Dragon Ball: I, Mr. Satan, am invincible!

"Mark, the championship is mine!"

The two sides stood still, and Krillin was ready to fight.

In fact, the three of them often competed with each other in the past two years.

Unfortunately, the number of times they defeated Mark in a one-on-one situation was very few.

The two sides were too familiar with each other, and Krillin had no confidence in defeating Mark.

He shouted so loudly, essentially to cheer himself up.

"Hah!"

He pushed and hit with both hands repeatedly, and hit Mark with gas bombs one after another.

After such a long time together, Mark's weakness of relatively slow speed was naturally known to Krillin.

Unlike Yamcha, Krillin did not intend to fight Mark head-on.

On the contrary, he kept releasing gas bombs to Mark, looking for opportunities to sneak attack.

This was Krillin's battle plan.

Unfortunately, Mark's strength improved again.

The gap between the two was widened again!

The slow speed recognized by Krillin was already yesterday's news.

"Bakana?!"

Klin was shocked to see Mark Xinting dodging all the air bombs.

It is said that a man should be re-examined after three days of absence. How come Mark has become stronger in just a short time?

Puzzled, Klin dodged the air bombs that Mark fired back while thinking about how to break the situation.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't think of any good way.

For two warriors with combat power exceeding 1800, the arena was obviously a bit small.

Klin had no choice but to jump into the sky to avoid the air bombs that Mark fired like a rainstorm.

Seeing the little bald head flying into the sky, Mark stopped the prince's fighting method.

"Klin-san, flying into the sky is useless!"

"Hey! Look at my... Qigong cannon!"

Putting his hands together, Mark estimated the distribution of the breath in his mind.

Aiming at Klin in the sky, he fired a powerful Qigong cannon without hesitation!

This time, the Budoji Temple escaped a disaster without losing money.

All the audience present, including Master Kame, Little Goku, Tien Shinhan and others, were stunned to see the power of the Qigong Cannon!

Krillin, who sensed the danger, crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Boom!

Plop!

The violent explosion shook the surroundings.

Thick smoke and dust were blown everywhere by the turbulent airflow.

After a while, the dust gradually fell.

Krillin fell down immediately after being blown up.

At this moment, the golden martial arts uniform on his body had become tattered.

Wisps of green smoke continued to rise from his back and thighs.

Some parts of the skin exposed to the air had been carbonized, and some parts were bleeding.

Fortunately, the body was still slightly up and down, and the person was still breathing.

The host immediately ran over to check the situation, and then confirmed that Krillin had lost his combat effectiveness and Mark won.

[Option confirmed, reward issued! ]

The reward appeared directly in Mark's arms.

However, Mark was not in the mood to check it at the moment.

In order to prevent Krillin from dying in his hands, Mark quickly stepped forward and stuffed a magic bean into his mouth.

The next moment, Krillin, who was fully revived, jumped up.

Seeing that Krillin was not seriously injured, the host officially announced the result of the game.

"I declare that the champion of the 22nd World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament is - Mark!"

"This is the champion prize of 500,000 Sony, please keep it!"

The host happily took out 500,000 Sony in cash and handed it directly to Mark.

In the past two years, all of Mark's income has been used to repay debts to Dr. Brief.

500,000 Sony is not a small amount for Mark now.

Without any courtesy, Mark took the prize money.

The World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament ended, and the host had already walked down the ring.

However, Mark still stood in the center of the ring, looking up at the sky in the distance.

The confused audience looked at each other, wondering what Mark was thinking.

Only Mark knew that the playoffs were about to begin!

The combat power detector on his ear made a beeping sound.

Mark smiled: "Here it comes!"

Boom boom boom!

Pilaf's powerful plane made a roar.

This guy poked his head out from the fence and looked at the ring below the Budo Temple.

"Your Excellency the Great Demon King! We have arrived at the world's number one martial arts competition!"

As the number one lackey of the Great Demon King Piccolo, Pilaf happily reported the situation below.

In his heart, he would soon become the ruler of half the world!

King Pilaf will be with King PiccoloThe demon king rules the whole world together!

What a wonderful moment!

He couldn't wait to see how powerful the demon king was.

Hearing Pilaf's words, Muten's face changed drastically when he was standing in the crowd!

"What! Piccolo?! This is impossible!"

Kame-senior lost his usual calmness, and a strong sense of terror appeared in his voice.

This can't be blamed on him. Three hundred years have passed since Piccolo wreaked havoc on the world.

There are not many people left on Earth who still know this history.

Little Goku, who was standing next to Muten, noticed the strangeness of Kame-senior and asked curiously: "Grandpa, is Piccolo very powerful?"

"Of course... three hundred years ago..."

Goku's words made Krillin, Yamcha, Bulma and others look at Kame-senior.

Seeing that no one understood the horror of Piccolo, Kame-senior had to pick up the key points.

Muten was once called the God of Martial Arts before this.

However, Master Wu Taidou, who was even more powerful than Master Wu Tian, ​​was no match for Piccolo.

Back then, Master Wu Taidou had to sacrifice his life to seal Piccolo.

More than three hundred years had passed, and now Piccolo had reappeared in the world!

The more Master Wu Tian talked, the fewer people stayed around.

The onlookers who noticed something was wrong had already fled for their lives.

Apart from the monks, only this group of martial artists could stay in the martial arts temple.

After Pilaf's communication, the old Piccolo walked out of the cabin.

"Sir, the next is the arena of the world's number one martial arts competition!"

"The little devil with a tail behind him is the bastard who has stopped me many times!"

"The others are also their accomplices!"

Pilaf, who thought he had found a big backer, planned all the people present as accomplices of Xiao Wukong.

Even Tien Shinhan and Jiaozi, who had been watching coldly, and Mark, who was looking at them with a joking face, were included.

However, Piccolo, the first generation of the Great Demon King, did not listen to Pilaf's words at all.

Since he appeared, all his attention was on Mark.

After performing the Air Dance Technique and slowly landing on the ring, Piccolo looked at Mark expressionlessly.

After a long while, he said with emotion: "I didn't expect that after three hundred years, there are still martial artists as powerful as you in the world. Little guy, can you use the Magic Seal Wave?"

Mark restrained his breath, and the combat power he showed was just over 200.

However, even so, it was enough to attract the attention of the Great Demon King.

After all, many martial artists on Earth are martial arts schools that have been passed down for generations.

The bastard who sealed him back then might have something to do with the guy in front of him.

If any of them can use the Magic Seal Wave, it would definitely be intolerable for the Great Demon King!