Universal Martial Arts Tournament

When Kashius and the others arrived in West City again, Vegeta, Krillin, Master Roshi, and the others had already been waiting for a long time.

Even Beerus, the God of Destruction who usually loved food beyond measure, had stopped eating. He stood on the second floor of Bulma's home with his hands behind his back, quietly awaiting Kashius and the others' arrival.

It was now seven thirty in the morning.

Master Roshi stood together with Puar and Yamcha. Son Goku's sudden invitation had greatly surprised him, and in order not to hold Universe 7 back, he had taken Puar along for secret special training.

As for Yamcha, he had served as their caretaker throughout.

"Krillin, if you run into danger, don't try to tough it out. Let that annoying Kashius take the hit."

Beside him, Tiana gently smoothed out the wrinkles in Krillin's Turtle School martial arts uniform.

Little Lilith tugged on Krillin's pant leg and said in a crisp voice, "Daddy, do your best."

"Ah, I know, Lilith. Daddy will do his best." Krillin smiled as he rubbed her round little head.

A gentle wife, an adorable daughter—what in this world could be more important than that?

"Krillin, are you ready? We're leaving." The moment he landed, Son Goku came over to Krillin.

Likewise, Kashius walked up to Master Roshi and greeted him with a smile. "Master Roshi, we have to do our best this time."

After a pause, Kashius's expression abruptly changed. He suddenly leaned close to Master Roshi's ear with a sly grin and whispered, "For the sake of seeing little girls' underwear in the future, do your best."

Yamcha: "..."

Ahem, of course, Kashius naturally hadn't included his own daughter in that. He could trick anyone, but not his own daughter.

At last, after everyone