Dragon Ball: It’s not Black Goku, I’m the King of Daquan

"Then, let me briefly explain the rules of the conference again. The time is 100 Tuckers!"

"The pillar in the center of the field will collapse over time. When the pillar is at the same height as the ground, the game is over!"

"It is forbidden to use weapons other than skills, and you are not allowed to kill people. The key to victory is to knock the opponent out of the ring!"

"Don't worry, once you fall out of the ring, you will move to the stands!" The high priest also reminded him thoughtfully.

"So are the 80 contestants here ready?" As the high priest finished speaking, all the contestants present looked wary. Even the God of Destruction and Kaioshin in the stands had solemn expressions.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly reached its peak.

"Tsk, let's start quickly!" Vegeta raised his lips with a confident smile.

Sun Wukong also clenched his fists with excitement, his eyes constantly scanning the contestants in various universes, looking eager to try.

"It looks very interesting." Bardock crossed his arms and glanced not far away, as if he wanted to choose an opponent that satisfied him.

"The more opponents I defeat, the more money I will get?" No. 18 looked at Klin and asked.

"Haha. Not really!" Cold sweat fell down Klin's cheeks. He reached out and scratched his cheeks, answering awkwardly.

"No. 18, are you short of money?" No. 17 squinted at Klin. Is this guy useless? Can't even make any money?

"Uncle Piccolo, does the plan still need to be improved?" Sun Wuhan was a little nervous, and he confirmed it again to Piccolo.

"That's almost it! Don't worry about those two guys!" Piccolo turned his attention to Vegeta and Sun Wukong. These two guys never followed any plans.

"Hahaha. I don't intend to participate in your plan either!" Frieza crossed his arms and swung his tail, saying sadly.

"Hey, the most important thing is that you can't eat fairy beans. I think I will drag you down!" Klin looked a little depressed.

"Klin, don't give up so easily! How will you know if you don't try?" Piccolo glanced at Klin meaningfully.

Of all the people, Broly did not speak. He just looked at the surroundings curiously, and was easily ignored by others.

"Well, first of all, we have to get together and work as a back-to-back team! Team work!" Sun Wuhan was still a little nervous. He muttered and tried to relax.

"Oops, I don't know if Universe 7 will win!" Weiss was already sitting in the stands, his words were very relaxed.

"Hey, don't think you don't have to disappear, just ask such a question so unscrupulously!" Beerus sat in the front row with his arms folded, turned his head and yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Hey, I can only believe them!" Kaiowashin Xin's expression was extremely solemn.

Under Beerus's dissatisfied scolding, the high priest also announced and waved his hand.

"The Tournament of Power begins now!"

Following the high priest's order, everyone standing on the ring looked around solemnly, wary of the rest of the people.

Each universe has more or less its own arrangements and strategies, except of course the seventh universe.

Their previous teamwork collapsed instantly before it even started.

Son Goku, Vegeta, Frieza, No. 17, No. 18, and Bardock all ran away and acted without permission.

Son Gohan, Piccolo and Krillin were left looking at each other in confusion. Broly looked at the situation, hesitated for a while and then followed the pace of Bardock who was most familiar with him.

"They say it's teamwork." Seeing these people's actions, Piccolo gritted his teeth angrily.

"Sure enough, no team fighting method is suitable for these Saiyans." Cold sweat fell from Gohan's forehead.

"Everyone." What a shame, Klin thought to himself.

"Forget it, don't worry about them, we can take care of ourselves!" Piccolo took a deep breath, and then the three remaining people stood back to back.

A melee of 80 people is about to break out! The arena was instantly colorful, and energy balls of various colors exploded like gorgeous fireworks.

The war is going on, and the demons are dancing wildly!

"Oh oh oh" Quan Wang was amazed and kept pulling Ye Tian's arm and swaying.

"Hey!" Ye Tian sighed helplessly. He might as well play with the children.

The high priest seemed to feel Ye Tian's thoughts. He turned around like a gentleman and bowed to Ye Tian and King Quan, "The God Pad is ready and will be used soon!"

"Okay!" King Quan extended his little hand and gestured.

"Hey!" Ye Tian groaned. He is not a childish Quan Wang. There is no need to coax him like this!

(This will be combined with Vegeta’s Tournament of Power. The protagonist Ye Tian in this book does not appear many times. If you don’t like it, you can skip the Tournament of Power and go to the next level!)

In the ring, 80 people gathered together, regardless of whether they knew each other or from which universe they were from.

Under the bombardment of colorful energy, some people can't wait to show off and defeat players from other universes, while others will quietly hide and wait for the so-called opportunity.

Of course, there are many who can still find ways to fight one-on-one, yes! One on one!

Of course, there are also those who get involved in this one-on-one situation, and three- and four-person melees abound!

When a player from Universe 3 punched a player from Universe 4 who was approaching from the opposite side, the battle between the two was about to begin.

Vegeta suddenly appeared between the two, stretched out his hands to grab the fists of the two players, "What a bother!"

"But for bastards like you, it's better to go down as soon as possible so that you don't take up space!"

Vegeta threw his hands behind him, and without giving the two players any time to wonder, he fired two air bombs with both hands at the same time, hitting both of them.

"boom"

"Huhu."

The two players fell out of the ring with the sound of falling, and Vegeta didn't even look at them.

"brush"

"ah"

After two screams, two players appeared on the benches in the stands corresponding to the universe.

"Paparoni from Universe 3 and Ninke from Universe 4 fell out of the ring! Eliminated!"

As the great priest finished speaking, Quan Wang hurriedly moved his Pad. Ye Tian also took a look at it, but in the end he could only look at the players and nod their heads.

Isn’t it possible that the God Pad can surf the Internet? boring! ! !

"Well, Paparoni found Universe 3! There is also a Universe 4." Quan Wang was very interested and kept scratching on the Pad.

Ye Tian continued to watch the melee on the ring.