MM Racing Chapter 132
Chapter 132
Boom! The sky seemed to be torn apart. Amid the deafening explosion, the fierce battle between Goku and Piccolo reached a fever pitch. Dust and gravel danced wildly in the air, blocking the sunlight, leaving only two figures interweaving and colliding in the chaos. Goku, the boy known for his unyielding will, had firmness and determination in his eyes. Every jump and punch of his contained his persistent pursuit of justice.
"Hah!" Goku seized a fleeting opportunity, his body was like lightning, and he instantly passed through the dense attack net. A full-strength kick, like a meteorite hitting Piccolo's abdomen, gathered all his strength and courage in this blow, and the air was torn apart by this force, making a sharp whistle.
The first generation of Piccolo, a strong man who once caused turmoil on Earth, was attacked by surprise, but he reacted quickly. He twisted his face and forcibly endured the fatal blow. His huge body was like a giant tree blown up by the wind, and fell to the side, smashing a lonely wooden house to pieces. Wood chips and dust flew into the air, forming a small sandstorm.
After landing, Xiao Wukong had no chance to breathe. He knew Piccolo's strength and cunning, and immediately adjusted his posture. His legs bounced like springs and rushed towards the direction where Piccolo fell.
However, how could the first generation of Piccolo sit and wait for death? He quickly stood up from the ruins, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he could see through everything.
"Hmph, you are indeed quite capable, but I, Piccolo, am not a pushover either." Piccolo sneered, grabbed a boulder, exerted all his strength, and threw it at Goku. The boulder drew a black track in the air, and rushed towards Goku with a whistling sound that tore through the air.
Goku's eyes shone, and his hands quickly crossed in front of his chest. With a loud "bang", the boulder was blocked by Goku's palms, shattered into countless small pieces, and scattered everywhere.
"Hmph, you are indeed interesting!" Seeing this, Piccolo raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes became deep again, and a powerful energy began to gather in his eye sockets: "Next, let me show you my real power!"
Before he finished speaking, Piccolo began to emit a dazzling yellow light all over his body, and the light gradually increased until the entire sky was illuminated in golden light. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and time became slow at this moment.
"Come on, let me see your so-called strongest attack!" Little Goku was horrified, but he did not retreat. Instead, he strengthened his belief. He knew that only by defeating Piccolo could he protect the earth and everything he cherished. Little Goku took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, and tensed his body, ready to meet the coming storm.
Piccolo raised his hands slowly, as if guiding the power between heaven and earth. With a deafening roar, the yellow light of his whole body suddenly burst out, turning into a dazzling beam of light that rushed straight into the sky. Then, with Piccolo as the center, a huge energy ball began to condense. The energy ball continued to expand. Wherever it went, the space was distorted and everything collapsed.
"Explosive magic wave!" Piccolo roared, and the energy ball exploded instantly, turning into a devastating energy wave, spreading around at an astonishing speed. In a blink of an eye, the area within ten kilometers around was turned into ruins, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the lives were charred.
After the smoke cleared, Goku was intact, but his body was covered in dust and his clothes were a little tattered, but his bright eyes flashed with unyielding light.
Goku looked around, looking for the trace of the first generation Piccolo, but just as Goku was about to launch another attack and vowed to protect the peace of this land, everything suddenly became complicated.
"Stop, little monkey!" Piccolo's voice echoed in the empty battlefield, with unquestionable majesty: "If you don't want him to die, stop!" As the voice fell, Xiao Wukong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that Piccolo had a hostage in his hand at some point - Yajirobe, whom he didn't know yet.
Yajirobe was curious about the battle and sneaked to the edge of the battlefield to watch the battle, but unexpectedly became a bargaining chip in Piccolo's hand. His face was full of fear and helplessness, but his eyes still flashed with the desire to survive. This scene hit Xiao Wukong's heart like a heavy hammer, causing him to have complex emotions.
Xiao Wukong clenched his fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, but he did not act rashly. He knew that if he acted impulsively, it would likely put the hostage in front of him in a more dangerous situation. Xiao Wukong said unwillingly: ""Picco, I won't let you go!"
Seeing this, Piccolo curled his mouth with a sneer, as if he was dissatisfied with Xiao Wukong'sThe reaction was expected: "Oh! Then why don't you let me go?" As he said that, he waved his hand lightly, and several sharp pieces of gravel were shot at Xiao Wukong accurately as if they were given life.
"Ah!" With a cry of pain, Xiao Wukong's left hand and feet were hit by stones, and blood instantly stained his clothes red. The severe pain made his body tremble involuntarily, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and did not fall down.
"Picco! Don't think of using such despicable means to make me surrender! I, Sun Wukong, will never be defeated!" Xiao Wukong roared.
Seeing this, Piccolo released several Qigong waves to attack Xiao Wukong, and Xiao Wukong fell to the ground overwhelmed.
At this time, the first generation Piccolo thought he had won the battle. He threw the hostage aside and floated himself in the air. He was surrounded by a cold and powerful aura. A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of contempt for weak lives. At his feet was Xiao Wukong, who had just been ruthlessly knocked down by him. His body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string. Dust flew around, covering the boy's thin body.
Xiao Wukong's body was covered with scars, and each wound was like a silent accusation, recording the cruelty of this battle. The blood stained his clothes and the surrounding land red, but his eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, flashing an unyielding light. He struggled to stand up, and every attempt was accompanied by severe pain, as if every cell in his body was protesting, but his will was harder than steel.
"I can't lose..." Little Wukong kept repeating this sentence in his heart. This sentence was like a spell, dispelling the fear and despair in his heart. He recalled every day and night he spent with his companions, from the carefree days in Baozi Mountain at the beginning, to embarking on the adventure of finding Dragon Balls, and then fighting against all kinds of enemies. Every time they fought side by side, every time they depended on each other for life and death, their friendship became deeper and his heart became stronger.
"They are still waiting for me, I can't let them down!" Little Wukong's heart surged with an unprecedented passion, which seemed to ignite a switch in his body. A strong breath began to surge in his body and gradually gathered on his right hand. His eyes suddenly opened, flashing with dazzling light, which was the fire of faith and the light of the heart of protection.
Little Goku took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to concentrate, guiding the surging energy in his body. He seemed to be able to feel that all the power between heaven and earth was converging on him, the heaviness coming from the depths of the earth, the fresh air pouring down from the sky, and even the surging power of the ocean in the distance, all passed through a mysterious channel in his body and merged with his power. Feeling the surging energy in his body, Little Goku had only one thought in his mind - this time his right hand was his last blow to determine the outcome of the battle, for his partners, for the earth!