A Mysterious Gift

This time, the others were truly deeply shocked.

Even that freakishly powerful Super Saiyan Blue Kaioken wasn't enough?

Son Gohan adjusted his glasses and couldn't help following up on that thought.

"Then doesn't that mean..."

"Among the few of us right now..."

"Other than you, Uncle, only Uncle Piccolo and Broly might be able to fight him?"

Before Sun Wuxiu could speak.

Vegeta at the side was already extremely displeased.

With a dark expression, he coldly stared at Son Gohan.

"Son Gohan, what did you mean by that?"

That was clearly excluding him, the Saiyan Prince, from the ranks of the top fighters.

Only then did Gohan realize that he had spoken too bluntly and seemed to have said something wrong.

He scratched his head with an embarrassed smile, not daring to respond to Vegeta.

Sun Wuxiu continued watching the two battling overhead with a smile, without answering.

At that moment.

Piccolo, who had been silently watching the battle, suddenly spoke.

"No, Gohan."

Piccolo looked at the sky with a grave expression.

"I am absolutely no match for him."

Gohan was slightly stunned upon hearing that.

He had more or less been prepared for the possibility that Uncle Piccolo couldn't defeat Beerus.

But.

The words Piccolo had used were "absolutely no match."

He didn't quite know what Uncle Piccolo had noticed to make such an absolute judgment.

Piccolo didn't keep them in suspense either.

A drop of cold sweat slowly ran down his forehead as he explained in a low voice.

"Feel it carefully."

"From the moment the two of them started fighting until now, the battle has been so intense."

"Yet the aftershocks of their fight haven't affected the Earth below at all."

Piccolo took a deep breath.

"And the one capable of controlling all of that and perfectly