arm to arm. Surprisingly, the two of them were frozen there, with neither one being pushed by the other. "Tear!" There was a sudden sound under the feet of the two people, and the ground of the arena suddenly cracked, spreading around like a spider web.

Piccolo roared, and all the muscles in his body swelled up. The veins on his neck and arms were even exposed and shaking constantly. But to his surprise, Feng Zi still stood there firmly, with his feet like It was like nails nailed to the ground, not taking a step back. And there was no sign of effort on his face, and his expression was even smiling.