Dragon Ball: The Irregular Martial Arts Master

"Asura? You have the wrong person! Listen up, my name is Piccolo, the Great Demon King Piccolo!"

Piccolo Demon King was obviously not satisfied with the fact that Tianjin Fan called his name wrong, and he forcefully corrected his mistake with a dissatisfied look on his face.

But soon, his expression became careless again.

"Okay, anyway, small humans like you are no match for me. Explaining to you is simply a waste of my time."

Piccolo the Great Demon King chuckled, his demon-like hands suddenly stretched out, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Be careful! That guy... is very strong!"

Sun Wukong raised his hand and shouted at Tianjin Fan.

However, the moment Sun Wukong had just spoken, the Demon King Piccolo suddenly appeared behind Tianjin Fan.

"Tianjin rice! Be careful!"

The dumpling closest to Tianjin Rice instantly spotted the sneaky Piccolo Demon King, and a faint blue light instantly appeared in his hands.

Under the interference of blue light, Piccolo Demon King's killing move slowly stopped.

"Are you the one who interfered with my body?! This makes me sure!"

The cold gaze of Piccolo Demon King bypassed the Tianjin rice and stared at the dumplings.

Dumpling, on the other hand, seemed to be frightened by the cold gaze of Piccolo Demon King, and his body was trembling slightly.

In just this moment of failure, the Great Demon King Piccolo had already discovered the flaw. He broke free from the shackles of Dumpling and directed his attack towards Tianjin Fan's Achilles' heel.

However, the delay of dumplings is enough time for Tianjin rice to react and prepare.

The moment Demon King Piccolo just attacked, a pair of arms suddenly grew from behind Tianjin Fan and grabbed Demon King Piccolo's hands. The other two hands kept attacking Demon King Piccolo's chest.

This move is called the Four Demon Fist, and its ability is actually very simple. It is to gain an extra pair of arms as more attack methods.

This move is also one of Tianjin Fan's best skills. If it weren't for the critical situation, he wouldn't even use this move.

"A human body can actually create such a thing. Do you want to become my subordinate, the Great Demon King Piccolo?"

Perhaps it was Tianjin Fan's extraordinary fighting skills that attracted the attention of the Great Demon King Piccolo. This murderous Demon King actually ate Tianjin Rice on the spot and after a few attacks, he coldly captured Tianjin. Fan's arms and asked in a low voice.

But although the words were questions, if Tianjin Fan disagreed, he would kill Tianjin Fan in an instant.

For him, a murderous demon king, anything is possible.

"I am a disciple of the Crane Senryu. There is absolutely no way I would join in with a bastard like you!"

Tianjin Fan's face was slightly distorted, the third eye on his forehead was also covered with bloodshot eyes, and the Four Demon Fists were forcibly broken up, but his voice was as firm as ever.

"Is that so... then you go to hell!"

Piccolo's face darkened, and the strength of his hands gradually increased. It was obvious that he was determined to kill Tianjin Fan.

"Stop! Let go of Tianjin Fan!"

At this moment, Dumpling's voice sounded from the side, and a hole-dong wave that was a bit darker than Tianjin rice shot out from Dumpling's fingertips.

And that hole wave hit the Demon King Piccolo in the face.

But because the power was too weak, it only scratched the skin of the Demon King Piccolo.

"You bastard... you really pissed me off!"

Piccolo Demon King suddenly put down Tianjin Fan's wrist, disappeared, and suddenly grabbed Dumpling's throat.

"Stop! Don't do anything to the dumplings!"

After losing the support of Piccolo Demon King, Tianjin Fan subconsciously knelt down on the ground, and his hand, which was slightly less painful, stretched out towards the distance, as if he wanted to save the dumpling.

However, all this seemed to be in vain, the dumpling was still lifted up by Piccolo Demon King, like a light rag doll.

"die……"

Veins popped out on Piccolo's arms as his strength continued to increase.

"Gada!"

Finally, with a soft sound, the look in Dumpling's eyes instantly disappeared.

"dumpling!!!"

Tianjin Fan can sense the existence of [Qi]. The moment Piccolo killed the Demon King, he had already noticed that Dumpling had passed away.

"Hahaha! It's been a long time! It feels like killing someone!"

The death of Dumpling seemed to arouse Piccolo's interest, and he laughed loudly.

Suddenly, a beam of light erupted from his finger, directly hitting the unconscious Klin's head.

"Krillin!"

This time it was Sun Wukong who screamed.

The Piccolo Demon King straightened his back, as if he was enjoying the screams of Tianjin Fan and Sun Wukong.

"asshole!!!!!!"

Sun Wukong and Tianjin Fan shouted loudly at almost the same moment and stood up at the same time.

However, the eyes of the two are different.

There is only hatred in the eyes of Tianjin fans.

What Sun Wukong's eyes revealed was helplessness and outright anger at his lack of power!

Now he has not only gentleness and kindness in his eyes, but the deaths of innocent Klin and Dumpling have inspired his anger!

He was angry at this weirdo for killing people at will!

He was angry that this weirdo killed other people's partners at will!

So...he was angry!

"I'm going to...bet everything on this punch!"

Sun Wukong condensed a beam of light in his left hand, and a flash of Turtle Style Qigong spurted out from under his body.

At the same time, Sun Wukong opened his mouth, and endless power seemed to appear on his right fist.

"Hmph, do you think I can't dodge?"

Piccolo Demon King looked at Sun Wukong's attack and smiled coldly, but before he could leave, he suddenly felt a tightness behind him.

Looking carefully, he realized that the person who trapped him was none other than a Tianjin fan with a look of hatred on his face.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!!! Even if it means my death!"

The sound of Tianjin rice is like the roar of a wounded beast.

In his short life, others only gave him threats and dangers, and his master and his senior brothers only gave him endless pressure.

And Dumpling, this little dwarf, is the only one who treats him well!

but! But he died before his eyes! It's because I'm too weak! Nothing can be stopped!

But this time, Sun Wukong showed no mercy, and his right fist penetrated Piccolo's abdomen and Tianjin Rice behind him.

On the Kalin Tower in the distance, Immortal Kalin, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed until now, suddenly spoke to Shangguan Yutian and said: "It's your turn to play."