This series of attacks had indeed been quite effective, and had nearly dealt the opponent a devastating blow.
It was a nearly perfect attack technique. It seemed Sun Wukong had mastered some consecutive attacks, and after listening to Sun Wucheng, he had opened with his most lethal power.
Sun Wukong's overall Combat Power was � or so. The Combat Power he was now displaying had already reached �, far beyond what Krillin and the others could match, so naturally, his attacks were even stronger.
After a terrifying battle with his opponent, the enormous black cloak floating in the air suddenly swelled again, then slowly descended to the ground. It seemed the figure could use strange skills like the Kukong Technique, too. As soon as it landed, it stretched out a hand and fired a bolt of lightning. The instant it reached out, Sun Wukong saw that its fingers did indeed look like those of the demons he had seen, only much more aged.
"Could this guy really be that monster?"
"Chen, what did you say?"
"I said this guy might be King Piccolo."
Master Roshi was startled when he heard that. His heart pounded. He had personally experienced the terror King Piccolo had brought in those days.
It had been pure terror. Even their revered teacher, Master Mutaito, had died fighting King Piccolo. He had barely managed to seal him away with the Demon Seal Wave, and paid for it with his life.
He could only be called a monster. Going by the timeline, he should be several hundred years old by now. Could he really have survived all this time?
Master Roshi made all sorts of guesses, but Son Goten seemed quite serious.
The arm that had emerged was indeed extremely old. It was probably King Piccolo, who had