The Tea God's Moment to Shine

"It's incredible! After winning his match, contestant Sun Wukong actually got married to his opponent!" The announcer was stunned; had such a thing ever happened before?

Next was the third match: Krillin versus Piccolo.

"Just bring it on, you trash!" At this point, Piccolo was only thinking about conquering the world, and his tone was arrogant to the heavens.

"Hmm... trash? What an annoying guy. In that case, I won't hold back." Krillin revealed a mysteriously confident smile.

It was just a pity that even if Krillin was the strongest Earthling, with a power level of only a little over 200, how could he be a match for Piccolo, whose power level exceeded 360?

Krillin gave it his all to hold on for several rounds, but in the end, he was knocked down and forced to concede.

"Oh, contestant Krillin has conceded! Contestant Piccolo wins! A spectacular match. Although contestant Krillin lost, we have witnessed his astonishing performance."

Whoosh! Clap!

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted throughout the venue.

"Krillin, your progress is truly rapid! It's astonishing!" Sun Wukong hurried up to help the immobile Krillin down.

In the spectator stands, Master Roshi nodded with satisfaction, thinking, Before I knew it, Krillin has become an excellent martial artist.

Piccolo was also surprised; he had thought he'd used too much force and killed him, but he hadn't expected Krillin to be able to stand up at all.

"..., it seems this world won't fall into my hands so easily..." Ever since witnessing Krillin's tenacity, Piccolo hadn't even realized that his own mindset had quietly begun to change.

"Next, we proceed to the fourth match. With this, all eight contestants of this World Martial Arts Tournament have appeared. Now, will the two contestants please take the stage!"

Backstage, Krillin said enviously, "Yamcha, you're so lucky to have drawn the weakest opponent."

"Haha, I'm truly sorry, Krillin. I'll finish this quickly."

Was Yamcha, who had stopped at the round of eight for two consecutive tournaments, finally going to stand tall this time?

Indeed, he stood tall. Without the use of his sword, Yajirobe had lost a third of his combat power.

In the end, Yamcha unleashed his signature move, the Wolf Fang Fist, defeating his opponent and successfully breaking into the semifinals.

"Out of bounds! Congratulations to contestant Yamcha for his victory! A wonderful match!" The announcer loudly declared his win.

"After a round of intense combat, the four masters advancing to the semifinals are: contestant Tien Shinhan, contestant Sun Wukong, contestant Piccolo, and contestant Yamcha. These four are all incredibly powerful martial artists; the high level of this tournament is truly unbelievable."

As the announcer's voice faded, the bracket was revealed: Tien Shinhan vs. Sun Wukong, and Piccolo vs. Yamcha.

"Now, the semifinals begin with Sun Wukong versus Tien Shinhan!" As soon as the announcer finished speaking, the audience's enthusiasm soared.

"Finally, we get to see Wukong's true strength," Krillin said, watching the two land on the arena floor simultaneously.

"Is that opponent very strong?" Chi-Chi began to worry for Sun Wukong.

"Yes, unbelievably strong." As someone who had once fought three hundred rounds with Tien Shinhan, Yamcha had the most authority to speak on the matter.

"Let me see what they're capable of first..." Piccolo stroked his chin, muttering to himself.

On the field, Tien Shinhan was full of fighting spirit: "Wukong, come on! Let me see the results of your training."

"Ha!" Tien Shinhan seized the initiative, immediately firing a ki blast at Sun Wukong.

Atatatata!

The two fought from the ground to the air, their movements so fast that the average person couldn't even see them.

"Ah, they've both disappeared!" On the sidelines, Master Roshi watched their battle in disbelief.

One could only hear the sounds of Sun Wukong and Tien Shinhan's battle.

"Incredible, an evenly matched exchange of offense and defense!" Krillin couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Indeed!" Yamcha said, his eyes fixed on the arena.

"Eh? You two... can you see them?" Chi-Chi asked, confused and sweating.

Sun Wumian, however, shook his head. "It's Wukong's old habit. He likes to test his opponent bit by bit in every fight, even though he could easily defeat Tien Shinhan."

Saiyans just loved to show off; even Sun Wumian himself did this without realizing it.

Sure enough, the situation on the field reversed in an instant; Sun Wukong couldn't keep up with Tien Shinhan's speed.

However, Sun Wumian had known this all along, because at this moment, Sun Wukong was still wearing a set of 100-kilogram Weighted Clothing.

"Huff... huff... Wukong, it's a pity, but I've won this match! Although your eyes are good enough to keep up with my speed, your body can't catch up."

Tien Shinhan crossed his arms, preparing to celebrate early.

"Wait, Tien Shinhan, pause for a second. I need to take off my clothes," Sun Wukong suddenly said, waving his hand.

"Uh? Suit yourself, it's hot anyway."

Thud!

The Weighted Clothing Sun Wukong removed shattered a piece of the arena floor.

"Eh?"

The announcer and the audience had their mouths wide open in shock, completely dumbfounded.

"So that's how it is. This is getting more and more interesting!" Tien Shinhan remained full of confidence.

"Hah!"

The two resumed their bout, exchanging a rapid flurry of blows.

"What a pity. Even now, you still cannot escape my eyes."

"Hehe! Look at this!" Sun Wukong pointed to the belt of his pants.

"This... preposterous! When did you..." In a classic scene for Tien Shinhan, his pants slid halfway down.

"It seems I must unleash my trump card sooner than expected," Tien Shinhan said, quickly pulling his pants back up and securing them.

"Four Witches Technique!"

Tien Shinhan had split into four.

So that's it. To think Tien Shinhan could independently grasp a method similar to the Yardratian Spirit Control to multiply his presence, Sun Wumian thought, watching the four Tien Shinhans on the arena.

In truth, Sun Wumian could also perform this technique—not just four, but four hundred—yet the move possessed a fatal flaw: the user's total power was divided among each clone.

As expected, Wukong discovered this after only a few exchanges, easily knocking each of the four Tien Shinhans out of the ring one by one.

"Turning into four people is indeed an impressive move, but splitting your power into four parts means your strength and speed are reduced to a quarter. This really isn't like you, Tien Shinhan," Wukong explained after winning the match.

"Ha, a total defeat. I didn't expect you to see through it so quickly." Tien Shinhan struggled to his feet.

Yamcha, however, looked completely bewildered. "What are they talking about? I didn't even see how Tien Shinhan was knocked out of the ring."

.You are reading Dragon Ball: I Have a Super Saiyan Check-in System by Wumeng Qiankong