Chapter 18
After the two of them signed up, Sun Wukong and his friends also signed up.
Because the competition of the junior group started first, after Sun Wukong and his friends signed up, they went to the venue of the world's first martial arts conference to watch the competition of Sun Wutian and his friends.
At this time, Sun Wutian was standing on the competition stage carelessly, looking at the little boy standing in front of him.
The little boy was not wearing any clothes on his upper body, and his hands made a white crane spreading wings to provoke Sun Wutian.
"If there is no problem with the two players, let's start?"
The referee said.
After hearing this, the little boy immediately stepped back and stood still.
"Then I now announce that the first game of the junior group will officially begin now!"
"Ha!"
After hearing this, the little boy immediately shouted and punched Sun Wutian with his right fist.
But before the little boy's right fist hit Sun Wutian's face, Sun Wutian's right fist had already hit the little boy's nose.
The little boy screamed, his body stiffened, and fell to the ground behind him.
"Xiao Wu!"
The little boy's mother shouted.
The referee saw this and immediately started counting down.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven... zero, Goten wins!"
Goten yawned with a bored look on his face after hearing this.
If it weren't for the 10 million bonus, he wouldn't have come to participate in such a boring game.
After Goten won the game, he immediately jumped off the stage and let others play.
The game went very quickly, and Goten and Trunks easily advanced to the finals.
"Audience players, the next is the final of our junior group competition. The winner of this competition will not only get a bonus of 10 million, but also get the opportunity to challenge the world champion Mr. Satan!"
"Mr. Satan!"
The audience in the audience immediately became excited after hearing this.
Many of them are fanatical fans of Mr. Satan. Now they are naturally very happy to hear that they can see Mr. Satan's heroic figure.
On the second floor of an ancient building under the arena of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference.
Mr. Satan was lying on a chair with a leisurely look on his face, smoking a cigarette.
A staff member suddenly opened the door and walked in.
Seeing this, Mr. Satan quickly put down his raised foot.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing, Mr. Satan. This match is the final of the junior group. I want to ask if you want to watch the match!"
Mr. Satan smiled.
"What's so interesting about a children's match? If you don't have anything else to do, just go out?"
"Okay, Mr. Satan!"
The staff member said and left the room immediately.
Mr. Satan saw the staff leave, and immediately stood up and looked at the competition stage outside the window.
Son Goten and Trunks are now standing on the stage.
Mr. Satan looked at the two people and felt familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen them.
"Then if Son Goten and Trunks don't have any other questions, let's start the match?"
The two nodded.
Then, the two stepped on the ground with their feet, came to each other like the wind, and punched each other with fists and feet.
"Swish..."
Bang bang bang! !
The two of them moved quickly while fighting fiercely with each other.
Mr. Satan, who was in the lounge on the second floor, was immediately shocked by the two people's strong strength after seeing this scene.
Even if they went to participate in the adult group, they should be able to get a good ranking.
After being surprised for a while, Mr. Satan suddenly remembered that he saw Son Goku and Trunks in the Cell game.
"Could it be... are they the children of those blond weirdos?"
Mr. Satan swallowed his saliva.
He witnessed Son Goku and his group fighting Cell back then, and he knew very well in his heart that it was actually Son Goku's group who destroyed Cell, not him.
He lied so much for fame and fortune.
"If it's really them, then I definitely have no chance of winning!"
Mr. Satan thought to himself.
If he is defeated, his lie about defeating Cell will definitely be exposed.
Then he will become the target of public criticism.
"Damn it! What should I do!"
On the competition stage
Because of the huge gap in strength between the two, Trunks could only defend against Goten's attacks.
Vegeta, who was standing on the fence at the top of the audience, couldn't bear to watch it anymore and chose to leave.
"Vegeta, you don't want to watch it anymore?"
Goku asked.
"No, there's nothing to watch anyway!"
Videl, who was standing next to Gohan, said with a puzzled look.
"Gohan, Goten and the others had such a wonderful match, why did he say there was nothing to watch?"
Gohan laughed dryly and didn't know what to do for a moment.How to explain.
Because the reason why Vegeta didn't watch this game was very simple, that is, Trunks couldn't beat Son Goten.
If... Trunks beat Son Goten, then Vegeta would definitely watch the game, and maybe even show off in front of Son Goku.
"That... you will know later!"
Son Gohan didn't say it directly, but chose to hint.
Because if he said it directly, he would definitely offend Bulma and Vegeta.
"Wait?"
"Yes!"
Son Gohan nodded.
After hearing this, Videl immediately looked at the competition stage.
Bang! !
With a heavy punch, Son Goten punched Trunks off the competition stage.
"Trunks is out, Son Goten wins! Congratulations to Son Goten for winning the championship of this junior competition!"
The referee announced loudly to the audience.
After hearing this, the audience in the audience immediately cheered.
When Bidili saw this, she seemed to understand something.
On the second floor of the lounge, Mr. Satan saw that Sun Wutian won, and his heart immediately became more panic.
Because the game between the two of them ended too quickly, he didn't think of any countermeasures at all.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Satan!"
"Come in!"
Mr. Satan said with forced calmness.
After hearing this, the staff outside the door immediately opened the door and walked in.
"Mr. Satan, the champion of the junior group has been produced, and it's your turn to compete with him next!"
"Okay, I know, you go out first? I'll come later!"
"Okay, Mr. Satan!"
The staff said, and immediately left the room.
Seeing the staff leave, Mr. Satan wanted to sit for a while and think of a solution, but he heard a loud shout from outside.
"Satan! Satan!"
Mr. Satan saw that the audience was so enthusiastic about him, and the pressure in his heart suddenly became greater.
But at this point... he could only bite the bullet.
After thinking it over, Mr. Satan immediately walked towards the venue of the martial arts conference with heavy steps.
This was not a long journey, but at this moment, Mr. Satan felt it was so difficult to walk.
