Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

Number 18: "Oh, it's you two. I thought it was someone else. You two have certainly improved your strength, but you'll still kneel before me!"

At this point, both Number 18 and Number 17 still believed that there was no one who could reach the same level as them.

"You're really confident, aren't you? You're even more arrogant than the guy next to me. Let me tell you, you're dead today." Piccolo seemed very unwilling to be so disdainful.

Vegeta wanted to teach them a lesson, but Android 18 stopped him.

This meant Piccolo was now facing his old nemesis, Number 17. Remembering how badly he had been humiliated by Number 17, a surge of inexplicable anger welled up within him.

Number Seventeen noticed that Piccolo was quite different from before and seemed very interested, saying, "If you're willing to tell me everything, I might consider letting you live a little longer!"

Chapter 788 Piccolo vs. Number Seventeen Again.

Bick naturally knew what the other person was referring to.

Piccolo smiled arrogantly at Android 17. Piccolo knew Android 17's strength, but at this moment, Android 17, due to excessive confidence, did not take Piccolo, who had become a Super Namekian, seriously, and therefore planned to go all out. While taking off his costume, Piccolo began to warm up, saying, "I'm not the same person I used to be."

Number Seventeen saw a hat lightly shatter a stone on the ground, which made Number Seventeen feel that the other party was not bad and seemed to take it seriously, but Number Seventeen's confidence remained unchanged.

He scoffed, "Why would you fight a fight you know you have no chance of winning? Or are you really a complete idiot?" Number Seventeen seemed to be giving Piccolo some well-intentioned advice.

But did Piccolo really need such sarcastic advice from Number 17 at this moment? Of course not!

Both knew that it was impossible for the other not to fight. Number Seventeen rolled up his sleeves, as if he didn't want to get himself into a mess because of the fight.

"Come on, I'll give you a few moves first, otherwise you might say I'm heartless." Bick looked at Number Seventeen with his usual arrogance.

However, after Piccolo fuses, with the addition of Kami's wisdom, he can clearly know that there are three people on the other side: Android 17 and Android 18, whose strengths he already knows, and Android 16, who is unknown.

However, this Number Sixteen seemed only interested in Goku, so Piccolo, taking advantage of the other's arrogance, said, "Of the three of you, only you are willing to fight me?"

"What?" As if he had misheard, Number Seventeen looked at Piccolo in disbelief and laughed, "Originally, with your strength, you wouldn't need me to take action at all, but since you chose me, I can tell you very clearly that you are not even qualified to be me."

Android 18, who had been watching Vegeta closely, also said, "As long as that Vegeta guy doesn't make a move, I'll just watch the show from the sidelines."

Number Sixteen behind him seemed completely oblivious to what was happening.

Piccolo thought to himself, "Great! As long as the other two don't make a move, I only need to take down Android 17 with my current strength, and Cell's plan will fail, preventing him from becoming the Perfect Cell."

Seeing that his wishful thinking could be realized, Bick couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

After realizing that only number seventeen had made a move, Piccolo spread his legs and roared repeatedly. With each roar, sand and stones flew around his body, and the affected area grew farther and farther away.

The two fangs in its mouth gleamed white, as if it had spotted its prey.

If the child in front of him wasn't Number Seventeen, he might have been scared away by the sheer force of the fervor. But Number Seventeen's expression remained largely unchanged as he calmly looked at Piccolo.

Piccolo wasted no more time and swung out his ever-extending arm to grab Number Seventeen.

Although it was a probing attack, Number Seventeen tried to grab it with his own hand again, just like last time. However, this time the force was too great for him to do so easily, and he was knocked back several steps by Piccolo.

Bick, who was right behind him, was not about to let such a good opportunity slip by, and he clenched his powerful fist.

"Yeah!"

He yelled with each punch, as if such power would better express his inner anger.

Watching the two fight from the ground to the sky, and then back down to the ground.

Vegeta, Android 18, and Android 16 seemed to have signed some kind of treaty, and they didn't interfere at all, just watching the two of them fight here and there.

Because of his initial underestimation of his opponent, Number Seventeen was constantly pressured by Piccolo and forced to focus on defense.

"What a troublesome guy." Number Seventeen saw that Piccolo had no intention of letting him go.

"Is that so? Then I'll stick with you." Piccolo knew that if he continued to attack like this, Number Seventeen would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Sure enough, not long after, Piccolo finally seized the opportunity to control Android 17 from above. Piccolo was surrounded by white light, just like Android 17 usually was. The two had different methods: the cultivator controlled his aura, while the android controlled his aura through technology.

So although it was hard to part, they clearly distinguished which side each of them belonged to.

Number 17, who had just been knocked to the ground, cried out in pain. However, Number 18, who seemed to know her younger brother well, did not intervene. Instead, she stood by with her arms bent, looking quite relaxed, and seemed to be waiting to see what would happen next.

Piccolo finally let go of his displeasure and looked down at Number 17 lying on the ground, feeling as if he were a king looking down on a city.

But Number Seventeen, after being knocked to the ground, stood up. "This is impossible, impossible! He's even a little faster than me!" Number Seventeen was somewhat incredulous at being knocked down.

Piccolo raised his right hand, and a white beam of light began to radiate with the intensity of a ray.

A "chirp~ buzz" sound rang out.

Perhaps because the force was too great, the recoil was so strong that even Piccolo himself felt it was unbearable and took two steps back.

Then the whole world brightened up, and a huge laser projectile flew toward Number Seventeen, who was lying on the ground.

"boom!"

Seconds later, a patch of scorched earth, covering several hundred square meters, appeared on what was once a lush green grassland.

Bick smiled smugly, as if victory was just around the corner.

Meanwhile, Number 18, standing to the side, had a smirk on his face, as if he already knew something, and kept looking up at the sky.

"What!?" Piccolo also noticed the anomaly; Android 17 was still alive. Android 17, lurking in mid-air, had activated its chip during its near-death experience and was once again looking down at Piccolo with that arrogant air, a stark contrast to its previous predicament.

Chapter 789 A Heartbreaking Parting.

"You big idiot, I underestimated you just now and didn't seize the opportunity. Now you should regret it." After saying that, he seemed to symbolically flick his earring, which made a crisp sound.

"Damn it, now you can try this move." Piccolo's right hand flashed with another white light. If it had happened before, it would have been effective, but now, Number Seventeen simply swayed slightly and dodged it.

This attack seemed to be the clarion call of their battle. Piccolo's feet instantly rose up, and he charged towards Number Seventeen, who was in mid-air.

"ah!"

The two clashed again in the air.

However, this time, Number Seventeen seemed to be even faster. No matter how fast or tricky each electric bullet that Piccolo threw was, Number Seventeen easily dodged it.

Then, as if in a provocation, he stood upside down in the air, smiling at her.

Even Piccolo's last super-powerful electric blast seemed to have little effect on Android 17, who deflected it with his own body, as if to tell Piccolo that it was useless.

"Your strength is indeed much better than before. It's getting more and more interesting to spar with you, alien!" Seventeen's eyes were full of smiles.

Number 18, sitting on the ground, saw his younger brother's expression and knew, "That guy's started playing around again. He really hasn't improved at all, right, Number 16?"

However, Number Sixteen treated Number Eighteen the same as always, simply looking at the two people in the air without saying a word.

"Damn it!" Piccolo roared in frustration.

Once again increasing his speed and power, Number Seventeen saw Piccolo start to move and felt it was time to show some of his skills.

In a flash, the two began fighting all the way from the battlefield to the middle of the sea.

The powerful clash of forces caused the seawater to surge tens of meters, and a rainbow appeared after the water receded.

"I can't take it anymore! When will you ever stop?! Android 17, hurry up and beat him up! I want to fight Vegeta too. If you can't handle it, I'll take turns with these two." Android 18, who had been sitting below, seemed a little helpless as she yelled at Android 17's attitude.

Number Seventeen heard her sister's dissatisfied tone and said, "You got to play for so long last time, don't joke around. I was having a great time, who asked you to come?!"

After saying that, as if selecting prey, he turned to Piccolo and said, "Don't you think you should just fight me?"

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be treating him like a toy, Bick stopped being serious and laughed, "That's right!"

Android 17: "Let me tell you, my so-called strongest power in history is actually more than just this level," Android 17 said, seemingly trying to surprise Piccolo with his strength so as not to diminish Piccolo's interest.

Bick replied, "Really? Then show it to me. I'm quite interested."

After saying that, Piccolo flew towards Number Seventeen, but not in a straight line. Instead, he used his high-speed movement to make himself disappear from view several times in the air, quickly approaching Number Seventeen.

"Ah!" Piccolo released electric blasts from his hand once again, one, two, four!

The colors in the sky were temporarily lost due to the electric gas bomb!

"Using that trick again? No matter how many times you do it, it's all in vain!" Number Seventeen said, as if reminding Piccolo that he was still using the same trick.

But Piccolo continued to relentlessly use each release to get a little closer to Number 17.

"You really disappoint me. Do you think you can defeat me with such trivial tricks?" Number Seventeen, seemingly unaware of anything amiss, continued to express his dissatisfaction.

The hundreds of gas blasts that Bick pulled off seemed to have lost their aim and flew past Number Seventeen on their own, ending up behind him.

"Where exactly are you aiming?!" Number Seventeen was about to say something when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Because a powerful aura appeared behind him.

Looking back in a daze, he saw thousands of electric blasts floating in mid-air. All of them that he had dodged earlier were waiting here, seemingly controlled by Piccolo, frozen in place.

Faced with such a large number of gas cannons, Number Seventeen's expression turned somewhat grim.

Because I am already surrounded by them. They are everywhere.

"You have nowhere to run. Is this all the strongest guy in history is capable of?!" Piccolo, who was staring at Seventeen from afar, returned his arrogant words to him!

With a flick of Piccolo's hands, all the gas blasts seemed to come alive and bombarded Number Seventeen's body.

With nowhere left to escape, Seventeen stood there dumbfounded, still feeling the countless powerful energy blasts hurtling towards his body.

In an instant, all the colors between heaven and earth were dominated by the air blast, turning from white into a vast expanse of white.

It begins to shrink and then explodes.

"Boom!" Seeing the thick smoke billowing from the bombing site, Piccolo grinned and revealed his fang.

But just as he was about to celebrate the end of the battle, a green aura began to spread from beneath the thick smoke!

"That, that's a protective shield!?" Piccolo, who was about to boast, suddenly changed to a look of horror.