"Ladies and gentlemen, sorry to keep you waiting! The final match is about to begin!" The referee's voice rang out over the loudspeakers. "Who will be the greatest under the heavens, Son Goku or Maginia? Let's welcome our two finalists to the ring!"
"Okay, it's my turn!" Son Goku rolled his arms and strode toward the ring.
"Go, Goku!" Krillin shouted, cheering him on.
"Mm." Son Goku nodded.
The two quickly stepped into the ring and faced each other.
"Are you ready?" Piccolo asked with a chuckle.
"Ready for what?" Son Goku asked coolly.
"To die, of course!" Piccolo ripped off his cape and flung it behind him with a flourish.
"The final match of the World Martial Arts Tournament begins now!"
Son Goku and Piccolo immediately launched into a fierce exchange of blows.
Their fists and feet clashed repeatedly as they moved at incredible speed, leaving afterimages in the air.
Whoosh!
Piccolo's arm suddenly stretched out like a rubber band, reaching for Son Goku.
Quick as a flash, Son Goku caught Piccolo's arm and hurled him into the air.
Piccolo was sent soaring high above the ring.
Whoosh!
Son Goku shot skyward and threw a punch at Piccolo.
But just as Son Goku closed in, a powerful burst of energy suddenly shot from Piccolo's hand.
The blast engulfed Son Goku.
Boom!
Piccolo fired another Energy Blast.
Son Goku was struck by the blast and sent crashing down onto the ring.
Piccolo still wasn't satisfied. He hurled Energy Blasts at Son Goku below as if they cost him nothing.
Son Goku was beaten to the ground, leaving a crater in the ring.
Piccolo slowly descended from the air and landed beside Son Goku.
"H-he's been knocked down! I'm starting the count!" The referee immediately began counting.
"No need to waste