World Martial Arts Tournament

Over the next seven months, Goku and Krillin persevered through intense training every day.

Goku gradually increased his weighted gear to 200 kilograms. His astonishing endurance made both Krillin and Master Roshi wonder whether Goku was even human.

One day, Master Roshi stood beneath the setting sun and mentioned that the World Martial Arts Tournament was approaching.

Master Roshi encouraged them, "You should both enter the tournament when the time comes—not to compete over victory or defeat, but to keep surpassing yourselves."

During the final month of training, Goku's weighted gear gradually increased to an astounding 250 kilograms. His stamina and fighting strength improved rapidly; perhaps he had already approached or even surpassed Master Roshi.

There was only one day left until registration for the tournament.

Master Roshi put on a formal suit and looked particularly sharp. Smiling at Goku and Krillin with satisfaction, he said, "You can both take off your weighted gear now!"

Krillin and Goku did as they were told. When they removed the weights that weighed dozens and hundreds of kilograms, respectively, their entire bodies immediately felt incomparably light, as though heavy shackles had been lifted.

Master Roshi observed the two of them, a pleased smile in his eyes. "Come on, try jumping with all your strength."

Krillin took a deep breath and suddenly leaped with all his might—his body actually soared to nearly a hundred meters in the air!

He looked down at the ground beneath his feet in astonishment, his heart filled with disbelief.

Goku, meanwhile, gave a light jump and shot straight into the air, rising even higher than Krillin—several hundred meters high!

He did a flip in midair and landed lightly.

He secretly figured that if he jumped with all his strength, a few thousand meters should be no problem.

Master Roshi nodded in satisfaction and said to Goku and Krillin, "You've both improved greatly, but remember: tomorrow's tournament is an opportunity to broaden your horizons and learn. The goal of competition isn't victory or defeat, but surpassing the person you were yesterday!"

Launch took out gifts she had prepared herself and handed them to Goku and Krillin.

When they opened them, they found entire suits inside! Goku and Krillin were surprised but excited as well, and quickly changed into them.

After putting on the suits, Goku and Krillin stood before the mirror and looked each other over, unable to stop themselves from laughing.

The suits fit them well. Although they were unused to such formal attire after wearing martial arts uniforms all the time, they had to admit that this outfit did make them look much more spirited.

Master Roshi walked over and nodded approvingly. "Not bad, not bad! You two look pretty decent in formal wear too!"

Master Roshi took Goku and Krillin to the car, preparing to head to the airport.

Before they left, Launch waved goodbye and reminded them with a smile to be careful on the road, saying that she would take good care of Kame House.

Under the starlight of the night sky, the plane slowly descended at the airport on the island where the tournament was being held. Master Roshi, Goku, and Krillin stepped off the plane, full of excitement.

Passing through the bustling terminal, they saw the lively metropolis. The neon lights glittered in the night, dazzling their eyes.

After leaving the terminal, Master Roshi hailed a taxi.

The driver was a talkative middle-aged man. Seeing them dressed in formal attire, he smiled and joked, "Are you folks here sightseeing?"

Master Roshi smiled faintly and replied, "No, we're here to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament."

Hearing that, surprise flashed through the driver's eyes as he turned to look Goku and Krillin over.

"Such young kids entering the tournament—impressive! I heard there are especially many applicants this year, with experts gathering from everywhere."

As the taxi drove on, the nighttime scenery streamed past the windows, neon lights forming one dazzling picture after another.

Master Roshi rested against his seat with his eyes half-closed, while Goku and Krillin kept looking around at the bustling surroundings.

After driving for about half an hour, the taxi finally stopped in the area where the tournament grounds were located.

Master Roshi paid the fare, and after getting out, the three of them looked up at the magnificent venue before them.

Even at night, the tournament grounds were still brightly lit, with a group of martial artists gathered at the entrance.

At the tournament registration desk, Master Roshi completed Goku and Krillin's registrations.

Goku quickly scanned the registration book and sharply noticed a name—"Jackie Chun."

He immediately understood that Master Roshi had secretly registered himself under a false name to conceal his identity.

As Goku was preparing to leave the registration desk, a familiar figure approached them from afar—Yamcha, with Puar sitting on his shoulder.

Dressed in a martial arts uniform, his gaze was resolute. He had clearly made thorough preparations.

Yamcha stopped in front of Goku and said provocatively, "Son Goku, this time, I'll definitely defeat you."

Goku was slightly taken aback before replying, "I'll be waiting!"

Just then, a familiar voice rang out from the crowd. "Goku!"

Bulma greeted him enthusiastically, "Goku, you finally came to compete? That's great! I'm looking forward to your amazing performance!"

"Bulma, how did you know we were coming to the tournament?"

"I heard the tournament was being held, so I guessed you definitely wouldn't miss an opportunity like this! I came to cheer you on!"

Smack! Smack! Smack! Goku gave Bulma's butt several hard slaps.

Master Roshi's heart itched as he watched. "Hehehe, let me touch too!"

"Get lost!" Bulma slapped him across the face!

Early in the morning, Goku and Krillin left the hotel looking refreshed, following Master Roshi toward the World Martial Arts Tournament venue.

Just before entering the venue, Master Roshi took two sets of Kame Style martial arts uniforms from his bag and gave them to Goku and Krillin.

Ignoring the looks from the surrounding crowd, Goku and Krillin changed clothes right there in public.

"Martial arts uniforms really are more convenient for fighting!"

Upon arriving at the tournament grounds, Goku looked up at the spectators ahead. Bulma stood at the entrance, shooting him flirtatious glances!

Afterward, Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha entered the backstage area together.

The backstage area was spacious and bustling, yet the entire place was filled with tension.

Contestants from all over the world had already gathered there.

Goku looked around and saw some contestants stretching and warming up, while others sparred with one another, honing their fists and kicks.

They came in all shapes and sizes and carried impressive presences, but Goku knew they were all just for show.

Krillin nervously swallowed and said to Goku in a low voice, "Goku, these guys don't look simple."

Goku nodded with a smile. "Yeah. This is perfect—we can have a proper match with them and see just how much our training has paid off!"