Dragon Ball: Comprehend the erasure of all kings at the beginning

The group continued to march forward.

While marching, Vic also looked around warily to see if there were any suspicious magicians.

How could it be?

There were no other people in the vicinity except for a few of them.

Even if there is, it is just ordinary staff.

Even Vic stared at a staff member to see if he was suspicious.

The staff member was about to cry by Bike.

What is your expression?

Why do you see my face turn green?

Am I that ugly?

"Participants who need to change clothes are invited to the dressing room, time is running out, please speed up." The staff greeted Sun Wukong and the rest of the group in front.

The people who needed to change clothes were Vegeta, Trunks, and Klin.

The three entered the room together.

"With us competing, I really feel sorry for the other players." Klin lamented, "Because our opponents are only our group."

"Uncle Klin, don't forget about the magician, that camera disappeared under our noses, this magician feels unusual." Trunks reminded.

Klin didn't want to talk anymore.

I finally forgot about this selectively, what are you little fart bringing up now?

"I want to play in a group with adults." Trunks said.

"Haha, you will grow up slowly in the future." Klin laughed.

"When I grow up, I'll find a few more girlfriends and give Uncle Klin one, okay?" Trunks said.

Klin felt the prick at that time.

After changing clothes.

Sun Wukong and the others entered the qualifier venue.

The qualifying venue covers a large area and looks like it can accommodate at least several thousand people.

As soon as Sun Wukong and them entered the venue, a middle-aged uncle showed an excited expression.

"Ahhh... Aaaaa So it's you! The middle-aged uncle shouted excitedly.

"Ah..." Klin was stunned, and immediately recognized the middle-aged uncle.

"Hello!" Sun Wukong waved hello.

This middle-aged uncle was the judge of the world's first martial arts conference.

When Sun Wukong first participated in the world's first martial arts conference, it was this middle-aged uncle who served as a referee.

For several consecutive sessions, it has always been this middle-aged uncle who is engaged in refereeing and commenting.

The middle-aged uncle also witnessed the step-by-step growth of Sun Wukong.

From runner-up for two consecutive editions, to the ultimate champion.

This little guy is now an adult.

Even the ornaments on the head have changed, and they still have a halo.

It's really getting more and more productive.

"Hahaha, today is really a memorable day!" The middle-aged uncle smiled and said, "It's hard to believe, I didn't expect to be able to meet you again... I really miss you, I've been waiting for you to show up! Saying

that, the middle-aged uncle stepped forward excitedly and shook Sun Wukong's hand.

"The one who defeated Sharu is not Mr. Satan, but you, I have known this for a long time." The middle-aged uncle lowered his voice and smiled.

"Hee-hee..." Sun Wukong grinned, kind of admitted.

Klin was also laughing on the sidelines.

"To be honest, the No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World without your participation has become very boring, and the level of the competition is getting worse and worse." The middle-aged uncle sighed and asked, "You all came together, right?"

"Yes." Monkey King nodded.

"What a promise!" The middle-aged uncle said, and then instructed Vic again, "Please don't destroy the competition venue like last time." "

Less verbosity!" Vic snorted.

"It seems that the matter of the Great Demon King of Vic has faded in people's hearts." Klin lowered his voice and said to Bike.

"Less nonsense." Vic turned dark.

"I have long noticed, what kind of ornament is the halo on your head? Feel like an angel. The middle-aged uncle looked up at the golden aura on Sun Wukong's head.

"Ahhh... Actually, I died while fighting Sharu, and today I made an exception to come back from another world to compete. Sun Wukong told the truth.

The middle-aged uncle was startled, hurriedly took two steps backwards, and put a distance between him and Sun Wukong.

Are you a ghost?

I'd better stay away from you.

"No problem... It's a little incredible, but anything can happen to you..." The middle-aged uncle laughed, "It's okay to die." At

this moment, the radio suddenly rang.

"Dear participants, the preliminary round of the world's first martial arts conference is about to begin! Excluding the junior category, there were a total of 194 participants in this year's conference, of which only 16 were able to enter the preliminary round! However, the tournament has long authorized the world champion Mr. Satan to appear as a seeded player without having to participate in the preliminary round, so now the remaining 15 contestants need to be selected!

"Hahaha! You'll be able to qualify for the final, we'll see you in the ring later! The referee waved goodbye to Sun Wukong and the others.

"For the sake of fairness, the congress decided to use a strength test machine for the preliminary round." The staff explained, "The 15 fighters with the highest strength values can enter the preliminary round. "

Force testing machine? What is that? Klin asked curiously.

"Here, we are very honored to invite the world champion Mr. Satan to give us a demonstration!" The narrator continued, "He will hit the strength tester with his fist, let's see what his fist value is!" Let's welcome Mr. Satan with a round of applause!

When the words fell, Satan swooped out of the room and raised his fist.

"Who in this world can win me?" Satan showed endless confidence.

Many of the contestants applauded.

"There are so many people here who can win you!" Klin sighed.

Many reporters also immediately took pictures of Satan.

"Squeak..."

Vic quietly covered these devices directly and silently through his own energy.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, all the electronic equipment at the scene exploded.

Satan was stunned.

What's going on?

"Uncle Vicke?" Sun Gohan was also stunned and immediately noticed Bike.

"The mobile phones and cameras brought by the spectators were damaged by me, and even if your clothes accidentally fall off, you won't be seen, so you can play with confidence." Vic Road.

"It scared me Uncle Bike, I thought the mysterious magician was here again." Sun Gohan laughed.

"But

thank you really, Uncle Bike." Son Gohan thanked him.

Speaking of this, Sun Gohan suddenly thought of something.

I went to see if Bidili had come to the venue.