Dragon Ball: Choose From Becoming The Saiyan King

"Is he serious?"

"Dumpling, why would we lose to a guy like this?"

"Tianjing rice, I really don't understand it either!"

Backstage, Klin Tianjing and others were speechless after losing the game.

Even the referee wearing sunglasses beside the ring couldn't help but say: "Player Mark, what did you just do..."

"What? Isn't my performance perfect?" Mark turned around and frowned.

"No..." There was a drop of sweat on the referee's forehead, "It's just that you saw Monkey King's previous matches, and those..."

"Oh!" Mark said disapprovingly: "Those are just special effects, they can't fool my eyes!"

"Special effects?"

"Huh?" Wukong was also stunned.

When Mark saw this, he pointed at Sun Wukong and said: "How is it? Are you convinced by me? You are a mysterious guy, if you have the ability, just compete with me openly!"

"But I'm not trying to be mysterious." Sun Wukong said aggrievedly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Referee, let the game start!" Mark shouted.

"oh oh."

Hearing this, the referee had no choice but to shout: "Then, the finals of the 23rd World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament begin now!"

Just as the referee finished speaking, Sun Wukong suddenly closed his hands.

"Mr. Mark, let me show you if I am being deceitful! Turtle Style Qigong!"

"ah?"

"Why does Wukong use such a move as soon as he comes up? Isn't he afraid of consuming his own energy?"

Seeing Wukong's choice, Klin and the others were shocked.

They were not the only ones who were surprised, Lin Chen also didn't expect it at all.

Because of what Mark said just now, Wukong actually used Turtle Style Qigong as soon as he came up.

Before he had time to use his telekinesis, he could only watch as Mark was struck by the Turtle Style Qigong.

Boom!

A mushroom cloud arose in the field.

OMG!

Lin Chen couldn't help but hide his face and sigh, damn Mark, why did you say those words just now?

With his combat power of less than 50%, if he was swept away by Sun Wukong's Turtle Style Qigong, wouldn't he definitely die?

"Oh my God! No one thought that the decisive battle of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club would start with such a fierce start. I wonder if Player Mark can still stand up under the attack just now by Player Sun Wukong?"

Stand up? They are probably all broken into pieces, right?

Lin Chen shook his head.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard the referee exclaim: "Oh my God! Audiences, have you seen it? Player Mark is still standing tenaciously! He has not fallen down! It's amazing!"

ah?

Lin Chen quickly raised his head and realized that Mark actually didn't fall down!

Although he seemed to have turned into an African at this moment, and his long flowing hair had turned into an afro, this Mark actually stood tenaciously.

How is this possible?

Suddenly, Lin Chen thought of a possibility.

Could it be... it's the fruit of the spiritual tree!

This Mark really allowed him to escape.

Although Mark had spit out most of the spirit tree fruits before, it was obvious that he should have at least swallowed some juice.

It was the juice from the fruits of these spiritual trees that made Mark's body stronger than ordinary people, so much so that he actually came back to life under Sun Wukong's Turtle Style Qigong.

This guy...is a little too lucky, right?

Lin Chen couldn't help but sigh.

And at this moment, he suddenly realized that Mark, who had turned into an afro, looked somewhat familiar.

Huh? He looks like this, why...

Mark, who had turned into an afro, touched his body in pain and gasped continuously.

"Referee! This guy used a bomb, shouldn't he be sentenced to lose?"

"Bomb?" The referee didn't understand what Mark was talking about.

"Nonsense! He must have planted a bomb in the ring beforehand!" Mark shouted.

"Sorry Mr. Mark, this kind of thing is impossible."

"Asshole!" Mark glared at Sun Wukong: "Even if everyone is deceived by you, you can't fool me! Sun Wukong, watch my counterattack next!"

"Here I come! Rolling attack!"

As soon as Mark bent down, he actually rolled up on the ring.

Sun Wukong stared blankly at Mark as he rolled over, wondering what kind of trick this was.

His expression was caught by the rolling Mark.

"There is a chance! Watch the move! This is my Mark's strongest dream special invincible power punch!"

"Isn't this punch very powerful?"

Mark thought he had seized the opportunity, but Sun Wukong had already taken a stance and prepared to counterattack the punch.

At this moment, Lin Chen's eyes widened.

"Good opportunity!"

Then, everyone at the scene saw Sun Wukong's body being ejected into the air like a piece of paper and falling outside the ring.

"Huh? Didn't my punch miss it?"

Seeing Sun Wukong flying away, Mark blinked stupidly.

But at this moment, the host who had come back to his senses had already raised the microphone and announced excitedly: "Incredible! Dear viewers, Sun Wukong has fallen out of the field, so the champion of this martial arts conference has been born. Let us warmly

Applause and congratulate player Mark!"

"oh!"

Although they couldn't understand it, the audience immediately burst into fierce applause and cheers.

"bite!"

In Lin Chen's ears, the system prompt finally sounded: "Congratulations to the host for completing the choice and receiving the reward: God's Magic!"

Strange knowledge poured into Lin Chen's mind, making him dazed for a while, but soon Lin Chen discovered that there was a lot of wonderful magical knowledge in his mind.

Such as mind reading, possession, simple creation, and other wonderful magics.

Although it may not necessarily improve Lin Chen's combat ability, it has a very magical effect.

Finally, he was not busy in vain, Lin Chen sighed secretly.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, Mark's voice suddenly sounded from the ring.

He took the referee's microphone and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone! Please don't call me Mark anymore! I have just made a decision. From today on, I will change my name to Satan! I am the man who returned from hell! Satan!"

"Satan!"

"Satan!"

"Satan!"

"Satan!"

After a brief daze, the audience immediately burst into cheers. Everyone called the name of the new champion and applauded.

The former Mark player, who had been renamed Satan, put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly on the ring.

"Wahahahaha!"

Lin Chen's face was covered with black lines. No wonder he felt that Mark looked familiar. It turned out that he was really that Satan?

In the original work, in the Cell game, Mr. Satan was included in the gag and accidentally claimed the credit for Sun Wukong and the others?

No wonder this guy is so lucky!

[Author's digression]: This is not a random fabrication. Satan's original name is Mark, an official name. A group has been established at 665484057. Everyone is welcome to join. All choices in the story are decided by votes from readers in the group.