After leaving the alley, He-El no longer paid attention to Tien Shinhan.
He had already given him the opportunity. He-El did appreciate Tien Shinhan, but he had done enough. If Tien Shinhan did not come looking for him after burying his master, He-El would no longer concern himself with him.
Back at the Martial Arts Temple, the monks had already made the arrangements. The blond host in a black suit had begun an enthusiastic opening ceremony atop the outdoor arena. He-El returned backstage and went over to Master Roshi, Goku, Krillin, Yamcha, Puar, and Piccolo.
Yamcha's face was still unnaturally pale, while Puar looked utterly listless. It was clear that both had suffered serious injuries during Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu's preliminary matches.
"Yamcha, Puar, how are you two? Can you keep going?" He-El asked when he saw them.
"I'm fine." Yamcha's face turned painfully pale as he replied.
His injuries were rather severe.
At this point in time, Tien Shinhan had originally been stronger than even Goku. He had beaten Yamcha so badly in the arena that Yamcha needed hospitalization, then defeated Goku to become the champion of this World Martial Arts Tournament.
Now, Yamcha had changed greatly under He-El's guidance. Although an earthling was inherently inferior to Tien Shinhan's three-eyed alien physique and strength, Yamcha had still changed his fate of defeat at Tien Shinhan's hands through the martial arts He-El had taught him. He had eliminated Tien Shinhan in the preliminaries.
Still, Tien Shinhan's strength was not something that could be dealt with casually. Yamcha had also been gravely injured and was in a difficult state, but he stubbornly endured, still wanting to continue competing.
In truth, his injuries were extremely severe, and he was having a hard time holding on.
"I'm a little weak. I probably can't