Dragon Ball: Angel, you don't talk about martial arts

"Really? I didn't expect that child Wutian has cultivated to this level without knowing it." Monkey King laughed.

"Old Sun, what is that? Do you know?" Piccolo asked.

"Ah... To put it more simply, it is the intermediate level of Zizai Jiyi." Sun Wukong explained.

"Zizijiyi? Zizijiyi again?" Piccolo said in surprise, "Old Sun, have you been practicing this all these years?"

"Yeah." Sun Wukong nodded.

Vegeta snorted and left even faster.

special!
What a shame.

But Kakarot, don't get complacent too early.

Isn't it just turning into red hair?
I won't change though.

But I have a more powerful transformation waiting for you.

Hehehe, I am looking forward to fighting with you.

When the time comes, I will let you know my Vegeta's true strength.

Do you think you can defeat me by practicing with Luo Tian?

We Saiyans don't need any teachers at all!

We are a fighting nation!
We have our own way of cultivation.

The road you walk is curved.

Vegeta had a confident look on his face.

The only thing that makes Vegeta a little upset is that his son actually lost.

"Everyone, after the tense competition, it's time for a very entertaining special program." The referee smiled and said, "Now, please invite Sun Wutian, the champion of the junior group, and Mr. Satan, the world champion, to give us a wonderful performance."

Satan: "..."

You are so special!

I don't want to go, I will be beaten to death by him.

This is bad.

The audience was also chanting Satan's name in unison.

Satan burst into tears.

Stop shouting.

I'm literally going to be beaten to death.

"Hahaha, no matter how powerful he is, he's just a kid after all. Could it be that even Mr. Satan, who is famous all over the world, wants to deal with him seriously?" the staff smiled at Satan.

"Hahaha, I really need to be more serious." Satan said hastily.

"Hahaha, you are so humorous." The staff laughed.

Satan: "..."

roll!
you don't talk.

I'm going to be beaten to death.

What should I do?
"Then, let's invite Mr. Satan to play." The referee announced loudly.

"Wow! Which kid is going to challenge Mr. Satan, the world champion?" After Satan came out, he raised his fists high.

Although Satan appeared calm on the surface, he was actually a panicked group.

I'm so scared……

If it is a dream, let this dream wake up quickly.

"Wutian, come on." After all, Trunks is a child. Although he lost, he was convinced of the loss. There was nothing to be angry about, so he directly cheered for Sun Wutian.

Satan was almost scared to death.

This is so special!

Can you stop shouting cheers?

"Stop talking nonsense, shut up." Satan shouted.

Trunks grinned.

"Mr. Satan, I heard Uncle Luo Tian said about you." Sun Wutian whispered, "So, I will deliberately lose to you, don't worry."

"Hey? Hey? Hey?" Satan was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.

Luo Tian, ​​you are so kind to me.

I have decided to marry my daughter to you when I go back.

"Little guy, is what you said true?" Satan asked quickly.

Monkey King nodded vigorously.

"Hahaha, hahaha..." Satan laughed.

It scared me to death.

If you don’t want to scare people like this, you should have said it earlier.

"Snapped!"

Satan took off the white cloak behind him, and threw it behind him gracefully.

Immediately afterwards, Satan tightened his belt.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Satan punched and kicked the air.

"Come on, Mr. Satan." Sun Wutian said to Satan.

"Yes..." Satan nodded quickly.

"Then, the competition between Sun Wutian, the champion of the junior group, and Mr. Satan has officially begun." The referee announced loudly.

"boom!"

Satan quickly struck out and punched Sun Wutian hard on the forehead.

Sun Wutian stood still.

Satan: "..."

"I said uncle, are you too weak?" Sun Wutian chuckled.

Satan wants to cry.

I was actually despised by a child.

I am so sad.

"what……"

Immediately after, Sun Wutian let out a miserable cry, flew straight upside down, and fell out of the ring.

"Wow Kaka... this... I'm so sorry, it's Uncle who took it too seriously." Satan quickly apologized.

Most of the audience at the scene were stunned.

That boy was already very strong, but he was punched flying by Mr. Satan.

However, why is Mr. Satan's punch delayed?

"Ahem...that punch I just had contained powerful energy. It was fine when it hit me, but it would burst out immediately..." Satan hurriedly explained, "That's why this little guy didn't fly upside down immediately."

The audience was taken aback.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

Immediately afterwards, the audience shouted Mr. Satan's name again.

"Let's take a 30-minute break for the adult competition of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament." The referee announced, "The much-anticipated adult competition will officially start at 40:[-] p.m.."

"What? Intermission?" Sun Wukong was slightly taken aback.

"Let's go to lunch," Clint suggested.

Sun Wukong and others left the venue.

Vegeta stood in front with a dark face.

"Sorry, only those who have qualified for the preliminaries are allowed to enter here." A staff member stopped Vegeta and others in front.

Vegeta really wanted to slap this guy away with a slap.

Fortunately, Vegeta's self-cultivation has been relatively high in recent years, and his mood has become much calmer.

During Sharu's time, Vegeta had already slapped him away with a slap.

Vegeta just stood there coldly with his arms crossed.

His son lost to Kakarot's youngest son, which made him very unhappy.

"The results of the preliminaries have been announced, I think we all passed smoothly." Kelin asked.

"Oh? Wait a minute, please report your names." The staff said.

Sun Wukong and others reported their names one by one.

Vegeta didn't say anything, his expression was cold.

How can someone like you be qualified to know my name, Vegeta?
"He is Vegeta." Monkey King said to the staff.

"Yes, all of you have passed the preliminaries, please come inside." The staff let them go, and urged, "At 1:30 p.m., the official drawing of lots will begin."

Monkey King and the others walked forward.

"Except for our group, it seems that there are no masters." Kelin said with a smile, "The bonus should belong to us."

"I never knew how to spend the money." Sun Gohan scratched his head.

"You can earn money for your wife to spend." Kelin couldn't stand it anymore.

Next, Monkey King and others entered the restaurant and had a delicious meal.