Dragon Ball: I Am Saitama

There was no need for Danbolin to open his mouth. In order to avoid any further troubles, the Great Demon King Piccolo directly created a new demon subordinate. In the opinion of the Great Devil Piccolo, with these two people joining forces, everything was safe.

"Damn it, why do I still feel so panicked? That human being is so scary."

Dan Bolin still felt very unsure, but as a demon, he couldn't escape without a fight, and he couldn't just wait like this. He had to take action anyway.

It was originally a good opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop, but now Danbolin completely lost the confidence he had yesterday. The enemy was far more terrifying than he thought, and was not someone he thought he could easily deal with.

"Wukong, you are already very good."

Saitama looked at Goku who was breathing heavily and punched out. Goku punched in the air and flew out of the ring. He lost the game. The noise in the audience suddenly became silent. There was such a fierce battle just now. How could it be so fierce? Ended suddenly?

"Alas, the outcome has already been determined, but for Wukong, I'm afraid it's a good thing."

"Yes, I envy Goku for being able to fight Saitama so happily."

Leping was endlessly fascinated, when would he have the chance to fight Saitama, even if he lost.

Klin looked at Leping's fascinated look, and he also had this thought in his heart: "Yes, I really hope to fight with Brother Saitama. If I am the one who wins the battle with Wukong, then what will happen with Brother Saitama just now?" It’s me who will fight.”

Envy and fascination are what most warriors pursue. Their desire to fight with the strong is strong in their hearts, and strong opponents will always be their unremitting motivation.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to experience this feeling."

Tianjin Fan felt sorry for himself. He fought with him, but got nothing. Perhaps all he got was frustration, a huge and powerless frustration.

"It's great to be young, but I'm already dead."

Looking at Klin and the others, Wu Tian felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He was also the same in the past, yearning for the path of the strong and looking up to the stronger.

"Mr. Referee, I win."

The referee was stunned for a moment. Still in a daze, Saitama walked over and patted the referee on the shoulder.

The referee looked at Saitama in shock, his head still confused.

"Doesn't this count as my victory? Do I have to fight again?"

The referee had such an expression. Could it be that he had committed a foul and therefore the game could not be counted?Saitama thought so, otherwise, why didn't the referee award him the victory for a long time.

How could the referee think about it? Because of his confusion, Saitama had this idea. However, it is not surprising that Saitama thought too much, because in normal games, the result is announced early without being reminded again and again. .

"Hey, referee, if you don't say anything, you don't really want me to fight Wukong again, right?"

Saitama stared at the referee with wide eyes, thinking that even if he had to fight again, Goku might not have the strength to fight him in a short time. His punch was not heavy, but it was enough to make Goku unable to exert his strength. Out.

"Oh my God, this bald man is so stupid. He actually killed this brat for me with one punch. Without this brat, the only real opponent is this bald man. As long as he is killed, everything will be no problem."

Dan Bolin was pleasantly surprised. Wukong was defeated with one punch, and it seemed that he had no fighting power at all in a short period of time.

But Danbolin didn't have any surprise for a long time, and he was only shocked in his heart. He was happy too early, Wukong was killed instantly, and Wukong was only stronger than him, but Danbolin felt that he shouldn't be weaker than Wukong. After all, being a demon has some advantages, but no matter what, that is to say

, Wukong, whose strength is about the same as him, was killed by Saitama instantly. Wouldn't it be the same for him? If he couldn't catch Saitama's punch, he might be killed instantly.

The more Dan Bolin thought about it, the more wrong he became, and the more uneasy he became. If he really couldn't kill the bald man, he and the newly arrived demons would both die here.

"Otherwise, I'd better run away, stop the guy who is coming, let him come alone, and try to see if he can kill the bald Saitama. If he can, I will join forces with him. If not, I will just run away secretly. .”

Dan Bolin has been exposed to a lot of human knowledge these days. Although he still doesn't put humans in his eyes, he has learned about the human mind. After knowing Saitama's terror, he came up with such a despicable idea.

The referee finally came back to life. It’s no wonder that he was in such a fierce battle just now. It’s strange that he’s not stupid. This is very abnormal and unreasonable. He couldn’t turn his head for a moment. There were still a lot of words piled up in my head that I didn't say, but they were just gone.

"No, no, no, it's not Mr. Saitama."

Saitama looked at the referee blankly: "What do you mean?"

"Are you saying that I didn't win, or that I don't have to compete again?"

"Rematch, Mr. Saitama, what are you talking about?" The referee looked confused. It was his turn to not understand. How could he think about it? Because he was in a daze for too long, Saitama had all kinds of stupid thoughts.

"What, a rematch, do I really want a rematch?"

Saitama touched his head, ran back to the other side of the ring, and said, "If there's a rematch, referee please help Goku back to the ring."

The referee was even more confused, looking at Saitama stupidly, what was he talking about, what did he mean, what's the point of rematch?

"What's going on?" It was Klin's turn to be confused. What else was going on? A special ceremony for winning the championship?

Many people had the same idea as Klin. After all, the outcome of this battle was too obvious. One stood on the stage like a normal person, while the other left the ring.

"Hey, referee, why are you in a daze? Why don't you help Wukong over quickly?"

Seeing that the referee hadn't made any move yet, Saitama was a little unhappy. This referee was too tough. You want me to rematch, so why don't you move faster?

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Saitama wanted me to help Mr. Goku get into the ring, and then officially declare Mr. Saitama the winner."

The referee was stunned, and nodded with an expression like "I understand." He thought, "That's right. This is the final after all. It needs to be more formal and grand, and it can't be too hasty."

The audience below saw the referee walking towards Wukong at this time, and most of them had this thought in their minds. In the finals, of course, both players must be on the stage to announce the result.

"Do I still want to go on stage?"

Wukong sat on the ground powerlessly, showing a rare look of fatigue. This was a strange feeling compared to his usually full of strength. It seemed that this was not him, but at the same time he felt that this was the real him.

"Yes, after all, this is the final. How can I not have you, the champion opponent, at the last moment?"

The referee came over to help Wukong. He also felt that Wukong was really weak at this moment and did not look like a powerful person at all.

"Champion rival?"

Wukong smiled, knowing in his heart that he was no match at all. He was far from qualified to be Saitama's opponent. He was so far behind that he couldn't even imagine it. He never thought that one day, he would meet Qiyu. Such a powerful person as Jade.

"Why, you're so close. Do you want to hold hands and fight again?"

Saitama saw Goku walking towards him, getting closer and closer, and muttered: "What a strange rematch rule."