Piccolo took his stance, one hand raised close to his face. His teeth clenched as a low howl tore from his throat.
His aura compressed tightly against his body, glowing veins of blue light tracing across his skin. At first, the change was slow—subtle—but then it accelerated. Muscles swelled. His frame expanded. The ground trembled beneath him.
In moments, a giant stood where Piccolo had been.
Goku remained before him, small by comparison, unmoving.
Piccolo looked down and threw a punch.
Goku backflipped just in time as the fist obliterated the stage, stone collapsing under the impact. A sweeping arm followed, then a crushing stomp. Goku barely avoided each strike, vanishing in bursts of speed and reappearing just beyond Piccolo's reach, dodging attacks at the last possible instant.
Piccolo didn't relent.
Another punch came while Goku was airborne. Goku twisted to evade—but it was a feint.
Piccolo's other hand snapped in from the blind side.
The blow caught Goku cleanly, slapping him straight into the ground. The impact cracked the floor.
Piccolo raised his leg to stomp—
—but a sudden shot from the stands interrupted him.
Tien.
The distraction bought Goku a heartbeat. Piccolo clicked his tongue in irritation as the fight resumed.
Not wasting a moment, Piccolo opened his jaws wide. Ki gathered, blazing white-hot.
A beam fired.
Smoke and fire swallowed the impact zone—but Goku had already moved. He rolled through the air, flipped forward, and landed cleanly before launching himself back in, kicking Piccolo's leg out from under him.
The giant staggered.
As Piccolo threw his arms back to brace himself, Goku appeared behind him. Grabbing one of Piccolo's massive fingers with both hands, Goku strained with everything he had—and flipped the giant over.
Piccolo crashed into the stage.
He rose instantly, unleashing a wild barrage of strikes. Goku slipped through them, leaping onto Piccolo's arm and using it as a platform before driving a kick into Piccolo's right eye.
Piccolo recoiled, clutching his face.
Goku bounced off the ground and surged back in, fist drawn—
—but a beam erupted from Piccolo's remaining eye.
It struck Goku's knee mid-charge.
Goku slammed into the ground as Piccolo followed with a stomp, trying to crush him outright.
Goku struggled beneath the pressure, muscles screaming, until he forced Piccolo back with a desperate surge of strength.
Piccolo stepped away instead of pressing the attack.
A grin spread across his face.
His body began to expand again, doubling in size. From Piccolo's perspective, Goku was no larger than an insect.
Another stomp came down.
But Goku had been waiting.
He dodged—and launched himself straight upward. He stopped midair at Piccolo's eye level, wrapping his arms around Piccolo's waist. His hands cupped together as ki condensed violently between them.
Using the beam's recoil, Goku fired himself straight into Piccolo's mouth.
Inside.
Piccolo grabbed at his own throat, choking, as blows erupted from within. He sucked in a massive breath—
—and spat Goku out.
Goku flipped midair and landed cleanly. Without pause, he hurled something toward Tien.
Tien froze for a moment—then uncorked the vial.
Green smoke exploded outward, taking shape.
Another Piccolo emerged—older, robed differently, wielding a staff.
The sight sent chills crawling up my spine.
That… was inside him?
Even Piccolo paused, shrinking back to his normal size.
Then both fighters moved again.
They vanished.
Only flashes of motion remained—glimpses of fists, knees, and elbows colliding faster than the eye could follow.
Piccolo smashed a right hand into Goku's jaw.
Goku answered with a punch of his own at the same moment Piccolo drove a knee into his solar plexus. Goku gasped—but struck back instantly, slamming a fist into Piccolo's ribs while hammering his face with the other.
Piccolo responded in kind—knee to the body, punch to the jaw, another to the gut—then a sweeping roundhouse.
Goku ducked and clipped Piccolo with a sharp strike to the head.
They continued trading, momentum shifting back and forth—Goku gaining ground, then Piccolo reclaiming it.
A heavy blow sent Goku tumbling.
He twisted midair, flipped, and aligned his feet downward as ki condensed beneath him. Using the knockback as leverage, he launched himself back up like a missile.
Arms extended, he slammed into Piccolo in a flying charge.
Piccolo fell—
—but Goku hesitated for a fraction too long.
Piccolo's antenna flared.
A ki beam fired point-blank.
Goku was blasted out of the air, slamming into the ground and bouncing hard as Piccolo rushed forward to finish it.
The tension locked my lungs.
Piccolo cocked his fist—
—and suddenly, the other Piccolo appeared, blocking the strike.
"You've got to be kidding me," I blurted out.
Silence followed.
I glanced toward Tien. He shot me a sideways look. I felt my face heat up, shrugged it off, and turned back just in time to see the battlefield shift again.
The fight wasn't over.
Not even close.
A sharp argument broke out between Goku and the other Piccolo, voices tense and low. warning him not to interfere again.
Then Goku turned back toward Piccolo.
pushing himself upright and slowly walking forward, stopping directly in front of Piccolo.
"I'll give you a free hit," Goku said. "That's fair, after the interruption."
Piccolo didn't hesitate.
His fist snapped forward.
The punch landed cleanly against Goku's face, launching him straight into the arena wall. Stone exploded outward as Goku smashed through and vanished in a cloud of debris.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then Goku stood back up.
Piccolo's expression twisted with fury. He grabbed his other arm and took a stance, ki flaring violently, and fired a ki blast.
Goku leapt—dodging the shot—but the blast curved midair and turned back toward him.
Goku jumped again.
The ki blast followed.
Still airborne, Goku twisted his body, letting the beam pass just inches from him. He fired a Kamehameha upward—not to attack, but to propel himself toward the ground as the blast turned yet again, chasing him relentlessly.
Goku landed and sprinted straight toward Piccolo at blistering speed, reaching him in an instant—then vanished to the side.
Piccolo's eyes widened.
The pursuing blast slammed straight into him.
An explosion tore through the arena.
When the smoke cleared, Piccolo was still standing—but one arm hung mangled and useless. He breathed heavily, veins bulging.
Without hesitation, Piccolo grabbed the ruined limb.
With a guttural scream, he tore his own arm clean off.
Green blood splattered.
Before it even hit the ground, flesh twisted and regrew.
His arm regenerated—whole.
Still breathing hard, Piccolo crossed both arms and gripped his shoulders. His aura erupted outward in massive waves, the air itself trembling under the pressure. The ki around him grew so dense it felt suffocating.
Tien slammed his hands together and blasted the ground, carving out a massive crater as everyone nearby dove for cover.
I stood frozen in the stands, staring in disbelief at the sheer amount of energy flooding the arena.
"Take cover!" Tien shouted, snapping me out of it.
With nowhere else to go, I sprinted toward him and leapt into the hole just as Piccolo's power peaked.
Piccolo thrust his arms outward.
An explosion detonated from his body, swallowing nearly the entire island in blinding light and shockwaves.
When the smoke finally cleared, Piccolo stood tall, chest heaving, a victorious grin on his face.
To him, the match was already over.
Then—movement.
Ahead of him, Goku stood with his arms crossed in a tight guard. His body was battered—but he was still standing.
And he was smiling.
Piccolo looked shocked for the first time from the start of the match.
Goku looked confident.
Goku lowered his stance.
Then he sprinted.
Before Piccolo could even react, Goku was already there—driving a savage elbow straight into Piccolo's jaw. The impact cracked like thunder, launching Piccolo backward, eyes bulging, jaw nearly shattered.
Goku followed relentlessly.
A head kick. A body kick.
Piccolo tried to block—but he was always a step behind.
Goku overwhelmed him.
A roundhouse folded Piccolo's body inward. A rib shot slammed into his side. A crushing blow to the torso followed.
Piccolo collapsed.
Goku rose into the air and fired.
"Kamehameha!"
The beam engulfed Piccolo, flooding the arena in blinding blue light.
Goku landed as the announcer climbed out of the crater beside me and began counting.
"ONE—TWO—THREE—FOUR—FIVE—SIX—SEVEN—EIGHT—NINE—"
At nine—
Piccolo surged forward.
A beam fired from his mouth, piercing straight through Goku's chest.
Goku screamed, clutching the wound as he collapsed backward.
Piccolo slowly pushed himself upright, smiling as he stood. He walked over to Goku, laughter bubbling from his throat, and stomped down hard on Goku's chest—grinding it in.
From the side, Tien and two others rushed forward—
—but Piccolo unleashed a barrage of ki blasts, forcing them back.
That moment was enough.
Goku staggered to his feet.
Piccolo lunged with a straight punch.
Goku ducked and slammed a body shot into Piccolo's ribs. Piccolo recoiled—but countered with a round kick that sent Goku crashing to the floor.
Goku struggled to rise, vision blurring.
Piccolo drove an elbow straight into Goku's chest wound.
Goku screamed and fell again.
Piccolo followed with a double knee to Goku's legs, crushing them. A ki blast detonated against Goku's left arm, leaving him unable to move his body.
Piccolo ascended into the air, ki gathering in his palm—
—and fired straight down.
A massive explosion swallowed the arena.
The shockwave blasted outward, knocking everyone near the ring back.
Piccolo landed back on the arena, where Goku was nowhere to be seen
Then—
form up in the air something droped .
it was Goku droping toward piccolo in a body charge
Piccolo turned—
Too late.
Goku slammed his head forward.
The headbutt struck Piccolo's ribcage with catastrophic force, shattering it completely and launching Piccolo backward—off the ring.
Silence.
Then the announcer's voice rang out.
"THE WINNER OF THE 23RD WORLD MARTIAL ARTS TOURNAMENT—BY KNOCKOUT—SON GOKU!"
The arena erupted.
And Piccolo lay defeated.
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