Punching Machine

Long after, Son Goku finished eating and led Gohan and the others toward the World Martial Arts Tournament venue.

As they left the lounge area, Son Goku saw two men, one tall and one short.

The tall man's skin was entirely red, he looked somewhat old, with long white hair on his head and a red uniform on his body.

The short man's feet were off the ground, his body floating mid-air, with pale purple skin all over, a white punk hairstyle on his head, and a cyan uniform on his body.

These two were Kibito and East Kaioshin.

Seeing the two of them, Son Goku immediately sensed they were out of the ordinary.

"Hello, you're Son Goku, right?"

East Kaioshin smiled and greeted Son Goku.

Son Goku nodded.

"Yeah, I am. May I ask who you are?"

East Kaioshin smiled and said.

"I can't reveal my identity for now, but I'm sure we'll meet on the tournament stage very soon!"

"The tournament stage?"

"Yes, we've also entered this tournament!"

"Is that so!"

"Yeah!"

East Kaioshin nodded.

"Then we'll see each other in the arena!"

With that, East Kaioshin led Kibito toward the lounge area.

Piccolo, standing to one side, did not look very well upon seeing this.

For some reason, he felt a very strong pressure emanating from East Kaioshin.

"What's wrong, Uncle Piccolo?"

"N... nothing!"

With that said, Piccolo followed Son Goku and the others to the preliminary venue of the World Martial Arts Tournament.

This time, the preliminaries for the World Martial Arts Tournament did not eliminate contestants through duels, but rather through punching machines.

Simply put, whoever scored the highest on the punching machine advanced to the top sixteen.

At that moment, Mr. Satan stood in front of a punching machine, preparing to strike it.

Around him stood many reporters holding cameras and filming continuously.

Looking at those cameras, Gohan felt a bit worried that they would photograph him and expose his identity, making the expression on his face very tense.

Noticing Gohan's worry, Piccolo opened his eyes wide and released a powerful aura, causing all the reporters' cameras to explode.

"W... what's going on?"

Seeing their cameras suddenly explode, the reporters were all filled with confusion.

"I destroyed their cameras and video recorders. That way, even if your clothes get torn, your classmates won't find out!"

"Thank you, Uncle Piccolo!"

Gohan looked deeply moved upon hearing that.

"What's going on? What is the meaning of this?"

"Honestly, you media folks are completely useless!"

Seeing that the cameras and video recorders of the reporters and media were all broken, Mr. Satan said with some displeasure.

Immediately, he assumed a punching stance and struck the punching machine with all his might.

Bang!!

Accompanied by a heavy thud, Mr. Satan's right fist struck the punching machine hard.

Two digits instantly appeared on the punching machine's display screen and rapidly ticked upward.

Finally, the numbers stopped at 137.

"137!"

Many passersby who had gathered to watch could not help crying out in exclamation.

Quite a few contestants were also struck with astonishment.

Looking at their startled expressions, Mr. Satan let out a loud laugh.

Then, he walked forward in what he considered to be his most dashing posture.

When he reached an entrance to the martial arts arena, he suddenly turned around and spoke to the contestants.

"Everyone give it your best too, I look forward to someone appearing who can knock me down!"

At that moment, the staff member in charge of the preliminaries spoke to Son Goku and the others.

"Now then, could everyone please collect your numbered tags, line up one by one, and take the punching machine test!"

Hearing this, Son Goku and the others went to draw their numbered tags.

The numbered tags Son Goku and the others drew were quite far back.

Because Mr. Satan's strength was "not bad," nobody had managed to break his record before Son Goku and his group took their turns.

After waiting for a moment, it was László's turn to step up and punch.

"Go easy, László, make sure you don't break the machine!"

Krillin whispered to László.

"I know, can you stop being so nagging?"

László said, looking slightly impatient at being lectured.

With that, László walked up to the punching machine and threw a punch at it.

Bang!!

Accompanied by a heavy thud, three digits appeared on the punching machine, rapidly ticking upward before finally stopping at the value of 774.

"774!"

The staff member standing nearby was dumbfounded upon seeing the number the punching machine stopped on.

The crowd gathered all around stared with dull eyes.

One had to know that before this, the highest score on the punching machine was Mr. Satan's 137 points.

Mr. Satan was the world champion, and he had once "defeated" Cell to save the world.

For his score to be surpassed meant her strength might have already surpassed Mr. Satan's. (Ordinary people's thoughts.)

After recovering from the shock for a moment, the staff member slowly came to their senses and said.

"This punching machine might have malfunctioned. Let me have someone check it first, everyone please wait a moment before testing!"

"So the machine broke down, I knew there was no way her score could surpass Mr. Satan's!"

Hearing this, the surrounding contestants immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Krillin spoke to László again.

"László, I told you to go easy!"

"I know, but this strength is really hard to control!"

At that moment, the staff member "repaired" the machine and smiled as they said to László.

"The punching machine has been fixed, please take the test again!"

László nodded, and with her right hand striking as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water, she threw a punch at the punching machine.

Three digits, 203, instantly appeared on the punching machine.

"T... 203!"

The staff member's eyes widened.

If it had been a machine issue just moments ago, then this time... there was definitely no blaming the machine.

At that moment, Krillin stepped up and scored 192.

"O... 192!"

The staff member said numbly.

Seeing this, Son Goku stepped forward and scored 186.

"O... 186!"

Seeing Mr. Satan's score broken repeatedly, the staff member felt completely numb inside.

At that moment, Piccolo stepped up and punched a score of 210.

The staff member once again suspected a machine malfunction and said to the other staff.

"This punching machine is probably broken. I think we should switch to a brand new one!"

Right at that moment, Vegeta stepped up, swung his right fist fiercely, and directly smashed the punching machine into tiny fragments.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers and contestants were left dumbfounded.

Some contestants were so frightened they directly forfeited, deciding not to participate in the tournament.

Seeing this, Gohan helplessly covered his face with one hand.

He had originally wanted to keep a low profile in front of Videl, but with Vegeta acting like this, there was no way he could keep a low profile.

Sure enough, after Vegeta smashed the punching machine, Videl was quickly drawn over by the commotion on this side.