Dragon Ball: Defeat opponents and become stronger

After the two signed up, Sun Wukong also went to sign up.

Because the competition of the junior group started first, after Sun Wukong and they signed up, they first went to the venue of the world's first martial arts conference to watch Sun Wutian's competition.

At this time, Sun Wutian was standing nonchalantly on the competition stage, looking at the little boy standing in front of him.

The little boy was undressed, and his hands made a white crane winged movement to provoke Sun Wutian.

"Those two players, if there is no problem, start, right?"

The referee said.

When the little boy heard this, he immediately stepped back and stood up.

"Then I announce now that the first competition of the junior group will officially start now!"

"Hah!"

After hearing this, the little boy immediately shouted loudly, and his right fist hit Sun Wutian hard.

But before the little boy's right fist hit Sun Wutian's face, Sun Wutian's right fist had already hit the little boy's nose.

The little boy screamed, his body froze, and he fell to the ground behind him.

"Xiao Wu!"

The little boy's mother shouted.

Seeing this, the referee immediately began to count down.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven... Zero, the Monkey Sky player wins!

After Sun Wutian heard this, he yawned with a bored face.

If it weren't for the 10 million in prize money, he wouldn't have come over to participate in such a boring competition.

After Sun Wutian won the match, he immediately jumped off the stage and let the others play.

The match went quickly, and Son Wutian and Trunks easily advanced to the final.

"Spectators, the next is the final of our junior competition, and the players who win this competition will not only get 10 million prizes, but also get the opportunity to challenge the world champion Mr. Satan!"

"Mr. Satan!"

After hearing this, the audience immediately became excited.

Many of them are fanatical fans of Mr. Satan, and now they are naturally happy to hear that they can see Mr. Satan's heroic figure.

The second floor of an ancient building house under the arena of the world's first martial arts conference.

Mr. Satan was now lying leisurely on a chair, smoking.

A staff member suddenly opened the door and walked in.

Seeing this, Mr. Satan quickly put down his raised foot.

"What's going on?"

"It's okay Mr. Satan, it's just that this game is the final of the junior group, I want to ask you if you can watch the game!"

Mr. Satan smiled.

"What's so nice about a kid's game, if you have nothing else to do, go out?"

"Yes, Mr. Satan!"

After speaking, the staff immediately left the room.

Mr. Satan saw the staff leave, immediately got up and looked out the window at the competition table.

Son Wutian and Trunks are now on the stage.

Mr. Satan looked at the two for a while, but he couldn't remember where they had seen it.

"Then if the Sun Wutian player and Trunks have no other problems, start the competition, right?"

The two nodded.

Then, the two stepped on the ground with both feet, and their bodies came to each other like the wind, and they hit each other with their fists and feet.

"Huh..."

The two moved quickly while fighting fiercely with each other.

Mr. Satan, who was in the lounge on the second floor, was immediately shocked by the strong strength of the two when he saw this scene.

Even if the two of them go to the adult category, they should be able to get a good ranking.

After being surprised for a while, Mr. Satan suddenly remembered the Monkey King and Trunks he had seen on the game of Sharu.

"Hard... Are they the children of those blonde weirdos?

Mr. Satan swallowed.

Back then, he witnessed Sun Wukong and them fighting Shalu, and he also knew very well in his heart that it was actually Sun Wukong's group that eliminated Shalu in the first place, not him.

He was also for fame and fortune to spread such a big panic.

"If it's really them, then I definitely don't have a chance of winning!"

Mr. Satan thought to himself.

If he is defeated, then the lie that he defeated Shalu will definitely be exposed.

Then he will be the target of everyone.

"Abominable! What the hell am I going to do! "

On the stage.

Because the gap in strength between the two is too large, Trunks can only constantly defend against Sun Wutian's attacks.

Vegeta, who was standing on the top fence of the audience, couldn't stand it directly and chose to leave.

"Vegeta, aren't you watching?"

Monkey King asked.

"Don't look at it, there's nothing to see anyway!"

After hearing this, Bidiri, who was standing next to Sun Wuhan, said with a puzzled expression.

"Gohan, Goten, they have such a wonderful game, why would he say that there is nothing to see?"

After Sun Gohan heard this, he laughed dryly, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Because Vegeta doesn't watch this game for the simple reason that Trunks can't beat Son Goten.

If...... Trunks wins Sun Wutian, then Vegeta will definitely watch the game, and maybe he will scream in front of Sun Wukong.

"That... You'll find out later!

Son Gohan did not say it directly, but chose to hint.

Because if he said it explicitly, he would definitely offend Boomer and Vegeta.

"Wait?"

"Hmm!"

Son Gohan nodded.

After hearing this, Bidili immediately looked at the competition table.

Bang!!

With a heavy punch, Son Wutian knocked Trunks off the stage with a punch.

"Trunks is out, Sun Wutian wins! Congratulations to Sun Wutian for winning the championship of this junior competition! The

referee announced loudly to the audience.

After hearing this, the audience immediately shouted.

When Bidili saw this, she seemed to understand something in her heart.

On the second floor of the lounge, Mr. Satan saw Sun Wutian win, and his heart immediately became more panicked.

Because the match between the two of them ended too quickly, he didn't think of any way to deal with it.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock outside the door.

"Mr. Satan!"

"Come in!"

Mr. Satan said with a pretended composure.

When the staff outside the door heard this, they immediately opened the door and walked in.

"Mr. Satan, the champion of the junior category has been produced, and it is time for you to play against him!"

"Okay, I see, you go out first, right? I'll come later!

"Yes, Mr. Satan!"

After the staff member finished speaking, he immediately exited the room.

Seeing the staff leave, Mr. Satan wanted to sit down again and think of a way, but he heard loud shouts from outside.

"Satan! Satan! "

Mr. Satan saw that the audience was so enthusiastic about him, and the pressure in his heart suddenly became even greater.

But now... He had to bite the bullet.

After Mr. Satan thought about it, he immediately walked towards the venue of the martial arts conference with heavy footsteps.

This was originally a short journey, but at this moment it is so difficult in Mr. Satan's heart.