People Are in Dragon Ball! Start by Choosing All Kings Magical Powers

　　"There are so many people, there were not so many people before." Bulma exclaimed.

　　"The scale has expanded a lot. We used to stand and watch the game, but now we have seats." Wulong said.

　　"Oh, let's add some boring gimmicks." Turtle Immortal said with a smile.

　　"Which row are we in?" Wulong asked Bulma.

　　"Row [-]." Bulma looked at the ticket.

　　"Is this position too far back? The viewing effect is not very good?" Wulong said.

　　"It's just you!" Bulma said angrily, "Believe it or not, I'll let my brother-in-law take care of you!"

　　Oolong hurriedly shut his mouth and shivered in fright.

　　"Oolong is right, the viewing effect of the tenth row is indeed a little worse." Fang Yun pondered, and waved his big hand gently.

　　"Shh!"

　　I saw a circular suspended object suddenly appear above the arena.

　　The suspended objects are completely white, with sofas and coffee tables placed inside.

　　"Let's go there and see." Fang Yun greeted.

　　"Shh!"

　　After Fang Yun finished speaking, 023 flew up with Bulma in his arms.

　　Immortal Turtle didn't hesitate at all, grabbed Oolong's arm, jumped up, and jumped onto the hanging object made by Fang Yun.

　　Kiki also jumped up.

　　When a few people landed on this suspended platform, they were surprised to find that the platform looked down from here and was actually transparent.

　　It seems that the position at this time is a bit like the perspective of God.

　　"Brother-in-law, I'm wearing a skirt today" Bulma exclaimed.

　　"Don't worry, looking up from below, you can't see anything." Fang Yun smiled.

　　"That's it, but they all looked up at us." Bulma wiped her sweat.

　　"Normal, there is such a thing in the arena suddenly, they are naturally curious." Fang Yun smiled slightly, "In that case, let's satisfy their curiosity."

　　"Shh!"

　　Fang Yun waved again with his big hand.

　　Suddenly, the circular platform suspended in the sky disappeared mysteriously.

　　The audience in the stands were all stunned.

　　A white circular platform suddenly appeared above the arena, and then a few people jumped on it.

　　And then

　　This thing mysteriously disappeared.

　　Even the Organizing Committee of the Martial Arts Conference was extremely shocked and had no idea what was going on.

Chapter 139: Feeling that the blood is suppressed

　　Since science can't explain things, let's divide them into quantum mechanics.

　　Some experts have analyzed that it may be that there are too many masters on the scene, and there is a magical energy colliding with each other, resulting in quantum changes, and such a strange thing is born.

　　As for the person who jumped on it, that's an illusion!

　　That is also the quantum development caused by the collision of energies.

　　The audience was dubious.

　　Whatever, we just came to see the fun.

　　The qualifier hall.

　　The strength tester is ready.

　　"Next, we have asked the previous champion, Mr. Satan, to demonstrate the use of this instrument for us." The staff said.

　　After the voice fell, Satan appeared at the scene wearing the robe of a champion.

　　The current Satan is not as famous as the original Dragon Ball.

　　After all, Satan here has never fought Sharu.

　　Sharu has never held any "Sharu game" competitions.

　　"boom!"

　　Satan waved his fist and hit the tester.

　　The tester vibrated, showing a high score of "138".

　　The scene was shocked.

　　This score, in the eyes of normal humans, is already very remarkable.

　　"Okay, next, please test the players in the qualifiers." The staff greeted.

　　When Bidili gave a high score of 398 with a light punch, the scene was uproared again.

　　"Who is that little girl?"

　　"It looks so cute, but why is it so powerful?"

　　"She seems to be Satan's daughter."

　　"I've also heard that she did a lot of good things for the police in Orange Star City."

　　"Satan's daughter? A tiger father has no dog daughter."

　　"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

　　Next, Sun Wukong and others stepped forward to test the scores, and they all controlled their strength so as not to break the machine.

　　Everyone successfully passed the pre-test.

　　"Let's go get something to eat first?" Sun Wukong suggested.

　　"Alright, it sounds like I'm a little hungry." Krillin nodded.

　　Just after eating and drinking, and walking out of the restaurant, Sun Wukong and his party saw two strangers.

　　The two are tall and short.

　　Tall have red skin.

　　The short one has a lavender complexion, his body is suspended in the air, and there is a faint smile on his face.

　　Sun Wukong was a little surprised.

　　"Who are they?" Krillin was stunned.

　　"Hello, are you Sun Wukong?" The realm king Shen Xien fell down and looked at Sun Wukong with a smile.

　　Sun Wukong: ""

　　Who is this person?

　　How did he know me?

　　"I'm Sheehan." Sheehan smiled slightly, "He's Jabeet, and we passed the preliminaries successfully."

　　Sun Wukong and others are all confused.

　　Sheehan?

　　Jabbit?

　　Never heard of it at all

　　"Sun Wukong, I have heard some things about you. You are indeed not simple, and you deserve my admiration." Xien smiled and stretched out his hand, "Shake hands."

　　Sun Wukong stretched out his hand.

　　The two hands touched.

　　When he touched Shin's hand, Sun Wukong could clearly feel the energy fluctuations in Shien, the god of the realm.

　　This man is not easy.

　　Although not as strong as me, it still gives a very sacred feeling.

　　Who is he?

　　"It's more powerful than I expected." Sheehan smiled, "Monkey King, you didn't disappoint me."

　　"Uh" Sun Wukong didn't know how to answer.

　　"I'm looking forward to fighting you." Sheehan let go.

　　Sun Wukong smiled and said nothing.

　　"See you in the game." Sheehan said goodbye.

　　"Hmph, the idiot." Vegeta snorted as he watched coldly.

　　Cold sweat dripped down Piccolo's face.

　　"Bick, what's wrong with you?" Sun Wukong asked.

　　"I always feel that something is not right with that person" Piccolo wiped his sweat.

　　"What's wrong? Why do you say that?" Sun Wukong asked puzzled.

　　"I can't tell what's wrong now, but there is a feeling that the blood is suppressed in Taisi's novels." Piccolo said solemnly.

　　"Bloodline suppressed?" Krillin asked quickly, frightened, "Is it the mortal enemy of your Namekians?"

　　"That's not it, it's not the suppressed Namek bloodline, it feels like the suppressed bloodline of a god." Piccolo frowned.

　　"God's blood?" Ke Lin's voice trembled, "What are you kidding, are they gods?"