"Kakarot, today I'll show you whose son has the purer bloodline, mine or yours," Vegeta said with a grin.
Goku smiled. "They're just kids. Letting them get some experience is enough. Winning or losing doesn't matter."
"Kakarot, you're trying to dodge the question again. Just watch. Trunks is definitely going to win."
Goten and Trunks leaped apart, then began fighting. They traded punches and kicks, neither gaining the upper hand.
Videl and Gohan slowly walked over. Videl called out, "Hurry up, Gohan! Goten's match has already started."
Krillin patted Gohan on the shoulder. "Your girlfriend? She's pretty cute," he said with a mischievous grin.
"Uncle Krillin, don't say things like that! This is my classmate, Videl. Teacher Yun Feng knows her too," Gohan said nervously.
Videl greeted Yun Feng. He nodded, and they all turned to watch the ring.
The two boys' performance had already amazed the spectators. "How can it be this exciting? Are those two really kids? Are you sure this isn't a TV show?"
The bespectacled referee said approvingly, "Just as you'd expect from Son Goku's son. This is the kind of World Martial Arts Tournament I've been waiting for."
The two fought up into the sky, then back down to the ring. They had already exchanged more than a hundred blows.
"Goten, you've gotten better. I can't believe you've kept up with me this long."
"Haha, Trunks, Dad and my big brother have taught me lots of fighting techniques. I'm not going to lose to you," Goten said with a grin.
"Goten, you've improved, but saying you can beat me is a bit of a tall order."
"I can do it, Trunks! Don't underestimate me."
Goten charged in and punched Trunks in the face. Trunks went flying backward, and Goten rushed after him.
Trunks fired a Ki Blast that hit Goten. Goten crossed his arms to block it, then was sent staggering backward.
Trunks appeared behind Goten and grabbed him.
The spectators stared in disbelief. "Are kids these days all this strong? And those two were just hanging in the air. Is that what's popular now?"
A tournament staff member ran to Mr. Satan's room and knocked on the door.
"Mr. Satan, come out and take a look! Those two boys are incredible. You'll be fighting the champion in a little while!"
Mr. Satan's voice came from inside. "What's so interesting about two kids?"
As he spoke, Mr. Satan came out and followed the staff member toward the arena.
Trunks clung tightly to Goten, who struggled with all his might but couldn't break free.
Suddenly, Goten's hair stood on end and turned golden. Golden flames rose around him, and he immediately broke free of Trunks's grip.
Then Goten returned to his normal form.
"Goten, that's cheating! We agreed not to turn Super Saiyan!"
Goten smiled apologetically. "Sorry, Trunks. I changed without thinking. I didn't even notice I'd turned Super Saiyan."
It turned out that before taking part in the World Martial Arts Tournament, Yun Feng, Goku, and the others had agreed not to turn Super Saiyan during the competition, in case it caused unnecessary trouble.
Videl's eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Gohan, can everyone in your family turn into a Golden Warrior?"
Gohan smiled awkwardly. Everyone around them stared wide-eyed. "Did that kid just change somehow? Or are our eyes playing tricks on us?"
Mr. Satan's eyes were already wide open. "Those two brats are definitely no ordinary kids."
The two charged at each other again and resumed fighting. They battled all the way up into the sky, their fight fierce and spectacular.
Satan kept his eyes fixed on them as he backed away. "What do I do? What do I do? I'm going to get killed!"
The two separated again. Light shone from Trunks's hands, and he fired an energy wave at Goten. Goten tilted his head and dodged it. Trunks raised a hand, and the energy wave shot up into the sky.
"Trunks, I can do that too! I can!" Goten shouted.
"Don't brag, Goten. There's no way you can control an energy wave as well as I can."
"I can! Kamehameha!" A white energy wave glowed in little Goten's hands and shot toward Trunks. Trunks jumped to the side and dodged it.
But Goten still couldn't control his Kamehameha properly. It skimmed past the referee and blasted straight through the tournament arena's roof.
Goku slapped his forehead. "Goten still can't control it properly."
Trunks suddenly declared, "Goten, I'm going to win this fight!"
Goten grinned. "You're bluffing, Trunks. You can't beat me."
They charged at each other and grabbed hold of one another, struggling with all their might. Suddenly, Trunks heaved Goten up into the sky.
Goten stopped in midair and thought for a moment. "Let's take this fight to the skies."
He gathered his ki and shot down toward Trunks. Watching Goten rush toward him, Trunks thought, "Goten just learned Flight. He definitely isn't as fast as me."
Just as Goten was about to crash into him, Trunks quickly dodged to the side. Goten formed a Light Blast in his hand and used its force to propel himself toward Trunks.
Seeing Goten about to slam into him, Trunks immediately powered up. His hair turned golden, and golden flames rose around him. His speed instantly increased.
Trunks leaped up and dodged Goten's attack, but Goten had gathered too much momentum to stop. Trunks immediately fired a Light Blast.
It struck Goten in the back. Boom! Goten's body came to a stop, but he was already out of bounds.
The spectators stared in amazement, then burst into enthusiastic applause and cheers.
The referee immediately announced loudly, "The champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament junior division is Trunks!"
Vegeta said, "Kakarot, it looks like my son has the superior bloodline after all."
Goku smiled faintly. "Both kids did great."
Yun Feng looked at the two little ones. "I just remembered a set of techniques that would be perfect for them."
Hearing Yun Feng's words, Goku said happily, "Really? If these two little ones can learn from you, Master, they'll benefit for the rest of their lives."
The referee called out, "Next up is a match between the junior division champion and the world champion. I'm sure Trunks will learn a lot from Mr. Satan. Please welcome Mr. Satan!"
Mr. Satan paced back and forth in his room. "What do I do? What do I do? I'm going to get killed!"
"Right, he's just a kid. I'll deliberately lose to the little brat, and the audience will love it. That's what I'll do."
Mr. Satan slowly walked out, then jumped onto the stage and struck a victory pose.
The spectators immediately began chanting, "Satan! Satan! Satan..."
Watching the ridiculous-looking Satan, Trunks wondered, "Is this guy really stronger than Dad?"
Trunks had already started warming up. Down below, Goten shouted, "Go, Trunks!"
Satan said nervously, "Kid, this is just a professional match. What are you cheering for?"
Mr. Satan secretly edged closer to Trunks. "Kid, before the match starts, you're supposed to greet your opponent by gently touching their face with your hand."
Trunks nodded, only half understanding.
At the referee's call of "Begin!", the two stood at opposite ends of the ring. Satan deliberately leaned his face toward Trunks.
"Remember, kid, gently." Trunks raised his fist and lightly tapped Satan. Mr. Satan went flying.
Mr. Satan got back to his feet as though nothing had happened. "You've got real skill, young man. You'll definitely become a successful martial artist someday."
The referee immediately announced, "As expected of Mr. Satan! He deliberately lost to Trunks. That's true sportsmanship from a world champion!"
Trunks: ...
After getting off the stage, Mr. Satan returned to his room, clutched his head, and howled, "Damn it, you little brat! I said gently! Why'd you hit me so hard? Damn it, it hurts! It hurts like hell!"
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