Dragon Ball: Choose From Becoming The Saiyan King

A few days later, where the Cell Game was held,

Northwest of Zhongdu 28KS No. 5, this small place that was originally unknown to people, has attracted global attention because of a special game.

I don’t know when a square arena with a side length of 100 meters appeared here, with a sharp stone pillar erected on each of the four corners of the arena.

The owner of the arena, Shalu, has been standing here with his eyes closed for a long time.

A thousand meters away from the ring, a reporter and his photographer were carefully hiding behind a rock.

The camera was focused on Sarul, delivering live footage of the game to the world.

"Dear viewers, it's less than 15 minutes before the start time of Cell Game! There is no one else here except us! Wait... I see a car! It seems that our big hero Mr. Satan is coming

Got it!"

A luxury limousine drove from a distance and finally stopped at the edge of the ring.

Satan walked out of the car in a cape and fancy dress.

"Wow! It's really Mr. Satan! He's here as promised!"

The reporter saw the person clearly and shouted excitedly.

His voice attracted Satan's attention, and the latter immediately raised his right hand towards him and hooked his index finger.

"Dear viewers! It seems that Mr. Satan is letting us pass! In this case... we must not lose to Mr. Satan!"

"Dear viewers, the bravest reporters and photographers in the world are about to bring you the closest pictures of the Shahru game!"

The reporter and his photographer approached Satan excitedly and soon arrived at his side.

The reporter immediately raised the microphone and started the interview: "Mr. Satan, what do you think of this competition?"

Satan put his hands on his hips and said with an arrogant expression: "Humph! I have already told you my opinion about this competition! Shahlu has no idea that there is a strong person like me in this world. In front of me, it is too late for him to regret!

Don’t worry, all of you! Shahlu’s life will be decided by me in the end!”

"idiot!"

Shalu naturally heard what Satan said, but he just glanced at it and completely dismissed it.

"Mr. Satan, although I believe that Cell will definitely die at your hands, I heard from the spokesperson of the United Kingdom that the Galactic Alliance has promised to send soldiers to deal with Cell for us. What do you think about this?"

"Oh, are you talking about those cosmic people? Of course it's a good thing that they are willing to help. I don't mind, but I can tell everyone that it will be me who kills Cellu in the end! The revenge of the people on earth will definitely be taken by the people on earth.

Come and report!"

In front of the camera, Satan put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.

And Satan's confidence also made the world boil!

"Satan, Satan!"

"He is indeed our hero! Mr. Satan, you must speak up for the people on earth!"

"Come on Satan, destroy that hateful devil!"

Crowds burst into cheers everywhere in the streets and alleys.

They all looked excited, laughing and shouting, as if they had forgotten all their fears.

At this moment, the reporter at the scene suddenly raised his head and looked towards the horizon.

Even Shalu, who had been doing nothing, turned his head and looked over.

"Sun Wukong? You are finally here!" A faint smile appeared on Shalu's lips.

More than a dozen figures fell from the sky. Sun Wukong, Vegeta and others arrived as scheduled and stood on the other side of the ring.

"Sun Wukong, Vegeta, Trunks, hum, even No. 16 and No. 18 next to Lin Chen are here? Why is Lin Chen not here?"

After counting the people who had arrived, Sharu looked puzzled.

Among the people present, there were only a few Saiyans and Piccolo worthy of his attention. The rest, like Krillin and the androids, were just "green leaves" to add to the protagonist.

But among the crowd, the most important protagonist was missing, that was Lin Chen, and Broly, who had once competed with another Cell.

Why didn't these two people show up?

At this time, seeing these people falling from the sky, the reporters and photographers at the scene almost dropped their jaws to the ground.

The reporter immediately put the microphone almost into Satan's mouth.

"Mr. Satan! Did you see it just now? How did those people fly from the sky just now?"

"I see." Satan said calmly, "There's nothing surprising. They should be the cosmic beings mentioned by the United Kingdom. Since they are cosmic beings, isn't it normal for them to be able to fly? They must have some high-tech reflexes.

Gravity devices! Look at the light shining on their bodies just now, it should be those devices at work."

"Oh, that's it!" The reporter nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

He then asked: "Mr. Satan, since even people from the Galactic Alliance are here, are you going to show up first or let them take action first?"

"People have come all the way here, so of course they should make the first move. The trump card always comes on stage at the last minute, right?"

"I see!"

Satan took the microphone and shouted to Sun Wukong and others in the distance: "Hey! Friends over there who have come from afar! I will give you the position of vanguard, so behave well!"

"Mr. Satan, this microphone is for radio, there is no speaker..."

"ah?"

"..."

"That idiot Satan, he's really here?" Klin was speechless.

"Since he wants to die, just let him. Then he can use the Dragon Balls to resurrect him." Piccolo sneered.

Trunks, on the other hand, looked at Satan with a strange look on his face: "I think that gentleman looks very confident. Does he really have any confidence?"

Trunks' words immediately aroused everyone's disdain and amusement.

However, they don't know that Satan really has his confidence in his heart.

"Haha, everything is as the gentleman said, and these people are indeed here. So as long as you do what he said, you should be fine, right?"

In Satan's mind, he couldn't help but recall that one night a few days ago, a figure broke into his home and made an agreement with him.

As long as he follows his instructions, not only will he survive the Cell Game this time, but he may even become a hero for all mankind again!

In fact, despite how confident Shahro was at the press conference that day, in fact, he was forced to do everything.

In the United Palace, some people did not want to rely too much on the support provided by the Galactic Alliance and insisted on sending their own human players to participate in the Cell Game. Therefore, they once won the Martial Arts Championship, and when Gula invaded, they became...

Satan, who became a great hero, was forced to go to the press conference and became a contestant in the Cellulite game.

But Satan himself knows that those things from Shalu are all real!

If he really wants to compete with Shalu, he will definitely die!

Fortunately, just when Satan was desperate and even considered whether to have plastic surgery and hide his name, a man suddenly found him and was willing to help Satan.

And this person is Lin Chen!

[Author's digression]: The group 665484057 has been established. Everyone is welcome to join. All choices in the story are decided by votes from readers in the group.