"Goku, you don't seem to have much strength left. You should forfeit this match, because there's no way you can keep fighting. You're short on strength, and you don't have much resolve left, either."
"Chen, you're much, much stronger than I imagined. But I'll say it again: I won't give up. I want to fight until the very end. Show me your true strength. I have a feeling you're still holding a lot back."
"You're not the only one who wants to see that. Plenty of people do—for example, King Piccolo."
Son Goten's words stirred up a commotion among the spectators. Everyone believed King Piccolo had been defeated by Master Roshi, so when Son Goten brought up that name, they naturally assumed Bio-City had once joined Master Roshi in attacking King Piccolo.
Son Goten himself didn't care about such false praise, but Master Roshi looked rather uncomfortable.
"Master Wu Tian, do you think King Piccolo is stronger than the two competitors, Son Goku and Son Goten, as they are now?"
Master Roshi looked helplessly at the commentator. The man really knew how to bring up the one thing he shouldn't. He was so irritating. Even the young needed to know their limits.
Fortunately, Master Roshi only glared at him before answering at once. "Both of my students have made great progress. Their power is tremendous—they've reached a level that amazes me. But King Piccolo was also incredibly powerful back then. They could probably just barely defeat him now, though they still fall short of me."
If anyone could be shameless, it was probably Master Roshi right now. Still, the title hadn't come from nowhere; the powerful people present had bestowed it on him. They needed someone beyond imagination, a world-invincible figure to lead the world forward.
"If King Piccolo were