"What! You want to participate in the world's best martial arts club! No, no, you are still a student, you should focus on your studies, you don't need to worry about this kind of thing." At the dinner table, Qiqi interrupted Gohan without hesitation .
"But, Aunt Bulma said that dad would also come to participate, and the championship reward would be 30 million" Gohan ate his rice while secretly watching his mother's reaction with his eyes.
"What! Thirty million bonuses! Wukong will come back too! Is everything you said true? Great. Originally, I was still worried about the family's financial constraints. Your father only left a small inheritance. I¡¯m still thinking about how many jobs should be better, and I also need to go to a beauty salon to take care of myself"
Gohan didn't listen to a word of Chi Chi's tirade. He was currently only concerned about whether he could sign up for the best martial arts club in the world. He had been afraid of his mother since he was a child, and he only talked about it from morning to night. My academic performance has already been affected by this problem since my father was still alive. Now that my father is gone, it has become even worse. Really, is my academic performance that important? I am a Saiyan after all, but I was scolded by Uncle Vegeta. Damn it, it was so embarrassing! Thinking back to the past, I was also a figure who participated in the battle of Shalu and played a major role. If I hadn't been nagged by my mother all these years, how could my strength have remained unchanged or even retreated?
"Then can I participate?" In fact, Goku has a more important reason. The previous ones are empty words. After all, she is his mother. Gohan will not be stupid enough to use violence. Even his father has not won, and he is even less so. My opponentBidili, you must wait for me!
"Of course, of course. If you and Wukong win the championship and the runner-up, our family will be able to earn money more than 30 million, which will solve the family's financial problems in one go. Wutian, are you happy? It won't be long before you can meet It¡¯s your father¡¯s turn!¡±
Goten is the posthumous son of Goku, the child born one year after Trunks. In this way, Gohan successfully won the right to participate, and even Goten joined the ranks of contestants because of Chi-Chi's temporary decision.
A month is not a long time, nor is it a short time. All the Dragon Ball Warriors are in the process of training. Unlike the Saiyans, Krillin and Yincha, who are earthlings, have not persisted in training for many years. Although their martial arts are not neglected, they are not. They are a lot unfamiliar, and for them, the top five positions are a bit far away. Zheng Pan, Goku, Vegeta, and Gohan, these four must occupy the top four positions, leaving the fifth place, plus A million dollar bonus is better than nothing.
Even if most of the plot is corrected, Klin is still a bachelor. Yes, even if Zheng Pan is not here, No. 18 is still a man of integrity and has not been tainted by Klin. Of course, this is only part of the reason. The most important thing is that the other party has no The idea of ??getting married is still in the process of traveling around the world.
The only thing that remains unchanged is Bidili and Gohan. The relationship between the two parties is continuing to heat up. With Qiqi's vigorous encouragement, Bidili will surely fall into the hands of Qiqi's parents-in-law sooner or later. As for Gohan? For the first time in love, Saiyans seem to be having a hard time making love progress.
"What? You can only sign up for the youth group? Why, I want to compete with adults!" Trunks pouted and said dissatisfiedly.
At this moment, we are standing at the entrance of the World's No. 1 Budokai for the registration ceremony. Trunks' approach obviously did not satisfy the organizers, and in the end he had to reluctantly enter the youth group.
"Goten, don't look at it. You are in the youth group like me." Trunks dragged Goten over and walked into the venue.
"Wait, Wutian" Qiqi was about to call him out, but suddenly a hand was placed on her shoulder. When she looked back, she immediately fell silent. This person, I thought, was a murderer back then, even if he was nervous Even with a smile on her face, she couldn't feel any kindness, and of course she wouldn't say it out loud.
"Let the children play, but Wukong Just say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will be there!"
"Hi, are you all okay?" Wukong used teleportation to appear in front of everyone. Wukong was really unkind and didn't look at the situation. He said hello in such a relaxed way. You are not coming back from a trip
"Wukong" Such choked words disappeared without a trace as Zheng Pan waved his hand.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Wukong, let's go." Zheng Pan hooked up and took Wukong away directly, leaving the group of people with no chance to approach. Seeing Zheng Pan taking Wukong into the venue, no matter who it was, I could only sigh helplessly. After all, Zheng Pan is not an enemy and cannot be solved by violent means. Besides, in terms of violent means, none of them can be more ruthless than Zheng Pan.
"Wukong" Before she could reminisce about old times, her husband ran away with him. Qiqi was so troubled that she didn't dare to shout loudly. Zheng Pan didn't give her any face at all.
"Okay, we can't afford to offend that guy. They are players, so we can just quietly be spectators down there." Kamesenren was dressed in casual clothes, stroking his beard with his hand, looking like an expert from outside the world. However, his eyes, even if they are blocked by sunglasses, cannot hide his lustful personality. The turning speed of his head is almost as exaggerated as once per second. The world's best martial arts meeting is a rare event. People from all over the country flocked here, and there were no shortage of beauties, which also satisfied Turtle Immortal's ambition.
"Contestants, please gather here. They have invited the savior of mankind, the strongest Mr. Satan in history." The organizer's referee shouted loudly, with an expression as if he was Mr. Satan. The title of savior is not so easy to get. If Dragon Ball Fighter didn't care about this gimmick at all, there would be no chance for a small character like Mr. Satan to appear and show his shame.
"Hello everyone!" The world-famous savior finally appeared in front of everyone. He had a long face, an afro, and a beard. He had no appetite just by looking at his appearance. He still had a few pounds of muscle on his body. Without the head and internal organs, the protein content was that of beef. Six timeswell, that's off track.
Strength tester, the current Tenkaichi Budokai has gradually begun to popularize technological products. The original knockout competition has been transformed into an instrument to determine the participating contestants. There is no upper limit on strength, as long as the twelve contestants with the highest strength are determined, and Mr. Satan He directly advances to the finals. After all, he is the world fighting champion and the savior of mankind. If he does not have this privilege, his so-called fame and fortune will be in vain.
"No. 18, you're here too! Why didn't you see No. 17?" Zheng Pan suddenly saw a familiar figure and hurried forward to chat with him.
"It'syou! It's been such a long time since I saw you. I thought you had" It can be seen that No. 18 had an expression of obvious surprise on his face after seeing Zheng Pan. It must have been a certain shock. After all, Zheng Pan Pan's strength, the throne of champion fell into his hands.
"Oh! One hundred and thirty-seven pounds, as expected of Mr. Satan! It's so powerful!" The discussion here has already begun, and one hundred and thirty-seven pounds is indeed a good weight for ordinary people. Numbers, but in the eyes of the Dragon Ball Warriors, they are not much different from the look in the eyes of the five scumbags. The funny thing is that the guy still thinks that he is very proud and puts on various victory poses in front of many media.
"A clown." In the eyes of all sensible people, this is the evaluation that almost all Dragon Ball Warriors are indifferent to fame and fortune, but they look down upon Mr. Satan's complacent behavior.