Just now, Master Roshi gave me a Capsule Corp Capsule filled with water inside the building. Sorry for the trouble."
Bulma froze. "Inside the martial arts school, Master Roshi gave you a Capsule?"
Nam nodded. "That's right. The villagers are waiting for me to bring the water back, so I'll be going!"
"Okay, goodbye!"
With that, Nam walked away and disappeared from sight.
Bulma rubbed her chin, lost in thought.
"Inside the martial arts school, Master Roshi gave him a Capsule.
Jackie Chun's power was even greater than Master Roshi's when he put out that fire.
One Kamehameha could push the moon away.
Master Roshi had disappeared right from the start..."
The image of Master Roshi's bald head overlapped with Jackie Chun's. Bulma's pupils shrank.
"I've got it! He disguised himself as Jackie Chun. They're the same person!"
Just then, the referee announced, "The fourth match will be between Son Goku and Giran. Both contestants, please take the stage."
Soon, a Dinosaur Man stepped into the ring.
He was enormous, with wings on his back and bulging muscles.
He was clearly no ordinary person, but a monster.
He was Goku's opponent, Giran.
At the same time, Goku also climbed into the ring and started stretching as if nobody else were there.
Seeing Little Goku casually doing leg stretches, Giran looked displeased.
"Kid, I'll beat you so badly you'll be running home with your tail between your legs!"
Son Goku looked at Giran and couldn't help sniffing.
"Wow, you smell delicious, buddy! What a shame..."
Giran was curious. "What's a shame?"
Goku continued warming up. "I'm great at roasting dinosaurs!
With a body like yours, you'd be tender and juicy. You'd sizzle with fat over the fire.
But since you're intelligent, I can't roast you. That's why it's a shame!"
Giran flew into a rage. "What? You little brat, you're looking down on me!"
Just then, the referee shouted, "Begin!"
Relying on his size, Giran suddenly swept a kick toward Son Goku.
His thick thigh was a little bigger than Little Goku's whole body, making it impossible to block.
But his huge size also left him with more openings.
Little Goku pressed forward instead of retreating, dodged the kick with an attack, then spun around and kicked Giran in the face.
With a thud, Giran fell to the ground.
The referee was astonished, too, and immediately began commentating. "Amazing! Giran attacked first, but Son Goku pressed forward instead of retreating.
He dodged the attack and kicked Giran in the face. Giran's been knocked down!"
The Four Finalists Were All from the Turtle School
"Damn it!"
Giran rubbed his face and got back up.
"Kid, you've made me mad! Take this!"
As he spoke, Giran swung his huge fist at Goku in an uppercut.
Son Goku pressed forward once more. He blocked Giran's attack with his left hand,
then clenched his right hand into a fist and punched Giran in the stomach.
Giran groaned, clutching his stomach as his face twisted in pain.
But Little Goku didn't give him a moment to catch his breath.
He moved behind Giran, grabbed his tail, and swung him into the air,
then slammed him hard against the ground.
With a thunderous smack, Giran hit the floor.
The impact was deafening. Everyone near the World Martial Arts Tournament heard it loud and clear.
The referee was astonished by the sight, too.
"My goodness! Son's strength is incredible!
He's so small, yet he picked up the enormous Giran and slammed him hard onto the floor!
What a remarkable fighter!"
Son Goku looked at Giran lying on the ground.
Giran's mouth twitched a few times. Before the referee could even count, he got back to his feet.
Son Goku blinked and resumed his ready stance.
But the very next moment, Giran announced that he was surrendering.
The referee announced the result.
"Son Goku is the winner!"
Krillin and Chi-Chi cheered at the sight.
"Goku, you were amazing!" Chi-Chi cried.
"Goku, you're incredible! You won in just a few moves!" Krillin said.
Chi-Chi nodded. "That's right, you're so strong, Goku.
You won without even breaking a sweat.
Unlike me—I had to go to great lengths to beat Nam!"
Goku smiled faintly. "It's different. Nam was far stronger than Giran to begin with."
Chi-Chi suddenly understood, her eyes sparkling with little stars once more.
"Goku, you're amazing. You even figured that out!"
Son Goku gave an awkward smile. Chi-Chi was praising him again.
If he let himself get carried away, he'd look like an idiot.
After spending so much time around kids, even his own mindset had become childish.
Seeing Little Goku win so easily, Jackie Chun couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.
"That kid's incredible. He's barely used any of his strength so far.
Could I end up losing to my own student?"
Soon, the referee continued the tournament.
"After a series of exciting matches, we have our four finalists!
They are Jackie Chun, Krillin,
Chi-Chi, and Son Goku. Let's give them a big round of applause!"
"Clap, clap, clap, clap!"
The audience erupted in applause.
Bulma looked at the four finalists and shrugged helplessly.
Good grief. One Master Roshi and three students had taken all four spots. Nobody else was left.
They could just fight among themselves. Why bother entering the tournament?
Bulma tilted her head as she watched Goku and muttered, "Still, Master Roshi really thought this through.
He was afraid they'd get cocky,
so he entered the tournament himself to show them there was always someone stronger. He may be a bit of a lecher, but he's a very good teacher."
The people below watched the ring, where one old man and three children stood, their expressions varying.
"The four finalists have been decided! I can't believe it's one old man and three kids. How amazing!"
"I heard they're all Master Roshi's students!"
"That's right! Master Roshi is amazing!"
"Exactly! Three of Master Roshi's students have made it to the finals. The title of God of Martial Arts is truly meant for him!"
Seeing the other three people in the ring—and himself—being praised by the audience, Jackie Chun felt quietly pleased.
Once the audience's enthusiasm died down, the referee announced the next match.
"The fifth match begins now!
Jackie Chun and Krillin, please step forward!"
"Krillin, you can do it!"
"Jackie Chun's very strong, so just give it everything you've got!"
Krillin nodded. "Yeah. Even if I can't beat him, I'll do my best to wear him down.
There's no way the three of us can't beat one old man if we take turns.
The World Martial Arts Tournament championship belongs to the Turtle School!"
Chi-Chi's eyes shone. "That's right! Good luck!"
Son Goku gave Krillin an encouraging look.
He knew that old man was Master Roshi.
Win or lose, the Turtle School had already dominated the tournament.
Unlike in the previous matches, both Krillin and Jackie Chun had fought their way up through one battle after another against the other contestants.
Neither of them said a word.
Knowing he was no match for his opponent, Krillin attacked first.
He stomped down hard and thrust a punch toward Jackie Chun.
Jackie Chun didn't dare underestimate him. He quickly retreated and dodged.
Krillin already knew his probing attack wouldn't land, so he immediately changed his moves.
He followed with a side kick, a sweeping roundhouse kick, a straight punch, and an uppercut.
A flurry of attacks came one after another.
Even Jackie Chun was caught off guard for a moment.
Fortunately, he hadn't underestimated Krillin, and managed to block every attack in the combination.
The two quickly pulled apart.