Battle Piccolo, Special Beam Cannon!

Bai Xing naturally would not deny it. "Damn it!" Having gotten his answer, Piccolo felt the veins on his forehead bulge. A surge of fury welled up inside him, demanding release. Yesterday, filled with fighting spirit, he had flown for a long time before finally reaching his destination. He had been ready for a great battle, prepared to wash away the humiliation of being ambushed before. Yet he had not expected to arrive too late. Demon Castle was already a complete mess.