Dragon Ball Xenoverse - Chapter 20
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“Pa!”
A tail smashed into the ground, shattering it and sending debris flying.
“Stupid monkey, this is my ultimate form. Ever since joining the Time Patrol, I haven’t had to transform into this form,” Frilca said casually, crossing his arms and looking at Pica, who was ready for battle with a red aura surrounding him.
“Oh my, Frilca’s power level has shot up to 1.8 million…”
“He’s so strong, can that Saiyan called Pica even win?”
“There’s no way he can beat Frilca…”
The audience murmured in amazement.
“Who wins and who loses isn’t certain yet!” Pica said, feeling the powerful aura emanating from Frilca.
“Who wins and who loses? Hahaha, you’re hilarious. Do you really think you can beat me with your current power level? Trash is trash!” Frilca laughed uproariously.
“Enough talk!” Pica charged at Frilca, throwing rapid punches. Frilca effortlessly blocked Pica’s fierce attacks with just one finger.
Impossible!
Pica thought as he increased the speed of his punches and raised his energy levels. His Kaio-ken slowly increased from seven times to eight, even reaching ten times.
Pica fought more and more fiercely, initially having his punches easily blocked by Frilca’s finger. Gradually, Frilca had to use a hand, and finally, both hands.
How is this monkey’s attack getting stronger? Frilca wondered as he blocked one of Pica’s punches. He then pierced Pica’s already injured right shoulder again with one finger.
If you stood behind Pica, you could see a hole the size of a baby’s fist in his right shoulder.
“Ahhh!!” Pica screamed in agony, holding his shoulder. The intense pain made his mind foggy, and he wobbled on his feet.
Frilca shot towards Pica like an arrow, punching him repeatedly in the face while taunting him.
“Stupid monkey, weren’t you showing off? Why aren’t you showing off now? Keep showing off!”
“Stupid monkey, you have a hole in your right shoulder; it looks unbalanced. Let me help you with that…”
Frilca said as he shot another purple light from his finger into Pica’s left shoulder, creating a hole identical to the one on the right.
“Ahhh!!”
Pica’s arms hung limp, blood flowing from the wounds and dripping onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, the red liquid contrasting sharply with his pale face. His body swayed, and his head drooped, as if he might faint at any moment.
“Weaklings are weaklings,” Frilca said coldly, crossing his arms and looking down at the bleeding Pica.
Just as the referee was about to check if Pica had really fainted, Pica spoke.
“Who are you calling a weakling?” Pica said coldly, his voice devoid of emotion, like a spirit from the underworld.
Pica lifted his head, revealing a face ashen as death, with eyes glowing red. A sinister smile crept onto his lips, making him look incredibly evil.
Pica walked slowly towards Frilca, and with each step, blue flames flickered from his body, drifting upwards.
“What’s happening? The battle power detector shows no power level for Pica! This can’t be right! Even a newborn baby has a power level!” the audience member with a computer exclaimed in shock.
“Acting tough!” Frilca sneered as he punched towards Pica.
Just as his fist was about to connect with Pica’s face, Pica looked at him. Frilca immediately pulled back his hand, flipped in the air, and landed on the ground.
This… this can’t be. How can I, Frilca, be afraid of a crippled waste like him? Frilca thought, sweating.
“Ah! Die!!” Frilca shot hundreds, even thousands of energy blasts at Pica.
“Hmph!”
Pica snorted, and a circle of blue energy erupted from his body, detonating Frilca’s blasts.
Pica’s pale lips moved, “Do you know what despair is?”
He vanished and reappeared behind Frilca, his foot surrounded by blue flames aimed at Frilca’s back.
Boom—
He stomped Frilca into the ground.
“Bastard!” Frilca struggled to rise but was pinned by Pica’s overwhelming power.
“Th-this… Pica’s power level just exceeded two million, then dropped to zero. What’s going on?” the audience member frantically typed on his keyboard.
Pica’s body wavered, and in that moment, Frilca escaped from beneath his foot.
“Huff… huff…” Frilca panted heavily, a foot-shaped imprint sunk an inch into his back.
Pica’s dwindling blue flames flickered, his body trembling more frequently.
Holding his forehead with one hand, Pica’s vacant eyes fixed on Frilca as he extended his other hand.
A massive blue energy wave shot from Pica’s hand, trailing towards Frilca.
What! Frilca was stunned, unable to move, watching the energy wave approach.
Just as the wave was an inch from Frilca’s face, it vanished into thin air.
“Hehe, I guess I can’t go on…” Pica said before collapsing unconscious on the stage.
Ten days later.
“Ugh… it’s this ceiling again, seriously!” Pica muttered as he woke up, looking at the familiar ceiling.
“Hey, you’re awake! How do you feel? Any discomfort?” the Namekian doctor asked.
“Just feeling weak all over.”
“Hmm… I have good news and bad news. Which do you want first?” the Namekian doctor said, holding a report.
“The bad news.”
“Oh, most people choose the good news first.”
Heh, if you had a bunch of unscrupulous friends, you’d choose the bad news first too, Pica thought to himself.
“The bad news is that whatever technique you used, it significantly shortened your lifespan. You only have ten years left to live! The good news is that you and Brian both fainted and couldn’t compete for third place. The audience voted, and you got third place. How’s that for good news?” the Namekian doctor said flatly, with no trace of joy in his voice.
“What? I only have ten years left to live? How is that possible?” Pica asked, shocked.
“Yes, you only have ten years left. Don’t you remember your fight with Frilca?”
“I remember fainting from blood loss, but not much else.”
“Watch this…”
The Namekian doctor activated a virtual projection in the hospital, playing a video of Pica overpowering Frilca…
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