I Like the Lights On

In reality, the number Lazuli had chosen for herself was indeed quite far back.

By the third day, there was still no sign of her turn coming up.

There was no helping it; there were simply too many ordinary people from all over the world who had come to admire Satan.

Because no true martial artists had revealed themselves to the world, the world champion Satan, combined with his endless self-promotion, had convinced the common folk that he was truly the strongest fighter on the planet.

Naturally, the number of ordinary people dreaming of becoming his disciples was as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Sigh.

Lazuli let out a frustrated sigh and complained, "It looks like it won't be my turn today either. The appeal of one hundred million is truly immense; I never expected so many people to keep coming in an endless stream."

Ha!

Wang Shen was amused by Lazuli, flicked her forehead lightly, and said, "Do you really think everyone here is aiming for that one hundred million?"

"Isn't that the case?" Lazuli asked, as if it were obvious.

Wang Shen shook his head. "Out of so many people, you're likely the only one truly here for the money. They are all hoping to be accepted as Satan's disciples."

Lazuli's beautiful brows furrowed in confusion. That middle-aged man with the scruffy beard and pathetic look? Wasn't it obviously a sham? Lazuli shook her head vigorously, her golden hair swaying with the motion. "Then what should we do next?"

"We're going to eat, of course!" Wang Shen took Lazuli's hand and started walking away. "Let me treat you to a meal for now, my future wealthy lady."

Lazuli smiled happily and let Wang Shen lead her away.

Thanks to the organizers' deliberate adjustments, the efficiency of the tournament improved significantly.

On the fifth day, it was finally Lazuli's turn to take the stage.

"Go on," Wang Shen said with a smile, releasing his arm from around her waist and giving her a gentle nudge. "Remember not to go too hard."

"Don't worry, I don't want to invite any unnecessary trouble." Lazuli waved her hand, stepped onto the ring, and faced the crowd of thousands without changing her expression, fully embodying the demeanor of a strong woman.

She was dressed in a classic outfit. A pair of high-waisted jeans perfectly accentuated her slender waist and long legs. A simple white t-shirt gave her the fresh, youthful aura of a first love. Around her neck, she wore her usual string of crystal-clear pearls. It was a wedding gift Wang Shen had bought for her after noticing how her eyes had lit up at the sight of the Dragon Balls.

When the surrounding audience saw a beautiful woman appear, their enthusiasm soared, and they began chanting Lazuli's name. A beautiful woman's fight was always a feast for the eyes.

However, some people questioned her presence upon seeing her seemingly fragile appearance. "Is she just here to go through the motions, just to get a glimpse of Mr. Satan?"

"How annoying, she's wasting time. I hope her opponent knocks her off quickly so those of us with real talent can get up there."

Wang Shen and Lazuli naturally heard these voices, but they didn't care in the slightest. In reality, these people didn't even qualify for a second glance from either of them. Wang Shen's gaze was entirely focused on Lazuli. Wasn't her graceful figure a sight to behold?

Lazuli stood casually on the stage and raised her eyes to look at her supposed opponent. Dorank. He was the head of a boxing dojo in Satan City and had once traveled the world, defeating many martial arts experts.

Although he couldn't compare to Satan in terms of fame, he was still a long-renowned boxing expert.

He was burly with eyes like torches, and his iron fists had always been invincible.

At a single glance, he could tell that there wasn't a trace of martial arts in Lazuli.

Dorank shook his head helplessly; clearly, like everyone else, he regarded Lazuli as a tourist purely looking for attention.

"I don't want to strike you, so get down."

Lazuli raised an eyebrow.

Not expecting the opponent to say the same thing, she said speechlessly:

"I don't want to lay a hand on you either, so you get down yourself, lest you get hurt."

Dorank's brows furrowed in displeasure.

"I've already given you a chance. Since you insist on seeking this so-called limelight, I'll grant your wish."

"I just hope you won't make a scene when the time comes."

As he finished speaking, Dorank stomped hard against the ground and lunged toward Lazuli, cutting through the air.

Just as everyone assumed the petite Lazuli was about to be ruthlessly sent flying by the burly Dorank.

Some even covered their eyes, unable to bear watching such a cruel scene.

Suddenly.

Dorank reached Lazuli at a sprinter's speed, and at the very moment he was about to throw his punch.

Lazuli took a single step aside and easily dodged Dorank's attack.

That simple, casual movement gave the crowd below the ring the urge to think, I could do that too.

Only those who had been defeated by Dorank in the past grew thoughtful.

Personally experiencing this incredible battle, Dorank's pupils trembled as he looked toward Lazuli's position.

He struck an elbow toward the back of Lazuli's head.

He no longer dared to treat Lazuli as an ordinary woman.

Lazuli's expression remained unchanged as she raised a hand and once again easily blocked Dorank's heavy blow.

She was starting to get bored.

"That's enough, get down."

Lazuli exerted extreme control over her strength, lightly tapping Dorank's shoulder with the back of her hand.

Dorank immediately felt an irresistible, massive force strike him, and his body flew toward the outside of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

With a thud, he landed outside the crowd.

Whoa!

Everyone present stared at Lazuli's back with expressions of disbelief.

This...

Is this a battle?

It was nothing more than a farce!

The dignified boxing master Dorank had actually been defeated just like that!?

He wasn't even a match for the simplest of taps!

At this moment, no one dared to look down on this beautiful, sexy woman anymore.

The other qualifiers secretly swallowed their saliva, praying they wouldn't have to face her as an opponent.

At this time, the host also snapped back to reality, sticking to his professional integrity.

"The winner is Miss Lazuli! Congratulations on advancing!"

Lazuli walked over to Wang Shen and smiled sweetly.

"Hurry and congratulate me on being one step closer to the 100 million."

"Congratulations on becoming a wealthy woman soon."

As he spoke, Wang Shen took Lazuli's hand and wove through the crowd.

Seeing a large group of people about to swarm them, they quickly headed outside.

"However, we have to leave quickly, or we'll be surrounded by the media."

Wang Shen hadn't expected Dorank's influence to be this great!

If they were interviewed and it aired on television, and Chi-Chi saw them and what happened here, then Son Goku would likely come to participate as well.

When that time came, unless Wang Shen stepped in, Lazuli would certainly be no match for Son Goku.

That wouldn't do.

Lazuli was determined to win that 100 million!

Wang Shen had specifically sensed the surrounding auras earlier to confirm that no one he knew was attending.

And so.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Shen and Lazuli, who had been right in front of everyone, vanished without a trace.

Leaving the various media outlets and the audience staring at each other in bewilderment.

The usual routine.

Eat first, then grinning, he dragged Lazuli back to the hotel.

How could a couple in the heat of love not have the experience of booking a hotel room?

Wang Shen had specially prepared an exquisite, tight-fitting yoga outfit for Lazuli, one that could fully showcase her sexy and fiery figure.

Lazuli swayed her delicate body from side to side.

"This outfit is nice; I like it."

"Hehe, I like it too."

Wang Shen placed his large hands on Lazuli, caressing her pair of smooth, slender legs...

"Should we turn off the lights first?"

"No need, it's better to see clearly with the lights on."