You Rusty Iron Mallet!

On the other side.

Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu are working together to launch a fierce attack on a Metal Man.

Tien Shinhan delivered a powerful punch, striking the Metal Man squarely in the chest.

The Metal Man let out strange cries, seemingly unaffected by the pain.

Tien Shinhan, however, felt intense pain in his fist.

"What's wrong with this guy? He's too tough!" Tien Shinhan said in a deep voice, cold sweat sliding down his face.

"Brother Tian, your attack is ineffective!" Chiaotzu's expression also became increasingly serious.

"He's Metal Man; his body is made of super-hard metal," a Galactic Patrol explained.

"Metal Man?" Tien Shinhan was taken aback.

"I remember now, his weakness seems to be that he has a very low self-esteem. He might lose his Battle Power if he is scolded," another Galactic Patrol quickly said.

"Swearing?" Tien Shinhan was slightly taken aback, his expression somewhat unnatural.

Should I win the argument by verbally attacking him?

"It's wrong for the Galactic Patrol to swear! This guy is yours to deal with! Curse him to death!" the Galactic Patrol said quickly.

Tien Shinhan: "..."

Do you expect us to handle the swearing?

"Bang!"

The Metal Man also quickly launched an attack on Tien Shinhan, slamming down a powerful punch.

Tien Shinhan immediately leaped into the air, looking down at the Metal Man, and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'm about to start swearing! You'd better watch out!"

The Metal Man's face darkened.

"You stone head!" Tien Shinhan shouted.

Metal Man: "..."

"Brother Tian, Metal Man's head is harder than a rock. Calling him a rock-headed person isn't an insult!" Chiaotzu shook his head.

"You're absolutely right!" Tien Shinhan nodded, then gritted his teeth and said again, "You 500-pound fatso!"

"The Metal Man weighs much more than 500 pounds!" a Galactic Patrol explained from the side. "He must weigh at least tens of thousands of pounds."

Another Galactic Patrol nodded vigorously to the side.

"Damn it! I can't even swear!" Tien Shinhan was speechless.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Metal Man launched a fierce attack on Tien Shinhan.

"Hey, you brainless bald guy!"

Just then, Chiaotzu's voice floated up from behind the Metal Man.

The Metal Man immediately turned his head and glared angrily at the Chiaotzu.

Who is this kid? Why does he swear so rudely?

"Pui Pui! Ptooey!"

Not only did the Chiaotzu swear, it also spat at the Metal Man.

The Metal Man was furious and rushed towards the Chiaotzu.

"This guy really knows how to swear!" one of the Galactic Patrol exclaimed in admiration.

"You rusty iron hammer!" Chiaotzu shouted at the Metal Man who charged at him.

The Metal Man's soul seemed to have suffered a severe blow; he was immediately stunned and frozen in place, with wisps of blue smoke rising from his body.

"Snap!"

The Metal Man collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing, having lost all ability to resist.

Tien Shinhan was speechless.

"Brother Tian, your swearing skills are terrible," Chiaotzu exclaimed.

Tien Shinhan: "..."

Meanwhile, Piccolo and Gohan, Android 17 and Android 18 were still relentlessly beating Seven-Three and Shimorekka.

Seven-Three and Shimorekka were no match for them and were forced to retreat in defeat.

"Bang!"

Android 17 kicked Seven-Three hard, sending Seven-Three flying backward.

"It's over. Get ready to die." Android 17 said, gathering energy in his hand, about to shatter the Sid Tear.

However, at this critical moment, Moro suddenly appeared beside Seven-Three, caught him, and grabbed his head.

"It's Moro!"

Upon seeing Moro suddenly appear, Jaco exclaimed in surprise, his expression hardening.

Everyone present also became extremely solemn.

"Moro has finally shown up!" Jaco gritted his teeth.

"Is he their Dragon Ball DAIMA, Moro?" Piccolo asked in a deep voice.

"Hey, Seven-Three, didn't I tell you? Don't use my abilities lightly!" Moro said with a laugh.

Seven-Three appeared to be seriously injured and was unable to speak.

"I'm sorry... Lord Moro... In order to fight against them, I had no choice but to..." Shimorekka walked over unsteadily and said to Moro with an apologetic expression.

"This kid's abilities will come in handy sooner or later, let him recover his strength!" Moro casually tossed Seven-Three to Shimorekka.

"Yes! Yes!" Shimorekka replied respectfully.

"Take him back to the spaceship!" Saganbo also flew down from the sky and ordered Shimorekka.

"Okay." Shimorekka immediately lifted Seven-Three into the air.

Seeing the two of them swagger away, Piccolo and the others first looked warily at the appearing Moro, then at the fleeing Shimorekka, wanting to give chase but not daring to.

"Is it alright? He got away!" Android 17 asked.

"This guy is the real Moro, completely different from what I imagined!" Piccolo's expression changed repeatedly.

"What a terrifying aura! It's as if countless people are wailing in despair," Gohan said in a deep voice.

"I feel the same way, Brother Gohan! His ki is very evil!" Kale clenched her fists tightly.

"That's because his body is filled with the energy of the murdered people, that's why he feels this way," Jaco said through gritted teeth.

"Have those two arrived? The ones named Goku and Vegeta?" Moro asked with a smile.

"Dad and the others will definitely come back and defeat you after they finish their training!" Gohan shouted. "Our mission is to protect the Earth until they return."

"Really? That's wonderful!" Moro chuckled. "You all have a good presence. Don't be nervous, relax. I'm in a great mood right now."

"What do you mean?" Gohan asked.

"Because I discovered that this planet has gathered so many humans with powerful energy! Such planets are rare!" Moro said with a smile. "It would be a bit of a waste to eat you all at once! I'm thinking about how to eat you better! It's best not to waste any!"

"That disgusting guy!" Android 18 frowned.

"Lord Moro, may I have them?" Saganbo stepped forward and said respectfully to Moro.

Moro glanced at Saganbo.

"Please!" Saganbo bowed deeply.

"Go!" Moro nodded in agreement, "But we can't kill them; I need to consume their life energy!"

"I understand!" Saganbo nodded and walked towards Piccolo and the others.

"Then, I'll give you another gift!" Moro said, and a beam of energy from his fingertip swiftly struck Saganbo.