Dragon Ball: Creation x Destruction

"Ah, hello." Son Goku waved his hand to say hello.

"Hello." Klin also recognized the other party.

This person was the referee when the two of them participated in the world's number one martial arts conference.

I think when Son Goku and Klin participated in the world's No. 1 martial arts conference for the first time, the referee was still very young.

After so many years, the referee's face has already had a lot of wrinkles.

"Today is really a memorable day. It is really hard to believe that I will be able to meet you again in the rest of my life." The referee was excited and enthusiastic, "I really miss you so much, I have been waiting for you to show up! Actually, the one who defeated Cell was not Mr. Satan, but you. I knew this for a long time.

"Hehe." Klin nodded vigorously.

Finally met someone who understands.

"To be honest, the world's No. 1 martial arts tournament without your participation has become very boring." The referee continued, "and the level of the game is getting worse and worse, there is nothing to watch."

Son Goku and others did not answer.

"Is everyone here together?" the referee asked again.

"Yes." Son Goku nodded.

"Ah, the future is really boundless." The referee laughed, glanced at Piccolo silently, and asked Son Goku in a low voice, "I remember he seems to be the reincarnation of Piccolo Daimao. Has he been surrendered by you?"

"That's right, he has become a good person now, and he won't do bad things anymore." Son Goku replied.

Piccolo: "

Referee, you are too much.

It seems like how bad I am.

And grandson, you are also shameless.

"Please don't destroy the court like last time." The referee laughed dryly and waved at Piccolo.

"Stop trembling." Piccolo stared.

"Hello everyone, everyone, the preliminaries for the World's No. 1 Budo Tournament are about to begin.

At this moment, the broadcast suddenly rang.

"Excluding the junior group, there are a total of 194 contestants in this conference, of which only 16 can stand out in the preliminary contest! 07" The broadcast continued, "In addition, the conference has long been licensed, and the world champion Mr. Satan does not have to Participate in the qualifiers and participate in the competition as a seeded player, so now we need to select 15 other contestants

Players.

"Haha, you will definitely qualify for the game, and we will see you on the broadcast station later." The referee waved goodbye to Son Goku and others.

Son Goku also waved at the referee.

"For the sake of fairness and justice, the conference used a strength test machine to hold the qualifiers, and the 15 players with the highest strength value can enter the finals." The broadcast continued.

"Strength test machine?" Klin muttered with a blank face, "What is that?"

"Never heard of it." Son Goku shook his head.

"Here we are very honored to invite the world champion Mr. Satan to demonstrate the strength test machine for us." The host continued to broadcast through the radio, "He will hit the strength test machine with his fist, and let everyone see his Fist numerical value! Then, please invite the world champion Mr. Satan!"

After the voice fell, Mr. Satan stepped up and appeared on the scene, raising his right fist high.

"Who can beat me in this world!" Satan said loudly.

Many contestants applauded together.

"Heh, there are too many people who can beat you here." Klin sighed.

"Uncle Klin, don't talk nonsense, he is Videl's father." Son Gohan whispered quickly.

"It's okay, isn't Qi Tian not here?" Kelin smiled and said, "Furthermore, I was talking about Mr. Satan, and I didn't talk about his daughter.

Son Gohan: "

What you said is so reasonable, I have no way to refute it.

The appearance of Mr. Satan attracted a lot of reporters.

The reporters picked up the phone and camera at Mr. Satan and snapped.

Such a beautiful picture, it is time to stay.

"squeak!"Piccolo's supernatural power was released slightly, and these electronic products such as mobile phones and cameras were completely destroyed at that time.

Satan was stunned.

What's up?

"Uncle Piccolo?" Son Gohan also reacted suddenly, turning his head to look at Piccolo.

"The cameras and mobile phones brought by the audience were all broken by me, so even if your clothes fall off, the schoolmates won't see it. You can play the game with peace of mind." Piccolo said to Son Gohan.

"Thank you, Uncle Piccolo." Son Gohan said happily.

Satan: ""

What's up?

Why are the cameras broken?

The audience in front of the TV can no longer see my heroic appearance.

Well, I can't manage that much.

Satan clenched his fist tightly with his right hand, and concentrated all his power on the fist.

"Hey!

Satan punched fiercely and hit the strength testing machine with one punch.

Suddenly, a number was displayed on the strength testing machine.

137!

"The score is shown! It's 137 points! It's a high score of 137!" the host announced loudly.

"Wow!"

Everyone was boiling again.

"Goodbye everyone, everyone must cheer, I'm waiting for an opponent who can make me take the game seriously." Satan waved to everyone present.

"Participants, after you get the number plates, wait in line for the test in front of the strength test machine." The host announced loudly, "Participants in the junior group, please come here to gather."

"Humph!"

Trunks and Son Goku walked over unhappily.

"Little guys, you have to work hard." Klin said to the two.

"By the way, didn't Tien Shinhan and dumplings come?" Son Goku asked.

"Oh, Tien Shinhan seems to have said that he won't show up until he fights Jiren." Klin groaned.

"I also remember that he seemed to say something like this." Son Goku nodded.

Next is the players hitting the strength test machine.

Mr. Satan scored a high of 137, currently no one can surpass.

"Huh, it's so boring." Vegeta angrily.

Had it not been for Qi Tian to let me participate in this world's number one martial arts conference, I would not have come.

"Next, number 76." The host said.

After the voice fell, I saw No.17 stepping up.

"Is that the 17th?" Klin was stunned. "He is also here to participate in the competition.

"Number 17? Who is it? Cyborg?" Son Goku was stunned.

"Did you forget Goku?" Klin wiped his sweat.

"Ah... I met once in Cell game, but I didn't have a deep impression." Son Goku scratched his head.

Klin: ""

"boom!"

No. 17 fisted softly.

Suddenly, the strength test machine showed a high score of 582.

"What? 582 points!" The host was frightened at the time.

Many viewers were stunned after seeing this score.

"This family actually used so much strength." Klin wiped his sweat.

"Hahaha, yes." Son Goku nodded.

"The 17th has come to participate in the competition, and I don't know if the 18th has come?" Klin looked for the 18th from side to side.

These years, Qi Tian doesn't seem to be with the 18th.

Qi Tian, ​​you are too much.

You don't want the 18th, I want it.

Of course, Klin just thought about this in his heart.

I would never dare to say it

Even Klin did not dare to think about this kind of thing in front of Qi Tian.

"Sorry, the machine has broken down, please wait a moment." The host hurriedly said, and called the staff to carry out a simple overhaul of the machine.

The staff disassembled the machine and took a look.

Is there anything wrong with it?

The staff had to put the machine back in again, saying that it had been repaired.

"Recovered, please try again." The host laughed dryly.

"boom!"

No. 17 fisted softly.

Although he has controlled his strength, he still achieved a high score of 201.

"boom!"

A player behind No. 17 took advantage of the machine malfunction and hurriedly punched him.

"37 points!

The player ran in tears at the time.

Another player hurriedly punched.

"86 points.

The host was stunned. The machine malfunction seemed to be automatically fixed.

Could that guy really score more than 200 high scores?

After a period of time, it was finally Son Goku and others' turn. They all scored high scores far surpassing Mr. Satan.

The host didn't feel very calm.

Is the strength testing machine broken again?

Each of these has reached a high score of 200.

Why do you make Mr.Satan feel so embarrassed.

"The test machine has been completely damaged and can no longer be repaired, so prepare a new test machine immediately." The host ordered the staff.

"Yes!" The staff nodded.

"Get out of here!"

Vegeta let out a cold snort and slammed a punch on the strength testing machine.

"boom!"

The strength testing machine was smashed by Vegeta.

Many people present had their eyes popped out of their sockets.

This guy smashed the strength test machine.

Are you still human?

"Are you kidding?" The host was completely dumbfounded.

After a while of silence.

"The players who haven't had the preliminaries please wait a moment, we will immediately prepare a new strength testing machine." The host quickly stabilized his emotions and explained to the players.

"Hey, Vegeta, our children's competition in the Junior Division is about to begin. Would you like to go and see it?" Son Goku suggested.

"Huh, it's better to take a look, it's better than staying in this boring place." Vegeta snorted.

Son Goku and others walked outside.

And when Son Goku and others passed by Videl.

Son Goku couldn't help but glanced in Videl's direction.

"Hello, Gohan." "Videl waved to Son Gohan.

"Huh? Videl? It's you!" Son Gohan reacted immediately.

"Gohan, do you know each other?" Son Goku asked.

"Ah, Dad, this is my classmate Videl." Son Gohan hurriedly introduced, and lowered his voice, "Also Uncle Qi Tian's deskmate"

"What is the same table?" Son Goku scratched his head.

"It means a good relationship." Son Gohan wiped his sweat.

"Okay, I seem to understand something." Son Goku nodded.

"I didn't expect that Gohan, you have such a beautiful female classmate." Kelin said with emotion, "No wonder Qi Tian ran over to school."

Son Gohan:"

Did Uncle Qi Tian go to school because of beautiful female classmates?

"Videl, let's go first." Son Gohan said to Videl.

"Okay." Videl nodded.

Son Goku glanced at Videl silently before leaving.

"You don't know Goku, are you interested in that girl too? She is pretty good-looking, but she still doesn't reach the level of national beauty and beauty." Klin was a little puzzled, "you guys usually treat women The child is not interested in 673, why would you look at her more?"

"What are you talking about? Klin." Son Goku looked at Klin and replied, "It feels like her aura is a little weird, and I can't say it for a while.

"The breath is weird?" Klin was not surprised, and replied with a smile, "It must have been Qi Tian secretly giving her special training."

"You are right, then I will understand." Son Goku suddenly realized.

"Moreover, Qi Tian might have injected some special energy into her body." Klin lowered his voice.

"Special energy? What do you mean?" Son Goku asked puzzledly.

"Uncle Klin, can you stop talking? I think I understand it in seconds." Son Gohan wiped his sweat.

"What do you think, Gohan?" Klin wiped his sweat. "The energy I'm talking about is really pure energy, not what you think."

"I didn't think about anything, Son Gohan hurriedly denied it.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand anything." Son Goku shook his head.

On the ring of the world's number one martial arts conference.

The junior competition is about to begin.

"Everyone, the long-lost World No.1 Budo Tournament is finally about to begin. The boys under the age of 15 will compete for the championship of the Junior Division." The referee stepped onto the ring and announced loudly with a microphone, "The championship bonus for the Junior Division is 10 million, the runner-up also has 5 million, but there is no prize for the third and fourth place. In addition, we have a very exciting section.

The goal, that is the champion of the junior group, will compete with the special guest. This special guest will

When the referee said this, he paused for a while.

"This special guest is of course the overall champion of the world's No. 1 martial arts tournament-Mr. Satan." The referee announced loudly.

"Wow!"

"Mr.Satan, Mr.Satan, Mr.Satan!"

The audience boiled again, shouting Mr. Satan's name in unison.

Amidst the shouts of the audience, Mr. Satan strode out with his chest up, raising his hands, and making two triumph gestures.

The next moment, Mr. Satan ran towards the ring.

"Snapped!"

Mr. Satan took off lightly, leaped up, and stepped on the ground of the ring.

"Papa!'

Mr. Satan slipped his feet and landed on the back of his head at the time, and fell a lot of meat and vegetables.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Mr. Satan hugged the back of his head and kept tumbling on the broadcast station.

Everyone in the audience was silent.

Mr. Satan seemed to notice the abnormal reaction of the audience, and quickly resisted the pain and stood up.

"Hahaha, I made a joke with everyone, hahahahaha..." Mr. Satan laughed loudly. .

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