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

Outside the lawn, there is a stepped auditorium.

The auditorium at this time can be described as a sea of ​​people.

"Everyone, the long-awaited World No. 15 Martial Arts Tournament has finally begun. First, the youth group under the age of 1000 will compete for the championship." The referee announced, "The prize money for the championship of the youth group is also 500 million, and the runner-up is [-] million. Wonderful show, the champion of the junior group will share martial arts with a special guest as a special gift! Everyone, the special guest is..."

Having said that, the referee paused for a moment.

"Of course it's Mr. Satan, the champion of the world's number one martial arts tournament!" The referee shouted loudly.

"cough cough

The audience in the auditorium began to boil.

After the words fell, Mr. Satan strode out from the preliminary selection room of the contest.

Mr. Satan raised his hands high, and gestured with two fingers on both hands, announcing the declaration of victory.

"Da da da"

Mr. Satan ran quickly towards the podium.

"Snapped!"

Mr. Satan took off, leaped high, and jumped onto the radio station.

"Whoo..."

However, the ring seemed a little slippery, and Mr. Satan's feet unfortunately slipped forward.

"boom!"

The next moment, the back of Mr. Satan's head hit the ground of the broadcasting station heavily.

"Coughing..."

Mr. Satan yelled in pain, rolling on the ring with the back of his head stretched.

"Are you alright?" the referee asked with concern.

The auditorium also fell silent immediately, and they all looked at Mr. Satan incessantly.

Mr. Satan suddenly realized something, quickly gritted his teeth and stood up 173, straightened his body, the white cloak behind him was swaying in the wind.

"Hahahahaha, just kidding, just kidding!" Mr. Satan laughed, completely ignoring the swollen bump on the back of his head.

"Wow wow wow!"

The audience shouted and cheered for Mr. Satan.

Satan!

Satan!

Satan!

Satan's name also resounded throughout the audience.

In the junior team player room.

Trunks leaned against the wall.

Sun Wutian closed his eyes and meditated.

"That's great, you can get Mr. Satan's autograph if you win the championship." A junior contestant said excitedly.

Trunks glanced at them.

What's so good about signatures?

What a child.

Then, Trunks glanced at Sun Wutian again.

Goten, you are so boring!

What time is this, and you are still resting there with your eyes closed.

"Goten, what are you going to buy with the bonus?" Trunks could only ask.

Sun Wutian opened his eyes.

There was silence for a moment.

"I want to buy toys and snacks Trunks, how about you?" Sun Wutian replied.

"Goten, you're such a child." Trunks mused, "How would I use it?"

"Tranks, you are already the richest person in the world, is there anything you want?" Sun Wutian smiled.

"It makes sense for you to say so, what should I order?" Trunks continued to meditate.

so tangled.

Rich people are really different.

I don't know what to order.

Look at Wutian, as long as he has toys and snacks, he is content.

"Actually, I'm also struggling." Sun Wutian sighed like a little adult.

"What?" Trunks asked.

"My way of cultivation is to have no desires and no desires. If I ask for toys and snacks, it seems to be a bit against my way of cultivation." Sun Wutian lowered his head in thought, "Otherwise, I'd better not take it."

"No desire, no desire!" Trunks gave Sun Wutian a deep look.

When did you change your cultivation method?

How can I have no idea?

"Gohan brother taught you?" Trunks asked.

"No, Big Brother Salo taught me." Sun Wutian smiled.

"Saro?" Trunks didn't want to speak.

I don't know him, what do you mean by him?

The two were chatting, and two children walked over from not far away.

"Hey, my opponent is you. I'm going to knock you into the air. Have you wrapped your diaper yet?" The tall boy challenged Trunks.

"Go away, idiot, your hairstyle is too slick." Trunks replied with a flat expression and a smile.

"You... what did you say?" The tall boy suddenly flew into a rage.

You little brat, how dare you pick on me.

"Hey, whatever you say, I'll beat you half to death later." The tall boy said angrily.

"Really? Then go for it!" Trunks laughed.

The two boys walked away, looking back three times at each step, the meaning in their eyes couldn't be more clear.

Boy, I remember you, let's see how I deal with you in the future.

"Children nowadays are becoming more and more unruly." Trunks sighed.

"Hee hee, they don't know how powerful Trunks is." Sun Wutian said with a smile.

"With this kind of person, there is nothing to be angry with." Trunks snorted.

"Yes." Sun Wutian nodded.

On the ring outside.

The referee is interviewing Mr. Satan.

"Mr. Satan, how is your condition today?" the referee asked.

"This is bad news for other players. I am very motivated today, and my body is full of endless energy and stamina." Satan said with a smile.

"The conference arranged for the champion of the junior group to play against you, what do you think?" the referee continued.

"I'm scared, I'm really scared, I hope he will show mercy." Satan pretended to be very scared.

"Hahaha"

The audience laughed.

Mr. Satan is so hilarious.

People are not only humorous, but also have a sense of justice.

Besides, Mr. Satan is still the world champion.

Also, he saved us from the demon Cell 7 years ago.

What a good man!

Many viewers were filled with emotions and applauded Satan loudly.

"Here, we are very grateful to the world champion, Mr. Satan." The referee continued, "Now, the competition of the junior group of the world's number one martial arts tournament officially begins."

At this time, Sun Wukong and others also appeared in the auditorium, located in the top staff passage.

"The martial arts tournament has become more ostentatious and extravagant, and the arena is wider than before." Kelin seemed to think of the past.

A long time ago, I fought Wukong in this arena.

Thinking about it, it feels like it happened yesterday.

It's so forgettable.

"Hmph, there are so many boring programs arranged." Piccolo snorted.

Vegeta remained silent.

so boring.

I just want to compete with Kakarot.

I didn't expect to come to such a boring place.

According to Bulma, Kakarot fought in this kind of ring when he was very young.

Kakarot, you are still too young.