You Couldn't Touch My Heels Even After a Hundred More Years of Training

The youth division of the World Martial Arts Tournament came to a close.

Trunks took the championship without any suspense, while Son Goten had to settle for second place.

Immediately following was the drawing for the adult division.

"Kid, I'm going to draw you this time. I'll make you witness the terrifying results of my seven years of hellish special training!"

Vegeta leaned in close to Qin Feng, his face full of arrogance as he made his declaration.

"Vegeta, can you just give it a rest?"

Qin Feng glanced at him sideways, his face full of disdain. "I'll put it this way: with your talent, you could train for another hundred years and still wouldn't be able to touch my heels. Get it?"

Vegeta's talent was indeed top-tier, but he was a man who had the system as a cheat.

Coming over every day just to get abused—the man clearly had a screw loose.

"Tch, keep putting on that act."

Vegeta didn't get angry; instead, he looked even more smug. "Once we're on the ring, this prince will teach you a lesson."

"Fine, I'll be waiting to see how you embarrass yourself." Qin Feng nodded perfunctorily.

The results of the draw were announced quickly.

As luck would have it, Qin Feng and Vegeta had both drawn the number ten!

"Damn! How did you two end up facing each other?"

Son Goku's face immediately fell, filled with dissatisfaction.

He had traveled all the way back to Earth just to have a fight with Qin Feng.

And yet, this guy Vegeta had snatched the opportunity in the very first round.

"My apologies, Kakarot!"

Vegeta clenched his fists and let out a wild laugh. "You won't get a chance to cross blades with him. Because in the first round, I'm going to completely wreck him!"

"Sigh."

Qin Feng looked at Vegeta as if he were an idiot. "Terminal delusions; I suggest immediate cremation."

Where did this guy get such mysterious confidence?

He had been beaten black and blue by him with one hand seven years ago, yet he actually thought he could win now?

Did he think he had just been sleeping for the past seven years?

"Ladies and gentlemen, contestants and spectators!"

"The adult division of the 25th World Martial Arts Tournament begins now!"

"The first match: Krillin versus Yark!"

The golden-haired announcer's passionate voice echoed throughout the arena.

The audience erupted into thunderous cheers.

"Lucky, didn't run into Goku and those other monsters."

Krillin let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as he avoided the Saiyans and Piccolo, he was guaranteed a win in the first round—at the very least, he wouldn't lose face.

His opponent, Yark, was just an ordinary strongman who had only scored seventy-something on the punch-strength tester.

As expected, Krillin easily secured the first victory.

Among ordinary people, he was absolutely at the ceiling level.

Immediately after, the second match began.

Son Gohan faced off against Kibito, the attendant to the Supreme Kai.

"Mr. Goku, we may need to make use of your son in a moment."

"Please rest assured, there is absolutely no malice intended. I beg you all not to interfere!"

Shin, the Supreme Kai, suddenly walked up to Son Goku and said in a low voice.

Son Goku frowned slightly.

He couldn't understand what this short guy was planning at all.

However, he truly couldn't sense any killing intent from the other party.

"Fine."

Son Goku agreed offhandedly.

If these two dared to pull anything, he would definitely strike the moment it happened.

"Ding! System mission triggered!"

"Option 1: Prevent Majin Buu from being unsealed. Reward: Supreme Kai identity card!"

"Option 2: Indirectly assist in unsealing Majin Buu and defeat him. Reward: One Z Sword!"

"Option 3: Assist in unsealing him and completely obliterate Majin Buu. Reward: Infinite regeneration ability surpassing Kid Buu!"

The voice of the golden finger sounded right on time.

"Work's here."

Qin Feng swept a glance over the mission panel.

He ignored Option 1 immediately.

He wouldn't take the identity of a Supreme Kai—that weak, cowardly position—even if they paid him.

The Z Sword in Option 2 was also just a piece of scrap metal; aside from hiding an old pervert inside, it had zero practical use.

Using cold weapons to hack at people in the Dragon Ball World was purely a joke.

Only the reward for Option 3 was truly tempting.

Regeneration ability surpassing Kid Buu!

One had to know that Kid Buu could fully recover from just a single remaining cell, and without losing any energy.

If he could be even more monstrous than that, he would essentially be immortal, provided he didn't run into the kind of rule-based power used by a God of Destruction that specifically countered regeneration.

"Choose three. Slaughter Kid Buu."

Qin Feng made his decision decisively.

On the arena stage.

Son Gohan and Kibito stood facing each other.

"Son Gohan, stop holding back. Show me the full extent of your power!" Kibito provoked loudly.

Although he hadn't come to test their combat strength, he was curious about exactly how much these inferior creatures were worth.

"You want to see? Fine, I'll satisfy you."

Son Gohan's eyes sharpened. Since he couldn't keep his identity hidden much longer, he might as well have a good, thorough fight.

"Hrah!"

Son Gohan clenched his fists tightly.

Boom! The entire arena shook violently.

Thick blue lightning bolts slithered across the ground like wild pythons.

Although he had neglected his training over the last seven years, he had still practiced diligently from time to time after the deaths of his father and Vegeta.

His current strength had long since broken through the limits of a Super Saiyan!

"Ha!"

Accompanied by a roar, a dazzling golden aura erupted from Son Gohan's body.

Gale-force winds whipped up!

Blue lightning danced frantically!

His hair stood straight up in a golden mane!

Super Saiyan 2!

"Impossible! How could an inferior creature possess such terrifying power?!"

"This energy... it even surpasses Lord Supreme Kai!"

Kibito, standing opposite him, retreated two steps in shock, his face filled with terror.

He had always looked down on humans, but today, he had been slapped hard in the face.

"That kid Gohan is doing alright!" Son Goku said, pleasantly surprised.

He knew his son's lazy nature best; he hadn't expected that even after seven years of not seeing him, Gohan had managed to reach the threshold of Super Saiyan 2 on his own.

"Tch! That's all he's got. If he were willing to put in the hard work, his strength would definitely be more than this," Vegeta remarked with a sour, sarcastic tone from the sidelines.

Just as Son Gohan flared his energy, Babidi's two puppet subordinates in the corner of the arena—Yamu and Spopovich—pounced toward Son Gohan like starving wolves.

"Everyone, please cooperate with me and do not move."

Shin, the Supreme Kai, turned his head to shout, immediately raising both hands to prepare his psychic powers to freeze Son Gohan.

Swish!

Qin Feng flashed into existence out of thin air and gripped Shin's arm in a vice-like hold.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

Shin was shocked, struggling desperately, only to find that Qin Feng's hand was as immovable as an iron clamp.

They clearly agreed not to interfere just a moment ago, so why was this guy not playing by the rules?

"It's just finding a wizard; did you really have to go through such a long-winded process?"

"To put it bluntly, if you two pieces of trash weren't constantly jumping out to make your presence known, Majin Buu would never have been able to break the seal," Qin Feng mocked without a hint of politeness.

In the original story, these two were purely useless, failing at everything they touched.

"But..." Shin was sweating profusely from anxiety.

"Shut up. From now on, you just need to focus on leading the way, you broken god."

Qin Feng shook off his arm.

On the arena, Son Gohan, now free from Shin's control, threw two backhanded punches that sent Yamu and Spopovich crashing to the ground.

Seeing the situation turn against them, the two puppets scrambled to their feet and took to the air to flee.

"They're running! We must follow them to find Majin Buu's hiding place!"

"If you all are willing to help, follow me!" Shin shouted in a panic, taking the lead in the pursuit.

"Sounds exciting, I'll go join in the fun!"

Son Goku didn't say another word and followed immediately.

Piccolo, Krillin, Son Gohan, and Kibito followed closely behind.

In order to complete his system mission, Qin Feng naturally followed as well.