Copy Ability?

"I'll leave right after I finish speaking!" Jaco said hastily. "The three people coming are all very strong, but the most troublesome one is that Seven-Three! That guy has the Copy Ability!"

"Copy?" Krillin was taken aback.

"He can steal other people's abilities from their necks and copy yours, maintaining it for 30 minutes," Jaco explained.

"30 minutes? Isn't that the same as Body Change or brainwashing?" Piccolo asked.

"Completely different. Seven-Three was already very strong, plus his unique abilities." Jaco shook his head.

"Is that guy human too?" Krillin asked again.

"No, he is an artificial life form created on a technologically advanced planet, so he has no emotions," Jaco replied.

"So they're artificial lifeforms... But speaking of which, don't we still have a few androids here? They can come and help, right?" Krillin thought for a moment, then remembered some new helpers and asked, "When will those three arrive?"

"About 10 days!" Jaco said thoughtfully.

"Ten days, huh? Use that time to train properly." Krillin nodded, then looked up at Piccolo, "Piccolo, what about you?"

"I'm always training," Piccolo replied.

However, just as they were talking, a Wormhole appeared in the sky.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Seven-Three, Shimorekka, and Yunba appeared on the Lookout.

"Who? Who's here?" Krillin was taken aback.

"S... Seven-Three?" Jaco was taken aback, his face turning extremely pale.

"Didn't you say it would be 10 days?" Krillin turned and looked at Jaco with an annoyance.

"How would I know about something like this?" Jaco shook his head.

"The fact that someone on the planet we detoured to was able to create Wormhole was a huge help," Shimorekka said with a smile.

"If we were to fly over in a spaceship, it would probably take several days," Yunba laughed.

"And for some reason, this Earth is completely different from the one we just visited," Shimorekka continued. "Seven-Three also used Wormhole twice to get here!"

Piccolo and the others immediately fell silent.

"It's the Magareni Brothers." Seven-Three turned to look at the three people in the cage.

The Seven-Three moment, the three of them walked towards each other.

"Hey, hey!" Jaco shouted urgently, "You guys!"

"Huh?" Shimorekka paused, slightly taken aback, and turned to look at Jaco. "Aren't you Galactic Patrol? What's your name again?"

"Jaco!" Seven-Three answered from the side.

"Yes, yes, why are you here?" Shimorekka asked with a smile. "Did you catch those three? Well done!"

"Yes! Yes! I caught him. Are you here to rescue him? I won't allow it!" Jaco said, mustering his courage and clenching his fist.

Krillin glanced at Jaco, speechless for a moment.

Did you really catch those three people? Didn't Piccolo catch them?

"Shimorekka! You came really fast! Let us out quickly!" Paster said excitedly.

"Hey, Paster, you're still alive! We're here to relay Lord Moro's message!" Shimorekka said with a smile. "Lord Moro said that there's no need for traitors who act without authorization! Such people need to be eliminated!"

As he spoke, Shimorekka raised his right hand high, and a ball of energy appeared in his hand.

The Magareni Brothers' expressions changed repeatedly.

However, just as Shimorekka raised his hand, it was suddenly grabbed from behind.

Shimorekka was startled and turned to look at Piccolo behind her. "What are you doing?"

"No killing is allowed on the sacred Lookout!" Piccolo said coldly.

The Magareni Brothers breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Let go of me!" Shimorekka quickly pulled his hand away from Piccolo's grasp.

"I will not allow evil people to invade Earth. Get out of here!" Piccolo said coldly.

"Hmph!" Shimorekka snorted coldly and gave a wink to Seven-Three beside him.

Seven-Three understood immediately, and in a flash appeared behind Piccolo, grabbing him by the neck.

Piccolo was horrified.

"Piccolo!" Krillin exclaimed.

"Smack!"

In a mere instant, Seven-Three had completed the replication of Piccolo.

Suddenly, Piccolo's image appeared in a crystal on Seven-Three's forehead.

This indicates that Seven-Three is prepared to utilize Piccolo's abilities.

Piccolo reacted quickly, slapping his opponent to break free and retreating rapidly.

"What... what did you do to me?" Piccolo shouted angrily.

"Could it be..." Jaco's expression changed repeatedly.

"Go, Seven-Three!" Shimorekka ordered Seven-Three.

Seven-Three brought his index and middle fingers together and placed them on his forehead to gather energy.

Piccolo was taken aback.

This move looks so familiar!

"Call out!"

A Spiral Light Flame shot towards Piccolo's location.

Piccolo was terrified and hurriedly tried to dodge.

"Boom!"

The Spiral Light Flame pierced directly through the Lookout's ground, leaving a dark hole at Piccolo's feet.

"Hehehe, your trick is not bad." Shimorekka smiled.

"Your abilities have been copied!" Jaco shouted at Piccolo.

"You... what did you say?" Piccolo's face changed color.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Seven-Three's arm stretched out like a rubber band and punched Jaco in the face, knocking Jaco off the Lookout.

"Ah..."

Jaco let out a scream.

"Jaco!" Piccolo exclaimed in alarm and hurriedly chased after him.

"Chase them!" Shimorekka ordered Seven-Three.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The two transformed into two beams of light and chased after Piccolo.

"Hey!" Krillin shouted, and followed after them.

However, Krillin was quickly pulled back by Yunba, who grabbed his ankle.

"Come and fight me." Yunba said with a smile.

Krillin glanced back at Yunba, gritted his teeth, and nodded.

"Bang!"

Yunba suddenly kicked Krillin off the Lookout.

At the same time, Piccolo caught up with Jaco at lightning speed.

Flames shot out from Jaco's feet, and he immediately adjusted his body, levitating into the air.

"So you can fly." Piccolo breathed a sigh of relief.

"It can fly for a while." Jaco nodded.

The two slowly descended onto a stone wall in the distance.

"I clearly told you about his skills just now, how did you still get caught by him?" Jaco complained irritably.

"I'm sorry, it was my carelessness," Piccolo said in a deep voice, then asked, "Has he copied all my abilities? How should I fight?"

"Yes, he has copied all your abilities." Jaco nodded.

"Including my transformations?" Piccolo asked.

"Transform?" Jaco was taken aback.

"Just like this." Piccolo said, immediately transforming into Orange Mode.

"Suddenly it turned into a scary face, who is it trying to frighten?" Jaco was startled.

"Did you copy this transformation as well?" Piccolo asked.

"Of course, when I say copy, I mean copying all your abilities!" Jaco said irritably. "He also has the powerful energy provided by your transformation."

Piccolo: "..."

"That's why I told you not to be careless, but you just wouldn't listen." Jaco felt like he had a terrible teammate.

"In other words, it can be considered as fighting against myself, right?" Piccolo said in a deep voice.

"Here it comes!" Jaco pointed to the sky and pulled out his pistol, firing at Seven-Three in the air.

While high in the air, Seven-Three's arms suddenly stretched several times longer and reached down to grab Piccolo.

Piccolo had now activated his Orange Mode, and his arms were also extended.

Their hands clasped together in mid-air, a contest of strength.

The moment Piccolo and Seven-Three made contact, Piccolo could clearly feel that the other's strength was not much different from his own.

This guy actually copied all the energy I had in Orange Mode.

And this guy is just Moro's underling.

Even one of Moro's underlings is this monstrous.

No wonder Buu lost to Moro.

Piccolo didn't know was that it wasn't Buu who was defeated by Moro, but the Grand Supreme Kai was Buu in disguise.

At this moment, Piccolo and Seven-Three, hand in hand, engaged in a tug-of-war in the air.

The two rushed toward each other and their heads collided heavily.

Piccolo felt his head buzzing and felt dizzy for a while.

Seven-Three also saw a burst of machine code appear before his eyes, followed by him waving his fists and fighting with Piccolo.

Jaco held his pistol, aimed it at Seven-Three, and prepared to fire.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Shimorekka rushed over and snatched Jaco's pistol away.

Jaco was shocked and cried out in alarm.

"Over here, Galactic Patrol!" Shimorekka brandished her pistol on a cliff not far away, a mocking smile on her face. "You're really hopeless!"

"How dare you take a gun that's equivalent to Galactic Patrol's life! You've got some nerve, Shimorekka!" Jaco gritted his teeth in hatred and rushed forward to snatch the pistol.

Shimorekka jumped back and forth to dodge.

"Boom!"

Piccolo and Seven-Three blasted each other together, creating a massive burst of energy.

The two energies collided in mid-air, causing a massive explosion.

The powerful airflow spread wildly in all directions.

Piccolo was greatly shocked, and as expected, he sensed that the opponent's strength was not much different from his own.

Jaco glanced in Piccolo's direction, then suddenly remembered something and quickly reminded him, "There's something I forgot to mention: his stamina is limitless. Don't try to outlast him; you won't win that way!"

Piccolo: "..."

Piccolo felt completely terrible at that moment.

"Why didn't you say something so important sooner?" Piccolo shouted angrily.

After saying that, Piccolo charged at Seven-Three again.

The two engaged in another fierce exchange.

The next moment, their Special Beam Cannon collided once again.

"He'll turn back to normal in more than 30 minutes, just try to hold on," Jaco said to Piccolo while fending off Shimorekka's attacks.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid we can't hold out that long," Piccolo said in a deep voice.

After persisting for a while, Piccolo clearly felt that he was starting to feel his strength waning.

"Ah..."

With a scream, the Special Beam Cannon grazed the ground, leaving a long trail that stretched to the distant horizon.

Looking at Piccolo again, he seems to have disappeared.

"Where did he go? Did he get smashed?" Jaco's face was extremely grim.

Seven-Three turned and looked around, and saw two other people on the cliff in the distance.

"Uncle Piccolo, are you alright?" Gohan asked with concern.

Just now, at the critical moment, it was Gohan and Kale who appeared on the scene in time and saved Piccolo.

"Is that... Goku's son?" Jaco was taken aback.

"Thank you for saving me, Gohan, Kale," Piccolo said weakly.

"Sorry we're late. Who are they?" Gohan and looked in the direction of Seven-Three.

Kale also looked in that direction.

"We'll talk about it later. Listen up, Gohan, Kale! Don't let him grab you by the neck. If he copies Kale's abilities, we're finished." Piccolo's voice was low.

"Copy?" Gohan was slightly taken aback.

"Because the most powerful person on Earth right now is Kale, right?" Piccolo said through gritted teeth.

Gohan: "..."

I've now fallen to the bottom.

"Aren't Uncle Luo Tian and Dad on Earth? And Broly too?" Gohan's expression turned somewhat serious.

"Yes." Piccolo nodded.

"Brother Gohan, let me do it!" Kale said, as yellow-green flames erupted from his body and lightning crackled.

The Super Saiyan 2! Transform!

"Call out!"

Kale flew quickly toward Seven-Three, grabbed his head, and slammed it hard onto the ground.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked, raising plumes of dust and smoke.

Immediately afterwards, Kale pressed Seven-Three's head down and rubbed it forcefully against the ground.

"Bang!"

Kale threw a powerful punch, slamming it heavily into Seven-Three's chest.

"Puff!"

Seven-Three sprayed out a mouthful of engine oil and felt terrible.

"Smack!"

Kale grabbed Seven-Three's ankle and slammed his body back and forth and side to side.

After this maneuver, Kale casually tossed Seven-Three aside, sending him crashing into a cliff face.

"As expected of Kale! Truly amazing!" Gohan said with a smile.

Piccolo: "..."

In other words, if I were to Kale, would I lose badly?

The Legendary Super Saiyan is indeed extraordinary.

Am I not even as good as the Legendary Super Saiyan?

"Seven-Three!" Shimorekka panicked immediately.

"So bad!" Kale snorted.

Piccolo: "..."

Piccolo suddenly felt a little uneasy.

I feel like you're talking about me.

The next moment, Piccolo and Gohan landed Kale.

"Well done, Kale!" Gohan exclaimed.

"He's nothing special," Kale smiled.

Piccolo was speechless, cold sweat trickling down his face.

A brief silence.

"Don't be careless, take care of him first!" Piccolo said in a deep voice.

"Leave it to me!" Kale nodded.