"Wait, the King Piccolo you are talking about is the King Piccolo from three hundred years ago?"
When Master Roshi heard the other party mention King Piccolo's name, he immediately jumped up, and his complexion became very unsightly.
"Of course. Is there a second King Piccolo in the world?" Tambourine said with a proud face, secretly admiring the king's prestige. He didn't expect that after three hundred years, there would still be people who knew the name of King Piccolo.
"Grandpa, who is King Piccolo?"
"Yeah, is he very powerful?" Monkey King and Krillin asked one after another.
Master Roshi's complexion was deathly pale. After struggling for a while, he sighed as if he was weak and told the origin of King Piccolo. After that, he shook his head and said, "… I thought that it would be fine after sinking the rice cooker to the bottom of the sea, but I didn't expect that King Piccolo would still escape."
"So, it turns out that he is a big bad guy."
Monkey King muttered, and then his body suddenly flashed. Before anyone could react, he had already arrived at Tambourine's side.
Then, he clenched his fist and punched with all his might.
Bang! The rock-solid fist landed on Tambourine's chest. Tambourine could no longer maintain his arrogant posture. He immediately bent over, and his eyes were bloodshot. Even the bitter water was about to flow out of his mouth. He rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.
"Useless, you can't even withstand a single blow."
Monkey King muttered and returned to his seat, feeling dissatisfied.
Master Roshi was taken aback by Monkey King's actions. He didn't expect that King Piccolo's subordinate would be so easily defeated by his disciple.
"Monkey King, King Piccolo will definitely not let you go if you do this." Master Roshi glanced at Monkey King with both admiration and worry. When he thought of King Piccolo's terrifying appearance, Master Roshi felt a chill in his heart, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Seeing Master Roshi's cowardly look, Lanchi curled her lips in disdain. "Old man, what's so scary about that King Piccolo? If he dares to be arrogant in front of me, I'll slap him to death."
Blonde Launch had lived on Star Hongshan for so many years. She had seen all kinds of masters. How could she be scared by the so-called Devil King on Earth? To be honest, Blonde Launch looked down on those so-called "powerhouses."
Master Roshi was startled. He suddenly realized that this era seemed to be different from when he was young. There were experts like Monkey King, Tien Shinhan, and Lanchi. Was King Piccolo, who made him pale at the mention of his name still so terrifying and invincible?
Thinking of this, Master Roshi calmed down a little. He stepped forward and said seriously, "Lanchi, Monkey King, please be sure to eliminate King Piccolo!"
"I'm not interested!" Blonde Launch refused on the spot.
Monkey King's eyes lit up. "Is King Piccolo really so powerful? Is he as powerful as Lanchi? "
Master Roshi broke out in a cold sweat, and he stammered, "This … I'm not sure …"
So much time had passed, and the existence of King Piccolo was like a nightmare that haunted Master Roshi's heart. However, Master Roshi couldn't say how powerful he was.
"Am I really thinking too much?" Master Roshi asked himself, but he became more and more uncertain.
Monkey King shook his head in disappointment. He thought that he could fight a powerful opponent, but it seemed that he was not as powerful as Lanchi! As a result, Monkey King suddenly lost interest in King Piccolo.
Because there was no Krillin's death like in the original work, and he didn't see how powerful King Piccolo was, Monkey King waved his hand and said, "I promised Bulma that I would go to West City with her. As for King Piccolo, let's talk about it later."
"Hee hee, Monkey King, you have to keep your word." Bulma didn't know how terrifying King Piccolo was. She thought that he was just a bad guy with a big name. When she heard that Monkey King wanted to go back to West City with her, she immediately shouted happily, throwing everything else to the back of her mind.
Master Roshi wanted to say something but hesitated. He glanced at Monkey King and Bulma and sighed helplessly. Maybe he was really thinking too much.
At the same time …
On the other side of the Earth.
In the sky above a dense primeval forest, a large half-open spaceship was floating in the air. Its huge body blocked the sunlight, casting a shadow on the forest.
Inside the spaceship, on a giant chair that seemed to be made of bones …
King Piccolo's old body was leaning on the giant chair. King Piccolo was already very old. His green skin was covered with wrinkles, and his muscles were not as robust as when he was young.
King Piccolo pinched the small Dragon Ball in his hand and said, "It's this little thing. As long as I collect seven of them, I can summon Shenron and fulfill any of this king's wishes?"
Pilaf rubbed his palms and respectfully knelt on the ground. Next to him, the black-haired Xiao Wu and Ashur trembled as they served him.
"Yes, Sir Great Demon King. As long as you summon Shenron, Shenron can fulfill any of your wishes. However, there are currently four Dragon Balls in the hands of the man named Monkey King. "
Every time Monkey King was mentioned, Pilaf gnashed his teeth. If it weren't for Monkey King, he would have already collected all the Dragon Balls and summoned Shenron. How could he have released King Piccolo? But to be honest, after King Piccolo broke free, Pilaf regretted it.
For the sake of his disappointing little wish, it seemed that he had done something wrong.
In fact, with the petty character of Pilaf and his group, even if the Dragon Ball was handed over to them, they might not have the desire to rule the world. It would be enough if they could live a rich life. Thinking of the useless appearance of Pilaf and his group in the original work, Lin Xiu couldn't help but think that there were such simple and persistent villains in the world.
On the huge stone chair.
King Piccolo played with the small orange-red glass bead with great interest. For some reason, he felt a natural sense of intimacy towards this orange-red bead.
Suddenly, King Piccolo's body shook, and his spirit wilted a lot. "Damn it, my child, Tambourine, was killed."
"What?"
The Pterosaur Demon beside King Piccolo was startled. "Among the martial artists of this era, is there still someone who can defeat Tambourine?"
"It must be that Monkey King. Tambourine went to look for the four Dragon Balls," Pilaf jumped up and said.
"Shut up!"
King Piccolo scolded in a nasty tone. Pilaf and Xiao Wu immediately shut their mouths and prostrated themselves in fear, not daring to speak.
After that, King Piccolo spat out an egg from his mouth, which hatched into the second warrior, Simbal. Afterward, Piccolo told him to find Monkey King for revenge and to retrieve the four Dragon Balls.
But at this time, King Piccolo was surprised to find that the signal of the four Dragon Balls on the screen had disappeared. Without the signal of the Dragon Ball, he couldn't find the four Dragon Balls. Thus, King Piccolo couldn't summon Shenron. This was by no means good news for him. As his mood suddenly worsened, a chill swept over him, and the temperature of the entire spaceship dropped by more than ten degrees.
"Your Majesty, it must be that Monkey King who hid the Dragon Ball," Pilaf said resentfully while wiping his cold sweat.
King Piccolo glanced at him coldly, snorted, and waved his hand, causing a storm to blow and throw the three people out of the spaceship.
"It seems that I have to rule the world ahead of time. Someone, drive the spaceship to the capital of the Central Kingdom. This King will let these humans experience the fear of living under the domination of the demons." King Piccolo's old face had a nostalgic look on it. He seemed to remember his past vision, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The Pterosaur Demon replied.
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