World Martial Arts Tournament

Kibito said anxiously, "Supreme Kai, that's Majin Buu! If Majin Buu's seal is broken, the entire universe will face the threat of destruction!"

Shin's gaze remained calm, utterly unconcerned.

As his strength steadily increased, Shin had stopped caring about many things that had once mattered to him.

For example, he had initially wanted to befriend the main cast. But whenever his divine sense fell upon Son Goku and the others, and he sensed auras as insignificant as insects, he lost all interest in making friends with them.

How could a person become friends with insects?

After all, Shin's potential activation progress had now reached 45.91%, and his overall stats had long surpassed Beerus's by a wide margin.

Now, not only the main cast—even Beerus was just an insignificant nobody in Shin's eyes.

That was why Shin had never interfered with the development of the Dragon Ball storyline over the years, allowing everything to proceed naturally.

At Shin's current level, he simply had no interest in meddling in fights between insects.

From Shin's perspective, every battle between the main cast and their enemies was no different from a group of crickets fighting. He could watch when bored, treating it as a way to pass the time.

In the current Universe 7, the only one still worth Shin's attention was the angel Whis, because Shin still could not defeat him.

"Kibito, calm down." A glint flashed in Shin's eyes as he activated Pacify Hearts.

Kibito, who had been frantic moments ago, suddenly calmed down as though he had been hit by Bone King's Forced Calm.

Kibito looked calm as he asked evenly, "Supreme Kai, aren't we going to stop Majin Buu's resurrection?"

Shin thought about it. His usual style was to let things unfold naturally, and according to the original Dragon Ball plot, this was when he should make his appearance.

Since that was the case...

"Whether Majin Buu is resurrected is not important. What matters is how to deal with the series of problems his resurrection will cause," Shin said calmly.

Majin Buu's instincts were cruel. He would instinctively destroy everything and kill all living beings. But after Majin Buu absorbed the Grand Supreme Kai, his mindset had changed. He had become as innocent as a child.

As long as he was given proper guidance, the current Majin Buu was actually harmless.

"Come on, Kibito. Let's go to Earth. It should be quite lively there right now," Shin said with a smile.

May 7, Age 774.

The 25th World Martial Arts Tournament was held today, and the venue was exceptionally lively.

Aside from the ordinary people there to liven up the atmosphere, the only people at the venue worth Shin's attention were the main cast.

Kibito was constantly watching the Supreme Kai. Following Shin's gaze, he spotted Son Goku and his group.

When he saw the halo above Son Goku's head, Kibito said in surprise, "That person... he's dead, isn't he?! How did he come to the world of the living?"

"That's what happens when you have connections," Shin said blandly.

Suddenly.

Shin sensed a familiar divine sense sweep across the entire venue, until it stopped on him...

Shin looked up, divine light flickering in his eyes. His gaze crossed thousands of miles and landed on a figure far away... himself, who had traveled here from the past.

Seeing his past self, Shin had only one thought... So weak.

Was his past self really this fragile?

Shin sighed inwardly, but did not forget to offer his past self a friendly smile and raise a hand in greeting.

Shin could clearly sense the shock in his past self's heart, yet the other still boldly continued probing him inside and out with divine sense...

Black lines appeared on Shin's forehead. Was his past self really this reckless? Couldn't he sense the gap in strength between them?

I really want to slap him to death!

His past self's rude behavior made Shin feel the long-forgotten sensation of being offended!

Shin clenched his fist. With a single thought, he could erase his boundaryless self thousands of miles away!

But in the end, he slowly loosened his fist.

Taking a deep breath, Shin kept comforting himself inwardly: Don't get angry, don't get angry. That's my past self. Don't lower yourself to my own level.

A person could not even empathize with their past self.

At the time, Shin had only been curious about how strong his future self was. He had never realized how suicidal his behavior was.

Fortunately, the one he had provoked was his future self. Otherwise, he probably would have been finished on the spot.

Noticing Shin's unusual behavior, Kibito asked with concern, "Supreme Kai, did something happen?"

Shin shook his head and said blandly, "Nothing."

World Martial Arts Tournament venue.

Son Goku and the others walked out of the restaurant inside the venue. They had just eaten their fill and were in an excellent mood.

Shin was waiting for Son Goku and his group in one of the venue's corridors.

Although Shin no longer intended to actively befriend Son Goku and the others, the story ahead would still require frequent contact with the Son family.

And with the added influence of childhood nostalgia, Shin had deliberately come over to say hello.

Son Goku looked at Shin and Kibito across the corridor, his expression puzzled. "Um... do you need something?"

Shin smiled faintly. "We finally meet, Mr. Son Goku."

Son Goku froze. "You know me?"

Shin nodded. "I've been watching you all this time. You're a very special person."

"You've been watching me all this time?" Son Goku tilted his head, looking utterly confused. Clearly, his simple mind could not comprehend such a complicated matter.

"We'll probably be in frequent contact as the story continues, so I came specifically to say hello this time." With a smile, Shin turned and left with Kibito.

Watching Shin and Kibito's departing backs, Son Goku still looked completely bewildered.

Cold sweat had already appeared on Piccolo's forehead. His eyes remained fixed on Shin's departing figure. Although Shin had not released any aura at all, Piccolo could somehow feel an oppressive pressure... a suffocating pressure!

Piccolo slowly walked over to Son Goku and asked nervously, "Goku, do you know that person from earlier?"

Son Goku shook his head. "No. And it was strange. I obviously couldn't sense his ki, but just standing in front of him made me instinctively feel my heart tighten. I think he's an expert."

"We probably won't win this tournament easily."

Hearing that.

Krillin scratched his thick head of hair and said, "Really? But they looked pretty ordinary, didn't they? I couldn't tell what was so impressive about them. To me, they were just two strange guys."

"Hmph!"

Vegeta snorted coldly and turned to glare at Son Goku. "Kakarot, you're making a big deal out of nothing. They're just insignificant clowns who crawled out of nowhere. The only person worth your attention in this tournament is me!"

Son Goku scratched his head and laughed. "Maybe I was overthinking it. Ahahaha."

(End of Chapter)