"Kid, trying to play mind games with this old man? You're still too green!"
In midair, Old Pervert Turtle had already unleashed an utterly terrifying power. Both his hands came down like Buddha's Palm.
Strange ripples swirled around his palms, rapidly dispersing the smoke that had shrouded Piccolo.
The scene looked like a battle from hell, thick with sinister energy.
"Piccolo, did you think the Evil Containment Wave could only be performed while standing? Once you've grasped this old man's concept, you can use it in any state! Take my Evil Containment Wave!"
With his roar, the strange ripples instantly surrounded Piccolo.
Yet no one noticed the faint, eerie smile at the corner of Piccolo's mouth at that moment.
"It's over, it's over! Hahaha..."
Below the stage, Tien Shinhan, Krillin, and the others widened their eyes and burst into laughter.
But just as everyone was startled, right when the Evil Containment Wave was about to drag Piccolo in, he made an unexpected move.
Piccolo pushed himself to top speed, leaving a string of afterimages behind him. He snatched up the Rice Cooker nearby and smashed it straight into Old Pervert Turtle's old face.
At that moment, everyone's mouths formed O's!
They were utterly horrified!
Ever since the classic demon-sealing technique created more than three hundred years ago by Master Mutaito to defeat King Piccolo had ranked first among all martial arts for a century, no one had expected its weakness to lie in something like this!
Probably only Piccolo, who had been driven into a corner, would have thought to start with the rice cooker.
Crack!
The Rice Cooker struck Old Pervert Turtle's face with a crisp sound.
Its white plastic shell shattered, and the alloy inner pot slammed directly into Old Pervert Turtle's face.
Bang!
It sounded like striking