Chapter 264 Piccolo Vs. No. 17 (2)

Piccolo sneered and looked at No. 17 without saying a word.

There was a flash, and a person suddenly appeared behind No. 17.

No. 17 made a spinning kick and Piccolo had disappeared.

No. 17 tilted his head calmly and avoided Piccolo's knife, and then followed the trend with an elbow but also failed.

No. 17 didn't realize where Piccolo had gone, and looked around, trying to find Piccolo.

Then his pupils shrank, and No. 17, who was just about to dodge, was hit by Piccolo's elbow move from the sky and the subsequent kick move at lightning speed, landing like a comet.

Before No. 17 could react, Piccolo pounced again and hit No. 17's beautiful big face with a flying kick.

If it weren't for the artificial man, one of his teeth would have been knocked out.

He fell directly to the ground without any movement.

Piccolo did not pursue the victory, but looked at him calmly. He knew that No. 17 would not be knocked down by this blow at all.

What's more, his strength is not strong, or his strength has not exploded.

Seeing this, No. 18 raised his head and said in surprise:

"oh?"

No. 16 still has that calm look, which is more stable than Ponzi's calmness in every big event, and comparable to the Qingxin mantra.

No. 17 did not stand up immediately. Instead, he clenched his hands into fists and looked at the dirt under his face in disbelief.

"How is it possible? He is faster than me? How is it possible? There are people on Earth who are stronger than me. This is simply impossible."

Having said this, as if to cheer himself up, he climbed up with all his strength, but still had his back to Piccolo.

But Piccolo had already accumulated strength and directly pressed his left hand on his right hand.

"Magic Flash!"

No. 18 and No. 16 still had expressionless faces, just quietly watching Piccolo's Qigong wave attack No. 17.

The entire explosion was huge.

Klin, who was still flying, Yamucha, Tianjin rice, dumplings, the old turtle and even Qiqi in the turtle fairy house were all shocked.

‘What a powerful Qigong wave, who sent it out? The aura there is so chaotic now that you can’t even notice it. ’

Piccolo looked at the battlefield with half of the island gone, flying quietly in the air, waiting for No. 17 to reappear.

Sure enough, when the smoke cleared, No. 17 was no longer in its original position.

Looking around, above No. 18's head, No. 17 was flying there, trembling all over.

It's not fear, it's anger. It's anger that someone has surpassed him, and it's also anger that he was injured and was injured by the little mouse in his eyes.

No. 17 looked at Piccolo and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had been affected a little and his internal organs were injured.

"Tch! I actually got carried away."

Piccolo was frowning, but when he saw No. 17 like this, he sneered, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"If you think my attack is just like this, then you underestimate me. Teacher Ponzi has taught me a lot."

No. 17 flew quietly in the air, looked at Piccolo at the same height, and snorted coldly:

"Looks like you're coming to your senses, idiot. You really pissed me off."

Piccolo just sneered without saying a word, and just stared at No. 17. If he was alone, he would not be afraid of him.

Now it seems that he can protect himself even on the 17th and 18th together, but!

Piccolo rolled his eyes, and his heart sank when he looked at No. 16, who still looked calm.

'That guy, that guy is really powerful. Even if I merge with the gods and have two years of training from Mr. Ponzi, I still have no confidence in defeating that guy. ’

Piccolo turned back and looked at the proud No. 17 calmly.

I saw No. 17 touching his earrings and rushing towards Piccolo.

Ponzi felt that Piccolo's energy and blood were fluctuating, and felt very strange.

"Bulma, your plane is too slow. I have to go to the battlefield by myself now. You can go to the Turtle Fairy House by yourself!"

Bulma was not convinced:

"Hey! Ponzi, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to escape halfway? Or are you looking down on the driving skills of a genius scientist like me?"

Ponzi looked at Bulma's head with a black line, wanting to hit it hard.

Put Trunks in his hand to the co-pilot of the plane.

"You're too slow. Piccolo may be in trouble. Let me go and take a look. It should only take me half an hour to get there."

After saying that, Ponzi used space movement to disappear directly on the plane.

Bulma screamed angrily, which startled Trunks, causing one to scream and the other to cry.

After a while, Bulma, who was really at a loss for words, had no choice but to suppress her anger and carefully coax her precious son.

Piccolo and No. 17 successfully fought against each other again.

As soon as they made contact, the corners of Piccolo's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he was ecstatic in his heart.

‘Success! ’

Then the battle with No. 17 became more intense.

No. 17 mocked:

"Although you are faster than me, your power is too weak, and my energy is endless and you can't use it up."

Piccolo didn't say a word, just concentrating on fisting No. 17.

You kick, I punch.

Moreover, Piccolo did not evade, he would rather spend his energy and confront No. 17 head-on.

He knew that the top priority now was to eliminate either No. 17 or No. 18 so that Cell could not absorb them and become the ultimate Cell.

As long as you kill one of them, everything will be easier to say, otherwise everything will be in vain.

He doesn't want a short-term victory, what he wants is to completely cut off Cellul's hope.

He didn't know that Shalu was already on his way, and it wasn't far, it would take about 40 minutes to arrive.

‘Hey, okay, let’s fight! Hit it hard! When you are injured, it will be very convenient for me to swallow and absorb it. ’

Klin still has 50 minutes to reach the Kame Fairy House.

Vegeta and the others can come out in 55 minutes.

Time is very tight, and now is a dangerous moment of racing against time.

One must be solved as soon as possible.

Piccolo is still fighting hard with No. 17.

No. 18 looked at it for a while without any interest, then continued to sit down.

In her opinion, after such a wave of consumption, Piccolo's combat power is far less than that of No. 17, and there is nothing to see next.

Piccolo didn't think so. No one knew it, but Piccolo clearly sensed how much power he had put into No. 17's body. Every time he faced off, it seemed that he was at a disadvantage or evenly matched.

However, all his extra power was injected into No. 17's body in a special way, and no one else, including No. 16, noticed it.

Because this is not Qi or energy, but strength, which No. 16 cannot detect.

Piccolo had no choice but to do this.