As Piccolo roared, veins bulged on his forehead, every muscle in his body instantly tensed, and veins nearly as thick as steel bars stood out all over him.
"Ha!" With a bellow like an explosive exhalation, Piccolo vanished from everyone's sight.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Son Goku. With a high kick, he struck Son Goku beneath the chin and sent him soaring into the sky.
Without pausing in the slightest, Piccolo stomped hard against the ground and shot forward like a cannonball.
At extreme speed, he caught up to Son Goku as he flew upward with his head lowered. Raising both arms and clasping his hands into a fist, he slammed a heavy blow into Son Goku's back, smashing him down toward the arena in a spread-eagle position.
Boom!
The marble arena instantly shattered. Because the material itself was exceptionally hard, the broken stones shot outward like bullets, forcing Old Pervert Turtle and the others to raise energy barriers to defend themselves.
Everyone watching in front of their televisions was instantly stunned, especially the host dangling from the helicopter in the sky.
"It... it shattered again! Even the alloy marble our organizers temporarily replaced it with has shattered! What kind of joke is this? That marble was recreated through technology, and it was said to be nearly as hard as diamond! Yet it was smashed apart by brute force! Could it be that Son Goku's glory as the number one champion will completely fall today?"
Nearly as hard as diamond, pfft...
The stunned crowd became utterly shaken. Some even seemed to lose their minds or spray out their drinks. They believed the organizers would not joke about something like this or fabricate a stunt. There had to be something extraordinary happening inside.
If that was the