At last, the long night had passed. Uchiha Madara dispelled the chakra around his body and returned to the inn with Goku to rest.
When Chi-Chi saw Goku return, she immediately fussed over him with concern, feeding Uchiha Madara a mouthful of dog food in the process. Uchiha Madara glanced sideways and said, "Told you. I said I'd definitely bring Goku back."
Chi-Chi narrowed her eyes and said, "All right, all right, Mr. Uchiha Madara is the best. You'll definitely make it to the finals. Even for the money, you have to make it through, hahaha."
Only then did Uchiha Madara realize that he did not have a single cent left on him!
Lloyd... no, should he call him King Jose de Abria...? He was no longer by Uchiha Madara's side either. What was he supposed to do about the room fee...?
Fortunately, that night's room had already been paid for. In the next day's match, Uchiha Madara had to win if he wanted to afford another night. Without worrying about anything else, he fell asleep and waited for the next day's competition to begin.
And so, the next day arrived as scheduled.
On the World Martial Arts Tournament arena, the referee loudly announced the start of the match. "The second-round match for this group will be Mr. Uchiha Madara versus the warrior Mr. Lang Ge Li Ge Lang from Michelang Planet!"
The name alone amused Uchiha Madara. "Lang Ge Li Ge Lang... I feel like I've heard that in some song before. But never mind that. Beating him and getting the money is what matters."
When the referee gave the order and declared the match started...
Uchiha Madara did not even use the Flight Technique. He simply flashed straight to Lang Ge Li Ge Lang's side and threw a