When You Are In Satan City, Your Cultivation Will Increase Ten Thousand Times At The Beginning

Chapter 62 The qualifying test begins!

On the playing field.

Goku and others are already preparing for testing.

The host looked at these people and said:

"Looks like they're all ready!"

"With your strength, it will definitely be easy to pass the preliminaries!"

"I'm waiting for you in the ring!"

"I will look forward to your wonderful performance!"

"Come on, fellow contestants!"

Goku, Gohan, Krillin looked excited.

They are all waiting for the start of the qualifiers.

The host took the microphone and said:

"We are now officially launching the preliminaries for the World's Best Martial Arts Tournament!"

"Today's competition went out to the youth group, and there were a total of 194 people!"

"Among these people, the only ones who can pass the qualifiers are the top 16 players!"

"However, Mr. Satan, who holds the previous championship title, can unconditionally and have limited qualifications to participate in the finals!"

"Let's invite Mr.Satan!"

The first person to appear was Satan. He raised his hands proudly, and the audience was shouting.

"Satan!"

"Satan!"

"Satan!"

Qin Yu, who was in the lounge, also heard their shouts.

He was dismissive.

Satan stood on the stage, grabbed the host's microphone, and said arrogantly:

"Haha, the last champion was me, the Japanese!"

"Everyone must know this year's champion!"

"When you see me, Satan, I will pour some water!"

"Those who want my autograph are waiting for me, and there will be rewards for the first fifty!"

"Hahaha!"

Satan laughed.

There was also a huge wave of 330 in the audience.

They are all shouting the name of Satan.

I saw Satan taking off his coat and stepping onto the testing machine.

He punched hard.

Machine display【137】

He actually scored a high score of 137.

All contestants were shocked.

"137?"

"This... can actually score such a high score?"

Satan stood on the stage with his hands on his hips and laughed again:

"Hahaha!"

The host was shocked and said:

"One...one hundred and thirty-seven!"

"Our Mr. Satan actually scored a high score of 137!"

"As expected of our great hero!"

Then, reporters swarmed over and asked:

"Excuse me, Mr. Satan, how sure are you that you can win this championship!"

Satan: "One hundred and two percent!"

"It seems that our great hero Satan has already pre-selected the winner of this conference!"

"Moreover, it hit a score as high as one hundred and thirty-seven!"

Videl in the audience also had starry eyes and exclaimed:

"Dad is so awesome!"

"It seems that the championship is very promising!"

"I have to work hard too!"

Goku and Gohan are also very simple.

Looking at the excited Satan, Goku exclaimed:

"It seems that Satan is quite strong!"

"Over the years, Satan's strength has changed so much!"

Gohan continued:

"yes!"

"Mr.Satan has always been strong!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have become a great hero!"

(beba) Gohan flatters Satan.

Vegeta, Piccolo, Krillin, No. 18 and others on the side glanced at Satan.

Don’t take the strength that Satan is showing off seriously at all!

After all, this strength is nothing to these relatively strong martial artists.

Vegeta said with disdain:

"How dare you give me this little score?"

"I'm so shameless!"

Piccolo was also a little dissatisfied and said:

"The great hero can only hit one hundred and thirty-seven?"

"t]]!"

"This guy is still so thick-skinned!"

Klin crossed his hands and said with some disdain:

"Most of the people here can surpass you!"

Yamcha and No. 18 stood aside in silence.

This score is a casual matter for the two of them.

But for Satan, it was a hard blow.

Able to score as high as one hundred and thirty-seven.

Satan was also relatively pleased.

After all, in his opinion, no one can achieve such a high score.

At this moment, Satan stood on the stage and shouted loudly:

"I hope someone can beat me this time!"

The audience's interest was once again ignited.

Keep shouting.

There was a bang.

Qin Yu in the background smiled slightly and said:

"It seems that I still have to be cautious when facing him!"

"Otherwise he will lose miserably!"

At this moment, Videl came to Qin's side.

Looking at Qin Yu who was standing aside, she stepped forward and patted Qin Yu on the shoulder and said:

"What's wrong? You don't have any hope for this competition?"

Qin Yu calmed down and said:

"It's okay. There are so many powerful people here, so we still have to be cautious when facing them!"

However, Biddy seemed very confident.

"Don't worry, I'm still here!"

"My dad is here too!"

"Since you can't win the championship, my dad will definitely win the championship."

"He was the last champion!"

For a moment, Qin Yu didn't know what to say.

He didn't want to face Satan again during the game.

After all, this is my future father-in-law!

How to do it?

It is not good to win, nor is it good to be defeated.

After all, if I lose in front of Satan, what about Ultra Instinct?

You can’t lose!

Even in the face of Satan.

You can't lose Ultra Instinct because of him.

Then, Qin Yu looked at Videl and said:

"Don't worry, even if I can't win the championship!"

"But I will still get an excellent result!"

Videl nodded.

"Don't worry!"

Qin Yu said again:

"Go and get ready!"

Videl's eyes are on the audience!

She seemed to see a very familiar face.

"Look!"

Qin Yu turned his head in confusion.

"what?"

"Isn't that the Saiyan Masked Superman?" Videl pointed to Gohan in the audience.

Qin Yu knows that he is Gohan.

But Videl doesn't know his identity yet.

Gohan also wore a costume to prevent his classmates from recognizing him.

However, Videl seemed to be stepping forward to reveal his identity, and he was about to leave aggressively.

Qin Yu pulled him back.

"Videl!"

"What are you going to do!"

Videl said:

"I want to see who he is!"

Qin Yu said helplessly:

"Farewell, it's hard to attend today. It's not good for you to reveal his identity like this!"

Videl thought for a moment.

"It seems right!"

"Then I will listen to you today!"

Videl kept walking towards a scout.

I was secretly observing Qin Yu's identity before.

Then there is Saiyan Masked Superman.

I have always wanted to know who the Saiyan Masked Superman is.

Today happens to be a good opportunity.

However, he was still stopped by Qin Yu for the sake of the competition.

Qin Yu also knows that Gohan's identity cannot be revealed yet.

Now Gohan's identity is well concealed.

Qin Yu didn't want to expose him for this.

After all, they are friends now.

If you take Videl forward and expose it like this, it will be difficult to face Videl later!

"By the way, Qin Yu, although our relationship is very good now, I still won't let it go in the next game!"

Qin Yu smiled slightly and said:

"Then let the horse come over!"

"I've been training every day these days, and it's already different from before!" Videl said calmly.

Qin Yu has also been training like a devil these days.

The strength has naturally improved a lot.

Moreover, under normal conditions, it can exert a combat power of 2.5 billion.

You know, in this competition, you can't transform!

This is undoubtedly not a good opportunity for Qin Yu to show his strength.

Normalcy will win the championship.

Be it Vegeta or Gohan.

Facing the normal self, there is no chance of victory.

In this battle, Qin Yu can be said to be determined to win.

Of course bonuses and stuff are out of the question.

Of course, the bonus is something external to the body, and what Qin Yu wants most right now is Ultra Instinct!

This is good stuff!

At this moment, in the qualifiers.

Waiting to test it myself.

Immediately afterwards, after Satan's test is completed, it will be the 18th.

Faced with the clicking noise of these cameras, Piccolo was a little impatient.

Then, Piccolo glanced.

All the surrounding cameras were broken.

The media reporters were all confused.

They all checked the cameras in their hands.

However, the host doesn't care about them.

He's already starting testing.

"No. 6, ninety-seven points!"

"No. 16, Tiantian's score!"

"Number eighty-three, one hundred and twelve points!"

Vegeta, who was waiting in line, gritted his teeth and said:

"waste!"