Son Goku's Tournament

The time passed little by little, the Martial Arts Tournament continued. After the top four contestants were decided, the next one was the semi-finals.

The contestants on the stage were Yamcha and Son Goku.

With a long leap, Yamcha climbed into the ring of the Martial Arts Tournament. His light and easy movements immediately drew applause from the audience.

With a smile on his face, Yamcha said confidently, "Son Goku, I will definitely defeat you this time."

"You know that kid on the stage?" Launch squinted, leaning against the wall with her arms wrapped around her.

"Well, I met him last time when I was looking for the Dragon Balls with Bulma, he's a very powerful master." Son Goku moved his arms and legs, also ready to walk up to the martial arts stage.

Launch barred her mouth, "His strength is sloppy, but looks very arrogant. Wait a while, I'll teach him a good lesson."

"Yamcha is strong, but I will win." Smiling confidently, Son Goku flashed and appeared in the ring.

At that moment, the host of the Martial Arts Tournament came up with a microphone and gave a brief introduction to both players. After the host finished pronouncing the opening speech, the tournament officially began.

Suddenly, the whole venue was quiet.

All the audience watched intently, the ring around the preparation of high-definition display. Some of the audience to understand the previous competition, directly on the big screen above the picture.

Of course, the masters like Master Roshi, prefer to see the live view, rather than the camera capture.

"Son Goku, I have not dared to slacken for a moment this year, in order to defeat you here in a dignified manner." The corners of Yamcha's mouth were tinged with a smile, as if paving the way for the upcoming victory.

"Whether you can defeat me or not, you will only know after the match." Son Goku said confidently.

"Humph!" Yamcha snorted coldly, his whole body's attention focused on Son Goku.

In the martial arts ring, both Son Goku and Yamcha held their ki. Son Goku's feet straddled back and forth, his body floating slightly downward in an attacking motion, while Yamcha brought out his full strength at the beginning when facing Son Goku.

"Take it!"

Yamcha took the lead in attacking, his entire body leaning forward. His fingers hooked up and placed in front of his chest, like a wild wolf in the desert, fiercely impacted over. In a flash, the shadow flashed and appeared in front of Son Goku as fast as the wind. His both hands raised, swiftly smashed down towards Son Goku.

"Wolf Fang Pitching Fist Ball!"

Numerous fist shadows flash up, harsh fist wind like a knife blade cut through the air, sounding a whirring vibration.

Faced with Yamcha's brazen attack, Son Goku's eyes suddenly flashed a brilliant light, secretly recited a "residual shadow fist", and his body continued to shake. The residual fist shadow constantly appear, Yamcha did not expect Son Goku's speed was actually so fast, the previous attack had lost its original ferocity.

A smile hooked up the corners of the mouth, and Yamcha also noticed this. His one foot stomped on the ground, gently pointing, the body slid backwards a few dozen meters, and then immediately changed his attack.

"Ki Blash!"

A dark red ball of energy appeared in his hand, then with his finger manipulation, constantly attacked towards the Monkey King.

"Hey!" Son Goku grinned, suddenly jumped, the body appeared in the air seven or eight meters high. At this time, the manipulation of the ki bomb also appeared ninety-degree turn impact over, Son Goku shouted, and the blue wave of ki back to the past.

Boom! The two ki waves collided in mid-air and immediately radiated brilliant light and rampant energy.

"Huh, that guy named Yamcha is really powerful, my eyes are getting blurry." Krillin's strength was far behind Son Goku and Yamcha, his eyesight gradually couldn't keep up with the battle above the ring, "Chi-Chi, what's their situation now?"

Chi-Chi's pair of white moon-like eyes stared at the match, constantly turning with the silhouettes of the two sides of the battle.

"Senior Brother Goku has the upper hand, a big advantage."

"Chi-Chi is right. That man named Yamcha is not too bad, I guess, but his ki is already starting to get a little messy. Compared to that, Goku is playing quite normally." Smugly revealing a small smile, Launch laughed out loud, "As my little brother, it's not easy to win a match?"

"They're that far apart?" Krillin rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, because the power level was only 110, his naked eyes could not see the difference between the two sides.

"Of course, Goku's ki is so much stronger than his opponent's, how can he not win this kind of match."

Launch narrowed her eyes and said with an affirmative face. Of course, Son Goku's strength was already very strong among the earthlings. 300 power level was stronger than even the Old Kami of the Lookout, but in her eyes, it was still not enough to see.

Krillin smiled and just rolled his eyes speechlessly.

This woman called Launch, although her martial seemed to be very high, looked like a crazy woman. He still preferred to trust Chi-Chi.

The match continued, and after about fifteen minutes, Yamcha's face began to turn white and his breathing became rapid.

Although it was difficult to determine the winner of a Martial Arts Tournament, in the current situation, there was no longer any doubt that Son Goku would win.

The next attack, Yamcha was full of strength. It was the most powerful moves, but Son Goku had long been prepared. His body suddenly dive forward, after receiving the opponent's attack, suddenly his five fingers squeeze fist, and a fist blast out. The violent power came out from the tip of the fist and landed hard on Yamcha's body.

Boom! Yamcha's face showed a horrified look, and his body involuntarily flew backwards out.

"Yamcha, you have lost."

Son Goku's figure appeared out of thin air in front of Yamcha's body, flying close to him at the same speed, then flipped over and kicked down with a flying kick.

Yamcha's body instantly smashed diagonally to the outside of the field.

Son Goku wins!

"I actually lost again."

Yamcha fell into a dirt pit, looking somewhat incredulous.

After a moment of silence, Yamcha stood up without saying a word.

"Young Master Yamcha." Puar flew over from outside the field.

"Don't worry, I'm not in trouble."

Yamcha took a deep breath and said to Son Goku, "It seems my training is still not enough. Son Goku, you are an opponent worth chasing, one day I will defeat you myself."

"I'll be waiting for you." Son Goku nodded seriously.

At that moment, the blond host in a black suit ran over with a microphone and loudly announced to the audience the results of the match.

"First match of the semi-finals, congratulations to Son Gokufor his victory and advancement to the final."

With the host's announcement, a lively cheer erupted from the venue, which was not only for Son Goku, but also for Yamcha. The audience's eyesight was not able to keep up with the battle above the ring, for them, Son Goku and Yamcha were rare experts.

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"Goku win!" Bulma jumped up with a bounce and cheered happily.

"Hey, hey, don't look who's disciple it is, this kid Goku, he's doing really well."

In the audience, Master Roshi wore sunglasses, his face was full of smugness. Although he had few disciples in Turtle School, at least two disciples won the ranking, and one disciple broke into the final.

Bulma said, "Goku has always been very powerful, okay, and you have nothing to do with it."

"How can there be no relationship, that is what I taught."

Master Roshi looked at Bulma angrily,. In fact, for Son Goku, Master Roshi knew that he had nothing to instruct him, but his disciple was able to learn from the blue, for him is the greatest comfort.