Chapter 371

In mid-air, Piccolo appeared a few dozen meters away from Krillin, coldly looking at Krillin and calmly saying, "The match is over. Will you admit defeat yourself, or will I send you down?"

Krillin stared heavily at Piccolo, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. He stubbornly floated in mid-air. Upon seeing this, Piccolo suddenly swept a chill over him, then burst into laughter. "A desperate resistance, utterly laughable."

Having said that, Piccolo's sharp demonic fangs gleamed coldly, and his figure suddenly blurred in mid-air, appearing behind Krillin in the blink of an eye. His hand, with its sharp nails, formed a hand blade and slashed fiercely at Krillin's neck. Exhausted, Krillin twisted his body and used his arm to block.

With a bang, although he blocked Piccolo's chop, the violent force erupted at the moment of impact, and Krillin's body flew uncontrollably out of the ring.

"Flight Technique!" Krillin shouted as he was about to fall off the field, regaining his balance.

"Get down."

Piccolo suddenly appeared above Krillin, raised his leg, and a surge of energy, imbued with a heavy aura, condensed in his leg before kicking down with force.

Bang!

The violent impact was too much for Krillin to bear. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body fell like a meteor, crashing into a small hill several kilometers away from the World Martial Arts Tournament venue. With a strong tremor, a gust of wind suddenly spread outwards, and when people looked again, the low hill had been completely shattered.

"Hmph, the match is over." Piccolo crossed his arms and looked on confidently.

"Referee, announce the result."

"Ah... oh." The host, adjusting his sunglasses and looking at the collapsed mountains in the distance, swallowed hard and announced, "Krillin has fallen out of the arena, and the Junior has advanced to the semifinals!"

"Um... is Krillin, the Junior warrior, alright?"

Piccolo coldly replied, "He won't die."

He glanced at Goku again, then snorted coldly, "Goku, I look forward to fighting you. I won't hold back like I am now. You were able to kill the Great Demon King three years ago, and today I will avenge him."

Goku said with a serious expression, "I can defeat you just the same."

Piccolo's cold gaze lingered on Goku for a moment, then he glared fiercely at Old Kami standing beside Goku before turning around and floating back to the roof of Martial Arts Temple to rest.

"Piccolo's strength is extraordinary, Goku, how confident are you!" Old Kami was worried; Piccolo was far stronger than the King Piccolo of the past. Goku calmly replied, "I can defeat him. By the way, host, the next match will start later. I'll go bring Krillin back."

"Oh, oh..." The host was still stunned and hadn't come to his senses when Goku's figure disappeared from sight. He reappeared with the seriously injured Krillin back at the World Martial Arts Tournament venue.

"Eat this Senzu Bean." Goku took out the Senzu Bean.

Krillin took the Senzu Bean and popped it into his mouth. With a crunch, his injuries instantly healed. "I still lost. It's your turn now."

"Hmm." Goku nodded, then leaped up to prepare for the competition.

"Goku, the competition venue for the World Martial Arts Tournament has been completely destroyed. It seems that the rest of the matches cannot proceed. I will contact the organizers to see if the matches can be postponed." The host looked at the bottomless pit where the arena used to be and said with a troubled expression.

No one expected that a single match would destroy the tournament arena so thoroughly; this was a mistake on the part of the organizers.

"No need. Even without a venue, it won't be a big problem for us." Goku shook his head and looked at Suno, who was dressed in white. Suno smiled and flew to Goku's side.

The host stared blankly at Goku and Suno floating in mid-air, unable to come to his senses for a moment.

Chi-Chi explained, "Don't forget the Flight Technique. It's a fundamental application of breath cultivation, and all of us can fight in the sky."

"I see. In that case, the World Martial Arts Tournament continue. The semi-finals will now begin. The two competitors are Goku from the Turtle School and Suno from the Muscle Tower Region."

As the host announced the start of the competition, cheers erupted in the venue, with everyone eagerly anticipating this unique aerial battle.

"Miss Chi-Chi, could you please provide some commentary for us in a moment?" The host, having tasted the benefits of having someone help him, asked Chi-Chi was the most approachable person in the room.

Chi-Chi smiled faintly and did not refuse.

"Goku, please give me your guidance." In the air, Suno's red hair fluttered, and her beautiful face radiated youthful beauty.

"Please!"

Goku didn't stand on ceremony either. After nodding and performing the martial arts greeting, he assumed a fighting stance. Suno returned the greeting with the same serious expression, exuding a natural aura.

Suno had cultivated under Taishang Laojun for four years, and she had undergone a complete transformation compared to when she first High God. However, she still felt immense pressure when facing Goku.

Therefore, she used all her strength from the very beginning of the battle.

In an instant, a fierce wind raged, sandstorms swirled, and intense forces clashed in mid-air. Both fighters possessed thousands of combat power, and their battle exceeded everyone's visual limits. As their battle began, only the sounds of "bang bang bang" collisions erupted in the sky, and streaks of lightning flashed at the points of impact, yet few could clearly see their movements.

Without the restriction of the ground, the two were able to fight in a much wider area, without feeling constrained.

They would occasionally appear thousands of meters in the sky, exchanging punches that left shimmering trails in the air; then they would appear above the clouds, slamming down a fist that instantly shattered large swathes of clouds around them.

All the spectators looked up, as if witnessing a miracle, at the lights that kept appearing in the sky, craning their necks and widening their eyes, but they could not see any people.

At this moment, even high-speed cameras couldn't capture their movements, because machines require human operation, and in a completely unseen environment, how could they possibly capture any action? Unlike ordinary viewers, Tien Shinhan and Chi-Chi were thoroughly enjoying themselves, mentally simulating how they would react if they were the ones fighting.

Appreciating this high-intensity combat is also a form of self-improvement for them.

Whoosh! A gale swept through, and the smooth sky suddenly took on the shape of an inverted funnel. The wind generated by the battle was too strong to suppress and blew in from the sky. Under the gale, people had to close their eyes tightly. Accompanying the battle in the sky, the earth trembled, and an apocalyptic atmosphere arose spontaneously.

Some people were knocked to the ground by the strong wind, and their hearts itch as they listened to the thunderous roar around them.

"What's the situation in the battle?"

"I can't see anything at all!"

"Judging from Miss Chi-Chi's carefree expression, it must be quite an event..."

"I'm so envious of their abilities; they get to witness such a spectacular battle." Some people secretly envied them, rubbing their eyes, but still couldn't see anything.

The match lasted for half an hour. The deafening roar in the sky gradually subsided. Suno's strength was among the Earthling, but he was still no match for Goku. Suno's forehead was covered in sweat, his delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, and he admitted defeat to Goku in a clear voice.

"Goku, you've won this match."

"You flatter me." Goku smiled calmly, the fierce battle not affecting his breathing at all.

Suno brushed a strand of red hair from her cheek and said speechlessly, "You're so strong it's like a monster. You haven't even used your true abilities."

Goku scratched the back of his head sheepishly and smiled, without denying it.

Suno pouted slightly, and with her innocent personality, she fell directly from the sky, walked to the host's side, and conceded defeat. The host, unaware of what had happened, announced Goku's victory after a while.

Next up was Chi-Chi's match against Piccolo. Knowing the vast difference in their abilities, Chi-Chi tested Piccolo's strength briefly before conceding defeat, leaving Piccolo, who wanted to get revenge on Kami, feeling rather bored.

"Next up is the final of this World Martial Arts Tournament. Please welcome Goku and the Junior demon to the stage."

After announcing the match, the host ran over to Tien Shinhan and his team. This was the experience he had summarized from the previous matches. The only regret was that although the match used high-tech camera technology, it still couldn't fully record the intense battle between the two sides. Next time, they must prepare more cameras to record from different angles comprehensively.

"Goku, I will avenge myself and kill you. Then the whole world will be mine." Piccolo expression ferocious.

I will stop you.

Goku cracked his wrists and twisted his neck, making a snapping sound.

Piccolo smiled sullenly, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "I'll show you the results of my years of training. To defeat you, I underwent rigorous training in the Demon Realm. Now it's time to show my skills." His cold face gradually turned serious. Piccolo took off his cloak, then removed his hat and wrist guards.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several heavy objects landed on the ground, making it seem as if tons of weight had fallen from the sky, creating a deep crater with a loud thud. After unloading his weights, Piccolo's expression became much more relaxed, and his aura became even stronger, his imposing presence making everyone breathless.

Tien Shinhan and the others suddenly changed color.

Krillin swallowed hard, his voice trembling, and he said incredulously, "Piccolo is carrying such a heavy load, and he can still fight? Hey, just how strong is he?"

Chi-Chi's bright eyes sparkled, and she said in a cool voice, "It was 8,000 combat power just now, and now... it's probably risen to 15,000!"

"Goku is in trouble this time." Tien Shinhan's expression was grave.

"It's unbelievable that Piccolo is so strict with himself. How is Goku supposed to cope with such power..." Old Kami's face was filled with horror, but he felt strange. According to King Piccolo's previous personality, if he could give people despair, he would do so immediately. He shouldn't have burdened himself by deliberately hiding his strength, much less abide by the rules of humans to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament.

In a daze, Old Kami sensed that Piccolo's personality had changed somewhat. His targeting of Goku seemed more like a desire to compete than, as he claimed, to eliminate obstacles to world domination.

Seeing Piccolo unleash his full power, Goku grinned excitedly.

"Haha, I knew you were hiding your strength all along, but I didn't expect you to be so strong! Hehe, this is more interesting!" Goku laughed heartily.

Piccolo glanced at him and said coldly, "You can still laugh?"

"Of course, that's what makes it interesting!" Goku's expression turned serious. "Now that you've shown your true strength, I'll have to get serious too."

"You mean, you're also hiding something?" Piccolo stared intently at Goku, but couldn't detect any signs of carrying a heavy load on him.

"Certainly."

Goku laughed loudly and pressed his wrist a few times. Piccolo then noticed a small bracelet on his wrist.

"Hehe, that's Gravity Bracelet I made. It allows me to adjust the gravity around me at will." From the stands, Bulma proudly waved a delicate bracelet on her wrist. It was a matching bracelet with the one Goku wore, making them a couple's bracelet.

"Gravity Bracelet have been common on Planet Sadala for a long time."

Tights glanced at Bulma and said calmly.

Bulma wasn't angry at all, and said smugly, "The bracelet on Planet Sadala can only reduce gravity, and it doesn't help with cultivation at all. Mine is made based on the principle of Gravity Chamber. I put a lot of thought into miniaturizing it."

Roland was surprised. "Your invention this time is quite practical. Prepare a few for me in a while." Bulma was an absolute genius. When she was young, she often invented things that didn't make much sense, such as a watch that could shrink people. Apart from playing around, it was basically useless.

However, this Gravity Bracelet is genuinely helpful for cultivation.

Wearing this, the bulky Gravity Chamber can be rendered obsolete.

"Sure, I'll make you a few after the World Martial Arts Tournament," Bulma readily agreed. Roland, understanding her situation, said, "No need to rush, we can make them after your wedding."

"How strong is Goku now? Is he a match for Piccolo?" Tights asked with concern.

Bulma, concerned about her fiancé's victory, also listened intently. Roland swept his aura over Goku's side and stated bluntly, "After the gravity is removed, Goku's fighting power is around 15,000, similar to Piccolo's."

"It's alright."

Tights her lips. This number was inferior to her son Luo Fei, and far inferior to Askari.

"That would make the situation evenly matched!"

Master Roshi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the power difference wasn't too great, he didn't need to worry about Goku's situation. After all, Goku had grown up fighting since he was a child, so he didn't need to worry about his fighting talent.

"Your method of measuring combat power is quite good. Let's see how much combat power I have!" Master Roshi asked curiously.

"Yeah, how strong is Master Roshi?" Oolong asked.

"Around one hundred and thirty."

"Only this much?" Master Roshi was in disbelief. He was the God of Martial Arts, after all, and his disciples all had combat power of several thousand or even tens of thousands. How could he only have a little over a hundred points? He was quite shocked!

"Tao Pai Pai only has a combat power of a little over a hundred. How do you compare to him?" Roland said calmly. In terms of combat ability, Tao Pai Pai is stronger than Master Roshi, after all, Tao Pai Pai kills as soon as he makes a move.

Master Roshi was speechless for a moment. He pouted and suddenly felt a sense of sadness that the times had made him obsolete. However, he quickly cheered up. Anyway, he was already too old to compete with the young people. His Master Roshi's success made him proud.

Besides, wouldn't it be better to spend so much time watching more DVDs and gaining insights into the true meaning of life?

After Goku removed his weights, a surge of immense power washed over him like waves. Piccolo opened his eyes, somewhat surprised, and said, "You actually hid so much power! That really surprises me! I can use you as a whetstone to refine my power, just as a little entertainment before I conquer the world."

"Just like last time, you won't succeed," Goku said confidently.

"Snort!"

Piccolo scoffed disdainfully, and the surging ki within him began to clash with Goku's ki. Instantly, a chilling aura swept over them, and the temperature began to drop sharply. Even the laymen in the audience could feel the difference in the atmosphere.

Several sharp-eyed people noticed Piccolo's green skin, especially the two tentacles exposed after the fur was removed... A familiar figure flashed into their minds, and fear gradually appeared on their faces.

"Wow, this guy looks so much like King Piccolo!"

"He looks much younger than King Piccolo."

"That makes sense." The more the others looked, the more they felt that Piccolo was very similar to King Piccolo from three years ago, except that the other was much younger and much older.

"His name is 'Junior King Piccolo...?" Panic began to creep in, and the timid started to move away from the World Martial Arts Tournament. At the same time, the live television broadcast showed Piccolo's full appearance, and when people all over the world saw Piccolo's face, the fear hidden in their hearts finally erupted.

The capital of the Earth Kingdom.

In the King Furry's office, a group of officials were also watching the grand World Martial Arts Tournament. After all, with the promotion of martial arts, a major event like the World Martial Arts Tournament had become important in their eyes.

"Do you think this Junior might be King Piccolo?" the King Furry asked worriedly.

"Judging from their appearances, they do look somewhat alike."

"But King Piccolo was clearly killed by Mr. Goku. If King Piccolo were still alive, why would he participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament?"

"The power they displayed was simply beyond our ability to handle."

The King Furry nodded, his heart filled with unease. "The power of martial artists is beyond our comprehension. I hope Mr. Goku can turn the tide once again and defeat them. If he fails, it will likely be another disaster."

Everyone nodded, then watched the live broadcast on television with worry.

On the battlefield, Piccolo and Goku stared at each other for a long time, both ready. Suddenly, a streak of light flashed, Goku instantly disappeared from his spot, launching an attack on Piccolo with lightning speed. Piccolo's eyes were deep, and he licked his lips as he began to meet the attack.

"Goku, you will definitely lose to me this time!"

"You are the loser."

Goku remained calm, adjusting the rhythm of the battle.

The two fighters displayed similar skill levels, one attacking and the other defending, their moves well-balanced and sharp; each strike, if it landed on Earth, would cause immense destruction.

Wow!

Piccolo stepped forward, his arm suddenly extending, swirling in the air like a long snake, blocking all of Goku's paths.

Faced with Piccolo's attack, Goku leaned back, constantly shifting his position, but always maintained a calm smile on his face.

A fierce battle raged on, filled only with dazzling flashes of light and the sounds of intense fighting, yet no one could be seen. Even Chi-Chi and Tien Shinhan could no longer make out the fighting. Among those present, only Roland, with his sharp and discerning eyes, kept a close eye on the intense battle, nodding and shaking his head as he assessed the gains and losses of both sides.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, how is Goku? Is he hurt?" Bulma asked anxiously.

Roland crossed her arms and calmly watched. "It's alright, a barely manageable draw."

Bulma sighed, "I couldn't even see a single thing during such an intense battle. Next time, we need to develop a machine specifically for viewing battle footage."

"Mr. Roland, I've wanted to ask you this for a long time. How were you able to see Goku and the others' movements? Are you even stronger than them?" Master Roshi knew that Roland was no ordinary person, but as for his martial arts skills, he still couldn't see through him.

"Brother Roland is very powerful; his strength is far beyond your imagination."

At this moment, Oolong muttered a few words. It would never forget the time when it was collecting the Dragon Ball with Bulma, and how Goku, who had transformed into Great Ape, was beaten up by her. You have to know that Goku in his Great Ape Transformation was just as terrifying as he is now, but in Roland's hands, he was quite miserable, constantly being beaten and ravaged, and then knocked unconscious by a Ki Blast.

Now that Goku has become so powerful, Roland must be even more powerful.

Master Roshi asked in surprise, "You've seen Oolong before?"

"Certainly."

"My power is nothing special; I can destroy the Earth with just one finger," Roland said calmly. Destroying a planet is not difficult; Frieza, with a power level of 530,000, could do it in his normal state.

Roland's words, though seemingly casual, truly stunned Master Roshi. The old man trembled, exclaiming incredulously, "You can actually destroy a planet?"

"A warrior with a combat power of over 10,000 like Goku could easily destroy all species on a planet. I'm stronger than him, so destroying a planet wouldn't be difficult for me."

Master Roshi's throat felt a little dry, and he had to admit that what the other person said made sense.

Tights glanced disdainfully at Master Roshi and said, "Don't make a fuss, my Luo Fei's combat power has reached 20,000!"

"Ah, that brat too..." Master Roshi's eyes widened. Back when Luo Fei was born, he was invited to his birth banquet because of Goku. Only a few years had passed, and that brat had actually gained such power.

"What a terrible family."

"Alright, let's continue watching the match. Their battle will be decided soon." Roland patted Tights's hand. Why did he have to scare this old man like that? It would be troublesome if he had a heart attack.

The group then looked back at the battlefield, where the battle had reached a fever pitch. Neither Goku nor Piccolo could defeat the other, and they could only continuously deplete their stamina. Soon, both of them were covered in wounds, with blood trickling from their mouths.

Golden light flashed and thunder roared in the sky, making it seem as if the sky was about to explode, but ordinary people couldn't see a single trace.

Boom!

Two energy waves collided high in the sky, creating a surging energy storm that swept outwards.

Sizzle!

A cluster of figures flashed, Goku burst forth from the tide of energy, delivering a powerful punch to Piccolo. Piccolo swiftly placed his arm over his chest, and the force of the impact sent both of them flying hundreds of meters backward.

Goku performed dozens of backflips in the air, then with a "whoosh," he charged forward again, arriving beside Piccolo with lightning speed and delivering a punch.

"Hmph!" Piccolo's expression tightened, his green cheeks turned ashen, and he quickly flipped to the side, grabbing a handful of air with one hand. Crack! Crystalline cracks filled the void, and the entire sky shattered like glass. With a forceful push, he sprang away with a "whoosh."

BOOM!!

Goku's attack missed.

Just then, Piccolo, panting, moved swiftly, his finger pressed against his forehead, and suddenly unleashed an attack on Goku.

"Special Beam Cannon!!"

"Super Kamehameha!!" Goku also fought back fiercely.

A deep blue Ki Blast lit up, and then two incredibly violent clusters of energy collided midway. The dazzling and intense impact immediately exploded into an incomparably brilliant light, like a star exploding in the sky. The huge roar formed visible shockwaves radiating outwards, and the violent collision generated a powerful and swift storm that instantly dispersed all the clouds within a radius of a hundred miles.

The two energies, deep blue and light green, churned and devoured each other, generating scorching heat—an impact capable of destroying civilizations.

Rumble!!

The intense wind pressure raged downwards, plunging the entire Southeast Island into a crisis of destruction in an instant. At this moment, Chi-Chi, Suno, Tien Shinhan, and the others could no longer sit still and all took action to resist the impact from the sky.

"The Thunder Shock Surprise!"

"Destructo Disc!"

"Tri-Beam!"

"Dodon Ray!"

"Kamehameha!"

Blue, red, and gold energies spread upwards, resisting the turbulence created by the energy impact of Goku and Piccolo. However, although their strength was among the best on Earth, it was still far inferior to that of Goku and his Goku. Even with their full strength, they were still unable to withstand the impact of the energy turbulence.

Just when they were about to despair, Roland sighed and slapped his palm towards the sky. Instantly, a giant palm that converged inward struck the scattered energy turbulence, completely shattering all the storms within Sumeru.

We're saved!

"Goku, really! Doesn't he consider that there are so many people below?" Bulma complained.

"He got carried away in the heat of the battle and couldn't control himself," Roland chuckled.

"So, what was the result? Did Goku win?"

"See for yourself."

After things calmed down, Bulma and the others looked up at the sky and saw Goku and Piccolo floating in the air, both seriously injured. Goku's martial arts uniform was completely torn, his upper body was exposed, and he was steaming. In contrast, Piccolo was in a much worse state, with one arm hanging down and blood flowing continuously.

"I won!" Goku panted, a smile spreading across his face.

Piccolo's face turned grim. Just as he was about to make a final struggle, he saw Roland smiling at him from below, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his brow.

"How come this guy World Martial Arts Tournament too?!" Piccolo's pupils constricted as he murmured to himself, the unforgettable memory of his defeat two years ago flooding back.

He struggled for a moment, his face contorted with rage, and said, "You've won this time, but I won't give up."

"Goku, I'll come back to find you again next time!"

"I'll be waiting," Goku said confidently.

"Hmph!" Piccolo glanced coldly at Goku, then looked at Roland, before arrogantly turning his head away and flying off alone towards the horizon before the referee could announce the result of the match, quickly disappearing from sight.

The host paused for a moment, then announced loudly, "The Junior has forfeited and left the stage. I now declare Goku the champion of the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament! Congratulations to Goku for winning the 22nd and 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament!"

The world erupted in excitement when the results of the match were announced!

Goku's power greatly inspired them, especially the extraordinary strength he displayed in front of everyone, which earned him the admiration of all in a very short time. Goku's power has deeply resonated with the people.