"Was he serious?"
"Chiaotzu, why did we lose to a guy like this?"
"Tien Shinhan, I don't get it either!"
Backstage, Krillin, Tien Shinhan, and the others who had already lost their matches were speechless.
Even the sunglasses-wearing referee beside the ring couldn't help saying, "Contestant Mark, those moves you just used..."
"What? Wasn't my performance perfect?" Mark turned and frowned.
"No..." A bead of sweat trickled down the referee's forehead. "It's just that you saw Son Goku's earlier matches too, and the things they did..."
"Oh!" Mark said dismissively. "Those were just special effects. They can't fool my eyes!"
"Special effects?"
"Huh?" Goku was stunned too.
Seeing his reaction, Mark pointed at Son Goku and said, "Well? I hit the nail on the head, didn't I? You fraud! If you've got any real skill, fight me fair and square!"
"But I'm not putting on an act," Son Goku protested, feeling wronged.
"Enough talk! Referee, start the match!" Mark shouted.
"Oh, right."
Hearing that, the referee had no choice but to announce, "Then the final of the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament begins now!"
The instant the referee finished speaking, Son Goku suddenly brought his hands together.
"Mr. Mark, let me show you whether I'm putting on an act! Kamehameha!"
"Huh?"
"Why is Goku using a move like that right off the bat? Isn't he worried about draining his stamina?"
Krillin and the others cried out in shock at Goku's choice.
They weren't the only ones surprised. Lin Chen hadn't expected it either.
Mark's remarks had actually prompted Goku to unleash a Kamehameha right at the start.
Before Lin Chen could use his telekinesis, all he could do was watch as the Kamehameha swept over Mark.
Boom!
A mushroom cloud erupted in the arena.
Good heavens!
Lin Chen covered his