Birdman's subordinates saw King Piccolo being knocked away, and ran over in panic and helped him up.
"Your Majesty the Great Demon King, how are you?"
King Piccolo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly, "Humph, that damn guy actually attacked me secretly and made this great devil bleed..."
The next second, Son Mirai's figure flashed in front of King Piccolo, slightly suspended in the air and looking down at him.
The speed was so fast that it was hard to guard against, and King Piccolo was so frightened that he took a step back.
Hearing Piccolo say that he had a sneak attack, Son Mirai couldn't help but laugh.
Son Mirai just knew that Dragon Ball would be gone if he killed him, so he deliberately kept his hand.
Otherwise, with that slap just now, King Piccolo would have become Piccolo a piece of meat long ago.
Son Mirai smiled and said, "Are you worthy of my sneak attack on you?"
King Piccolo looked up at the superior Son Mirai, and felt a sense of oppression and crisis.
It would be true to say that the slap just now had the element of a sneak attack.
But being able to injure him King Piccolo proves that this person is capable of injuring him.
The man in front of him approached him for the second time, but he was still too fast to see clearly.
If the other party wants to kill him, he King Piccolo is probably out of his mind.
"This, how is this possible..."
"How could there be such a powerful guy in this world?"
"No way, this must be an illusion!"
King Piccolo clenched his fists and said angrily, "You damn guy, I must have been careless just now!"
As he said that, he held out five fingers. "Look, I'll get serious. I'll finish you off in five seconds!"
"Drink!"
After saying that, King Piccolo shouted loudly, and his hand turned into a knife and swept towards Son Mirai.
Son Mirai gently raised his hand and pinched King Piccolo's hand with only two fingers.
He wanted to move and break away, but even though he struggled and grinned and used force until his blood vessels bulged, he still couldn't break free.
Son Mirai's two fingers were like iron pliers, firmly holding his arm there.
Son Mirai said calmly, "Five seconds have passed, do you have any last words?"
King Piccolo's face instantly showed a look of horror.
"How is it possible..."
King Piccolo finally realized the power of Son Mirai at this moment.
If this person wanted to crush him to death, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Piccolo was unwilling to give in and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"
Son Mirai said coldly, "I'm asking you for your last words. You have no right to ask me..."
As he spoke, Son Mirai became more forceful.
King Piccolo The pinched arm was in severe pain again, and the pain made him break out in cold sweat.
At this moment, a Ki Blast shot not far away hit Son Mirai's head.
"Let go of the Great Demon King!"
However, Son Mirai refused to avoid it and allowed the Ki Blast to explode from his head.
Piccolo was about to be proud, but Cymbal's sneak attack succeeded.
However, he found that Son Mirai's fingers still held him as motionless as iron pliers.
"What's going on?"
"Is he okay?"
Sure enough, after the smoke and dust dissipated, Son Mirai's appearance was revealed. He was still unscathed, and even the corners of his clothes were not damaged.
Piccolo's dead soul appeared again, and he said in shock, "This, how is this possible? Cymbal clearly hit your..."
Son Mirai looked in the direction of Ki Blast, Cymbal was floating in the air with its wings flickering.
"Did you just sneak attack me?"
Cymbal retreated in panic, obviously trying to escape, but saw that the big devil still did not get away after his sneak attack and did not leave.
When Son Mirai deals with Piccolo, Dragon Ball needs to worry about preservation and cannot attack directly.
But there is no need for such a little guy to exist.
Son Mirai pointed his other hand towards Cymbal, and a breath flashed through,
In an instant, the aura on Cymbal's body suddenly expanded, and his body also expanded accordingly.
Then there was a muffled sound of "Bang!", and Cymbal exploded into pieces all over the ground.
The wind blew through the fragments of Cymbal and rolled up the fallen leaves, but there was no trace of Cymbal in this world.
King Piccolo thought of the perception of Tambourine who was killed just now.
At that time, he still doubted, when did a master who could kill Demon Clan appear in this world?
Even if they were killed, they must have been beaten to death by many masters.
He also thought about taking revenge after he finished his work.
But he didn't expect that his heir would be so vulnerable to the man in front of him.
One fingertip and it explodes...
It's simply too scary.
At this moment, King Piccolo felt chills running down his spine, cold sweat broke out, and his body was trembling slightly.
The picture in front of the TV is a bit far away, and the picture cannot be seen clearly, and the sound cannot be heard.
But people can still see clearly, that is, there is a young man in orange clothes, beating King Piccolo.
Someone attacked the young man secretly, but he was killed instead.
People immediately showed surprise.
"I know that guy!"
"Isn't he the person from World Martial Arts Tournament? He is also a disciple of Master Roshi..."
"He is so awesome and handsome!"
"I thought King Piccolo hundreds of years ago was so powerful, but I didn't expect it was nothing more than that..."
"Yes, it seems that over the past few hundred years, the martial arts masters on our planet have become much more powerful!"
"It can be saved, the earth can be saved!"
"Great!"
Seeing King Piccolo appear on TV, Bulma and his group had stopped and parked the plane on the road.
All personnel were watching the screen on the plane, watching Son Mirai versus King Piccolo.
Seeing him blow up the fat man with just one finger, Master Roshi couldn't help but get excited.
"That's awesome!"
Tien Shinhan swallowed and said in surprise, "I knew he was very powerful, but I didn't expect that he was already so powerful!"
Yamcha nodded and echoed, "To be honest, I can no longer understand how powerful he is."
Krillin also nodded crazily and said, "Who isn't?
I also don't understand how strong Son Mirai is now..."
Son Goku grinned and said, "Actually, it's nothing, as long as you use it well Gravity Chamber practice for a few years,
Everyone can also reach the level of Son Mirai."
Everyone looked at Son Goku.
"Really?"
Son Goku nodded seriously and said, "Son Mirai said that as long as everyone can cook, they should practice more.
Everyone can reach the heights of me and Son Mirai in the future..."
Bulma's face darkened and he said, "Practice more when it comes to cooking. Don't use idioms indiscriminately. Diligence can make up for clumsiness..."
Goku grinned and said, "Yes, hard work can make up for weakness, I think the meaning is the same... hahahaha."
Goku gave everyone hope, and everyone looked at Bulma with anticipation.
Krillin begged, "Bulma, can you help us build another Gravity Chamber?"
I can't keep up with the current intensity of Goku and Son Mirai, but we can practice together..."
Hearing what Krillin said, Yamcha and even Tien Shinhan showed a hint of expectation.
Bulma touched his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Yes, yes, yes,
It just needs a spaceship as the foundation, and then just add configurations on top.
Directly building a spaceship seems to require too many things..."
"Spaceship, where do we have such a thing?" Question marks popped up on everyone's heads.
A light bulb flashed on Krillin's head, and he said excitedly, "Yes, we can use Dragon Ball to make a wish and directly ask Shenron to bring a spaceship."
Yamcha suddenly thought of a good idea and said hurriedly, "If we have Shenron, what kind of spaceship do we need?"
How nice it would be to go directly to Shenron and make a wish for a Gravity Chamber!"