"Looking for trouble, are you?"
Qin Feng's large hand slid unceremoniously down her smooth back and gave her a firm squeeze.
"Ah..."
Android 18 shuddered, letting out a sweet moan that made everyone's bones go weak.
Her legs gave out in an instant, and she clung helplessly to Qin Feng.
Seizing the opportunity, Qin Feng grabbed her slender waist with one hand and tossed her gently out of the ring as if she were a bundle of soft cotton.
"Ah!"
Android 18 steadied herself in midair and landed lightly outside the ring.
She shot Qin Feng a resentful look, her eyes full of lingering desire.
"O-out of bounds!"
The host was dumbfounded. It took him a full five seconds to react before he shouted at the top of his lungs, "The champion of this World Martial Arts Tournament has been crowned! He is... Mr. Qin Feng!"
"Woooo!"
The spectators erupted into a tidal wave of cheers.
The match had ended far too quickly, but the sight of that busty beauty throwing herself into his arms had been incredible.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the mission: take first place in the World Martial Arts Tournament. Reward: 0.1-second Time-Skip!"
As soon as the match was declared over, the system's cold notification rang out in Qin Feng's mind right on cue.
In an instant, Qin Feng felt a flood of information surge into his mind, while his muscles developed an uncanny sense of muscle memory.
He had completely mastered the technique behind Time-Skip. It was crystal clear!
"Now that's a good reward. I've got another deadly trump card."
Qin Feng licked his lips, elated.
Time-Skip couldn't directly raise his base combat power, but in a fight to the death, it was the deadliest hidden weapon.
With this ability to skip through time, his odds against an opponent of equal strength would shoot straight up to ninety-nine percent.
Whoosh!
With his reward secured, Qin Feng leaped down from the raised platform.
"You brute! You never know your own strength!"
The moment his feet touched the ground, Android 18 charged over, fuming.
"Why wouldn't you let me win? I wanted to know what it felt like to be champion!" She glared at Qin Feng with glistening eyes, her breath sweet and fragrant.
She had only pretended to fight onstage. What she'd really wanted was to win the championship and bask in the attention.
Instead, Qin Feng had tossed her out of the ring.
"What's the point of fighting over an empty title?"
Qin Feng grabbed her plump, pert backside, drawing a breathy moan from the stunning beauty in his arms.
"Isn't money all you care about? You can manage the entire 150 million prize money. Spend it however you like. Is that enough?" Qin Feng cut straight to the heart of the matter.
He only cared about the system's rewards. In the Dragon Ball World, money was practically worthless, so he didn't mind giving it to her.
"Hmph! At least you know what you're doing."
The instant she heard that all the money would be hers, Android 18's face lit up.
She wrapped her arms around Qin Feng's neck, kissed him hard, and left his mouth glistening with saliva. Then she swayed her slender waist and hurried backstage, beaming, to collect the prize money.
Her black-stocking-clad backside swayed alluringly, setting the air ablaze.
At the same time.
On distant King Kai's Planet, North Kai was sweating profusely as he tried to contact Son Goku.
"Goku! Quit messing around and listen up! There's big trouble!"
North Kai's urgent voice rang directly in Son Goku's mind.
"Huh? King Kai?"
Son Goku paused, bewildered. "What kind of big trouble? Earth's doing just fine."
Cell had been reduced to dust, and the world was at peace. Why did King Kai sound as though the sky were falling?
"Enough chatter! A gang of vicious space thugs is speeding toward Earth! Their leader is named Bojack!"
North Kai's voice was grave. "They're incredibly powerful, possibly even a cut above you and Vegeta! Get everyone ready!"
"Space thugs?"
Son Goku scratched his messy hair, even more confused.
He'd never heard of anyone by that name. Why were they coming to Earth out of nowhere?
"There's no time to explain. Those bastards used to wreak havoc all over the galaxy. It took all four of us Kais working together just to seal Bojack away."
"But something happened in the South Galaxy a few days ago! A terrifying monster appeared. South Kai went to subdue it, and the monster killed him!"
"With South Kai dead, the sealing formation broke. Bojack and his men all escaped. I don't know why they're targeting Earth, but you absolutely can't let your guard down!"
North Kai spoke rapidly, laying out everything he knew about Bojack in a few short sentences.
"Huh?"
Son Goku scratched his cheek and muttered, "It took all four of you Kais to seal him? Doesn't sound like he's all that strong."
Back when he was younger, he'd thought King Kai was unfathomably powerful. But ever since everyone had learned to become Super Saiyans, King Kai's combat power had been nothing to them.
Anyone the Kais could subdue was probably just a bunch of nobodies.
"Idiot! Get a grip!"
Hearing Son Goku look down on the enemy, North Kai flew into a rage. "Bojack is ridiculously strong! If you keep acting like this, I won't lift a finger when Earth gets blown to bits!"
"All right, all right, I was wrong. Don't get mad, King Kai."
Seeing the old man genuinely lose his temper, Son Goku quickly apologized. "How long until they reach Earth?"
"By my estimate, no more than an hour! Get ready to fight!" North Kai said, then cut off the telepathic connection with a snap.
"Kakarot, what are you mumbling about?"
Vegeta had noticed something was up. He strode over, his face dark, and demanded an explanation.
Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, and the others also gathered around, curious.
Qin Feng stood off to the side, the corner of his mouth lifting. He already knew what was going on.
"King Kai just sent me a message. He said a gang of space thugs led by someone named Bojack is heading for Earth."
Son Goku filled them in. "They'll be here soon, and apparently they're pretty tough."
"Bojack? Space thugs?"
The others exchanged bewildered looks.
"Good! They're right on time!"
Vegeta clenched both fists, a savage gleam flashing in his eyes.
Qin Feng had knocked him out with a single punch that day, grinding the Saiyan Prince's pride into the dirt. He'd been burning with destructive rage ever since, with nowhere to vent it.
"I've been itching to kill someone, and these trash bags have come straight to me to use as punching bags. I'll tear them all to pieces!"
Half an hour later.
Son Goku led Vegeta and the others to a deserted island north of Bunz City.
"They're here."
Son Goku narrowed his eyes, his tone grave.
Just moments earlier, he'd sensed several astonishing ki signatures.
Every one of them was on the level of a Super Saiyan. One in particular was razor-sharp, far stronger than Android 17 and Android 18.
It was even more powerful than Cell.
The others had sensed them too, and their expressions instantly darkened.
"Hmph! Took them long enough. Their ki isn't bad. They'll make perfect punching bags!" Vegeta folded his arms, looking supremely confident.
Qin Feng had come along to watch the excitement, too.
He sat casually on a high rock.
Android 18 sat astride his lap, her body as pliant as a boneless doll.
Her miniskirt had ridden up to her waist, leaving her completely uncovered underneath.
Qin Feng's large hand had slipped beneath her skirt, kneading her again and again.
The slick sensation and the dampness beneath his fingertips put Qin Feng in an excellent mood.
Blushing from head to toe, Android 18 watched the show with him as they continued to make out.
Qin Feng knew that this gang was Bojack's crew.
They'd come to Earth after Cell's death. They were reasonably strong, and made for a free action movie.
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