Dragon Ball: From Erasure

Of course, Cabbe knew what had happened, but there was no need to say it out loud.

"How amazing! It's unbelievable!" The Galaxy King exclaimed and smiled, "It would be great if we had someone like him in our Galactic Patrol team."

Jack was slightly stunned, feeling that there was something wrong with the previous battle.

But Jack is not sure yet.

"What's wrong with you?" The Galaxy King turned his head and looked at Jack.

"Nothing...just..." Jack swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Then let's move on to the next match," the referee announced. "Contestant Frost versus Contestant Piccolo from Universe 7."

"Do you think I have a chance of winning?" Piccolo asked Sun Wukong without turning his head.

"No." Sun Wukong shook his head.

"You're still so direct when you speak." Piccolo wiped his sweat.

"But for the sake of Vegeta who will appear next, you should go and consume that guy's physical strength." Sun Wukong smiled.

"Is this all I am doing?" Piccolo was speechless and stepped onto the ring.

Frost and Piccolo stood facing each other.

"Are you going to fight me in this form? Won't you take care of me?" asked Piccolo.

"Sorry, I want to win as long as possible in this form!" Frost said with a smile, "In a match where I have a chance of winning, I want to finish it as quickly as possible."

"Hmph, you guys just look down on me." Piccolo's face darkened.

The game officially begins.

Frost rushed towards Piccolo at an extremely fast speed.

Piccolo's reaction was also very quick. He disappeared in a flash and appeared high in the sky.

"call out!"

Frost waved his hand and a beam of energy flame shot towards Piccolo.

Piccolo flashed again and appeared behind Frost.

Frost swung his hand back, and another beam of energy shot towards Piccolo.

Piccolo dodged back and forth.

The energy in Frost's hands kept shooting out.

Suddenly, Piccolo left a trail of figures in the air.

But Frost's attacks continued.

"Is that guy from Namek?" Champa asked Bardos.

"It seems so, but it feels a little different." Bardos replied.

At this time, Piccolo was already floating high in the sky, and he obviously heard the voices of Bardos and Xiangpa.

"I'm not a Namekian, I'm the reincarnation of Lord Piccolo!" Piccolo said lightly.

Frost was slightly stunned.

Piccolo didn't hesitate any longer. He tore off his cloak and threw it to the ground.

"Bang!"

The cloak left two deep holes on the ring, making a muffled sound.

"Although I can't defeat you, I may not be hit by you!" Piccolo smiled lightly, and suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed Frost below.

Frost dodged quickly.

"boom!"

Piccolo's large hand slammed down onto the ring below, leaving a crater in the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Frost quickly counterattacked, continuously shooting flames in his hand at Piccolo.

The two sides fought back and forth, and for a while they were evenly matched.

After fighting for a while, both Piccolo and Frost had exhausted their physical strength. They looked at each other and gasped for breath.

Frost felt very uncomfortable.

I can't keep wasting time with him like this, or I'll run out of energy.

Frost hid the poison needle on his arm and rushed quickly towards Piccolo.

"Snapped!"

The two men's fists collided.

Piccolo's face changed, and his brain went blank, and he lost consciousness instantly.

"boom!"

Frost delivered a powerful kick, sending Piccolo out of the ring.

Beak was eliminated.

Frost's mouth curled up, and his smile became even brighter.

"Oh..." Sun Wukong was a little surprised.

There was also a dead silence in the stands of Universe 7.

The situation in which Piccolo was eliminated felt somewhat similar to Goku's.

"Out!" the referee announced. "Frost wins."

"Kakarot, look, it's the same situation as before." Vegeta turned his head and said to Son Goku.

Bardock frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Hahaha, very good, very good!" Xiangpa laughed happily.

Beerus's face darkened even further.

Piccolo stood up unsteadily.

"Piccolo, are you okay?" Sun Wukong asked.

"It's okay... Damn it, I was obviously very careful!" Piccolo said in a deep voice.

"Be serious, Vegeta! That guy looks very powerful!" Sun Wukong said to Vegeta.

"Hmph, god knows what tricks this guy used." Vegeta snorted and walked towards the ring.

"What happened?" Beerus frowned.

Although the ultimate winner is our universe.

But it would still be embarrassing if Goku, Vegeta and others were eliminated.

"Next, let's move on to the next game." The referee announced with the microphone.

"I have an objection!" Jack suddenly shouted loudly.

Everyone at the scene immediately focused their attention on Jake.

"Huh? What?" The referee was slightly stunned.

"Foul! Player Frost used a weapon!" Jack pointed at Frost and shouted.

"Weapons?" The referee's eyes widened.

"You can't escape my eyes! Check his right hand! There is a needle-like thing hidden in it!" Jack suggested.

Frost: "..."

Frost had a bad feeling in his heart.

Can you detect this?

"How could this happen? Frost is not that kind of person, right?" Gabe shook his head, a little unconvinced.

"What are you talking about?" Xiangpa said with a sullen face, "Frost is a fighter with a strong sense of pride!"

"Then check it out!" Jack retorted.

"Okay, if you talk nonsense, I will destroy you." Xiangpa threatened with a cold face.

Jake: “…”

Jack panicked instantly, sat down on the steps, shook his head and said, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"No, you must check me carefully!" Beerus shouted anxiously.

The referee immediately stepped forward and took a good look at Frost's arm.

Sure enough, the referee was very sharp and discovered that there was a mechanism hidden in Frost's arm.

Press the mechanism slightly and a black needle suddenly appears.

The referee touched the tip of the needle lightly, felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

A few seconds later.

The referee got up from the ground, immediately turned his head to look at Xiangpa, and nodded to him solemnly.

The corner of Xiangpa's mouth twitched and his expression changed again and again.

"This is not a weapon, it's a part of my body." Frost made his final struggle.

"No, there are obvious signs of artificial processing!" The referee shook his head.

"Hmph, I've finally found out. There's nothing I can do!" Frost snorted coldly. "You should be thankful I didn't kill you!"

"Frost committed a foul and is disqualified!" the referee announced immediately. "The winner is Piccolo!"

There were bursts of cheers from the audience stands of Universe 7.

"Jake, that's amazing!" Bulma praised repeatedly.

However, Jack struck a pose that he thought was very cool.

"This guy has really good eyesight." Klin laughed.