Spopovich

Videl stared at the fragments of the Punching Machine on the ground, disbelief written all over her face.

The Punching Machine was no punching bag. Even her father might not have been able to smash it apart.

Thinking of this, Videl immediately looked at Gohan.

"Gohan, who destroyed this Punching Machine?"

"Well..."

For a moment, Gohan did not know how to answer.

But even if Gohan said nothing, Videl could ask someone else what had just happened.

After learning that Vegeta had destroyed the Punching Machine, Videl began to suspect Gohan and the others' identities.

Meanwhile.

Because of their age, Son Goten and Trunks could only wander around outside and wait for the tournament to begin.

"Goten, how about we enter the tournament too?"

"Us?"

"Yeah, you can let me stand on your shoulders, and then we can pretend to be adults and enter!"

"I think we should... forget it?"

"Why?"

"Because they can't beat me anyway!"

Hearing Son Goten's arrogant bragging, Trunks looked displeased.

"Goten, don't get too full of yourself. I'll definitely become stronger someday and surpass you, Dad, and everyone else!"

Son Goten nodded.

"Then let's go watch my brother and the others compete?"

"Yeah!"

Trunks nodded.

Then, the two entered the spectator stands and waited for the matches to begin.

Once the preliminaries ended, Son Goku and the others successfully advanced into the top sixteen.

Krillin took the stage in the first match and easily defeated his opponent.

Son Goku competed in the second match and also easily defeated his opponent.

Piccolo competed in the third match, and his opponent was East Kaioshin.

"The third match of the World Martial Arts Tournament begins! Contestants Piccolo and Shin, please enter the ring!"

Upon hearing this, Piccolo and East Kaioshin immediately leaped onto the tournament stage.

"Contestants Piccolo and Shin, if there are no other issues, please begin the match."

The two nodded.

As the match began, Piccolo had intended to make a move, but for some reason, his body could not move. It was as though something was suppressing him.

Seeing that neither of them was attacking, the audience immediately urged them to begin.

"What's going on? The match has started, so why aren't they fighting?"

"Piccolo!"

Krillin and the others were equally astonished.

On the tournament stage.

Piccolo was drenched in sweat as he stared at East Kaioshin.

East Kaioshin, meanwhile, looked at Piccolo with a smile.

The two stood there, facing each other for a long time.

The referee standing below the stage could not help but urge them on.

"Contestants Piccolo and Shin, could you please begin the match?"

"Uncle Piccolo!"

Gohan said quietly.

Hearing this, Piccolo glanced at the referee.

"I surrender!"

The referee said, "Surrender?"

The moment those words came out, Krillin and the others were immediately shocked.

"Yeah!"

Piccolo nodded.

"Contestant Piccolo has surrendered. Contestant Shin wins!"

Seeing this, Piccolo immediately jumped down from the tournament stage.

"Uncle Piccolo, what exactly is going on?"

Gohan asked.

"Let's wait until after your match to talk about it!"

"Okay!"

Gohan nodded.

Below the tournament stage.

Trunks looked at Son Goten in confusion.

"Goten, why did Uncle Piccolo surrender?"

"I don't know!"

Son Goten shook his head.

"Could that guy be really strong? Did Uncle Piccolo think he couldn't beat him?"

"M-Maybe!"

"What a shame I can't enter the tournament. Otherwise, I'd really like to fight him!"

As the two chatted, Videl stepped onto the tournament stage.

"Goten, that's your brother's girlfriend!"

Son Goten nodded.

After Videl stepped onto the stage, a tall, muscular bald man walked onto it as well.

The man was named Spopovich. He had once been defeated by Mr. Satan.

"How strong is she? She should be able to beat that big guy, right?"

Trunks asked.

"She's pretty strong, but I don't know if she can beat that big guy!"

"Is that so?"

On the tournament stage.

The referee was introducing Videl to the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, contestant Videl is not only a participant in this tournament, but also the champion of the junior division in the previous World Martial Arts Tournament, and Mr. Satan's daughter!"

"Videl!"

At that moment, a blond-haired man seated in the stands stood up and shouted loudly at Videl.

His name was Sharpner. He was Videl's classmate and admirer.

After Sharpner stood up, Videl's teacher and classmates sitting beside him loudly cheered her on.

Seeing this, Videl waved back at them.

The referee said, "Contestants Videl and Spopovich, if there are no other issues, please begin the match."

The two nodded.

Seeing this, the referee immediately jumped down from the tournament stage.

Videl shouted and charged toward Spopovich like the wind.

In no time, Videl arrived in front of Spopovich and launched a fierce attack with both fists.

Spopovich raised his hands to block Videl's attacks while retreating backward.

Suddenly, Videl delivered a powerful kick with her right leg, striking Spopovich heavily in the neck.

Spopovich's body immediately crashed heavily to the ground.

"Contestant Spopovich is down! The count begins now! Ten, nine, eight..."

When the referee counted to six, Spopovich rose from the ground as though nothing had happened.

Gohan was startled.

Videl frowned slightly.

Still, she believed that she could defeat Spopovich.

"Contestant Spopovich is back on his feet! The match continues!"

Spopovich rolled his neck and smiled at Videl.

Videl shouted and rushed rapidly toward Spopovich.

Bang!!

Videl delivered a flying kick with her right leg, striking Spopovich heavily in the body.

Spopovich's body immediately staggered several steps backward.

The moment Videl's right foot touched the ground, her fists and kicks came at Spopovich like the wind.

Spopovich clenched both hands tightly and attacked Videl as well.

Videl twisted aside, then struck Spopovich hard with both fists in a flurry of blows, forcing him to retreat again and again.

"Ha!"

With a loud shout, Videl once more drove her right foot heavily into Spopovich's neck.

Spopovich's entire neck bent from the kick, and he fell to the ground.

"Contestant Spopovich is down! The count begins now! Ten, nine, eight..."

"Pant, pant..."

Hearing this, Videl immediately began breathing heavily.

When the referee counted to three, Spopovich stood up with his neck still twisted crookedly.

"Is... is this guy impossible to kill?"

Trunks said as he looked at Spopovich's frightening appearance.

At that moment, Spopovich snapped his neck straight and smiled at Videl.