The Terrifying Opponent

After an intense preliminary tournament, the quarterfinals of the 21st The Greatest Under the Heaven Martial Arts Tournament finally arrived.

The foul-smelling Baterian drew first. He drew number two, which meant he would be in the first match.

No matter how skilled or courageous the remaining seven were, none of them wanted to draw that number.

They did not want to, but they still had to draw. Namu drew number six, the dinosaur-man Giron drew number eight, and Yamcha drew number three. They were assigned to different matches.

Half the numbers had been drawn, and it was Krillin's turn.

Krillin tremblingly reached into the box and pulled out a number slip.

But when he saw the number on it, he was struck as if by lightning.

It clearly read "1."

"W-what?!"

Krillin's hair stood on end, and he froze on the spot.

Seeing Krillin like that, Baterian even smiled and licked his lips lecherously. This made Krillin feel even more uneasy.

"Is Mr. Son Goku here? Is Mr. Son Goku here?" The announcer called the names according to the list.

At that moment, Leiyin walked over and said, "Do you mean Son Goku?"

The announcer adjusted his glasses and looked carefully at the list again. "Oh, sorry. Is Mr. Son Goku here?"

Hearing his name, Kid Goku stepped forward. He had drawn number seven, which meant he would be in the final match.

Leiyin had drawn number five and was assigned to the third match, where he would face Namu.

The white-haired old man was named Cheng Long. He had drawn number four and was assigned to the second match, where he would face Yamcha.

No one else knew the identity of the old man who had made it into the quarterfinals, but Leiyin did.

The announcer continued to announce