A Surprising Venue

"So, you came to me just to find an opponent for your disciples?"

Vegapunk looked at Master Roshi with a surprised expression, and Master Roshi simply nodded:

"After much thought, I believe that perhaps only you, the scientist, on the entire planet could create a powerful warrior comparable to my disciples!"

"There's still a week until the World Martial Arts Tournament. I just wonder if you, Doctor, can create those powerful warriors within that week..."

Vegapunk rolled his eyes. "Are you kidding me? You just ate a Devil Fruit and your power level jumped from less than 200 to 1800 in one go, didn't you?"

Even a small amount of work he does is enough to create thousands of ordinary units with combat power or less. Not to mention that he now has Fungus Modified Human No. 1. Any ordinary person can instantly become a movie version of Superman just by wearing Fungus Modified Human No. 1.

"Don't worry, this time, leave Kid Goku and the others to me at the World Martial Arts Tournament! I'll definitely make sure they're satisfied!"

Seeing the smile on Vegapunk's lips, Master Roshi had a bad feeling. He didn't want it to be too much of a blow to his students!

In the end, however, Master Roshi didn't say much. Young people shouldn't suffer too many setbacks. Anyway, Vegapunk knew what he was doing and wouldn't kill or cripple his own students.

But Vegapunk had a different thought in mind:

"The World Martial Arts Tournament? It would be too boring to have only the Cyborg I created participate. Why not just bring people from other worlds over too!"

"We'll follow the principle of voluntariness; let those who want to come and give it a try!"

"However, if we calculate it this way, the combat power in the Hokage and Pirate World seems a bit low. Even after my modifications, there aren't many characters with a combat power of over 100 in those two worlds. It seems we still need to temporarily strengthen them!"

"I wonder how many people will be willing to come..."

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and Vegapunk quickly gathered his subordinates who were willing to participate in the martial arts tournament.

Only Might Guy came to the Ninja World, since ninjas aren't particularly interested in martial arts tournaments, especially powerful ninjas who are used to protecting information.

Although the Ninja World has long since become peaceful, and all the so-called intelligence has been collected by the Chakra Network, the older generation's cautious and conservative habits haven't changed much, after all, the period of peace has only lasted a few years.

As for the Pirate World, there are many people who want to come. Most pirate adventurers don't know what fear is, so when they hear about something as interesting as the World Martial Arts Tournament, they are naturally very interested.

The entire Straw Hat Pirates rushed over, including Kozuki Hiyori and her daughter from Vegapunk's crew, Ace and Marco, as well as Shanks, Hawkeye Mihawk, and a group of others who had heard the news and came to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament with great curiosity.

Hancock and Stussy, Vegapunk's direct subordinates, did not participate. After all, now that Vegapunk has the ability to create clones, his main body has remained in the Pirate World and is working to restore Pirate World ecosystem. Naturally, his direct subordinates have been helping him.

As for the One-Punch Man World, a total of six people came: Atomic Samurai, Silver Fang, the Tatsumaki and Fubuki sisters, and finally the Caped Baldy and his underling Genos.

Saitama wasn't interested in the World Martial Arts Tournament, but after hearing that the world possessed the Dragon Ball, which could grant any wish, he immediately rushed over—according to Genos, upon receiving the news, Saitama excitedly shouted that his hair loss was finally saved!

Although Vegapunk felt that Saitama shouldn't be worried about hair loss at all—after all, he had no hair left to lose, he was just a simple bald man.

Of course, although Saitama came to the Dragon Ball World, he had no intention of participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament. After all, even if he won the World Martial Arts Tournament, he wouldn't be able to spend the money in the Dragon Ball world in the One-Punch Man World.

Given his aversion to trouble, he naturally had no interest in participating in the martial arts tournament.

However, after Vegapunk did some calculations, he felt it was about right. Those who were willing to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament all had a combat power of over 100 points. For example, Tatsumaki, with her superpowers alone, had a combat power of tens of thousands.

When Master Roshi arrived at the World Martial Arts Tournament venue with his three disciples, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Wow... that's amazing! The World Martial Arts Tournament is actually held in the sky?!"

"This is so cool! I never imagined that the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament would have such a large venue and so many people!"

"Master Roshi, did you guys used to fight in the sky?!"

Faced with the questions from his three disciples, Master Roshi was completely bewildered. Looking at the magical scene before him that was far beyond his imagination, he almost babbled out.

Before them lay a landmass the size of a small city, lifted from the ground into the sky to a height of nearly a hundred meters, with no supporting structure beneath it. It was impossible to imagine how this landmass could be suspended in mid-air.

Around that landmass were numerous stone slabs floating in mid-air, which acted like stairs, connecting the land with the city in the sky. The only surprising thing was the height difference between the stone slabs, which was at least five meters.

Normal people don't have the ability to jump five meters in one leap, and they can't even climb up if they wanted to. Only martial artists who have achieved mastery of their skills can use this aerial path to go directly to the city in the sky.

In addition, there are many elevators descending from Sky City, where large numbers of ordinary people are queuing up to take the giant elevators to Sky City.

"What... what on earth is going on!?"

Master Roshi examined the map in his hand repeatedly. Yes, these coordinates were indeed the venue for the World Martial Arts Tournament, but... when did the World Martial Arts Tournament grow to this size? And what's with this Sky City? What kind of bizarre high-tech gadgets did they use?!

In Master Roshi's mind, the World Martial Arts Tournament was just a venue the size of a small stadium, a ring not much bigger than a basketball court, with at most a few thousand spectators, equivalent to a relatively niche sporting event, right?

As for what's right in front of us, even the Olympics and the World Cup are nowhere near comparable, right?

Seeing the surprised expression on Master Roshi's face, Krillin, Mocha, and the others exchanged bewildered glances. Clearly, Master Roshi had not expected such a change.

"But, the city in the sky... could it be related to that person?"

Master Roshi muttered a couple of words, and Yamcha Krillin quickly realized what he meant:

"Dr. Vegapunk? The World Martial Arts Tournament is actually related to him?!"

"I can't understand how anyone else could have done such a miracle!"

Master Roshi shook his head. He had only asked Master Roshi for a week's help, but he hadn't expected him to change the venue for the World Martial Arts Tournament!

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you, Old Turtle, to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament! Looks like you heard about it too?"

A sharp laugh rang out, Master Roshi frowned, turning his head to see an old man with a crane-shaped hat on his head, whose demeanor was quite similar to his own, walking over.

Although their clothes and appearances were different, and one looked like a crane and the other like an old tortoise, they always seemed to have a certain synchronicity in their subtle temperament.

"It's A-He! I didn't expect you to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament. Could it be that you lost too many times in the tournament back then, so you want to take on the younger generation this time?"

Master Roshi's words seemed to provoke the guy called Tsuru, who spoke coldly and sharply:

"That's right, I did participate in the martial arts tournament three times back then, and I lost to you all the time, but things are different now! I now have a disciple with potential that surpasses mine! The winner of this World Martial Arts Tournament will surely be our Crane School!"

"We, the Crane School, are determined to claim that 1 billion Sony bounty!"

"What?"

Master Roshi's expression changed instantly, and he was immediately dumbfounded. It wasn't that he was surprised by Master Shen's mention of disciples. He was joking, wasn't he? The disciples of my Turtle School are the best in the world, okay? If I hadn't made some physical modifications, I couldn't even beat the weakest of my three disciples!

Unless you, the Crane School, find Piccolo to be your apprentice, you are destined to lose this time.

What truly surprised him was what Master Shen had mentioned: a billion Sony! In his memory, wasn't the prize money for the World Martial Arts Tournament only 500,000?

No wonder Master Shen rushed over to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament without hesitation. Ten billion Sony! That's 2,000 times more than the usual champion's prize money!

"What? The champion gets a billion-dollar prize!"

Master Roshi was surprised, and his three disciples were even more surprised. Kid Goku stretched out his fingers, counted on his head, and his eyes started to glaze over. He had no idea how big a number a billion was.

Krillin and Yamcha were instantly filled with fighting spirit—a billion yen prize! It was more than enough to make them go all in. However, seeing Kid Goku standing beside them was like a bucket of cold water being poured over their heads. All their ambition was extinguished.

The battles over the past few months have made Krillin and Yamcha realize how terrifying Kid Goku is. If the two of them don't use the Fusion Technique, they are no match for Kid Goku and can't even withstand a single blow from him!

Krillin's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Kid Goku, who was still counting on his fingers. He immediately put his arm around Kid Goku's shoulder.

"Wukong! When you become successful, don't forget your fellow disciples!"

Yamcha was slightly taken aback, but he quickly realized what was happening. However, he wasn't as shameless as Krillin, so he just twitched his lips.

"Heh, stop dreaming! I told you, the prize money for the World Martial Arts Tournament will definitely be our Crane School's, right? Tien Shinhan!"

Following Master Shen's words, a bald, three-eyed, tall, and well-proportioned boy also walked over, accompanied by a child who looked like a little zombie, floating in mid-air.

Tien Shinhan's gaze swept over the Turtle School group, revealing a scrutinizing expression that subtly carried a hint of hostility and arrogance:

"Of course, the victor this time will definitely be our Crane School!"

"Hey! Senior brother? Junior nephew! You've also come to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament!"

A surprised voice came from behind, and the group from the Turtle School and the Crane School all turned their heads to look. They saw a man with a small braid and the character for "kill" on his chest walking over.

"Junior brother?"

Master Shen opened his mouth, looked at his junior brother, and a look of doubt appeared on his face:

"Don't you never participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament? Why are you here again this time?"

My junior brother is the number one assassin in the world. He has never been interested in places like martial arts tournaments where you can't intentionally kill people!

At this moment, Master Shen's junior brother, the world's number one assassin Mercenary Tao, slightly pursed his lips after hearing his senior brother's question:

"There's no way around it, senior brother, the prize money for this conference is just too high!"

Well, such a simple sentence immediately silenced Master Shen, and at the same time, he showed a look of worry.

My junior brother is no pushover. Even without years of training, I can't guarantee I'd be his match, let alone Tien Shinhan now.

In the original story, Tien Shinhan participated in the World Martial Arts Tournament five years later. At that time, Tien Shinhan was stronger than Mercenary Tao. However, now, Tien Shinhan is definitely no match for Tao Pai Pai, who is currently at his peak.

Just as Master Shen was hesitating and even considering whether he should participate in the martial arts tournament, a sharp aura suddenly made him frown.

"Please make way."

A soft voice sounded, Master Shen moved his body slightly aside. A man with golden Hawk Eyes and a huge black cross-shaped sword on his back walked out from behind him. His mere aura made people feel as if they were being cut.

The man glanced at the stone steps before him, then leaped lightly. The five-meter-high stone steps seemed like an ordinary staircase. With a few leaps, the man disappeared from the stone steps and entered the Sky City.

"So strong!"

Tien Shinhan frowned, vaguely sensing that the man with Hawk Eyes was definitely not an ordinary opponent.

This World's World Martial Arts Tournament is unprecedented in scale and rewards, and it seems to have unearthed quite a few Gyūki!