Selection!

[Name: Lin Yuan]

[Race: Human]

[Battle Power: 650 points]

[Ability: Instant Transmission]

[Divine Power: 0]

[Mission List]

[Super Saiyan Bloodline: 40%]

[Mission 7: Raise battle power to 1000. Mission Reward: Battle Power +150, Progress Bar +5%]

Early the next morning, Lin Yuan checked his status panel.

After completing Mission 6 and the random mission of defeating the second-stage Asura, his bloodline progress bar had reached 40%, and his battle power had increased considerably.

Lin Yuan could now confirm that whenever he encountered an opponent stronger than himself who harbored hostility toward him, the system would trigger a random mission.

Completing random missions granted additional bloodline progress!

That meant the more random missions there were, the faster he could obtain the bloodline!

"Hmm... Looks like random missions are practically mandatory!"

Lin Yuan called Bulma.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he placed two fingers against his forehead and sensed Bulma's ki. With a whoosh, he vanished from where he stood.

Yamcha and Bulma were startled when Lin Yuan suddenly appeared before them.

"How did you get here so quickly?!"

Bulma asked in disbelief.

"Hahaha, I just happened to be nearby!"

Lin Yuan scratched his head and brushed it off with an excuse.

He had come today mainly to collect the twenty-times Gravity Chamber Bulma had just finished, while also informing the two of them that he and Launch planned to get married in half a year.

Naturally, they had decided on the marriage the previous night.

Bulma and Yamcha were thoroughly shocked once again, then offered their blessings.

After receiving the Gravity Chamber, Lin Yuan bid the two farewell and flew toward the Ultra Instinct Dojo.

Why didn't he use Instant Transmission?

Because with Lin Yuan's current strength, he could only perform one short-distance Instant Transmission.

After arriving at the Ultra Instinct Dojo, Lin Yuan had Nam gather all the dojo disciples in the indoor training hall.

Before long, everyone had arrived!

Lin Yuan swept his gaze over the energetic disciples in the dojo, quite satisfied, and said, "Hello, my name is Lin Yuan. I am the founder of the Ultra Instinct School. In order to test the results of everyone's training, I have decided..."

Lin Yuan intended to use the World Martial Arts Tournament to assess the disciples' training results.

However, the dojo would only send its four strongest disciples.

Therefore, five months later, the dojo would first hold an internal martial arts competition.

Everyone could enter freely, and the four disciples who placed highest would participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament.

Anyone who made it into the top eight of the World Martial Arts Tournament would receive additional prize money.

Upon hearing the news, everyone became excited, declaring one after another that they would enter the competition and take first place.

Seeing how motivated they were, Lin Yuan smiled faintly.

This time, he did not intend to compete and planned to quietly watch as a spectator.

After all, if he entered now, he would just be bullying everyone...

Over the following period, a wave of sparring swept through the Ultra Instinct Dojo. Most of the basic training classes were replaced with one-on-one combat lessons.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan, Tien Shinhan, Goku, Nam, Chiaotzu, and the others naturally continued training in the Gravity Chamber.

Among the three of them, Tien Shinhan's battle power had now reached 200. Goku was slightly behind at 170, Chiaotzu had reached 150, while Nam was the weakest at 130.

Besides gravity training, Lin Yuan also gave them guidance in their cultivation.

The current Lin Yuan was absolutely qualified to do so.

Day after day passed, and soon it was the day of the dojo's internal tournament.

Inside the Ultra Instinct Dojo, eighty disciples dressed in white martial arts uniforms stood in neat ranks, the air thick with tension and anticipation.

Lin Yuan stood atop the platform, his keen gaze sweeping over every participating disciple.

"Everyone!" Lin Yuan's booming voice echoed through the spacious martial arts hall.

"Today, you will prove through your strength who! Is qualified to represent the martial arts hall in the World Martial Arts Tournament! ..."

"No more nonsense. The qualifiers begin!"

The disciples shouted in unison, their cheers nearly lifting the roof off.

Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction and gestured for an assistant to bring over a massive lottery box.

"The matches will use a one-on-one elimination format. Winners advance, losers leave. Remember, martial arts are not merely a contest of strength, but also a test of will and wisdom."

Lin Yuan drew the first matchup from the box. "The first match: Sate versus Jien!"

Sate was one of the three captains. Aside from Nam and the others, he was also the only strongest captain in the martial arts hall whose combat power had reached one hundred!

Bang! With a muffled impact, Jien was sent several meters back and dropped to one knee.

"I concede." Jien raised a hand with a bitter smile. "As expected of Captain Sate."

Sate stepped forward and pulled him up. "You've improved a great deal. Keep working hard."

Match after match proceeded, and cheers rose and fell throughout the martial arts hall.

Flei, the other female captain, performed just as astonishingly. Her petite body contained incredible strength, and every strike was incomparably precise. She won three consecutive matches with overwhelming superiority.

The third captain, Karino, was equally unstoppable. Not a single disciple in the martial arts hall could stand in his way.

It seemed that as long as the three captains did not face one another, all three should be able to qualify.

Lin Yuan thought to himself.

As for Nam, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, Goku, and the others, they naturally had not entered the qualifiers. With their strength, they could directly make it into the top eight of the World Martial Arts Tournament.

There was naturally no need for them to go through selection.

After a morning of intense competition, only eight of the eighty contestants remained. Besides the three captains, there were five other formidable disciples.

The five of them all had combat power around fifty, and their strengths were roughly equal.

When there was little difference in combat power, victory or defeat depended on other factors.

The eight then drew lots for the final matchups. These matches would determine the final four competitors!

When the match list was announced, a commotion broke out in the hall.

The captains had finally been matched against each other.

Sate VS Karino!

As the most senior disciple and captain, Sate had always been like an older brother to Karino.

"You'd better give it everything you've got, Karino. Let me see how much you've improved over the past six months!"

Sate said with a slight curl of his lips.

Karino clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "I'll definitely defeat you, Brother Sate."

As the previous matches determined their winners, it was finally time for the two of them to face off.

The two captains slowly stepped onto the arena and stood facing each other. They did not even need to warm up; their bodies had long since been adjusted to their peak condition.

Lin Yuan said sternly, "Stop at the right moment. Begin!"

The instant his words fell, Karino's figure suddenly vanished. In the next moment, he appeared at Sate's left side, chopping straight for his neck. Sate twisted aside to evade, then threw a backhand punch toward Karino's chest.

Bang! Karino crossed his arms to block, but was blasted several steps back, leaving cracks in the floor beneath his feet.

"What terrifying strength." Karino shook his numbed arms.

Sate did not answer. Every muscle in his body tensed, and his skin faintly reddened—this was the sign of him pushing his ki to the limit. Karino did not dare let his guard down and took a deep breath.

The two charged at each other simultaneously, their fists and kicks colliding with deafening explosions. They moved so quickly that ordinary disciples could see only afterimages; only Lin Yuan and a handful of others could clearly follow their movements.

And in the eyes of experts like Lin Yuan, the outcome had already been decided.

Sure enough, after several dozen exchanges, Karino failed to keep up with his defensive transitions and was sent flying by a punch.

Karino also knew that continuing the fight would give him no chance of victory, so he immediately called out his surrender.

"The match is over. Sate wins!" Lin Yuan announced the result.

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the martial arts hall.

Breathing heavily, Sate walked over to Karino and gave him a thumbs-up.

"You've become much stronger."

Receiving Sate's approval, Karino said happily, "I'll keep working hard. I won't lose to you next time."

The two then shook hands, and applause rang out across the hall once more.

Lin Yuan watched the scene with satisfaction. Those who practiced martial arts cultivated their hearts. If they could maintain this mindset, then who would ultimately earn the title of Earth's strongest man was still anyone's guess.

"Next, I will announce those representing the martial arts hall in the World Martial Arts Tournament..."