A Terrifying Battle (Part 2)
The battlefield fell silent!
"Uncle, you... you are..."
Sun Gohan stared blankly at Wu Biao before him, curiosity showing on his face.
"Inhale... exhale..."
Lowering the hand he had used to light his cigarette, Wu Biao tilted his head and glanced at Sun Gohan on the ground, his lips splitting into a grin. "Yo, kid, you smell pretty good. When you grow up, fight me!"
"Uh..." Sun Gohan froze.
Krillin, who had just arrived, staggered. The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the bald youth who looked much like himself. Yet the longer he looked, the greater the shock in his eyes became.
Because judging by Wu Biao's age, he was about as old as Goku had been when he defeated King Piccolo.
Then Krillin's pupils shrank. "Watch out!!"
"Die!"
The moment Krillin's warning fell, a savage laugh rang out. At some point, Nappa—who had only one arm left—had rushed behind Wu Biao. A fist containing every last bit of his ki came crashing down.
Before the fist arrived, the wind had already moved!
The astonishing amount of ki contained in that terrifying attack left Gohan and Krillin rooted to the spot.
But...
Bam!
"Impossible—!"
Nappa roared in disbelief. His full-power punch, his battle power of 8,500, that incomparably powerful blow...
Had actually been caught so casually!
Wu Biao raised his head, and the battle intent he had been suppressing erupted, nearly driving him mad.
"Wahahahaha..."
This world!
Was far too interesting—!!
The simple collision of flesh against flesh, this kind of formidable strength, and this delicious scent.
This trip...
Had not been in vain!!!
"There's... something even better over there."
A brutal look appeared on Wu Biao's face. His grip on Nappa's hand tightened, then he swung him fiercely and smashed