socalfunplaces Chapter 316 Piccolo's Hatred
Chapter 316 Piccolo's Hatred
On Kami's Lookout, Piccolo, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace, gripped Gohan's neck tightly with both hands, lifting him into the air.
Son Gohan's feet left the ground, and he could only struggle violently in the air.
Bick seemed to still feel unsatisfied and released one of his hands.
Gohan thought Piccolo was going to let him go, but to his surprise, Piccolo's other hand was still gripping his neck like an iron clamp, and he was lifted even higher.
Due to severe oxygen deprivation, Son Gohan's strength to struggle dwindled.
Seeing that Gohan had stopped struggling, Piccolo released his grip, and Gohan's body instantly fell to the ground.
Piccolo then bent his knee and thrust it forward, sending Gohan flying high into the air once more. He followed up with a powerful kick, sending Gohan flying.
With a loud bang, Gohan crashed heavily into the wall of Kami's Lookout, then collapsed to the ground, panting heavily and muttering to himself, "Thank goodness, I almost died."
Seeing this, Shan Su and Jia Su exchanged a smile.
Shan Su chuckled and said, "Hehehehe, this looks quite interesting."
After saying that, the two rushed towards Son Gohan.
Just then, Piccolo suddenly stretched out his hands, quickly condensing energy blasts in them, and then fired them in succession, targeting Gohan.
Sanso and Gasu were also affected by the attack and were within Piccolo's attack range.
The two were immediately terrified and hurriedly dodged, eventually reaching high into the sky.
Seeing that Piccolo wasn't continuing his attack on them and was only focused on attacking Gohan, Sanso couldn't help but complain, "Is Piccolo going to kill us too?"
Dust billowed up and filled the air.
Using the rising dust as cover, Son Gohan leaped high into the air.
He steadied himself in mid-air, looked down, and eagerly searched for Bick's figure in the billowing dust.
However, Piccolo moved with lightning speed, appearing like a ghost next to Gohan in a flash.
Before Gohan could react, Piccolo suddenly raised his knee and slammed it into Gohan's abdomen.
Gohan winced in pain, his body arching, and Piccolo delivered another elbow strike, slamming Gohan heavily to the ground.
With a muffled thud, Son Gohan fell to the ground.
But he reacted quickly, flipping himself up on the ground and standing up with alert eyes, looking around, trying to catch Bick's trail again.
Suddenly, Gohan's eyes sharpened, and he locked his gaze on the cloud of smoke ahead.
He stared intently, barely daring to breathe.
Sure enough, Piccolo emerged from the dust like a ferocious beast, arriving in front of Gohan in the blink of an eye. He bent his knee again and slammed it heavily into Gohan's abdomen.
Piccolo's attack caused Gohan to lean forward, arch his back, and lower his head.
Piccolo seized the opportunity and suddenly swung his right fist, which slammed heavily into Gohan's face with a dull thud.
Gohan's head was knocked to the side by the punch, but before he could recover, Piccolo's left fist came flying with a gust of wind and hit him hard in the face again.
Piccolo's attacks were relentless, his right and left fists striking alternately, landing blow after blow on Gohan's face.
Gohan was unwilling to be beaten and occasionally struggled to raise his arm to block or seize an opportunity to counterattack. However, under Piccolo's storm of attacks, these resistances were futile, and he could only helplessly endure Piccolo's round after round of painful blows.
Carrick II sat arrogantly on the throne of the gods, threw his head back and burst into unrestrained laughter: "Hahahaha, this is wonderful, this is so interesting! To raise someone with your own hands and then have them killed by your own hands, this is exactly the specialty of our demon race!"
After saying that, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the glass bottle that sealed the god.
Carrick II held the glass bottle up to his eyes, a wicked smile on his face, and said mockingly, "God, come and see for yourself, this is your closest companion!"
The god, trapped in the bottle, looked at Carrick II's extremely arrogant appearance and felt a surge of anger and sorrow.
Kami instinctively turned around, and what he saw was Piccolo and Goku locked in fierce combat.
The wind howled and the energy surged, but in the eyes of the god, this scene was like a heavy hammer that slammed into his heart, and a sense of desolation arose spontaneously.
Seeing the god's expression, King Carrick II's smile deepened, and his arrogant laughter echoed all around: "Hahahaha, look at your expression, it's so funny! Watching them risk their lives for you, and you can't do anything about it, how does that feel?"
Carrick laughed loudly as he shook the bottle that sealed the gods in his hand, as if he were showing off his "victory." Every move he made was full of provocation and smugness.
Krillin, barely able to support his weakened body, knelt on the ground, his eyes fixed on Piccolo and Gohan's battle. His eyes were red-rimmed, and the resentment and anger in his heart almost consumed him. Finally, he couldn't help but roar, "Damn it!"
At this moment, Piccolo seemed to have gotten tired of playing. He leaped high into the air and kicked out with a powerful kick, sending Gohan flying straight away.
Son Gohan crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Son Gohan collapsed to the ground, his limbs weak, but he still gritted his teeth and tried with difficulty to stand up.
Just as Piccolo was about to launch another attack, Sanso suddenly rushed forward, spread his arms, and blocked Piccolo's path, saying calmly, "Alright, leave the rest to us."
Jia Su's face was also full of anger, and he was radiating a fierce rage. He said viciously, "I will avenge Jia Ge and Li Qi!"
With his eyes wide open and face contorted in a ferocious grimace, Sanso roared at Son Gohan, "Kid, be prepared to die!"
After saying that, Shan Su and Jia Su simultaneously raised their hands quickly, and energy began to gather wildly in their palms, instantly condensing into a dazzling energy wave, the light of which seemed to ignite the surrounding air.
Just as the two were tensing up, preparing to unleash their energy waves, a figure flashed through their midst like lightning.
It was Piccolo! He moved with agility and clear purpose, charging towards Gohan.
On Son Gohan's side, he finally managed to gather the energy to fight against Sanso and Kasou, and his body was in a state of tension.
But who could have predicted that Piccolo would suddenly attack again, catching Gohan off guard and causing his momentum to instantly falter.
Before Gohan could mount an effective defense, Piccolo's attack had already arrived.
Son Gohan was hit hard again and flew backward.
Piccolo followed closely behind Gohan, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
His fists were accompanied by a whooshing sound, each move carrying a deadly aura.
Although Gohan occasionally retaliated, either dodging to the side or raising his hand to block, he was still unable to withstand Piccolo's crazy and fierce attacks and could only retreat continuously, being beaten back step by step.
Standing to the side, watching Piccolo go berserk, Shan Su clicked her tongue and said, "Tsk, it seems Piccolo is determined not to let us get involved."
Gasu nodded slightly in agreement, saying, "Yes, Piccolo and Goku have never gotten along. Now that he's been turned into a demon, the hatred he harbors for Goku has been completely unleashed."