Hearing those words, Piccolo couldn't stand it. After all, he was a powerful fighter who had grown stronger through training, yet this guy was looking down on him.
Piccolo slowly raised his head and glanced at the sky, then settled down again, as if waiting for something.
"Then let's continue the match. But the Goku beside you doesn't have nearly enough Combat Power. If he fights me, he'll just be throwing his life away. And you—do you want to die too?"
Tien Shinhan knew he was weaker than his opponent, but he jumped in without hesitation.
"Chen, this is my fight. Let me finish it. If I lose, Goku can take over, and after Goku, there's you."
A Martial Artist's pride was hard to change. Son Goten nodded, took Goku back to the sidelines, and fed him a Senzu Bean so he could recover his strength as quickly as possible.
The spectators didn't flee. In fact, with Master Wu Tian standing nearby, they seemed to have boundless confidence. And among those present were many of Master Wu Tian's outstanding students—all powerful fighters.
"It's wonderful to have Master Wu Tian here."
As everyone cheered, Master Wu Tian stroked his white beard and nodded in acknowledgment. Then he lowered his hand, accidentally brushing the buttocks of the waitress beside him.
But he wasn't nearly as confident or relaxed as he seemed. Even now, able to enjoy this sort of thing, he was astonished by the changes unfolding on the battlefield. Tien Shinhan was the one entering the fight now, and his keen eyes told him that Tien was a worthy opponent for the other man.
Tien had also taken off his restraints. He unleashed his energy again and again, and actually reached around—.
But his power at this level wasn't stable, and