Uchiha Madara heard Chiaotzu once again shout, "Make your right hand hit yourself."
However, just as Uchiha Madara's right hand reached toward his own face, his left hand moved at the same time and blocked it.
Chiaotzu froze for a moment, then grew angry. "Make your left hand hit your right hand!"
Uchiha Madara smiled faintly as chakra burst forth from his hands. Sure enough, his two hands struck each other, but he quickly cupped them together like a bowl and said with a smile, "Wood Style: Wood Dragon Technique!"
A wooden dragon suddenly burst out from the bowl formed by his hands!
The wooden dragon flew straight toward Chiaotzu's face. Chiaotzu froze. This is going to kill me! He immediately leaped high into the air and shouted, "Flight Technique!"
Uchiha Madara's eyes widened. This Chiaotzu had started flying the moment he jumped into the sky, never coming back down! His understanding of this world instantly collapsed. "My god, people in this world don't necessarily need airplane capsules—even ordinary people can fly into the sky?"
Of course, he had no idea that not everyone could learn the Flight Technique. It was a skill Chiaotzu had painstakingly honed under his master. If just anyone could learn it, wouldn't the entire Dragon Ball world be filled with people flying everywhere? Would the government then have to issue some kind of aerial traffic safety regulations and put up traffic lights or something...
Still, even if Chiaotzu could fly through the sky, Uchiha Madara was not afraid!
Because the wooden dragon could fly too!
Very soon, the wooden dragon caught up to Chiaotzu and knocked him down in one blow. Chiaotzu crashed heavily onto the arena floor, rubbing his aching butt as he shouted, "Help! Murder!"
The rules of the World Martial Arts Tournament