"Die!" Energy burst from Piccolo's hands.
The Energy Blast hurtled toward Son Goku below at tremendous speed.
"Damn! Looks like I'll have to hold back a little! Broly, maybe next time. I'll handle this one myself!" With no other choice, Son Goku gritted his teeth and unleashed a Kamehameha.
"Rumble!"
The two powerful energies collided in midair, erupting in a blinding flash.
In an instant, Piccolo's attack was driven back by Son Goku's Kamehameha.
"Ahhh..."
Piccolo let out a series of agonized screams.
The smoke gradually cleared.
Piccolo's clothes had been blasted to shreds, and even his turban had vanished.
"You... you bastard!" Piccolo flew into a rage. "You made me taste terror for a split second!"
"Thank goodness you're okay. I thought you were going to die," Son Goku said, letting out a long sigh of relief.
Piccolo slowly descended from the air and landed opposite Son Goku, his forehead veins bulging with anger.
"Unforgivable! I'll tear you to pieces!" Piccolo was truly furious.
Son Goku, however, watched him calmly.
"Son Goku's attack was certainly impressive!" the referee announced. "But Maginia managed to withstand it! Only his clothes were damaged!"
"Son Goku, you really are something!" Piccolo drew a deep breath, trying to calm himself, then snorted at him. "But be careful of my next move!"
"What?" Son Goku stared at him in surprise.
"Ahhh!"
Piccolo let out a series of roars as his body rapidly grew.
In the blink of an eye, Piccolo had become an eight-meter-tall giant.
Son Goku was stunned.
The spectators were all dumbstruck, too.
How had this match become so nerve-racking?
Quite a few spectators had already slipped away from the stands and fled far into the distance, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.
"Die!" Piccolo swung a huge hand and punched at