Dragon Ball: Special Sanctions Bells

During the speech, Wang Quan's family was taken to an independent auditorium.

Speaking of auditorium, this is actually a huge room with all the facilities in it. There are not many such luxurious auditoriums in the entire stadium.

This time, the venue of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference is obviously much more luxurious than the one three years ago.

No matter the arena of the competition or the audience seats below the arena, there have been very big changes.

And on the arena, there are more than a dozen huge screens, which broadcast the competition scenes above the ring in real time, and there are also special slow-motion replays.

After all, in the last World No. [-] Budokai, although there were many powerful fighters, there were only Wang Quan and Yuzao Mae, and Pete and Bruce's match. They watched the match from beginning to end.

This time, the organizer learned a lesson and installed countless high-tech cameras on the arena. There are dozens of satellites in the space above their heads, all of which are closely watching the world's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference, ensuring that all spectators can enjoy the most authentic match scene.

In the VIP room, although Satan wanted to ask what the Namekians were, but as the organizer of the Martial Arts Conference, he still had a lot of things waiting for him, so he had to leave.

"Wang Quan, are you really not going to participate in this Martial Arts Conference?" Satan turned around and asked before leaving the door.

"Well, it looks interesting, I..."

Before Wang Quan could finish his words, Satan continued, "Ah, the registration period is about to end, little Miss, hurry up, Uncle Satan will take you to register."

After finishing speaking, Satan pulled little Miss away immediately, and closed the door with a bang.

"Uh, I want to say that I want to take a good look, what are you doing so fast?" Wang Quan then finished his words.

"Can't you see that Satan doesn't want you to participate, if you go up, Satan's dream of being the champion will be shattered." Lan Fang threw a grape into his mouth and continued.

"His dream of becoming a champion has already been shattered. Can he beat our little girl?" Lan Qi snatched a grape from her sister's hand and stuffed it into her mouth as well.

"What does this guy think?" Bulma sat on the sofa, groping her delicate chin.

"Look, Satan must have his plan." Yuzao hit his palm with a fan.

Violet was not familiar with Satan, so she didn't speak.

"Hehehe, Tamazamae thought well. Satan must have a plan, but he just doesn't know how he will do it." King Quan thought of Dragon Ball, Satan tricked Trunks and Goten into thinking they were real masters, and even paid No. 18 to make fake punches. This kind of routine can be realized in the original Dragon Ball, because the audience can't tell who is strong and who is weak.

But not now, there are also masters in the audience, although their combat effectiveness is not good, it is still possible to distinguish who is strong and who is weak.

Moreover, Wang Quan sensed two powerful forces, and he couldn't come up with a definite answer as to whether Little Miss could win the championship.

Wang Quan and the others were all guessing how Satan could win the championship from Little Miss. When the host came to the stage to read the rules of the game, Wang Quan and the others immediately understood Satan's plan.

In fact, it is very simple. He divided the competition of the world's No. [-] martial arts competition into a youth group and an adult group.

All contestants aged 15 and under will participate in the junior competition, and those over 15 will participate in the adult competition.

The two were not participating in the same competition at all. No matter how strong Little Miss was, she couldn't stop Satan from becoming the champion.

And Satan's reasons are also very good. In the previous World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference, there were fewer contestants and even fewer young contestants, so they could be placed in one competition venue.

After three years of martial arts development, almost everyone on the planet can do it twice.

There are a lot of people signing up for the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, and there are also a lot of young players, so it is simply divided into the youth group and the adult group.

At the same time, a rule was added to the competition. If you are hit by the opponent's attack during the battle and fly out of the arena, as long as you don't land, you can fly back to continue fighting. However, if you take the initiative to fly out, you will immediately lose the qualification for the competition.

Wang Quan and the others looked at each other, and then smiled at the same time.

Soon, the juvenile competition began.

Eight huge arenas, the competition started at the same time.

Although players in the junior group can participate under the age of 15, there are not too young players, and most of them are between 13 and 15 years old.

Their fighting strength ranges from hundreds to thousands.

At the beginning of the match, there were violent collision sounds from the eight arenas at the same time.

The qigong bombs were flying in all directions, and the cheers of the audience were louder and louder.

Wang Quan looked at these teenagers carefully, most of them were divided into two categories.

One is the original fighting style of Dragon Ball, punching and kicking, punching and kicking, there is no rules at all, just for warming up, the key to the final decision is the confrontation.

The other is to practice a set of fighting routines that are most suitable for you, just like Wang Quan, and combine qi and fists to exert stronger combat power. If it is not necessary, generally you will not release the skill of qigong cannon.

The two types of fighting have their own advantages and disadvantages. The first type is very talented. With that kind of natural combat prodigy, subconscious shooting is the most correct choice
The second type of fighting has a certain first-hand advantage in combat, but if it is deliberately targeted by the opponent, it will be very uncomfortable.

But most people are not fighting geniuses, so the second fighting method is more suitable for everyone to learn.

Just when King Quan was thinking about these reasons, Bulma suddenly said: "Little Miss, Little Miss is on the stage, look!"

Wang Quan immediately threw away all his thoughts just now, and focused his attention on the No. [-] ring.

Although I knew my son would win, I couldn't help but want to see him play.

Moreover, Wang Quan found that not only himself, Bulma and the other five seemed to be more nervous than the little girl on the ring.

Wang Quan wanted to say a few words about worrying about them, but found that he was also a little nervous.

Smiling slightly, I thought to myself, is this the feeling of being a parent, always worrying about children, even if I know my worry is unnecessary, I can't help worrying.

On the third ring, a handsome boy with a height of 1.8 meters and wearing a white martial arts uniform, his feet are spinning like a windmill, and only two white shadows can be seen, and the offensive is continuous.

His opponent was a six or seven-year-old little carrot head with crimson hair that was burning like a flame, flickering on the ring, avoiding the opponent's attack.

"Hahaha, kid, do you only dodge, scurry around like a little mouse, the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference is not where you should be, you should go home and find your mother." While speaking, the white-clothed boy suddenly gathered a lot of energy on his right leg, his body rose into the air, and his body rotated. His right leg was like a guillotine knife, drawing a bright full moon and cutting the red-haired boy in half.

"what……"

More than half of the audience immediately let out a sound of exclamation, while the rest of the audience looked at the ring with serious eyes.

I saw that the red-haired child who had turned into two halves did not bleed, but his two halves disappeared like bubbles.

"Hmph, Remnant Image Fist, I'll see how you dodge it next time." Bai Yi Sannian turned around.

The red-haired kid had appeared behind him at some point.

"Is this all your strength? Isn't it too weak?" The red-haired child looked up and down at the white-clothed boy, as if looking at a weak chicken.

"Stinky boy, if I wasn't afraid of losing the qualification, I could kick you to death with one kick. Hmph, let's take the move!" The breath of the white-clothed boy was wrapped around his legs, and his body shot out instantly. Two big axes on his legs slashed at the red-haired boy like a storm.

"what……"

Some female viewers closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch the next scene.

"it is good……"

"Little brother is amazing."

"..."

The cheers that sounded in an instant made the female audience who had closed their eyes open their eyes.

They found that on the No. [-] ring, the white-clothed boy had fallen to the ground motionless, and the red-haired boy put his hands in his pockets a little bored.

Looking up at the huge display screen, the slow-motion playback on it showed the boy in white with his legs like wheels, attacking wildly. The red-haired boy turned sideways, dodged the two thighs of the boy in white, and came to his side, pressed his small hand on the boy's chest, and then the boy in white collapsed to the ground.

Some sharp-eyed viewers also noticed some scorched marks on the clothes on the chest of the boy in white.

The current audience is no stranger to martial arts, so they are just curious about the strength of the red-haired kid, but they don't think they are playing tricks.

In the contestant area of ​​the youth group, two children stood side by side.

The other teenagers stayed far away from the two of them. They looked at the two teenagers curiously, but they didn't dare to disturb them.

A young man is not tall, he looks only about seven or eight years old, behind him a monkey's tail shakes from time to time, he has explosive hair like a crab, with an excited smile on his face, his aura is very violent, like a prehistoric beast.

Another boy... a girl, was two heads taller than the boy, and her skin color was different from that of ordinary earthlings, but had a faint green color instead.Long dark green hair, pointed ears, delicate oval face, a pair of lovely tentacles on the forehead, a somewhat undulating figure, and a cool temperament, as beautiful as an elf in a fantasy novel.

"Biklinna, this guy is a master, I'm already excited." The crab-headed child's eyes lit up, fixedly staring at Little Miss on the ring.

"Wukong, I am the only one who can defeat you." The elf girl's voice was cold, and a trace of fire flashed in her cold eyes.

"No, after I finish fighting with you, you will become a boy again." Little Wukong refused very clearly.

"You!" Biklinna was speechless, her slightly bulging chest heaving violently.

"Idiot, who would change gender in a fight, get out." Biklinna's cold demeanor was gone.

"Aren't you just that, Piccolo? After fighting with me, you turned into Biklinna." Goku raised his head and looked curiously at Biklinna with a distorted pretty face.

"Next, I invite Sun Wukong and Bala to start the competition on stage [-]." The host's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"Hahaha, Biklinna, I'm going to the competition, goodbye." Xiao Wukong quickly ran to the seventh ring.

Biklinna's distorted pretty face returned to calm, with her arms folded, she stared at Little Wukong who had already stood on the ring, her eyes flickered, showing stubbornness of not admitting defeat, hidden fear, and a trace of inexplicable and unexplainable emotion.

In your VIP room in the auditorium, Wang Quan and the others are talking and praising the little girl.

It's as if he didn't defeat a boy with a combat power of just over 500 points, but he defeated the God of Destruction Beerus.

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared on the No. [-] ring.

"Little Wukong!" Lan Fang looked curiously at Little Wukong who had already entered the ring.

"What about Little Wukong... Oh, I just remembered, Little Wukong happens to be 15 years old this year, so he can't participate in the adult competition." Lan Qi suddenly realized.

"Is he already 15 years old? I thought he was only eight or nine years old. Isn't that too short?" Violet asked curiously.

My little Miss grew to the height of an ordinary child who is seven or eight years old at the age of four. This little Wukong, who looks to be about the same age as Little Miss, is actually 15 years old. It seems that he is a natural dwarf.

Three years ago, Violet and the others had never seen Dales who was fighting against the king, otherwise, they would have discovered that Wukong looks almost exactly like Dales.

"King Quan, Little Wukong's aura has changed!" Lan Fang said suddenly.

"That's right, it's become more violent than before." Lan Qi continued.

"That's right, I don't know how Little Wukong has cultivated in the past three years. His strength and aura are very different. This time, Little Miss has an opponent." Wang Quan's eyes were fixed on Little Wukong.

In his eyes, Little Wukong turned into a golden ape as huge as a planet, suddenly it looked down at Wang Quan, and a golden light flashed in its violent blood-red eyes.

"Ah..." Wang Quan felt as if his spirit had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his brain was in severe pain.

"Wang Quan, what's the matter with you, are you okay?" The Bulma girls immediately surrounded Wang Quan, massaging and checking.

"Huh...it's okay, just meditate for a while." Wang Quan frowned, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to visualize in the spiritual world.

The self that has been visualized in the spiritual world does not appear for a long time, but the phantom of the golden ape appears from time to time.

Wang Quan worked hard to concentrate, and finally got rid of the golden ape in his mind, and re-imagined his body.

At this time, Wang Quan had completely recovered his spirit, but he still hadn't woken up from the spiritual world.

He found that although the human form he imagined was exactly the same as himself, without the slightest difference, no matter how much it resembled him, he was just a dead thing, a hand-made doll of equal proportions.

The golden ape he saw in Little Wukong's aura was different, it was alive, its ferocious eyes, and the last gleam of golden light all showed that it possessed spirituality.

Wang Quan was thinking about how he could give the same spirituality to the puppet he visualized.

For this, he had nothing to do. Just when Wang Quan was at a loss, those runes that had always remained in Wang Quan's spiritual world began to flow.

They seemed to come to life, each character turned into a swimming fish, wandering aimlessly in his entire spiritual world.

After a long time, these characters traveled throughout the entire spiritual world of Wang Quan, and then they all got into the visualized dolls as if they were ordered.

A unique feeling suddenly arises, the spirit of the kingship is divided in two.

One part is observing everything in the spiritual world, and the other part is waking up from the conceived puppet. He can control this illusory body and perform various actions.

Under the mental traction, all of Wang Quan's spiritual power entered the visualized body. He immediately discovered that there was a huge difference between this visualized body and his real body. The muscles, bones, internal organs, and skin seemed to be all the same, but now he felt that every part was different.

With Wang Quan's thought, in just an instant, this visualized body is the same as his own body, including the life energy emerging from the cells, the life energy reintegrating into the body, and the evolution of the body. These changes are all simulated.

At this time, Wang Quan felt that his spiritual power had completely entered another realm, and when he was immersed in this magical realm, he felt continuous calls.

"King Quan, wake up..."

"Little Wang Quan, wake up..."

"Brother, wake up..."

Wang Quan's mental power was instantly separated from the visualization doll, and the moment he withdrew from the spiritual world, he clearly saw the excited and eager light in the doll's eyes.

Wang Quan opened his eyes, and Violet and his daughters were all around him, their pretty faces were covered with tears.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, why are they all crying, stop crying, stop crying." Wang Quan's hands turned into afterimages, and wiped away the tears for the five women at the same time.

"You, you just, just now..." Yuzao began to choke up again while speaking.

"What happened just now?" Wang Quan asked curiously.

"You, your spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared." After Bulma finished speaking, the five women looked at Wang Quan with worried faces at the same time.

As their mental strength grows, they can all feel various mental fluctuations. Only dead people and vegetative people will have mental fluctuations disappear.

Wang Quan's mental fluctuations suddenly disappeared, no wonder they all cried like pear blossoms and rain.

"That's the case, don't worry, I have nothing to do, my spiritual training has entered another break, when the martial arts conference is over, we will go back to study and study how you can practice." Wang Quan said with a smile.

It is because I have the spiritual power rune left by the Great Elder that I integrated my spirit into the visualization. Violet and the others want to integrate their spirit into the visualization, and King Quan still needs to think carefully.