"Ha... I finally got this Dragon Ball. The Golden Dragon Dragon Ball looks so beautiful." Piccolo spoke softly. Looking at the Golden Dragon Dragon Ball before him, he could not help but sigh in admiration.
However, Vegeta shook his head and said, "Piccolo, don't let your guard down. Our opponent won't be so easy to deal with."
Piccolo froze for a moment. "What did you say?"
Vegeta said coldly, "Think about it. Since Dharma King Teng Qing was willing to come to this planet to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament, his goal was naturally this Dragon Ball. Do you really think he'll just leave without getting it?"
Piccolo sucked in a breath and said solemnly, "Then what do we do? You still can't use Instant Transmission. I'll stand guard for you. Rest properly until you're able to leave."
Vegeta nodded. "That's all we can do. No matter what, you have to be prepared. The enemy will definitely reach us soon."
Piccolo nodded. He knew that returning to Earth only required Vegeta's Instant Transmission. As long as Vegeta recovered half his stamina, he would be able to use Instant Transmission to take them back to Earth. But in his current state of extreme exhaustion, he needed to rest for at least an hour and a half before he could use it.
During that hour and a half, Piccolo had to give it his all and protect Vegeta. After all, he was currently the most reliable fighting force at Vegeta's side. Other than him, no one else had the ability to protect the Dragon Ball.
Dharma King Teng Qing's offensive strength should not surpass that of Dharma King Cang Guduosibeliduo. If Teng Qing came to launch a sneak attack, then as long as Piccolo spotted him early enough, he should