Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 207 The Belated Warrior, Bick

Son Gohan gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging with rage, and squeezed out a few words: "I will never give up. You won't succeed easily. Even if there's not a sliver of hope, we will fight until the very last moment!" Before he finished speaking, he charged towards Frieza like a raging beast, disregarding everything else.

"Gohan!"

Shang Yun and Krillin were frantic behind him, calling his name loudly, trying to dissuade him, but it was too late. Without hesitation, they followed closely behind, charging towards Frieza together.

Vegeta watched their retreating figures, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Just as Gohan and the others were about to reach Frieza, a blinding light suddenly appeared, blocking Gohan's path. The light was so bright it seemed to illuminate the entire world. Everyone instinctively raised their hands to cover their eyes, yet couldn't help peeking through their fingers. Within the bright light, they could vaguely make out a tall, imposing figure.

The man held his hands firmly in a fist, his posture upright, and his cloak was being blown wildly by the strong wind, making a whooshing sound.

As the light dimmed slightly, everyone finally saw clearly that the person who had come was Piccolo.

A look of surprise instantly welled up in Gohan's eyes, and his voice trembled with excitement as he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Uncle Piccolo!"

Piccolo's lips curled into a gentle smile, his gaze falling softly on Gohan, and he said softly, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Gohan's eyes lit up, his cheeks flushed with excitement, and he exclaimed, "Great! Uncle Piccolo, I've been waiting for you!"

Piccolo nodded slightly, his eyes sharp, and turned to look at Frieza, saying in a deep voice, "That guy is Frieza?"

Son Gohan quickly replied, "Yes, Uncle Piccolo, that's him!"

Piccolo looked up at the towering, mountain-like Frieza opposite him, listening to Gohan recount his experiences over the past few days, Frieza's brutal nature, and his terrifyingly powerful strength. Piccolo's expression was cold, his tone revealing a hint of vigilance and solemnity, as he coldly said, "I see. It seems this guy is indeed a terrifying existence."

At this moment, Vegeta was standing behind Piccolo. He finally understood what had happened. A hint of disdain flashed across his face, and he snorted, "I thought they made some earth-shattering wish to Shenron, but it turns out they just revived someone as insignificant as you."

Upon hearing this, Piccolo turned his head, glanced at Vegeta indifferently, and replied slowly, "It's rather impolite of you to say that."

Vegeta, his face full of mockery, laughed wildly at Piccolo: "You're nothing but a nobody I could have easily dealt with back on Earth. It's utterly ridiculous that they're pinning all their hopes on you!"

Piccolo's expression darkened, and his aura instantly turned icy as he said in a cold voice, "There's something I think I should tell you in advance. After I take care of Frieza, you'll be next."

Vegeta sneered, "Deal with me? Haha! I never thought you Namekians would be so fond of boasting."

However, Krillin watched Piccolo's retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, his lips trembling slightly as he muttered to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. No matter how rigorous the training Piccolo underwent with King Kai, defeating Frieza is still a pipe dream, simply impossible."

Frieza exuded a chilling aura as he roared furiously, "Hmph, there are still Namekians surviving in this world? Interesting. But you seem somewhat different from the others we've encountered before. You think you can challenge me? What a pipe dream, utterly delusional!"

Piccolo's aura surged, his gaze sharp as he locked onto Frieza, and he said in a deep voice, "Alright, it's time to clean up this cosmic junk. None of you interfere, I can handle him by myself."

"What?" Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, their eyes widening as they looked at Piccolo in disbelief.

Not far away, Dandy squatted on the ground, looking up at Piccolo's figure in the sky, his eyes full of doubt, and he couldn't help but wonder: "How strange, why does this Namekian named Piccolo look so much like Nail? Could there be some connection between them?"

Dandy was filled with doubt, but his curiosity drove him to run towards Bick, eager to get a closer look.

However, Piccolo in the sky seemed to sense his approach, slowly descended, stood in front of Dandy, and shouted with his back to him, "Dandy, hide! It's too dangerous here, don't get hurt."

Dandy paused for a moment and said, "Ah...but..."

Bick interrupted, "Listen to me, quickly find a safe place to hide!"

Dandy quickly nodded in agreement, turned around and ran away, thinking to himself as he ran, "Strange, how does this guy know my name?"

Frieza slowly descended, landing steadily opposite Piccolo. Their eyes met, and the air instantly filled with a tense atmosphere.

In the sky, Krillin looked down at the two still facing off on the ground, his face full of worry, and muttered to himself, "How is this possible? No matter how strong Piccolo is, he can never be a match for Frieza."

Vegeta sneered, "Hmph, this arrogant guy. He doesn't even know how terrifying Frieza is, that's why he dares to make such boastful claims. We can't put all our hopes on him; we have to think of a way quickly."

Gohan said with a serious expression, "But Uncle Piccolo is definitely not the kind of person who talks big without knowing the other party's strength."

Krillin, his face full of worry, was about to speak when he said, "But, Gohan..."

Gohan interrupted Krillin urgently, his words filled with unwavering trust: "Uncle Piccolo definitely has a chance of winning!"

"What? Piccolo has a chance of winning?" Krillin's eyes widened, his face filled with surprise and disbelief.

Vegeta sneered coldly from the side, his face full of disdain: "Hmph, him? How could a guy like him possibly win? He's just an insignificant existence. His presence here won't cause any ripples in the battle."

“But Uncle Piccolo… he must…” Gohan was about to retort when Shang Yunfei flew behind him and gently patted his shoulder.

Hearing the sound, Son Gohan looked up and gazed at Shang Yun.

Shang Yun lowered his head slightly, nodded gently to Son Gohan, and said softly, "Gohan, I also believe Piccolo has a chance of winning."

Upon hearing Shang Yun's words, Son Gohan's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded emphatically, replying, "Yes!"

"Shang Yun, how come even you..." Klin looked at Shang Yun with a puzzled expression.

Shang Yun waved to Krillin, signaling him to calm down, and said, "Krillin, I believe Piccolo isn't the kind of person who talks big. Let's just wait and see what happens."