Bulla and Videl (2)

The 27th World Martial Arts Tournament was held as usual on a small island overseas. This has almost become a tradition of the World Martial Arts Tournament because, as the participants have become stronger, if the venue were to be held in an inland city, any accident could escalate into a huge disaster.

On this day, the sky was hazy, and a light drizzle was falling on the venue of the World Martial Arts Tournament. The raindrops were connected and looked as crystal clear as silk.

Even the inclement weather couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of participants from all over the world.

The bustling streets were packed with people, a cacophony of voices. Among them were competitors who had traveled from all over the world, as well as spectators and martial arts enthusiasts who had come specifically to witness the exciting World Martial Arts Tournament. Sharp-eyed vendors had already secured their stalls, using their best sales pitches to attract the attention of tourists.

Ding ding ding!

The sound of a gong rang out, officially commencing the World Martial Arts Tournament registration process.

Although online registration was available, due to the uneven development of technology across the world and the fact that many villages are still in a primitive tribal state, even if you register online, you still need to sign in in person at the venue. In addition, there is a selection process to eliminate those who are just there for fun but lack the skills to participate.

The Cell Games a year ago made everyone realize that every competition has its share of charlatans, imposters, and opportunists who try to gain fame through luck.

Under the shade of a tree near the World Martial Arts Tournament registration point, a long line of people slowly moved forward.

In the bustling crowd, Luo Fei and Bulla stood at the back of the line, glancing at the queue ahead. It would be several tens of minutes before it was their turn.

Bulla kept his head down, munching on the snacks in his pocket.

"Could you eat less?" Luo Fei flicked Bulla's light purple hair, tidied it up a bit, and tied it into a single ponytail.

Bulla turned his head and handed over the snacks in his hand, but Luo Fei shook his head, indicating that he didn't need them.

"Queuing is so boring, what else can you do if you don't eat? Saiyan don't have to worry about their figure." Bulla chuckled and stuffed a snack into Luo Fei's mouth.

Luo Fei chewed a bite, swallowed, and asked, "Why hasn't Lazuli arrived yet?"

"I don't know, but she definitely won't miss a competition that offers prize money."

"That's true."

"Cousin, doesn't that person look familiar?" Bulla tugged at Luo Fei's clothes and pointed to a guy in the crowd whose face was completely covered.

Luo Fei took a closer look and recognized the man as Hercule Satan from a year ago.

So he whispered Hercule Satan's identity in Bulla's ear. Upon hearing that it was Hercule Satan, Bulla's face immediately showed a look of disgust. So it was that liar from the Cell Games! He then saw a black-haired girl next to him. She had long hair, delicate eyebrows, and light blue irises. She looked about ten years old and was very cute.

"Hey, isn't that girl cute?" Bulla nudged Luo Fei's chest with his elbow and looked over in that direction with a smirk.

"..."

"What do you think that girl's relationship is with Hercule Satan?" Bulla whispered.

Luo Fei had no idea when Bulla had become so gossipy.

"Judging from their hair and eye colors, they should be father and daughter."

"Tsk, you're quite observant," Bulla's clear, melodious voice rang out.

Luo Fei didn't know what Bulla was going to say. Before he could even speak, Bulla put away the snacks and walked straight towards Hercule Satan and his daughter.

What are you going to do?

"Such a cute little sister, let's go and get to know her," Bulla said with a grin, tossing his hair.

Seeing this, Luo Fei shook his head and followed.

"Hello, my Bulla, what's your name?"

Videl was talking to her father about the precautions for the competition when she suddenly heard a pleasant voice. She looked up and saw a beautiful young woman with light purple hair walking towards her, accompanied by a handsome young man.

"Hello, my name is Videl."

Videl answered hastily.

"Videl, what a lovely name." Bulla smiled and took Luo Fei's arm. "Are you here for the World Martial Arts Tournament too?"

"No, no, I came with my father."

Videl quickly shook her head.

"Why don't you participate? I see you have a strong aura."

"I have no combat experience."

"Combat experience is something you gain by fighting."

"Hmm..." Videl, who is usually quite assertive, felt that the young lady in front of her was particularly dazzling and had an aura that was captivating. She unconsciously placed herself in the position of the junior.

Hercule Satan's mouth dropped open. At first, he thought the two looked vaguely familiar, but when they said their names, he finally recognized Bulla and Luo Fei. He exclaimed in a panic, "Bulla, Luo Fei, you two appeared at the Cell Games a year ago! You're here for the World Martial Arts Tournament too?"

"You've already recognized us..." Bulla smiled.

"Of course!" Hercule Satan replied nervously.

Videl looked at her father in confusion, Hercule Satan quickly explained, "Videl, these two are the people who appeared on the Cell Games. One is Mr. Goku's daughter, and the other..."

"I'm Bulla's cousin," Luo Fei introduced himself.

"Sun... Bulla, you are Mr. Goku's daughter."

Videl was taken aback and looked Bulla up and down. According to media reports, Goku's daughter should be the same age as her, only ten years old. But the tall young lady in front of her, apart from her slightly delayed breast development, did not look ten years old at all.

Compared to Bulla, I was as thin as a bean sprout.

Then, Videl found it funny again. How could she be comparing her figure to Miss Bulla? She didn't know that Bulla had spent two years in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, and her body had already developed to the level of a twelve-year-old.

"Sister Bulla, are you here to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament?" Videl's face flushed slightly, her eyes blinking, as if she were excitedly facing an idol.

"Yeah, just playing around," Bulla said casually.

Videl was speechless for a moment, but she knew that the young lady in front of her wasn't just talking big; she really had the strength to look down on the World Martial Arts Tournament.

"You really aren't going?"

Videl shook her head, indicating that she would not participate in the competition this time.

"Oh well!"

Bulla dropped the matter there. The two chatted for a long time afterward and got to know each other better. During their conversation, Bulla learned why Hercule Satan was participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament, which slightly improved her impression of him, but she still disliked him overall. On the other hand, Bulla really liked Videl, the little girl.

After getting to know each other, Bulla waved goodbye to Videl.

"Cousin, this little girl named Videl is quite interesting. She doesn't even dare to look me in the eye." Bulla leaned casually against Luo Fei, somewhat smugly.

"Stop bullying this little girl." Luo Fei said with a smile, gently patting the girl's head.

Bulla pursed her lips and emphasized, "I'm the same age as Videl."

When asked why she still lets people call her "sister, "Bulla pointed to her well-developed body and joked that it's because she looks mature.

Luo Fei shook his head speechlessly, glanced at Bulla, and had to admit, compared to Videl, who was the same age, Bulla was indeed quite mature.

"Yes, I see Sister Lazuli, let's go over together." Feeling a little embarrassed by Luo Fei's gaze, Bulla's eyes darted around and spotted a beautiful figure in the crowd, so she waved and walked over.