"How astonishing! I never expected some ignorant country bumpkin not to recognize Mr. Satan, the world's number one martial artist!" The announcer beside them immediately chimed in. "Mr. Satan is the world martial arts champion, the strongest man in the world."
By now, Krillin had grown impatient. "Chen! Forget it. Let that guy go first. I think he'll go crazy if you don't." "All right, then..."
Cell spoke up. "Time's up... Who'll go first?" Satan stepped forward. "Of course it'll be me! No question!" Krillin stopped Chen. "Don't bother, Chen! There's no getting through to that guy."
"That won't do! You'll be killed! I don't mean anything by it, but you should give up!" Hearing Son Goten's words, Satan and the announcer exchanged a look—and even reacted in perfect sync.
"Cameraman, point the camera at that big fool." The announcer looked disgusted. "I can already hear the protests of people all over the world."
"What did that man just say to Mr. Satan? Do you know? He actually said, 'You'll be killed. I don't mean anything by it, but you should give up.'"
All the spectators watched the man on the screen in the middle of the plaza. Waves of jeers rose from below.
"Those clueless country bumpkins are such a headache. After all that, it looks like he still doesn't understand how powerful Mr. Satan is!" At that moment, they were also watching the important news at the King's residence.
The guard standing beside the King saw the scene and said the same thing as the announcer. "Honestly, people like that are such a headache!" "He looks so much like him... This man looks just like the one who saved our children from Piccolo the Demon King."
Looking at the man on the television, the King said this. The