Dragon Ball God-class Saiyan

Turning to look at Emma, ​​Vegeta frowned deeply.

The white clothes fluttered, the brown curly hair was draped behind him, and the delicate and flawless skin was like white jade under the sunlight, revealing intellectual beauty. This terrifying woman who asked her for directions was actually there.

She is also a master.

Vegeta swallowed and asked with difficulty, "You are also here to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club?"

"No, except for Bra and Lazli, the others are just spectators." Luo Lan shook her head: "This level of competition is not very helpful to us, so there is no need to play in person."

No. 18 wouldn't have entered the contest if it wasn't for the contest prize money.

Vegeta nodded bitterly: "Yes, your strength is beyond imagination."

Whether they admit it or not, Luo Lan and others are stronger than him, but Vegeta is not stupid enough to regard Luo Lan and Syphilia as his goals, because that is simply unrealistic, Vegeta knows The gap between himself and the group of Planet Sarada is not one dimension at all.

The most important thing is to have self-knowledge and choose the right goal to strive for, so that it will be meaningful.

Blind pursuit will only lead to failure.

His goal only needs to be Kakarot.

Looking at Sun Wukong, and seeing that the other party was also fiercely fighting, Vegeta's face became straight, his eyes became firm, and then he said goodbye to Luo Lan and the others, and pulled Bu Li towards the infield of the martial arts club - Jing Wu Go to the hall.

Bu Li's eyes stayed on Syphilia's body, and her eyes were a little puzzled.

This woman seems to have seen it somewhere, but she can't remember it.

After being pulled by Vegeta, she simply stopped thinking about it. After all, she has lived for so long, and many memories have been blurred.

Looking at the backs of Vegeta and the others indifferently, Syphilia did not speak. In fact, she had already recognized Bu Li as the Alta who she had met before.

At that time, I had not yet become a Super Saiyan. After being tortured by the Alta, my self-confidence was severely damaged. I originally thought that I would take revenge when I became strong in the future, but now when I meet each other again, Syphilia finds that There was no turbulence in his heart.

It doesn't seem to care at all.

Yes, the level is different, and the way of thinking has also changed.

After becoming the Super Saiyan God, Syphilia's mood has improved a lot, and it seems that it is meaningless to bully a guy who is not a god.

This is probably the calmness of the superior, and the mood is more indifferent.

Don't you see the demeanor shown by the great priest and Weiss when facing people with much lower strength than them.

"This kind of feeling is also quite good." Syphilia showed an elegant smile.

"Bula, Lazli, aren't you going to participate in the competition? Go and sign up." Luo Lan looked at the time and reminded the two disciples.

"Oh, go right away." Sunbra reacted and hurriedly took No. 18 to go with him.

Seeing that only her daughter and No. 18 had signed up, Bulma touched Luo Fei doubtfully, "Aren't you going to sign up?"

Luo Fei said: "I think about it and forget it. If we all go to the competition, it will be too bullying."

Bulma's forehead could not help dripping cold sweat, "Yeah!"

The strongest person on earth is her husband, Sun Wukong, but Bulma is not sure whether Sun Wukong is Luo Fei's opponent. If all these masters go to the competition, she should worry about the earth and whether she can resist them. of energy.

"It was agreed in advance that when you take action in a while, you must be restrained, and don't hurt others." Bulma whispered.

Krillin hugged his daughter Maren and nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, Mom, we will try not to use Super Saiyan transformation, and there are teachers and the others, they will protect everyone." Sunbra shook off her fluffy lavender hair and beautiful face. Silky and delicate, it inherits the beautiful side of Bulma.

Luo Lan followed: "When the time comes, I will set up a protective layer on the venue."

"I can rest assured that."

Ke Lin, Tianjin Fan and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

After the registration was over, everyone walked towards the Jingwu Pavilion. The Jingwu Pavilion was the place where the trials were held. Outsiders were not allowed to enter. Enter to visit.

"Ah, you really are all here!"

A figure hurriedly ran out of the stairs, and after seeing Sun Wukong and the others, both eyes lit up.

"Ah, it's Mr. Host!" Sun Wukong raised his hand to greet him.

"Monkey King, Kelin, Tianjin Fan...you haven't participated in the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting for a long time. When the staff told me the news, I was about to go crazy with joy. You know I've been looking forward to this day. How long is it..."

The blond host talks eloquently.

Without Sun Wukong and the others, the Martial Arts Club would have no soul. Although after the 23rd Martial Arts Club, the Guixian-style disciples represented by Ke Lin would often appear at the Martial Arts Club, but they were more present in the form of guests. The blonde host still misses Sun Wukong when they were there.

"Player Sun Wukong, this is your son, he looks exactly like you when you were young!"

The blonde host recognized Sun Wutian's identity at a glance.

When Sun Wutian and Sun Wukong were young, they were almost the same model.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "This kid's name is Wutian, and he is participating in the competition of the youth group."

"Mmmm, the son of contestant Wukong must be very powerful, this year's youth group is also worth looking forward to!" After saying that, the blonde host glanced at Piccolo, who was not far away, and approached Sun Wukong, whispering: "This time You have to be restrained and don't destroy the ring."

Sun Wukong scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Ah, try your best."

Piccolo has an excellent hearing, and the whispers of the blond host and Sun Wukong couldn't escape his ears, and he pouted in disdain.

At this time, the host flipped through the electronic tablet in his hand and found that there were no names of Ascari and Luo Fei.

"Hey, isn't Brother Luo Fei participating in the competition?"

"Forget it this time."

"It's a pity, I still have a fresh memory of your performance six years ago!" The blonde host said with emotion, he also hoped that the more powerhouses participating in the competition, the better, but with Sun Wukong and Sun Bula, he Already very satisfied.

"I'm here to wish everyone good results. Wukong's goal must be the champion. Come on!"

"Thank you." Sun Wukong said politely.

No. 18 flipped his blond hair, and said coldly: "The champion is mine."

"Yes, Miss Lazli is also a popular candidate for the championship."

The blond host let out a haha, then waved his arms and ran to maintain the order of the venue. This time, when Sun Wukong and the others came to participate, the blond host was already satisfied.

The next step is the selection process. All applicants will have a lottery in the martial arts competition hall of the martial arts club, and then decide the top 128 masters. Due to the large number of participants, even if there are many arenas, this process will take a whole day. time.

By the evening, the list of the top 128 had basically come out. Not surprisingly, Sun Wukong, Sun Bula, No. 18, Vegeta, Buli, Bick, Kelin, Tianjin Fan, Bidili and others all entered. list.

According to the arrangement of the competition, the martial arts competition of the youth group will be held tomorrow, and the top 128 will start in the afternoon of the next day, so during this time, the finalists can have time to browse the scenery of the venue.

But players like Vegeta will take every moment to improve themselves and not waste time.

...

At the end of the competition for the top 128 selection, in the martial arts hall of the martial arts club, a young man dressed in a dark green Kaiwangshen costume floated at a height of thirty centimeters above the ground with his hands on his back.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and a puzzled look flashed across his eyes.