Piccolo frowned and snorted, "Huh! Son Goku Why didn't that guy come? He couldn't be afraid!"
Tien Shinhan stood aside, his eyes as firm as iron, looking into the distance. His voice was low and powerful. "He is at a critical moment now and will arrive soon. Let's hold them back first."
At this moment, a strong sound of air flow suddenly came from Sky Manipulation, and Vegeta and Nappa fell from the sky with a powerful momentum.
"I didn't expect that all the people detected by Scouter would gather together." Nappa sneered and glanced around, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
He looked around, his eyes lingering on everyone's face for a moment, and finally stopped on Piccolo, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "What? Did you pick a good cemetery for yourself?"
Piccolo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and responded coldly, "If you want to come to Earth, just stay here!"
Before he finished speaking, he flew towards Nappa, his movements were as fast as the wind, and his figure drew a green Inazuma in the air.
Nappa saw Piccolo rushing towards him, and smiled disdainfully, "Power Level, who only has two thousand, dares to rush towards you, Mr. Nappa!"
He did not fight seriously, but was punched away by Piccolo and hit a rock in the distance with a loud noise.
Seeing this scene, Vegeta angrily shouted, "Idiot! They can hide their Power Level. Don't believe those values. Scouter is useless."
He took off Scouter and crushed it into pieces. The fragments shone in the sunlight.
Then, Vegeta turned to look at Piccolo, his eyes full of scrutiny and coldness. "Namekian, you should be able to make Wish-Granting Orbs, right?"
Piccolo sneered, took a fighting stance, and replied without flinching, "It's a pity, Dragon Ball was not made by me, I only like fighting."
Krillin, Tien Shinhan and others also got into fighting postures and prepared to fight. Their heartbeats accelerated and sweat fell from their foreheads, but no one flinched.
"Ha!" Vegeta sneered, turned his head and said loudly to the back, "Nappa, how long are you going to sleep?"
Nappa in the distance pushed away the rocks that were pressing on him, stood up and patted the dust off his body, without a single scratch on his face.
Looking at the crowd who were facing a formidable enemy, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and suddenly suggested. "Your Highness Vegeta, they are pretty good. Don't we still have a few Saibaman? Take them out and play with them, so that we can match the number."
Vegeta held his arms, flew to the rocks aside, and looked at Nappa coldly. "Nappa, please be careful and don't let it slip."
"Don't worry!" Nappa happily took out a test tube, uncorked it, and poured out eight seeds.
He poked several small holes in the ground, buried the seeds in them, and then poured the nutrient solution on them.
Piccolo and others were confused and did not understand what Nappa was doing.
Soon, green sprouts began to appear on the ground, and gradually grew into eight monsters with brains outside and arms hugging their shoulders.
Krillin couldn't help but frown when he saw these monsters. "Eh~ It's so disgusting."
His face turned slightly blue, and a feeling of disgust arose in his heart.
Nappa looked at his Saibaman and nodded with satisfaction. He waved his hand to signal the monsters to attack.
Saibaman let out a low roar and rushed towards Piccolo and others.
"Hey, it's exactly eight to eight." Nappa stood there as if watching a show, his eyes full of teasing and cruelty.
Lookout, clock space.
Son Goku stood in the darkness Lookout, sensing the enemies lurking around him.
Suddenly, he rushed forward violently, punching out like thunder, and the enemy in the darkness fell to the ground.
Son Goku didn't stop and continued moving forward, finally reaching the fourth level.
In front of you is an endless prairie with lush grass and trees, and the breeze blows, bringing a fresh breath.
Son Goku took a deep breath and felt as if he had merged into this vast world.
At this moment, Wumu appeared again, smiling and saying calmly, "Goku, use your breath to communicate with nature. Nature has thoughts, and they will lend you the power you need."
Son Goku nodded, closed his eyes, and began to sense everything around him.
He took a deep breath and felt the pulse of nature, as if every grass and leaf was conveying power to him.
After an unknown amount of time, the grass and trees on the grassland began to emit blue light, and these lights slowly poured into Son Goku's body.
"I see, is this move called Spirit Bomb?" Son Goku opened his eyes, eyes flashing with excitement.
He stood up, and suddenly, the entire space began to break up in front of him, gradually returning to the original Pendulum Room.
The silver-white clock in front of him penetrated his body, and Son Goku felt a sense of relief, as if his body would no longer be sick, and Power Level was also greatly strengthened.
"Okay! Now if I add twice Kaioken, we should be able to defeat those bad guys." Son Goku clenched his fists, his eyes full of determination and confidence.
"It's time to go out and see how long it has been." Son Goku stepped out of Pendulum Room. The sunlight outside was dazzling. He squinted his eyes slightly and saw that Kami had been waiting for a long time.
Kami looked Son Goku up and down with an anxious look on his face, "Goku, Saiyan are already here. Others are there to buy you time, so hurry up and get there!"
"Okay! I'll be there right away!" Son Goku felt anxious when he heard that Krillin and the others were already facing those bad guys.
He exploded quickly, and the airflow around his body rotated, forming a powerful aura.
He rose into the air and flew towards the air, constantly sensing the breath of Krillin along the way.
My heart was full of worry and anxiety. "Krillin They must be in danger, I must get there as soon as possible!"
Kami stood on the towering Lookout, overlooking the battlefield below, feeling uneasy in his heart.
Just now, Son Goku burst out with a powerful aura, shaking the entire world.
However, there was no joy at all on Kami's face, but deep worry. He frowned and stared solemnly at the battle in the distance.
"Goku has indeed become stronger this year," Kami whispered to himself, with helplessness and anxiety in his tone, "But the gap with the leader is still huge. Wumu, what are your plans?"
"Ganazi and Wumu who can solve this crisis have not appeared. Can Goku solve it? Why are Wumu so confident."
He turned around and looked at Mr. Popo beside him, his eyes full of determination.
"Mr. Popo," Kami said solemnly, with a hint of determination in his tone, "Be prepared and collect all Dragon Ball. We have to prepare for the worst."
"If Piccolo dies, Dragon Ball will be useless," Kami continued, with a hint of heaviness in his voice, "We must summon Shenron first, and then if the time is not right, we will immediately make a wish to transport you to Planet Namek."
"Kami..." Mr. Popo's eyes were full of pain and reluctance.
Kami took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Popo firmly, "Don't worry, Planet Namek is my hometown, and there are Dragon Ball there too. Just resurrect me when the time comes. This is the worst plan."
"Go quickly, Mr. Popo."
A trace of tears flashed in Mr. Popo's eyes, he bowed deeply, turned around and rode on the small flying carpet, flying towards the distance.
Kami watched Mr. Popo leave with mixed feelings in his heart.
He looked up at Sky Manipulation, and saw a few white clouds drifting leisurely on the dark blue sky, as if mocking his weakness.