Dragon Ball Saiyan Descends

"Yeah, that's how it is!"

Yamcha immediately let out a sigh of relief when he found out that his next opponent was none other than the Great Demon King Piccolo. As someone who had fought before, he knew very well that Piccolo's strength was something he could not resist.

Although it is not clear what the specific strength of Piccolo is today, but looking at Sun Wukong's expression, Yamcha also guessed one thing, that is, he is definitely not weaker than he was back then, and may even be much stronger.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, Yamcha nodded slightly and said.

"In this case, I will just forfeit my next game."

After hearing Yamcha's answer, Sun Wukong's expression changed slightly and he said with a hint of apology.

"I'm really sorry, Yamcha."

"fine!"

Hearing this, Yamucha didn't say much, just smiled.

"Originally, my strength is not as good as everyone else, especially you, Wukong. Since I am not your opponent in the first place, I might as well give up as soon as possible."

As the person involved, Yamucha's mentality is still very good, because he knows how much he weighs, and he is a relatively casual person, so it doesn't matter even more.

At this time, a staff member walked in quickly from the ring.

shouted as he came into the hall.

"Player Yamcha!? Who is player Yamcha? If you hear this, please contact me as soon as possible. Your game is about to begin. Please follow me to the ring to gather."

As the staff called, Yamcha ran over quickly.

At the same time, he quickly informed him of his decision.

After hearing what Yamcha said, the staff was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Looking at Yamcha's firm gaze, the staff member nodded and then said.

"Okay, got it."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked out of the hall and reported to the host at the ring.

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At the ring, the host looked at the cleaned ring, then coughed to clear his throat and shouted.

"Okay everyone, the arena is almost cleaned, it's time to start our next game!"

"In the next competition, another player will be selected to enter the finals! Then let us warmly welcome the second-generation player Mo! Yamcha to the stage!"

As the host shouted, the 'Devil's Second Generation', Piccolo, who had been staying on the roof of the building, gently floated down from above and landed on the ring.

However, Yamcha did not appear for a long time. Although Yamcha did not appear, the staff who entered the hall before ran to the host and whispered something in his ear.

Listening to the staff's explanation, the host couldn't help but look helpless.

Then he raised the microphone and spoke loudly.

"I'm really sorry everyone, something unexpected happened again. I just received notification that Yamcha player also chose to abstain."

As the supporter explained, the spectators suddenly shouted one by one.

"Hey!!"

"why is it like this!?"

"Yeah! Why do people always abstain!? What's going on!?"

…………

"..."

After hearing the host's announcement, Bick's expression moved slightly and he looked thoughtfully towards the direction of the hall.

……

On the stage, the dissatisfaction from the audience was heard, and the host wiped the sweat from his forehead and comforted him.

"I'm very sorry, everyone, but since the Yamcha player has voluntarily abstained, we can start the finals directly!"

With that said, the host shouted loudly.

"Now we invite our Sun Wukong player who won the last game to enter the stage."

……

At the entrance of the hall, Sun Wukong heard the host's call and said immediately.

"Okay, everyone, it's time for me to set off."

Looking at Sun Wukong who was about to take the stage, Klin and others said quickly.

"Be careful, Wukong, this opponent is different from before!"

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong responded and immediately walked towards the ring.

Looking at Sun Wukong gradually leaving, everyone's eyes turned to Custer again.

"Did you plan all this?"

Looking at Custer, Teacher Wu Tian, ​​who had been silent until now, finally spoke.

After looking around at everyone, Custer said calmly with a calm expression.

"There is no so-called plan, I am just promoting the process."

For Castle, there is really only one reason for coming here, and that is to find Bulma.

As for the battle between Sun Wukong and Piccolo and others, it is not worth mentioning at all.

If it were normal times, Custer would still have time to watch the game.

But Custer was now impatient.

After all, in front of him, everyone's martial arts competition at this stage is like a child's fight, with no highlights at all.

In this case, it is better to let this game end as soon as possible and end it as soon as possible.

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On the ring, Piccolo saw Sun Wukong walking to the ring, smiled and whispered.

"Does what just happened have something to do with you!?"

Faced with Piccolo's question, Sun Wukong did not answer, but no answer was the best answer.

"Ha ha……"

Piccolo smiled and agreed.

"To be honest, this is a very rational decision. After all, no matter how many miscellaneous fish come in, it won't have any effect!"

Hearing Piccolo's mocking tone, Sun Wukong frowned and shouted.

"That's enough! Let's just fight!"

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