After Master Roshi and Ox King left, something happened that no one had expected: a huge crowd surged over and said the same thing.
"I want to buy capsules. I have to buy capsules if I want to achieve final victory."
For a time, a craze for buying capsules spread through the spectator stands. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the people around them, afraid that someone else would use a capsule and claim the final victory. After all, capsules could restore injuries and energy without any side effects.
If they used one at a critical moment, they might take first place in the World Martial Arts Tournament and become martial artists admired by all. Wasn't that entirely possible?
Buy capsules. They had to buy capsules.
"Number Five, did you buy capsules? I bought two for this match. I'll definitely take first place."
"I... I didn't buy any. Ah, I'm going crazy! Do you all have so much money you don't know where to spend it? You could've given it to me."
Everyone in the competitors' area began frantically asking whether others had bought capsules, whether they had really bought them. If they had not, it was basically the same as losing the first round.
Even those with resolute eyes began to waver. They felt like outsiders for actually wanting to fight with their own strength, relying on some firm belief that they could endure until the very end.
"Buy capsules. They bought them, so I have to buy them too. Only by buying capsules can I win."
Unable to bear the discussions around them any longer, these rule-bound people could no longer withstand the psychological blow. They had to buy them to erase that lingering thought from their minds and settle the doubts in their hearts.
The craze for buying capsules