Dragon Ball Super Universe

Chapter 428 Martial Arts Club

In a sea area between the four capitals of the East and the West, there is a small island independent of the world.

This island is usually deserted, but every few years, it will become extremely bustling and lively. People from all over the country gather on the island, and they all come to this small island to watch a show World famous game.

This competition gathered many powerful masters on the earth, and they came here admiringly, wanting to fight with martial arts masters from other parts of the world.

This is the world's number one martial arts association!
Wukong and Klin participated in three such competitions, and Wukong won the championship once.

"Ah, I haven't been here for a long time. I haven't seen you for a few years. The changes here are so great." Wukong said excitedly, holding his head in his hands.

Kelin also responded with a smile: "Yeah, I haven't been here for a long time."

"Hey, Goku, remember when we were kids?"

"Remember, at that time, Grandpa Guixian was practicing under him. In order to become stronger, we would participate in every martial arts meeting!" Wukong recalled: "I felt really happy at that time!"

"Yes!" Kelin also had a smile on his face.

If Teacher Wu Tian hadn't accepted him as a disciple, he might still be bullied by those monks.

Tianjin Fan heard the conversation between the two, and said with a smile: "We also met here, at that time I wanted to surpass you, Wukong, but now it is impossible, your strength is no longer at the same level as ours. up!"

"That's right, that's right, I was able to defeat Wukong before, but now I can't even touch his clothes!" Yamcha couldn't help laughing when he talked about the scene where he met Wukong.

At that time, he was just a desert bandit, who specialized in robbing people passing through the desert. He met Wukong, a turning point in his life, but he didn't hold any grudges against Wukong, on the contrary, he was very grateful to him.

It was the first time for Vegeta to come to the World's No. [-] Budokai, and he still had a little interest in it, but after coming here, he had no interest at all.

Without him, there isn't a strong person here that he can look up to.

At the roll call, Pickup and the others walked over.

Lucia said at this time: "Pika, Selena and I won't participate in the Budokai, we'll just watch your competition below!"

"Yeah, the babies have been making a lot of noise these two days, and they started making noise as soon as they left their side." Selina said.

"Okay, then ten of us will participate!" Pika said solemnly: "During the competition, there may be bloody scenes, you must remember, don't let the children see them, they are so young now, I am afraid that they will have a shadow when they grow up !"

"Well, we got it!"

After finishing speaking, Pickup and the others walked towards the roll call.

The man in the monk's robe said to them: "Are you the contestants who signed up for the No. [-] Budokai in the world this time? May I ask your names!"

"Oh, my name is Wukong!"

"Pickup!"

"Vegeta!"

……

The monk flipped through the roster, then nodded.

"Please prepare a little bit, this year's Budokai preliminary competition is different from previous years!"

As soon as Wukong became interested, he quickly asked, "Why is there a different method?"

"Well, this year's martial arts meeting was made by Mr. Satan himself. Previous martial arts meetings took a lot of time, so this year we use the method of testing strength. As long as the strength is among the best, you can enter one-fourth of the competition!"

When Pickup heard this, isn't this the original book, the rules that Wukong and the others adopted when they participated in the Budokai? Unexpectedly, it has already started to be implemented this year.

"This doesn't save a lot of time, the provincial Vegeta is calling for trouble!" Kelin laughed.

Vegeta looked at him coldly, but said nothing.

When they entered the preparation hall, it was full of people, Pickup and they stood at the door and were not tender enough to enter it for three points.

At this moment, a waitress came to them and asked, "Which one is Mr. Vegeta?"

"Me!" Vegeta said coldly.

The waitress smiled and said, "Ms. Boulma has prepared the lounge for you, please come with me!"

"Wow, Boulma has prepared so well, we don't need to be crowded with these people!" Yamcha said with a smile, now he can be regarded as a big star, and he has long been used to the scene where there are not many people. He is not used to a place full of people.

This year's Martial Arts Association was actually sponsored by Boulma, so she has many privileges, and this is one of them.

They followed the waitress to a small room with everything in it.

Yamucha sat directly on a sofa, stretching comfortably.

He looked directly at Kelin, and said with a smile: "Kelin, you have to be careful in this competition. You have been in a gentle place for a long time, and your strength should have regressed a lot. Be careful not to be hit by me!"

"You too!"

Although Kelin is Yamcha's boss, the relationship between the two is very strong, and it is impossible to tell that Yamcha is Kelin's subordinate.

Pickup and the others rested in the VIP room for about an hour, and the waitress came again.

"Gentlemen, please prepare, the preliminary round is about to begin!"

"Well, we got it!" Pickup responded.

Get up, look around, "Let's go!"

……

"Is this the place for the preliminary round?"

Looking at the contestants who lined up in a long line, Yamucha couldn't help swallowing.

"There are so many people!" Gohan was also surprised.

Suddenly the originally bright sky became even more dazzling.

Under the strong spotlight, a figure stood on the roof. He was wearing a red cloak, his hair was blown up, and a golden belt was wrapped around his waist.

"It's Satan!"

"Satan Satan Satan!"

Vigorous cheers erupted from the crowd, and the figure on the roof jumped down and stood in front of everyone.

He has one arm on his hip and the other in a V shape.

"Everyone, this year's Budo Association will use the strength of the fist to determine who is eligible to enter the main match. Now I will demonstrate to you that I only use one-tenth of the strength. If you can surpass this strength, then enter The race is still easy!"

I saw Satan's "bang" punch hit the punch test machine.

289KG!

This was the power of the fist punched by Satan, and he quickly put his right hand behind his back.

Seeing this scene, Pika couldn't help laughing. Satan punched with all his strength in order to show off, and his hands were already red and swollen.

"That's it, as long as you can surpass the strength on the test machine, you can enter the main competition, so everyone, work hard!"

After speaking, Satan left here!
The long queue lasted for more than an hour before it was the pickup's turn.

The previous people, as long as they surpassed Satan's strength, they would scream. What a great honor it is to fight against Satan if they have the opportunity to enter the finals!
"Next, name!"

"Pickup!"

"Please use it!"

Wukong patted Pickup on the shoulder and said, "Small strength!"

Pickup nodded and said, "Understood."

boom! !

Pickup punched out.

1027KG! !
(End of this chapter)