"Kid, trying to play mind games with this old man? You're still too green!"
Old Pervert Turtle, suspended in midair, had unleashed a terrifying power. His hands came down like Buddha's Palm.
An unusual ripple swirled over those hands, rapidly dispersing the smoke shrouding Piccolo.
The scene looked like a battle from hell, surrounded by sinister energy.
"Piccolo, did you think the Evil Containment Wave could only be activated while standing still? By this old man's standards, it can be activated in any state! Take my Evil Containment Wave!"
With his roar, the strange ripple instantly enclosed Piccolo.
Yet no one noticed the faintly eerie smile curling at Piccolo's lips at that moment.
"It's over, it's over! Hahaha..."
Below the stage, Tien Shinhan, Krillin, and the others widened their eyes and laughed.
But just as everyone was startled, when the Evil Containment Wave was about to suck Piccolo in, he made an unexpected move.
Piccolo burst into motion at top speed, leaving a string of afterimages behind him. He grabbed the Rice Cooker nearby and slammed it straight into Old Pervert Turtle's aged face.
At that instant, everyone's mouths formed O's!
They were utterly horrified!
Ever since Master Mutaito had created this classic demon-sealing technique over three hundred years ago to defeat King Piccolo, it had ranked first among ultimate techniques for centuries. Who would have thought its weakness lay in something like this!
Probably only Piccolo, forced into a corner, would think to start with the rice cooker.
Crack!
The Rice Cooker smacked into Old Pervert Turtle's face with a crisp sound.
Its white plastic casing shattered, and the alloy inner pot slammed directly into Old Pervert Turtle's face.
Bang!
It sounded like smashing into a gas cylinder, yet also like the deep midnight toll of a temple bell.