Trick (Three Thousand Great Chapters)

The morning sun rose, with wisps of dawn light filtering in through the window.

Good sleep habits allowed Wang Shen to be the first to wake.

He opened his eyes leisurely.

Infinite stamina was absurd, but his own Full Power, which never faded, was no empty reputation either.

A mysterious smile tugged at the corners of Wang Shen's mouth as he called out:

"Time to get up. You have your match today."

Lazuli's eyelashes fluttered, but there was no sign of her eyes opening.

Wang Shen felt both gratified and helpless, so he leaned in close to her ear and continued to whisper:

"If you don't get up, you'll be disqualified for being late, and you'll never get that 100 million prize money!"

The moment the words left his lips, Lazuli's eyes snapped open, filled with a burning desire for money.

Five days had passed, and the competition venue remained boisterous and packed with an endless stream of people.

Countless individuals dreamed of becoming disciples under Satan to achieve the dream of rising to the top in one leap and being respected by all.

Lazuli and Wang Shen had arrived, dressed and holding hands.

At this moment, Lazuli no longer possessed the lazy air she had at the hotel; instead, she was spirited and full of energy.

Wang Shen also stood tall, quietly releasing a gentle force to part a path through the crowded masses.

The first five days had already filtered out most of those without real substance.

Except for one certain boxing master who had caused an upset.

The second round of eliminations was currently taking place on the ten rings today.

It would be completed within two days.

"Why are today's matches in the morning? I really want to go back to sleep," Lazuli complained.

"The sooner it starts, the sooner it ends. We'll have plenty of time later," Wang Shen raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before it was Lazuli's turn to take the stage.

After her duel with the boxing master Dorank yesterday, no one dared to underestimate Lazuli anymore or dismiss her as a mere pretty face.

Lazuli's opponent this time treated her like a formidable enemy the moment she stepped onto the stage.

He braced his stance and stood his ground, watching Lazuli vigilantly, not daring to attack rashly.

However.

What he failed to account for was this:

Seeing that he wouldn't move, Lazuli took the initiative, flashed to his side, and with a light trip of her foot, sent him tumbling off the stage.

Lazuli secured another victory.

Following that came the familiar routine: the crowd in shock, media interviews, the two of them fleeing, and then food and hotel entertainment.

The subsequent matches all went the same way.

She ended the matches quickly and simply.

Lazuli breezed her way into the grand finals, with no opponent ever able to withstand a single move from her.

During this time.

The beautiful, sexy, and unfathomably strong Lazuli naturally gained many fanatical pursuers.

But after she sent them flying into the sky one by one with a single kick, no one dared to come within ten meters of her.

Wang Shen, naturally, was not kept at ten meters; he was at a negative distance.

Soon, the tenth day arrived!

Ennate, a young man who had trekked over mountains from the remote Xilin Tribe, finally stood on the high platform of the grand finals.

He faced his final opponent: Lazuli!

Facing this unfathomable opponent, Ennate appeared exceptionally nervous, gripping his fists tightly as he stood somewhat constrained on the stage under the gaze of ten thousand people.

As a contestant's family member, Wang Shen was finally no longer standing in the packed crowd to watch the battle.

Instead, he had been arranged in the VIP section, which offered the best view and was positioned even higher than the ring.

From up there, he could clearly see every movement the contestants made.

It was just that, to Wang Shen, all of this was superfluous.

Facing ordinary Earthlings, Lazuli wouldn't even need to launch a single attack.

"Why hasn't it started yet? I'm still waiting to go home and play games."

Wang Shen looked at Lazuli, who was feeling bored from standing for so long, and couldn't help but complain.

Just as Wang Shen was about to reach out for some dessert, he suddenly noticed a pair of tender, white little hands rummaging through his plate.

Looking at the empty spots on his plate, it was clear that this wasn't the first time those little hands had struck.

Seeing those hands about to grab another dessert, Wang Shen quickly pinned them down and gave a gentle tug.

And there, a cute little girl with pigtails popped up from under the table.

She glared with her pale blue eyes and pouted, not daring to look at Wang Shen at all.

She simply kept her head down, struggling with all her might to pull her hand away from Wang Shen's grip so she could escape.

"Who are you? Why are you stealing my dessert?" Wang Shen asked with interest.

The pigtail-wearing girl didn't speak, only pulling her hand away even harder.

Wang Shen continued with a smile: "As long as you tell me who you are, I won't just let you go—I'll even treat you to the desserts on this plate, okay?"

The little girl kept her head down in silence. After a long while, she finally looked up with a flushed face and said embarrassedly, "My name is Videl, and I'm ten years old."

Hearing this, Wang Shen, who had only been looking for a way to pass the time, became even more interested.

It was actually Videl; she was truly adorable.

In the future, she would become one of the rare beauties in Dragon Balls.

She would meet Gohan in high school, and after discovering his identity as the Great Saiyaman, she would take the initiative to pursue him.

After the Majin Buu incident, she and Gohan would end up together.

Later on, she would transform from a stubborn, justice-seeking girl into a devoted wife and mother.

She and Gohan could be considered the only couple in Dragon Balls to have a genuine romantic arc.

"Why did you eat my dessert? Where is your father?"

Videl kept her head down, twisting the hem of her skirt, and whispered, "I was hungry. We finished our desserts, so I just..."

"My father has been focused on the tournament and didn't notice me, so I snuck over here on my own."

"Then your father is truly incompetent, not even able to keep an eye on a little girl," Wang Shen remarked.

With such a cute daughter, what was there to watch in a tournament?

"That's not true! My father is the strongest person in the world. If he wants to, he can do anything!" Videl retorted loudly, lifting her head.

"Is that so?" Wang Shen released Videl's little hand and handed her the dessert.

Sure enough, every child idolized their father when they were young.

It was just that when they grew up... it was hard to say.

Videl rubbed her reddened hand, grabbed the dessert, and began to eat it in big bites.

"Of course! My father is Satan, the world champion!"

After finishing the dessert, Videl pressed her palms together and bowed to Wang Shen to express her gratitude and apology.

Then, she raised her hands and ran off.

That kid Gohan really is lucky!

After teasing the little girl, Wang Shen looked down at the arena.

The tournament had finally begun!

Encouraged by the cheers and shouts of the audience, Ennate stepped up!

Ennate fell off the ring.

For Lazuli, knocking an opponent off the ring was the safest method of attack.

The grand martial arts tournament had finally determined its winner.

At this moment, Satan made his entrance in an incredibly flamboyant manner.

He grabbed both sides of his cape and leaped down from the VIP seating, landing on the ring with a narrow, precarious grace.

He then draped the cape over his shoulders.

"Lazuli, well done."

"Although you are not yet my match, once you become my disciple, you will surely be able to catch up to my footsteps."

Satan tapped the massive championship belt around his waist in a showy display.

"I will train you to be the next world champion."

Wang Shen saw Videl nearby, gazing excitedly at Satan and Lazuli, her eyes filled with a glimmer of envy.

That big sister is so amazing.

I also want to become a world champion like Dad.

Wang Shen shook his head with a smile.

Faced with Satan's self-aggrandizement, Lazuli spoke directly and without a hint of politeness:

"Hey, who said I was going to be your disciple?"

"Hurry up and give me the 100 million prize money; I'm going home."

Eh!?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene except for Wang Shen stood frozen in place, their faces filled with expressions of disbelief.

Was there actually someone who came for the 100 million prize money and refused to become Satan's disciple?

Satan awkwardly maintained his previous flamboyant pose, his mismatched eyes blinking rapidly.

In the end, the host, being a veteran of the stage, hurriedly brought over the case filled with 100 million in cash for Lazuli.

Lazuli's gaze flickered; she took the case steadily, the corners of her mouth curling up uncontrollably.

She had never earned this much money before.

Suppressing her inner excitement, Lazuli forgot Wang Shen's instruction to keep a low profile and flew straight into the sky, carrying the case.

"What!?"

"She, she, she... she flew!"

The scene erupted in gasps. Lazuli, who had refused to be Satan's disciple, had actually flown away!!!

Was this also martial arts?

Almost everyone had this question in their minds, and they all turned their gazes toward Satan in unison.

It seemed they were expecting him to demonstrate the ability to fly as well.

And so, the world champion Satan was suddenly put on the spot, at a complete loss for what to do.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Satan, and he smiled as he explained:

"Everyone, don't misunderstand. That must have been a magic trick Miss Lazuli performed for everyone, prepared in advance. She can't really fly..."

"Oh!~"

Regardless of the reason, the audience ultimately chose to believe him.

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Shen couldn't help but burst into laughter at such a comical scene.

Satan really was a comedian at heart!

Since a flying trick existed, it wouldn't be too far-fetched for a "disappearing person" trick to exist as well, right?

Thinking this, Wang Shen vanished from his spot without any warning.

This caused another round of gasps and searching gazes from the VIP seating.

High above the clouds, Wang Shen looked down at Satan, who was now choosing to take Ennate as his disciple instead, and began to ponder.

Perhaps it was almost time for me to return to the God of Destruction Realm.