Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

"So, for the second match, we'll have Sun Mo versus Werewolf. Please come to the stage, both of you!"

As the host's voice faded, Sun Mo walked out wearing an orange martial arts uniform.

A low commotion instantly arose in the audience, especially in the female section.

Wow...so tall and handsome!

"Is this the runner-up from last year's competition?"

"As expected of Master Roshi's disciple, he's both handsome and strong!"

"Yes, he's not only sunny and handsome, but also very powerful!"

"I only came to the competition to see him!"

A little girl with golden pigtails, acting like a devoted fan, exclaimed, "Me too! I came for him too!"

At almost the same time, the werewolf player walked up from the other side.

He maintained a humanoid form, his muscles stretching his gray sleeveless martial arts uniform taut.

However, his face shape is somewhat unattractive.

On an excessively large mouth, the lips were abnormally thick and everted, almost covering the lower half of the face.

His hair was a thick, blunt-cut bowl cut, which, combined with his somewhat dull, staring gaze, gave him an air of unintelligentness.

The werewolf player didn't seem to be very popular. Just a moment ago, the place was bustling with noise, but when he came on stage, no one made a sound.

The werewolf looked around and said, "What's going on? I want girls cheering too!"

Still no one cheered; the werewolf looked at Sun Mo.

"It must have been you who did this!!!"

Sun Mo: "..."

Not wanting the match to become awkward, the referee immediately stepped back to the edge of the ring and shouted, "Alright, the match begins!"

Without saying a word, the werewolf roared and charged at Sun Mo.

However, Sun Mo's figure seemed not to move at all; he simply threw a light punch.

"Bang!"

A gust of wind flashed by, and the werewolf player was sent flying backwards without even letting out a scream.

Master Roshi was startled: "It's over already? I didn't even get a good look at it."

"Incredible! Just how strong is he?"

The referee glanced at the werewolf player lying on the grass, blinked, and said, "Wow, that was fast."

The werewolf player was knocked out of the arena, and Sun Mo won.

The audience looked on in astonishment.

"Wow, that's it?"

"What just happened?"

"I didn't see it clearly..."

"This match was a total flop; the skill gap was just too big!"

Klin couldn't help but complain, "Sun Mo is really something. He's in the quarterfinals, yet he doesn't give his opponent any face at all."

Everyone was complaining that the match had gone too fast and they hadn't seen anything, but Bulma screamed loudly.

"Wow, that was amazing! Great job!"

Keep it up!

The group of people around all turned to look at Bulma.

Then, several girls cheered and shouted to Sun Mo.

"Wow, this guy is so handsome and amazing!"

I love you!

"I love players who are both strong and handsome..."

Some even blew kisses.

Bulma's face darkened when she saw someone showing off.

She couldn't help but yell at the crowd, "Hey, what are you all doing here? He's my boyfriend!!!"

Just then, Bulma's phone rang.

"Beep beep beep!"

Bulma picked up the phone. "Is that Daddy calling?"

She quickly answered the call.

"Hello, Dad, what's up?"

I came to watch the martial arts tournament today, didn't you forget? ..."

Brief: "Hey, is this Bulma?! Oh no, there might be a burglar at home..."

"Have you been robbed?"

"Are you kidding me? How could a thief possibly break into our house?"

Brief continued, "It's true, but the man didn't seem to be there for the money."

In short, nothing was missing from the house, not even my treasured photo album.

Bulma was surprised and asked again, "Then what did we lose?"

Dr. Brief said, "The estate has suffered some damage; some small animals are injured, and some have died."

Fortunately, I've already found a veterinarian for emergency treatment.

Bulma scratched her head: "Ambush small animals? Are they wild beasts?"

Dr. Brief retorted, "Bulma, at least use your brain! How could a beast possibly come to West City?"

Oh right, I remember now.

The gravity chamber was smashed open, but what was inside is unknown!

Bulma's gaze sharpened.

"The gravity chamber was destroyed?"

"Yes!"

At that moment, the referee quickly announced the third match.

"Alright, the next match is Klin versus Chiaotzu!"

"As everyone knows, Krillin is also Master Roshi's disciple."

The dumpling contestant is a disciple of Master Crane.

"Then let's see the exciting battle between Master Turtle and Crane's disciples this time!"

The surrounding noise made it difficult for Bulma to hear the phone call clearly.

She thought about it for a moment, and since it wasn't important anyway, she said, "Okay, I understand. It's nothing important anyway."

Sun Mo and Wukong are both participating in the competition. I'll let them know after their competition is over.

Dr. Brief said, "Okay, ask them later. Goodbye..."

"goodbye!"

Bulma snapped out of her thoughts and looked back at the ring.

Klin and Dumpling stood on the ring, one bald and the other wearing a hat, looking somewhat dazed.

The referee had already called "start," and Klin got into position, but Dumpling was still standing there blankly.

Klin couldn't help but ask, "What, you don't want to fight?"

The next second, Dumpling seemed like a zombie, its feet unable to move, but its body quickly flashed towards Krillin.

Klin was startled.

"Wow, what's going on!"

The next moment, Klin was knocked away.

Fortunately, the force wasn't great, and Krillin rolled to the ground.

"Damn it, you almost embarrassed me!"

Klin stomped a step on the ground and charged towards the dumplings.

However, Dumpling reacted quickly, dodging Klin with a light leap.

The two were evenly matched, and cheers erupted from the audience.

Until the dumplings flew into the sky and stopped coming down, Klin was completely bewildered.

"Damn it, it can fly! This is really troublesome!"

Master Roshi exclaimed in surprise, "That's the Flying Technique of the Crane School!"

Bulma exclaimed in surprise, "Oh no! He can fly! Does that mean he won't lose?"

With the dumpling in the air, Krillin couldn't touch it at all unless he took the initiative to attack, giving the dumpling a huge advantage for a while.

Everyone was marveling at the benefits of being able to fly.

Sun Mo looked at the dumplings in the sky, a look of interest flashing in his eyes.

After all, Sun Mo had cultivated for many years and had a deep understanding of the control of Qi.

He kept observing the dumpling's every move, and seemed to quickly grasp its movements.

Then, Sun Mo tried to activate the Flying Dance Technique.

At first it rose steadily, then it fell gently.

It wasn't fast, but he did indeed take flight.

A hint of joy appeared on Sun Mo's face, and then he tried to take off again, ascending into the air.

Having mastered breath control, he quickly grasped the basics of aerial maneuvers.

In just a minute or two, he flew up to the height of three or four people.

Everyone was busy watching the game, but Bulma kept glancing at Sun Mo. As a result, she discovered that Sun Mo had taken flight.

Bulma couldn't help but scream.

"Hey, look! Sun Mo can fly too!"