Dragon Ball: The Strongest Goten

"Oh, kid Trunks has given up, then I declare that the champion of the youth division of the World's No. 1 Budokai is kid Sun Wuten."

The blond referee had good mental endurance. After the initial surprise, he corrected his mentality. Seeing Trunks admit defeat, he immediately announced that Sun Wutian had won the championship.

"Great, Goten wins," Qiqi was overjoyed and shouted excitedly.

Bulma was a little frustrated, after all, her son would be a little sad if he lost.

Sun Wutian returned to his normal state and looked at the background, which was Satan, with an unkind expression.

"Okay, audience, there will be a special show after the fierce match just now," the blond referee said, "Now, let's invite the junior champion Sun Wutian and the world champion Satan to have an exhibition match."

Satan was immediately frightened to pee. No wonder Sun Wutian's eyes looked a little strange just now, and he actually forgot about it.

Me, what should I do, waiting online, urgent. Satan had a runny nose and a face full of fear. If he went up there, he would be dead.

"Satan."

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"Satan."

"Satan."

Everyone in the audience was shouting Satan's name, as excited as if they had done something wrong, and those who didn't know thought they had done something wrong.

But Mr. Satan, whom they worshiped, was backstage in fear, his body trembling.

"Hey, the little guy is so powerful, it won't be easy for Mr. Satan to win casually," the backstage staff wearing glasses said jokingly.

"I... I'll just be a little more serious," as expected, it was Satan who didn't shed tears even after seeing the coffin. He was still bragging at this time, but the cold sweat on his head revealed his true thoughts.

"Hahaha, no need." The backstage staff continued to joke as if they didn't notice Satan's cold sweat.

"Ha ha ha ha."

What...what should I do? I...I will definitely die. Satan was panicking. Is it still too late to order the coffin?

"Do you need a break?" the referee asked Sun Wutian. Sun Wutian shook his head lightly and said no, and then the referee raised the microphone and said loudly, "Now, Mr. Satan, please come on -"

Satan stepped onto the stage and got into the car... um, no, I mean, he got on the stage.

When Satan saw so many spectators in the auditorium, his vanity seemed to have overcome his fear and he raised his fists and laughed arrogantly.

"Oh oh oh, let me see which little guy is challenging the world champion Mr. Satan," he then pointed at Sun Wutian and became even more arrogant, "Hehehe, is it you? You are already scared."

Haha, are you scared? I am indeed, so scared.

Sun Wutian sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth, but he lowered his head and no one saw his sneering expression.

Satan noticed Sun Wutian's sneer and was sweating profusely. Ah, what should I do? If I am dreaming, please let me wake up quickly.

"Let's go back."

"I guess the qualifiers are over."

"Yes."

Klin and Sun Wukong discussed that there was nothing to see anyway, and the winner or loser was already obvious, so they planned to leave.

"Wait a minute, isn't Goten with you? Don't you watch his match with the world champion?" Vidili said, stopping Sun Wukong and others who were about to leave.

"Oh, yes, maybe it will be exciting," Son Gohan also said in order to please the girl.

"Then let's go."

However, Sun Wukong did not stop, leaving only the embarrassed Sun Wuhan and Bidili.

Satan untied the knot of his cloak, flung it away in a pretentious manner, then took off the championship belt around his waist and replaced it with an ordinary ribbon. He was so angry that he let out a weird scream, first swept his legs and then quickly He punched the air a few times, and after completing this wave of tricks, he showed off to everyone in a very pretentious manner.

"Sa-dan."

"Sa-dan."

"Sa-dan."

If a few Chinese people came here, they would probably be confused. Damn, are all the people here idiots? The idiots shout louder than anyone else, just like the idiots.

Sun Wutian looked on coldly, as if he were watching a clown, but it is true that in Sun Wutian's eyes, Satan is no different from a clown.

"tuan."

Sun Wutian directly transformed into a Super Saiyan, which frightened the pretentious Satan. He quickly came over and said, "Hey, don't take it so seriously. This is just an exhibition match, a game show. Don't take it to heart. Just relax." ”

"No, I want to go all out," Sun Wutian said seriously.

Satan was almost crying and yelled, "This is just a show, don't be like a child."

Sun Wutian looked at his current appearance carefully, and said with serious eyes, "I am just a child now."

"You idiot, stop messing around, you are such a brat," Satan's nose was so anxious that snot ran out.

"I'm just a brat."

Satan is almost fainting, he will die if he gives me face.

If Sun Wutian could read minds, he would definitely smile contemptuously and say, "Who do you think you are, red-haired Shanks?"