Chu Xiao's strength once again shocked Master Roshi and everyone present.
Two days ago, everyone witnessed the strength Chu Xiao displayed at the world's number one martial arts conference.
Nowadays, the combat effectiveness displayed by Chu Xiao is more than twice of what it was before. In other words, the change in Chu Xiao's strength can no longer be judged by multiples.
Because everyone could clearly sense that Chu Xiao's entire temperament had changed greatly, just like a beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years and suddenly awakened, bursting out with the most powerful and primitive fighting instinct, unimaginable fighting power for ordinary people.
"Brother Chu Xiao, you are so strong! That look in my eyes makes me feel cold behind my back, so scary."
Wukong also exclaimed, his comment expressed the thoughts of everyone. It was hard for them to imagine what kind of practice could allow a person to achieve such a terrible change and possess such power.
Cough cough! Piccolo coughed twice, covering his broken arm that was bleeding emerald green blood. The wrinkles on his face became more hideous, and sweat kept flowing down.
"Damn it! I underestimated this brat!" Piccolo said secretly in his heart. Since he arrived at Kame House, Piccolo has looked down on Chu Xiao and others from the bottom of his heart. When fighting with Chu Xiao, he did not directly use his full strength. Even when he used his full strength, he still confidently believed that he could kill Chu Xiao in seconds. He did not expect that Chu Xiao actually had hidden strength.
Because of his extreme arrogance, Piccolo lost an arm in his first fight with Chu Xiao!
Piccolo covered his severed arm, thinking that now that he was missing an arm, his combat condition would definitely be affected, and was preparing to use the Namekian's unique ability to regenerate severed limbs.
But before Piccolo could perform his move, he felt Chu Xiao's figure in front of him shake and turn into a phantom.
"Not good!" Piccolo exclaimed in his heart. Chu Xiao did not give him any chance to breathe. He went all out from the beginning and tried to take his life with every move.
Puff! The metal dagger cut through the flesh and blood. Everyone saw a flash of cold light. Piccolo's other arm blocked Chu Xiao's fatal blow that pierced his heart. A bowl-sized cut immediately appeared on his arm.
"Hiss!" The huge pain went straight to the depths of his soul. The burning sensation from the Hellfire Dagger that penetrated his soul once again caused Piccolo to suffer heavy losses.
"Chu Xiao, we're about to win!" Master Roshi held the Zen wood staff in his hand, and with his vision, he could naturally see the strengths and weaknesses of the battle.
Lord Piccolo was already old and frail, and now after being hit by Chu Xiao's fierce and torrential attack, he was left with only one tenth of his strength left. Death was only a matter of time.
However, with Master Roshi's keen eyesight, he saw something that surprised him.
"Why do I always feel that Chu Xiao didn't try his best? For example, with the assassination just now, with the exquisiteness of Chu Xiao's moves, he only needed a change of moves to bypass Piccolo's arm and pierce his heart. But..."
There was confusion in Master Roshi's eyes, as if he felt that Chu Xiao was deliberately letting him win, as if he was constantly putting death pressure on Piccolo and forcing him to do something.
No one can guarantee what this murderous devil will do under Chu Xiao's torture and oppression.
Why didn’t Chu Xiao just kill the Great Demon King Piccolo
Is there any point in keeping Lord Piccolo alive
Hermit Turtle's guess really revealed Chu Xiao's dilemma.
Lord Piccolo is the evil incarnation of God. In the original work, as long as Piccolo dies, God will die with him.
The Dragon Balls were created by the God of Namek. Once the God died, the Dragon Balls naturally became useless stones.
Among those present, Chu Xiao was the only one who understood this principle most clearly.
Therefore, Chu Xiao knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to continue to possess the Dragon Balls, Lord Piccolo must not die. However, if such an evil Lord Piccolo did not die, he would definitely be a disaster if he stayed alive.
Chu Xiao had to kill him as soon as possible.
Now, it is neither right to kill nor to keep him.
Naturally, Chu Xiao felt very embarrassed.
In desperation, Chu Xiao could only continue to torture Piccolo, hoping to force Piccolo to use his last bit of vitality to give birth to a new generation of Piccolo, just like in the original work.
In that case, the evil Lord Piccolo can die!
The Dragon Balls will not lose their function because of his death.
But the difficulty lies in how to make Piccolo II come into being from Piccolo the Great Demon King.
Should I just tell the great devil Piccolo that you can’t beat me, so give birth to a son and let him seek revenge on me when he grows up
Chu Xiao believed that if he really said that, Piccolo would never give birth to Piccolo II, but would do his utmost to die with him.
After all, judging from the current situation, Lord Piccolo, who calls himself a demon, still has the pride and self-esteem of a demon king.
As the Demon King, how could you endure such humiliation from Chu Xiao
While Master Roshi was surprised, the battle between Chu Xiao and Piccolo had entered a stalemate.
I saw that Lord Piccolo was covered in wounds. One arm was broken and the other arm was also disabled. There were shocking wounds all over his body, and the emerald green blood soaked his navy blue martial arts uniform.
The Great Devil Piccolo was breathing heavily, his eyes full of anger. As the person involved, how could he not see that Chu Xiao could have killed him, but he had been delaying and constantly torturing, insulting and destroying him? It was strange to think that he was once the most feared devil in the world, but now he was being insulted by a young man.
Piccolo was shaking with anger. Even though he was already too weak to recover, he still yelled at the top of his lungs, "You weak little boy, you tortured me like this. Today, I will make sure that all of you die here."
Before Piccolo finished his words, Chu Xiao's body paused, and his palm changed, rolling up some water from the sea. The Bei Ming Qi surged, and immediately condensed into dozens of ice crystals.
Piccolo stared at the ice crystals and wondered in his heart what kind of strange move was this
But Chu Xiao shot out from his palm, and ice crystals came straight towards the great devil Piccolo.
"Damn it! I can't dodge it!" King Piccolo really wanted to dodge these ice crystals, but the ice crystals were extremely small and their speed was extremely fast, so it was impossible for Piccolo, who was seriously injured, to dodge them.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Dozens of ice crystals formed his body. Piccolo, who was already in a dying state, froze all over. Then, a scream that made people's backs itch continuously came out of Piccolo's throat. Piccolo's whole body was extremely itchy, but he had no arms to relieve the itch. He could only roll and rub on the ground to relieve the itch on his body.
"What kind of move is this that makes Lord Piccolo so painful?" Master Roshi and the others looked at Piccolo, who was still strong a second ago, but now rolled on the ground in pain. Looking at his expression, it seemed like he wished he could die immediately. They were also shocked by Chu Xiao's move. Where did Chu Xiao learn such an inhumane move
This question has been on everyone's mind for so long that it has become instinctive.
"Itchy! Itchy! Kill me! Kill me quickly!" Piccolo screamed continuously. The magnetic levitation plane above Kame's House had already fled away the moment Piccolo fell to the ground.
Chu Xiao released the first-level gene lock, and he felt weak all over. The emptiness from deep in his genes almost made Chu Xiao lose his balance. Fortunately, Chu Xiao forced himself to keep his body steady.
The side effects of unlocking the gene lock for the first time should have been huge. However, Chu Xiao used the power of the guide Zhang Jie to perfectly unlock the gene lock. Naturally, the side effect was only exhaustion, and he did not faint directly.
"You want to die! I'll grant your wish!" Chu Xiao said as he raised his palms and made Kamehameha gesture. A ball of Qigong wave quickly condensed, but upon closer inspection, it was much smaller than usual, only as thick as an arm, so the power was naturally much smaller.
But no matter how small the power was, in the eyes of the dying Piccolo, it meant the arrival of death. Piccolo was trembling all over, and his face was already twisted.
Is death scary? Of course it is scary!
But for Piccolo, a demon king who treats human life as worthless, is death scary
Terrible! Even more terrible than when ordinary people come into contact with death!
Only those who have witnessed death frequently feel the greater fear of death.
Piccolo, he suddenly didn't want to die! But it was too late.
The Qigong wave between Chu Xiao's palms has rushed over. In the next second, if it hits Piccolo, he will definitely die.
"Damn it!" Piccolo struggled in pain. His throat began to bulge and all the energy in his body rushed to his throat frantically. His vitality was dissipating at a very fast rate. A new seed was born from the throat of the great devil Piccolo.
"My son! You must avenge your father!"
Boom! After a loud bang, Piccolo's evil aura disappeared from this world.
When the dust settled, Chu Xiao slowly fell from the sky, holding a huge egg with dark green fluid in his hand. It was the hope that Piccolo planned to shoot into the distance when he was dying.
Chu Xiao looked at the egg in his hand and said, "Are you Piccolo II?"