Yamcha Questions His Existence

In the third match, Yamcha took the stage. His opponent was Man-Wolf.

"Isn't that the guy who robbed us before? Goku!"

"Yeah!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"That guy even picked a fight with our senior at the last tournament, but Senior Goku beat him in a flash!"

Krillin said.

Yamcha had sharp ears. Hearing them talking, he immediately grew angry.

Just then, Master Roshi spoke up.

"Krillin, how can you talk about someone like that?"

Hearing this, Yamcha thought Master Roshi was going to scold Krillin.

But what Master Roshi said next made Yamcha feel as if he'd been stabbed right in the chest.

"Goku is incredibly strong. It's only natural that he lost to Goku! Making it into the top eight proves he has some skill!"

"Na... natural?"

Yamcha repeated the word, suddenly feeling as if no one thought much of Sun Wukong.

Fine! You all look down on me! I'll beat Sun Wukong and show you what I can do!

Yamcha swore to himself.

"Master Mutaito, you're right to scold him!"

"Mm!"

Master Roshi nodded in satisfaction.

Just then, the referee announced the start of the match.

Yamcha was so furious at Krillin and the others that the moment the match began, he unleashed his signature move, the Wolf Fang Fist, and defeated his opponent!

"Yamcha wins!"

Watching from below the stage, Krillin's eyes widened.

Yamcha was nowhere near as strong as Sun Wukong, but he wasn't far behind Krillin.

Master Roshi asked, "Well?"

"He's... really strong!"

Yamcha glanced at Krillin, gave a cold snort, and walked off the stage.

In the fourth match, Tien Shinhan faced Colonel Silver.

Tien Shinhan defeated him with a single punch, advancing to the semifinals.

In the first semifinal, Sun Wukong faced Krillin.

Sun Wukong wanted to spare Krillin's pride, so he fought him for a little while.

In the second semifinal, Yamcha faced Tien Shinhan.

Yamcha was strong, but he still wasn't as strong as Tien Shinhan, who eventually defeated him.

Tien Shinhan advanced to the final.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the final match of this tournament! The two finalists are the previous World Martial Arts Tournament champion, Sun Wukong, and Tien Shinhan!

Who do you think will win the championship?"

The referee held the microphone and shouted to the audience below.

"Sun Wukong!"

"Tien Shinhan!"

The spectators voiced their support for their favorite competitors.

"Goku!"

Just then, Bulma shouted at the top of her lungs.

Her voice was so loud that she quickly drew the attention of everyone around her.

Especially Master Roshi and the others, who were standing close by.

With so many people looking her way, Bulma immediately blushed.

"Bulma, do you... like Senior Goku?" Krillin asked quietly.

"So... what if I do?"

"But aren't you older than Senior Goku..."

"So what if I'm a few years older? A woman three years older is a treasure! Besides, love knows no age!"

"But you're four years older than him!"

Krillin grumbled to himself.

"F... fine!"

On the tournament stage, the referee watched and broke into a cold sweat.

The World Martial Arts Tournament had suddenly turned into a public love confession.

If only he hadn't asked the audience who they were rooting for.

"Sun Wukong, Tien Shinhan, are you ready to begin?"

"Yeah!"

The two of them nodded.

"Then I hereby declare the final match of the Twenty-Second World Martial Arts Tournament officially underway!"

At once, a staff member beside him struck the bronze drum.

Tien Shinhan immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Sun Wukong, meanwhile, lazily yawned.

"Damn you!"

Tien Shinhan roared and charged at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong stood perfectly still.

Just as Tien Shinhan was about to reach him, Sun Wukong flicked his forehead with his right index finger.

Tien Shinhan flew straight off the edge of the stage.

Thud!

The moment Tien Shinhan hit the ground, the spectators below and the referee above stared in utter shock.

Sun Wukong had moved so fast that none of them had seen what happened.

"T-Tien Shinhan is out! Sun Wukong wins! Let's congratulate Sun Wukong once again on winning this tournament!"

The referee finally spoke after a long, stunned pause.

"Wonderful!"

Bulma cheered for Sun Wukong in delight.

"T-Tien!"

"Tien Shinhan!"

Master Shen and Chiaotzu hurried to Tien Shinhan's side.

"Tien Shinhan, what just happened?" Master Shen asked.

Tien Shinhan rubbed his reddened forehead.

"I... I think someone flicked me on the forehead!"

"Your forehead?"

Master Shen looked at Tien Shinhan's forehead and saw that it had indeed turned red.

"Senior Goku!"

Krillin stood frozen in place in the distance.

He'd thought the match between Sun Wukong and Tien Shinhan would be incredibly exciting.

He hadn't expected Tien Shinhan to lose without even lasting a single move!

Then he suddenly thought back to his own fight with Sun Wukong.

Now he understood: Sun Wukong had deliberately held back and fought him for a while.

Sun Wukong must have been worried that losing too quickly would hurt Krillin's pride.

Thinking about it, Krillin's admiration for Sun Wukong grew even stronger.

Watching from a distance, Yamcha began to question his existence!

What made it even more ridiculous was that he'd actually thought he had the slightest chance of beating Sun Wukong.

"Lord Yamcha, what's wrong?" Puar asked when he saw Yamcha's expression.

Yamcha gritted his teeth and turned to leave the tournament grounds.

"Lord Yamcha!"

Puar hurried after him.

On the tournament stage, the referee was asking Sun Wukong about the match.

"Sun Wukong, how did you defeat Tien Shinhan just now?"

"I flicked him away!"

"Flicked him away? How did you manage that?"

"With my finger, of course! How else would I flick him away?"

"Uh... Sun Wukong, could you demonstrate it for everyone?"

"Demonstrate?"

"Yeah! It's just... the match ended so quickly, and everyone had been looking forward to it!"

"All right. Who wants to be the one I flick away?"

"Uh..."

The referee glanced at the staff members around him.

They all ran off in different directions.

"Th-then I'll do it!"