The strongest Wutian in Dragon Ball

A group of Satan's supporters secretly moved the unconscious Satan back to the lounge when everyone was not paying attention, but when they passed by Sun Wutian, those people shuddered visibly. Nima's elementary school students are too dangerous now, who said that elementary school students are forced to come.

Sun Wutian watched Satan being carried down by those people with cold eyes, and didn't make any movements, but walked back to the waiting area without saying a word to find Trunks.

"Now take a break for three and 10 minutes, and then we will start the adult competition of the No. [-] Budokai in the world," the referee paused. "The adult competition will officially start at [-]:[-] p.m., let us wait and see!"

"Really, I still need to rest," Monkey King complained when he heard the referee's voice.

"Just going to have a meal."

A chubby backstage staff wearing glasses stopped Monkey King and his party who were about to enter the Budokai, "Please stop! Only contestants who have passed the qualifiers are allowed to enter here."

"The results of the preliminaries are out, I guess we all passed," Kelin said with a faint smile.

"Wait! Please report your name," the fat man said, looking at Monkey King and the others with a watch.

"Krillin."

"Sun Wukong."

"NO.18."

"Vegeta."

"Magic boy."

Several people said their names one by one, Sun Wukong and Klin were fine, NO.18 was expressionless, Vegeta was upset, and the anger of Trunks' loss just now was still there.

"Magic Boy?" Sun Wukong asked Piccolo with a puzzled look on his face, and Piccolo explained, "It's not good to use the name Piccolo!"

"Congratulations, all of you have passed the qualifiers," Fatty said to the form and confirmed that all the people in front of him had passed, "Please."

This is also very simple. How can you say that Sun Wukong and his party are the strongest people on the planet. If they can't even pass the qualifiers of a mere Budokai, they can find a piece of tofu and kill them, not to mention that Vegeta directly blew up the boxer.

"The lottery ceremony will be held at one thirty," the fat man reminded.

"Actually, there are only a few of us who are masters, and Gohan, all the prize money belongs to us," Klin, who was walking in the front, said indifferently.

"Hey, anyway, I don't need money in the underworld," Monkey King said indifferently.

But Sun Wukong, it seems that you have hardly ever used money, the only time you made money was when you spent all your money in a daze.

"You'll be fine, and you can stay young forever in the underworld," Kelin laughed.

"Well, come if you want to be envious, Kelin," Sun Wukong said.

"Don't be funny, I'm very happy now," Kelin said with a smug smile, but the smile still revealed a trace of wretchedness.

Backstage of the Martial Arts Club.

Two small figures sneaked in sneakily, and Trunks looked at the background with his head poking his head. Behind him was the helpless Monkey King.

Trunks whispered excitedly as if he had discovered something, "Goten, come here."

Sun Wutian walked over with dead fish eyes, and followed Trunks' fingers to move his gaze to the background, where a burly masked man stood, "Well, look at that masked man, is it very useful?"

Trunks said with a smug smile on his small face, "If we wear that kind of clothes, others won't recognize us, so let's replace him in the adult competition."

"This, you can have it," Sun Wutian also smiled lightly.

Trunks trotted all the way to the masked man, "Hello..."

"Why, do you want an autograph?" the masked man said proudly.

The corner of Sun Wutian's mouth twitched, you have to have a limit to your narcissism, even if ordinary people are looking for an autograph, how could it be you, a guy who doesn't even show his face!
Trunks also twitched the corner of his mouth, but he still wanted to continue the show, "There is a very beautiful young lady over there who wants to see you, but she is shy, so she asked me to come over and invite you."

To be honest, let alone Sun Wutian when it comes to this, Trunks also feels like he is about to vomit.

"Oh, really, where is it?" The face under the mask of the masked man couldn't help showing a wretched smile.

"Here, follow me," the masked man let Trunks pull him away, and this guy was not afraid of killing himself.

"Where is Miss Sister, I have very high vision," the masked man looked around, with a wretched smile on his face, even if there was a real girl, he would be scared away by him.

"Miss doesn't have it, but it does have the iron fist from the children's love. I don't know if you want it or not."

Hearing the innocent voice behind him, the masked man looked back subconsciously, and then a tiny fist hit his face, and then... nothing more.

Looking at the unconscious masked man Sun Wutian and Trunks quickly dragging him to the corner and taking off his masked outfit, I have to say that this guy is really wretched.

Sun Wutian and Trunks, who successfully disguised themselves, left the scene of the crime. As for that guy, who cares about him.