Chapter 288 Sun Wukong Returns, the Best Martial Arts Conference in the World

Sun Wuhan and the others simply looked at it and naturally they would not come forward to join in the fun.

"Brother, that's Uncle Piccolo!" Sun Wutian's eyes lit up and he saw Piccolo appearing not far away.

Sun Wuhan was immediately excited and immediately stepped forward to greet Piccolo.

"Gohan, you don't really want to appear dressed like this, do you?" Piccolo looked at Sun Wuhan's strange outfit speechlessly.

Sun Wuhan smiled sheepishly.

"Where's your dad?" Piccolo asked.

"I don't know..." Sun Wuhan shook his head.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly appeared on the scene through teleportation.

"Hehe, hello everyone!" Sun Wukong smiled and greeted everyone present.

"You're finally back." Bick turned his head and smiled.

"Dad!" Sun Wuhan moved forward excitedly.

"Wukong!" Klin also missed Sun Wukong very much.

"Ah... long time no see. Everyone has changed a lot." Sun Wukong glanced at everyone present and greeted with a smile.

"What, you are less reliable than Luo Tian." Bulma complained, "Have you not cared about your family at all for so long?"

"This...hahaha..." Sun Wukong laughed and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Wukong, you still know how to come back?" Qiqi put her hands on her hips and glared at Sun Wukong.

"I've been practicing for a long time. I'm really sorry, Qiqi." Sun Wukong took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Wukong, where did you go to practice? I heard from Gohan that you seemed to have gone to Trunks' time and space?" Krillin asked from the side.

"Yes, I did go to Trunks' time and space." Sun Wukong admitted and nodded, "Because I have a better relationship with Lord Kaioshin of that time and space, and I studied with him for a long time."

Vegeta looked sideways at Sun Wukong, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Did you know that we are going to participate in the world's best martial arts conference today?" Klin asked.

"I didn't know at first. When I came back, I sensed that your auras were all here, so I came over to take a look. Now I understand everything." Sun Wukong explained.

"Dad!" Sun Wutian was also very excited and quickly threw himself into Sun Wukong's arms.

"Ah... Wutian has grown so big?" Sun Wukong was surprised and gently stroked Sun Wutian's head.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong looked at Calorie not far away.

"Eh? Isn't this my brother Calorie? You have grown so big too." Sun Wukong smiled and greeted Calorie.

Calorie stood on tiptoes and hummed, squinting at Sun Wukong and ignoring it.

"Call me brother!" Ji Nei slapped Calorie on the back of the head.

Calories: “…”

Am I your biological son?

"Haha..." Sun Wukong smiled sheepishly.

"Be polite!" Ji Nei grabbed Calorie's ear and ordered again, "Did you hear that?"

"Brother..." Calorie yelled reluctantly.

"Will Calorie also come to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Of course." Calorie hummed.

"That's good, that's good." Sun Wukong didn't say much.

"Kakarot, is it great to come back from the future?" Vegeta had been watching with cold eyes, and finally couldn't help it, and chuckled, "I tell you, I am the strongest God of Destruction in the future! After all, you It’s just a Kaiōshin, and Kaiōshin is not as powerful as the God of Destruction, don’t you know this truth?”

"It is true that in all the major universes now, Kaiohshin is not as powerful as the God of Destruction." Sun Wukong admitted and nodded, "But through hard work and practice, Kaiohshen can one day become a being that surpasses the God of Destruction."

"Then I'll wait for this day to come." Vegeta raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a slight arc.

"Vegeta, it seems that you have practiced well over the years." Sun Wukong responded with a smile.

"Huh, you'll find out soon enough," Vegeta hummed.

"Registration is about to close, so let's not chat for now. Let's sign up first." Piccolo suddenly said from the side.

Sun Wukong and others came forward to sign up one after another.

"Huh? Saiyan Masked Superman?" When the staff heard Sun Wuhan's name, they were a little confused for a moment.

"What happened?" Sun Wukong expressed confusion.

When it comes to calories.

"Youth group? What kind of youth group?" Calorie's little face darkened and he glared at the staff.

"Yes, the youth group! Those aged 15 and under belong to the youth group!" the staff explained simply.

"Try saying something again!" Calorie got angry and slapped his palm on the table.

"Crack!"

The registration table was broken into several pieces on the spot.

The staff was so frightened that they looked extremely embarrassed.

"I want to join the adult group, please change it for me! Otherwise I will punch you to death!" Calorie threatened, shaking his fist.

"This..." The staff felt like their hearts were bursting.

I was threatened by a little kid who was only seven years old.

You said it's not too much, right?

"You look like a child at first glance, and you will be recognized if you change it." The staff was not confused at all.

"He's about the same height as me. Why can he participate in the adult group?" Calorie pointed at Klin who was standing aside.

Klin: "..."

What the hell...

I didn't say anything, so I just laid my gun here?

"You have the face of a child, and that gentleman is obviously an adult." The staff member said calmly.

"I don't care, you put me in the adult group!" Calorie was unhappy and yelled at the staff.

"boom!"

Ji Nei stepped forward with a cold face and slapped Calorie on the back of the head. At that time, Calorie staggered several times and fell to the ground.

"Don't cause trouble! This is the organizing committee's rule!" Ji Nei shouted angrily.

Calorie remained silent and rubbed the painful area.

Sun Wutian and Trunks also looked at each other and had no choice but to participate in the youth group competition.

Colin was secretly amused.

Fortunately, you all joined the youth group competition.

If you really participate in the adult group, I feel it would be better for me not to participate in the competition.

After registration ended, everyone walked forward.

At the intersection in front, Sun Wukong and others waved goodbye to the family members who did not participate in the competition.

"Everyone has to work hard." Bulma waved her hand.

Subsequently, a total of 11 people including Sun Wukong, Sun Gohan, Vegeta, Kel, Piccolo, No. 21, No. 16, Krillin, Calorie, Sun Wutian and Trunks participated in this world's best martial arts conference.

In this team, there are 8 people in the adult group and 3 people in the youth group.

Sun Wukong and others walked towards the venue of the qualifying competition.

"Everyone, please hurry up, the preliminaries will begin soon." A staff member from the front immediately greeted Sun Wukong and others.

Sun Wukong and others speeded up their pace a little.

"Klin, weren't you bald before?" Sun Wukong turned to ask Klin who was standing aside.

"I shaved my head before! I remember telling you about it!" Klin explained.

Sun Wukong suddenly turned around again and caught a glimpse of No. 21 appearing behind him.

"Huh? Number 21? Aren't you number 21?" Sun Wukong was surprised.

"You only see it now?" No. 21 snorted.

"And there's No. 16?" Sun Wukong looked at No. 16 on the side again.

"Sun Wukong, don't forget, I was created because I wanted to kill you." No. 16 said expressionlessly.

Sun Wukong: "..."

"This guy still hates me." Sun Wukong was speechless.

"No. 21 and I lived at Teacher Wu Tian's place, and we also gave birth to a child, the little girl just now." Klin lowered his voice and explained in a low voice with a blushing face.

"Ah? What did you say? You scared me!" Sun Wukong was even more surprised and asked hurriedly, "Can she have children even if she is a robot?"

"She is not a robot. She became so powerful after being injected with serum." Klin explained.

"The question is, we live with Grandpa Turtle Immortal... Is that little girl really your child?" Sun Wukong scratched his head.

Krillin: "????"

"Wukong, what did you say?" Klin felt like his whole body was not feeling well.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay." Sun Wukong laughed.

Klin: "..."

Do I need to get a paternity test?

This guy Wukong looks more and more like Luo Tian.

You learned Luo Tian's shamelessness.

"Excuse me, where are you from?" The beautiful female reporter stepped forward to interview Vegeta at the front.

Vegeta ignored it and walked past the female reporter with a cold face.

Piccolo followed Vegeta, also paying no attention to them.

"These two people are so rude." The female reporter was speechless. "I am so beautiful and cute... at least say hello to me."

Photographer: "..."

It will really put your face on the line.

"Excuse me, where are you from?" The female reporter stepped forward to interview Sun Wukong and others.

"I just came back from the future time and space." Sun Wukong told the truth, "Then I rushed over immediately."

The female reporter was confused after hearing this.

"squeak!"

Piccolo's heart moved, and the invisible energy shattered the camera in the photographer's hand.

The photographer and the beautiful female reporter were both shocked.

"What happened? It's really strange." The female reporter was shocked.

"What I just took was completely ruined!" The photographer was on the verge of crying. "This camera is very expensive... Do I have to pay for it?"

Sun Wukong and others marched forward and arrived at the open-air venue for the qualifiers.

"Ahhh...it's you!" A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses looked at Sun Wukong and others with excitement, his expression becoming more and more surprised.

Sun Wukong and Klin also recognized the middle-aged uncle at a glance.

When the two of them participated in the world's best martial arts competition for the first time, it was this middle-aged uncle who was the referee.

Now nearly 30 years have passed, and the middle-aged man has transformed from the young man he once was to a Mediterranean-style head.

"Today is really a memorable day. I can't believe that I can meet you again." The middle-aged uncle said excitedly, "I miss you so much. I have been waiting for your appearance."

With that said, the middle-aged uncle stepped forward and shook hands with Sun Wukong cordially.

"The one who defeats Shahru is not Mr. Satan, but you." The middle-aged uncle lowered his voice and asked with a smile.

"This...how should I put it...this matter is more troublesome to explain." Sun Wukong scratched his head.

"To be honest, the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament has become very boring without you, and the level of the competition is getting worse and worse!" The middle-aged uncle continued, "We are all here together, right? The future is really bright!"

Having said this, the middle-aged uncle suddenly thought of something, stretched his neck and greeted Piccolo behind Sun Wukong: "Please don't destroy the competition venue like last time."

"Stop talking!" Piccolo snorted.

"Dear contestants present, the qualifying competition for the World's Best Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin!"

At this time, a radio rang.

"Excluding the youth group, there are a total of 198 contestants in this conference! Only 16 contestants can stand out in the qualifiers!"

"However, the conference has already granted permission for the world champion, Mr. Satan, not to participate in the qualifiers and to appear as a seeded player."

"So now we just need to select the remaining 15 contestants!"

"Hahaha, I believe you will definitely qualify for the finals!" The middle-aged uncle waved to Sun Wukong and others, "See you on stage later."

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded.

"For the sake of fairness and justice, the conference decided to use a strength testing machine for the preliminaries. The 15 players with the highest strength values ​​will advance to the finals." The staff continued to broadcast with a microphone.

"Strength testing machine? What is that?" Klin was curious.

"Here, we are very honored to invite the world champion Mr. Satan to demonstrate for us." The staff continued, "He will hit the strength testing machine with his fist and let everyone see the value of his punching strength! So, let us use A warm round of applause for Mr. Satan!”

The scene immediately burst into warm applause.

Satan walked majestically from the next room, raised his right fist high, and shouted loudly: "Who in this world can defeat me?"

The applause at the scene became even more enthusiastic.

"This guy is getting more and more arrogant now." Klin sighed.

Many reporters immediately took photos of Mr. Satan.

Piccolo once again released invisible energy, acting on those cameras.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the cameras on the scene exploded one by one.

Satan was stunned, and for a moment he was a little confused about the situation.

The reporters were all stunned and didn't know what was happening.

"Uncle Piccolo?" Sun Wuhan suddenly reacted.

"I destroyed all the cameras brought by the audience. Even if your clothes fall off, your classmates at school won't see it. You can compete with peace of mind." Piccolo looked at Sun Wuhan with a fatherly smile.

"Thank you, Uncle Piccolo." Sun Wuhan felt reassured.

"Gohan, if you and Uncle Piccolo weren't of the same breed... I would have thought he was your father!" Calorie tiptoed and patted Sun Gohan on the shoulder, smiling.

Sun Wufan: "..."

"What did the little brat say?" Kaier said angrily.

"I was just talking casually. Just pretend you didn't hear me." Calorie made a face at Kaier and immediately hid behind Sun Wukong.

"You..." Kaier became even more angry.

"Brother, Kaier wants to hit me." Calorie hurriedly complained to Sun Wukong.

"Calories, where's dad?" Sun Wukong changed the topic.

"Dad has returned to the ninth universe..." Calorie hummed, "I haven't seen him for a long time. Maybe he is dead."

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Have you ever said that about Dad?" Sun Wukong was speechless.

"Generally the more he says this, the longer he lives." Calorie replied plausibly.

Sun Wukong was speechless by this younger brother.

Satan waved his fist glumly, aiming it at the strength testing machine.

"Hey!"

Satan shouted loudly and punched the strength testing machine fiercely.

"Beep!"

Suddenly, a number was displayed on the screen of the strength testing machine.

"The score is displayed, it is 137 points!" the staff immediately exclaimed.

Many players present took a deep breath.

Satan breathed a sigh of relief.

Not bad, good, better than last time.

"Goodbye, everyone, come on!" Satan laughed loudly and waved his fist to say goodbye to everyone. "I am waiting for an opponent who can let me compete seriously."

"After all contestants get their number plates, please line up in front of the strength testing machine for the test." The staff announced, "For the youth group, please gather here!"

"Huh." Calorie walked over gloomily.

Son Goten and Trunks followed.

The next step is to hit the strength testing machine. The scores given by the strength testing machine are used to determine the candidates to appear.

"It's so boring!" Vegeta bared his teeth in hatred.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have participated in such a boring competition.

"Next, No. 84!" the staff member said.

"What a cute little girl, I really want to play against her!" A contestant's eyes lit up and he became very excited.

"I also think that I will press her on the ring and put her in various positions." Another player also said with a smile.

"Boom!"

No. 21 stepped forward and lightly punched the strength testing machine.

"Beep!"

The strength testing machine suddenly popped up a number "328".

The referee was shocked.

The two players just now were even more stunned.

"Sorry, the machine is out of order. Please wait a moment." The staff said quickly.

"Are you using too much force?" Klin asked in a low voice.

"There's nothing I can do about it. This thing is too brittle. I didn't break it with one punch, which would have been a big loss to the general assembly." No. 21 snorted.

The staff came forward and pretended to check the strength testing machine. They found that there was no major problem, so they had to smile bitterly and said: "It seems to have returned to normal. Please try again."

This time, No. 21 punched carefully.

But he still scored a high score of more than "200".

The staff member adjusted his myopia glasses and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Klin stepped forward and punched him.

"No. 85? 192 points!" The staff member was stunned.

Sun Wukong stepped forward and punched lightly.

"No. 86...186 points!" the staff member lost his voice.

"boom!"

Piccolo punched him.

"No. 87, 210 points!" The staff was completely stunned.

Kaier punched lightly and hit a high score of 205.

Sun Wuhan also controlled his strength well and scored 198.

No. 16 controlled his strength and scored a 210.

"The testing machine seems to be completely damaged and cannot be repaired. Go and prepare a new strength testing machine immediately." The staff immediately ordered their subordinates.

"Yes!" His subordinate nodded.

Vegeta stepped forward with a dark face.

When it's my turn, are you going to prepare a new strength testing machine?

I don't have time to wait any longer.

"Get out of the way!" Vegeta snorted coldly, and a purple-red light spot appeared at his fingertips.

The staff was stunned for a moment.

"destroy!"

Vegeta had nothing to be polite about, and flicked the purple-red light point at the strength testing machine.

"Crack!"

Purple-red light spots hit the strength testing machine.

In just an instant, the strength testing machine turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

Everyone present had their eyes widened with astonishment on their faces.

What about the strength testing machine?

Why does it feel like it has turned into quicksand?

However, those quicksands cannot yet touch the essence!

What exactly is going on?

Is this guy a magician?

Sun Wukong suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

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