Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

Soon, everyone entered the draw before the first game. Because there were many participants, the conference group randomly divided the participants into eight groups from A to H. In the end, the final winners of each group would compete in the quarterfinals, and finally the champion would be decided in turn.

Zhou Zilong, Krillin and Xiao Wukong were also lucky. They were assigned to different groups. Yamcha was a little unlucky. He was in the same group as Zhou Zilong. It is very likely that they will meet in a future duel.

"Please invite contestant No. 75 of Group A to compete on stage!" Not long after the draw, a broadcast sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the entrance of the arena.

"Wukong (Goku), it's your turn, come on!" Zhou Zilong and Krillin said to Xiao Wukong.

"Well, I will!" Xiao Wukong nodded in response, and then he jumped onto the arena lightly like a smart monkey.

On the opposite side, a burly and muscular contestant, Passerby A, also slowly walked onto the stage. His eyes were full of desire for victory, but when he saw Xiao Wukong on the opposite side, he couldn't help but smile with contempt. In the audience, there were discussions everywhere, and most people thought that this would be a match without suspense.

"The game begins!" The referee's order was like lighting a fuse, and the atmosphere of the entire venue was instantly ignited. However, the next scene surprised everyone.

Facing Passerby A's powerful punch, Xiao Wukong cleverly went behind the opponent, and the speed was so fast that it seemed like a gust of wind passing by. Due to inertia, he almost rushed out of the ring, but with his amazing balance ability, he quickly stabilized his body.

Then, Xiao Wukong stretched out his right index finger and gently tapped Passerby A's calf. The seemingly light blow contained amazing power. An invisible shock wave instantly erupted, knocking the passerby out of the ring. Xiao Wukong easily won the first game.

"What... what kind of move is this?!" In the audience, exclamations came one after another. People looked at this scene in disbelief. Xiao Wukong's move not only showed his amazing speed and reaction ability, but also made people see his unfathomable power.

The second person to play was Krillin from Group H. His opponent was the fat monk who was one of his former senior brothers in Duolin Temple.

"Brother Krillin, it's your misfortune to meet me, the top master of Duolin Temple. You'd better admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid getting hurt!" Krillin's impression of the fat monk in the past was still a bit provocative.

Facing the provocation of his senior brother, there was no sign of retreat in Klin's eyes. After walking out of the shadow, he clenched his right fist at his waist, and with his left hand in a claw-like fighting posture, he said firmly: "Senior brother, let the past be the past. Now we are fighting for our own beliefs. There is no point in talking more. Let's see the truth with our hands!"

With the referee's order, the game officially began. The fat monk did not give Klin any chance to breathe. Although he was fat, his movements were extremely fast. Like a moving hill, he rushed towards Klin with a whistling wind. However, Klin was no longer the little guy who could only be beaten. He flashed and easily dodged the fat monk's heavy punch, like a light feather, flexibly shuttling on the ring.

"Ah!" Klin found the right time, with the help of a perfect jump, adjusted his posture in the air, and kicked out with his legs like lightning, aiming directly at the belly of the fat monk. This kick was not only fast, but also contained the results of Klin's recent practice with Zhou Zilong. With a loud "bang", the fat monk's huge body was kicked back and fell heavily on the edge of the ring, stirring up a cloud of dust. Klin won the victory.

The people watching the game around burst into exclamations. They didn't expect that the seemingly inconspicuous Klin had such amazing explosive power.

"Please invite contestant No. 100 of Group C to the stage to compete." At this time, after the game had been going on for a while, another broadcast notification sounded in the venue.

Under the watchful eyes of Xiao Wukong, Krillin, Yamcha, and Cheng Long, who was disguised as Master Roshi, Zhou Zilong jumped onto the ring. Coincidentally, Zhou Zilong's opponent was the thin monk who was one of Krillin's former senior brothers.

"It's you. It's just right. Let's settle the score just now!" The thin monk said viciously when he saw that his opponent was Zhou Zilong. His voice was low and powerful. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth, full of hatred and provocation.

"Referee, please announce the start as soon as possible. I don't want to waste time with this kind of person!" Zhou Zilong's words were simple and direct, but like a sharp blade, they directly pierced the thin monk's self-esteem.

After seeing Zhou Zilong ignore him so much, the thin monkThe monk's face instantly turned ashen, and his anger surged out like a volcanic eruption. After the referee gave the order, he could no longer suppress his anger. He moved like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, clenched his right fist, and with a whistling sound, he went straight to Zhou Zilong's face.

However, facing this seemingly powerful blow, Zhou Zilong seemed unusually calm. He gently raised his left hand, palm facing outward, as if welcoming an old friend's hug, and easily resolved the thin monk's offensive into nothingness.

Before the thin monk could think about it, Zhou Zilong's body had already approached like a ghost, and his right fist turned into a stream of light, accurately hitting the thin monk's chest. This seemingly light blow actually contained Zhou Zilong's profound martial arts skills and exquisite control of strength. The thin monk felt an irresistible force bursting out from his chest, and the whole person was hit hard like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily from the edge of the ring, splashing a cloud of dust.

"This guy is really terrifying. He defeated the master of Duolin Temple in one go!"

"It's over, he and I are in the same group. I hope I don't meet him too early!"

"He knocked others down with one punch. His strength is really unfathomable!"

Alas, I wanted to get a better ranking this year to improve my popularity, but it seems difficult! "

After seeing Zhou Zilong punch the thin monk of Duolin Temple, the surrounding warriors once again made many different noises.

In the crowd, two young men were looking at Zhou Zilong with expectant eyes. They were Xiao Wukong and Krillin. Xiao Wukong's eyes were shining with excitement: "Ku~Linlin, Senior Brother is so strong. I am looking forward to fighting him in the next game!"

Krillin smiled slightly, and his eyes were also shining with fighting spirit: "Well, I also look forward to fighting Senior Brother alone once!"

(The second update is presented, I hope you will like it!)