Cheng Long before them had actually flown back to the ring using an unimaginable technique, leaving everyone astonished.
Everything had gone just as Son Goten expected, but the others were clearly quite surprised.
"That was the Kamehameha, wasn't it?" Bulma couldn't help saying.
She had personally seen Master Roshi use the Kamehameha that day.
Its tremendous destructive power had been terrifying, yet this man called Cheng Long could use the technique too.
After flying back, Cheng Long landed steadily on the ring. Before Krillin could react, Cheng Long charged toward him.
He reached Krillin in an instant. Krillin had only just started to respond when a punch knocked him down.
This time, Krillin went flying straight out of the ring and crashed into the wall below. He had already lost before he could even react.
Everyone stared in shock. Even the announcer took several seconds to recover.
"The winner is Mr. Cheng Long!"
The crowd erupted in cheers. No one had ever imagined they would witness such a high-level showdown. It had been many years since the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament had seen a match this thrilling.
Krillin had lost, but he hadn't suffered any serious injuries.
He was just completely bewildered. He had lost far too quickly.
The gap between them was enormous, so perhaps this was only to be expected.
The second match was the main event. It had been a long time since Son Goten had fought Sun Wukong.
When the two identical boys stepped onto the ring, they immediately drew everyone's attention.
"Goten, Goku, do your best!" Bulma, Oolong, and the others shouted.
The two boys smiled. Beside them, Yamcha angrily chewed on his own clothes.
"Damn brat. One of these days, I'll beat you!"
But everyone else was even more curious about the