Ziye vs. Nam

"Damn it! I'll settle this score with you properly!" Goku clenched his fists and said indignantly.

"Forget it, Goku. Don't lower yourself to the level of someone like that!" Krillin patted Goku on the shoulder and said.

"Still, that guy is definitely strong. You all need to be careful when you run into him," Yamcha warned, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Next is the second match, contestant Nam versus contestant Ziye, scheduled to begin tomorrow morning!"

As the announcer's voice rang out, the crowd in the venue dispersed, waiting for the next day's matches. Soon, night fell, and Master Roshi took Ziye and the others to a restaurant for dinner.

"Ziye, your opponent tomorrow is Nam, who was defeated by Master Mutten last time. I imagine winning this one will be a breeze for you!" Krillin said at the dinner table, looking at Ziye with envy.

"Haha, if I may be so bold, no matter who I face, I'll win with ease!" Ziye chuckled, speaking with confidence.

"You really aren't one for humility, are you!" Master Roshi shook his head and said.

"Ooh, I really hope I get to have a good fight with Ziye!" Goku swallowed his food and said with excitement.

"You'll get your chance, Goku! After this tournament is over, let's train together. I know a great place to train; our strength will surely skyrocket by then!" Ziye patted Goku on the shoulder and said firmly.

"Really? That's great!" Goku shouted excitedly.

Just then, three uninvited guests arrived at the restaurant—it was Tien Shinhan and his master and fellow student! After wandering around the shop, they came to the table next to Master Roshi's. Crane Hermit shouted loudly, "Bring us the best food and drink you have! Today, I shall celebrate the victory of my school!"

"By the way, Tien Shinhan, what do you think of the strength of that guy from the Turtle School?" Crane Hermit asked mockingly.

"Heh! To deal with a guy like that, one hand is more than enough, and I won't even break a sweat!" Tien Shinhan sneered arrogantly.

"Well said! What kind of powerful experts could the Turtle School possibly have?" Hearing this, Crane Hermit nodded in satisfaction and burst into laughter.

"Damn... those guys!"

Hearing this, Yamcha's face turned red with anger, and he gnashed his teeth in fury.

"What, you don't seem convinced?"

Tien Shinhan asked with a mocking look.

"What, do you want to start something?"

At these words, Ziye stood up directly, his aura erupting suddenly. An invisible pressure caused everyone's expression to change.

How is the aura of this guy Ziye so terrifying? Just what level has his strength reached? Master Roshi glanced at Ziye with surprise, muttering to himself.

"This guy..."

Tien Shinhan's face also became incredibly grave; he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent in the slightest.

"That's enough, Ziye, sit down! Private fighting is not allowed during the tournament, or you'll be disqualified!"

Master Roshi stood up, gently patted Ziye on the shoulder to signal him to return to his seat, and then slowly walked over to Crane Hermit.

"Pfft."

Master Roshi actually let out a fart right at their table before walking straight back. Crane Hermit's face changed drastically as he hurriedly covered his nose and roared at Master Roshi.

"You old turtle, you actually farted! It stinks to high heaven!"

"You lecherous old turtle!"

Hearing this, Master Roshi couldn't hold back either; he stood up and began a shouting match with Crane Hermit. For a moment, all eyes in the restaurant were fixed on them.

Meanwhile, Ziye, Tien Shinhan, and the others were left blushing with embarrassment by these two shameless old men!

The next day.

The venue for the World Martial Arts Tournament was packed with a sea of people, all hoping to see a match as spectacular as yesterday's!

"Get out of the way, all of you!"

Suddenly, following the roar of Blonde Launch and the threat of a machine gun, Bulma and the others squeezed to the edge of the venue in shame.

"Welcome everyone to the World Martial Arts Tournament venue. Sorry to have kept you waiting!"

"I now announce that the second match has officially begun!"

As the announcer's voice fell, Ziye and Nam walked to the center of the ring under the gaze of the masses!

"I didn't expect my opponent to be you. Although I know I'm no match for you, I won't give up!" Nam pressed his palms together, looking at Ziye before him, cold sweat dripping down his face.

"Make your move! Bring out your strongest technique, or I'm afraid you won't get another chance!" Ziye said with a calm expression.

Ha!

"Sky Cross Fist!"

With a roar, Nam leaped into the air, then formed his hands into a cross shape and smashed down heavily toward Ziye on the ring.

Bang!

As Nam landed, an invisible wall of energy appeared around Ziye, freezing his opponent in place!

Immediately after, Ziye gave a light wave of his hand, and Nam was sent flying off the ring, dazed and confused!

"N... contestant Nam has fallen off the ring, contestant Ziye wins!"

As the announcer's voice rang out, everyone in the audience was left looking blank, having no idea what had just happened, followed by a chorus of complaints.

"What just happened?"

"How boring. I actually thought this would be an exciting match."

"I came here first thing in the morning to grab a seat for nothing. What a waste of time!"

Seeing the dissatisfaction among the audience, the referee could only offer an awkward, apologetic smile. He quickly wiped the cold sweat from his face with a tissue and hurried to announce the start of the third match.

"The third match will now begin. Will contestants Krillin and Chiaotzu please enter the ring!"

Clang!

As the gong sounded, Krillin immediately assumed a fighting stance to size up his opponent, but seeing Chiaotzu standing silently in place, he couldn't help but knit his brows.

"Hey, come on then!"

Hearing Krillin's shout, Chiaotzu stood on ceremony no longer; his feet slowly left the ground, and his body began to hover in the air.

"Nani?"

Seeing this, Krillin couldn't help but be taken aback!

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Chiaotzu moved as fast as the wind, launching a direct assault on Krillin!

Bang!

Chiaotzu landed a kick that sent Krillin flying into the air, and following the momentum, Chiaotzu rose up to meet him, the two of them engaging in a fierce mid-air battle!

However, just as Krillin began to gain a slight advantage, the effects of gravity took hold, and with a whoosh, he plummeted from the air back onto the ring, while Chiaotzu remained suspended above!

Nam Combat Power: 30

Ziye Combat Power: 420

Krillin Combat Power: 110

Chiaotzu Combat Power: 105