At this time, Bidili opened the label in her hand, and the number 15 was written on it, while the numbers of the others were 22, 43, 35, 76, 57, 68, 89... Everyone's numbers are different, and their faces unconsciously show a surprised expression

"Really all drawn to different groups, there is actually no duplicate, how is this possible

" At this time, as the draw ended, the host walked to the ring again, put the microphone in his hand to his lips, and said loudly

: "Okay, now that the draw is over, congratulations to our contestant named Xin for drawing the lucky number 201, you don't need to participate in the qualifiers to enter the final directly"

Hearing the host's words, there was an uproar in the field, and many people were naturally unconvinced by this result, and some people even burst out directly:

"What a lucky little ghost, cheap this guy

" "Hehe, what if someone without strength enters the final, it's nothing more than a shame

" "........."

Listening to the gossip of the people around him, Tianjin Fan also felt a little incomprehensible at this time, I couldn't help but open my mouth and ask

the dumplings: "What's going on with the dumplings, didn't you keep this label to yourself?"

Dumplings are also helpless for this result, he has really tried his best but there is no way, his eyes are empty, he looked up at Tianjin Rice

, "I want to do this, but that tag seems to be limited by something, I can't move it at all

" "How is it possible, your superpower actually has a time to fail

" "Haha, it seems that there will be some amazing guys in this competition"

Vic felt a little indifferent about this result, he knew everyone's strength, and it would be great if it appeared.

"Okay, since the draw is over, the long-separated world's first martial arts conference officially begins, and then the children under the age of 15 will compete

" At this time, the host in the ring spoke again, and as his fingers moved, everyone's eyes also looked, and I saw the two plaques placed next to them with the numbers of 10 million and 5 million

, and then the host continued: "The champion of the junior division competition is ten million, and then the runner-up is five million, So next, the match officially begins

" "Next by the 36 children who participated in the competition took to the ring, as everyone knows, there is no qualifier for the junior division, the rules are the same as adults

" "Surrender Fall off the field 10 seconds down and have not yet risen If you are unconscious, you are judged to lose, then let's start the

match" "The first match is 12-year-old Hart vs 14-year-old Perot"

............

"Cut, it's really a child fighting, it's really boring

" Vegeta looked at the children below with a disdainful expression on everyone's face

, "The earthlings are really weak and pitiful, the battles of our Saiyans when we were children are much more exciting than these

" "His Royal Highness the Prince is bored to see, then are you more bored yourself"

Hearing Vegeta's words, Raditz subconsciously went out, Anyway, sometimes I don't know why he likes to tease Vegeta so much, and I am happy from the bottom of my heart when I see him angry.

"Hmph, Raditz, you don't really think I'm going to watch this kind of boring game, I'm certainly here to watch Trunks beat your son"

Are you so confident that he can defeat Xiao Ye, although he will be my apprentice when he grows up, but after all, he has not been taught by me, only the prince's combat method cannot win the enemy Oh"

Hearing that Raditz, a slut, dared to laugh at himself, Vegeta's face directly turned into a zigzag

"Hmph, Raditz, don't be proud, tell you the truth, Trunks is now able to become a Super Saiyan, don't forget that at this age you are far behind"

It's really powerful, you can actually become

a Super Saiyan at such a young age..." Hearing Raditz's praise, Vegeta also showed a smug expression on his face, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, feeling that he had finally stood up after so long

"Of course, my son of Vegeta..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard Raditz continue to speak:

"It seems that our Royal Highness has already held the title of the last Super Saiyan in history."

"You

" Vegeta was stunned by anger when he heard Raditz's words, and he vomited blood on the spot and said incomparably "Raditz

, you bastard is too much

" Seeing Vegeta being stunned like this, even Sun Goku and Sun Gohan and others on the side couldn't help but laugh:

"Hahaha"

....

"Off the field, this match Nifke won, next the ninth game, 8-year-old Trunks vs. 5-year-old Night Player

" As the game continued, the Junior Division match had come to the ninth game, at this time the host announced the battle between Trunks and Little Night, and everyone's eyes focused on "Look, it's Trunks and Little Night

"

Klin said excitedly while pointing to the audience

. The match between the two of them will be very exciting

" "Hmph, finally wait for this match, Raditz, you just wait and see, Trunks will definitely win" Vegeta's

face was full of confidence at this time, looking at the indifferent Raditz on the side, he only felt that the other party was pretending to be calm, he had absolute hidden confidence in his own strength, because this was what he saw with his own eyes in the gravity cultivation room, and he could already change his voice at the age of eight

His Royal Highness the Prince should not be too confident first, after all, the results of the match have not yet come out

" In the field, Trunks and Xiao Ye heard the host call their names, and the two also walked into the ring side by side, Trunks looked at Xiao Ye next to him, with a trace of disdain in his eyes

, and spread his hands towards Xiao Ye with contempt: "Hey, kid, for the sake of the face that our father knows, I will show mercy to your subordinates"

Xiao Ye was full of care about his ridicule, and said coldly

"Then you also need to have that ability, I will let you know the gap between us

" "Trunks come on, mother is here

" "Little night you also have to cheer"

At this time, Bulma and No. 18 sat in the audience, tearing their throats vigorously to cheer for their children!

"Let everyone wait for a long time, then the ninth competition of the Junior Division of the world's first martial arts conference will officially start now

" "You have to be careful, I won't show mercy

" At this time, Trunks was ready to fight, but the angry other party actually closed his eyes directly, and put his hands behind his back

"Hateful, actually dare to underestimate me"

How could Trunks endure this level of contempt, Directly rushed to Xiao Ye's front at a very fast speed, and then constantly swung his fist with a restraint that could not be seen by the naked eye

..........

End of this chapter

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