Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 151 You treat the martial arts tournament like an amusement park?

The next day.

After obtaining three identification documents from Nicholas, Goku and his friends returned to the martial arts tournament registration site.

"Little friend, you said you want to sign up?"

The same middle-aged man sitting behind the registration table was the same one from yesterday. When he saw Wukong's familiar face arrive, he assumed that Wukong was looking for someone from him, just like yesterday.

Unexpectedly, he heard Goku say that he wanted to sign up for the martial arts tournament.

"Yes! I want to sign up!"

Wukong grinned and handed his identification to the table.

This is a real headache for middle-aged people.

Although the martial arts tournament does not restrict the age of the participants, theoretically people of any age can participate.

But is it appropriate to let such young children participate?

So he looked at Wukong and advised him, "Little friend, the martial arts tournament is not child's play; it has certain dangers. If you really want to participate, you can wait until you grow up."

"No, I want to participate now." Wukong shook his head firmly.

The middle-aged man wanted to continue trying to dissuade him, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Follow the rules and let him participate."

The middle-aged man looked up and his expression immediately changed.

"桠, Marcy-sama!"

As the king's close bodyguard who accompanied him on his travels, Masi's face was almost as familiar as the king's, so the middle-aged man recognized him at a glance.

Remembering what Ma Xifang had just said, he immediately stopped hesitating, wrote Wukong's name on the register, and then returned the identification document.

"You have already registered. Please be here before 7:00 AM tomorrow. If you are more than half an hour late, you will be considered to have forfeited your eligibility for the competition."

He looked at Wukong solemnly and said.

Wukong nodded: "I will definitely be here on time!"

He then stepped aside, and Pupu stepped forward, handing over her identification: "Wow!"

Wukong translated at the opportune moment: "It also wants to register, please register its name as well."

???

Three question marks slowly appeared above the middle-aged man's head.

No, it's one thing for a child like you to sign up, but you're letting your pet sign up too?

Have you turned the martial arts tournament into your playground?

He frowned, about to scold the other person for messing around, when he heard Marcy say, "Register it. Our martial arts tournament hasn't restricted species."

The middle-aged man suddenly looked up, staring at Yamashi in disbelief, his gaze shifting back and forth between the man and Goku.

Finally, as if he had figured something out, he picked up a pen and quickly wrote down Pupu's name.

"Registration complete."

At this moment, Yamasi's feelings were also very complicated.

Yesterday, when he heard that Wukong, a little kid, and his seal-like pet were also going to sign up for the martial arts tournament, his reaction was the same as that of a middle-aged person: he thought it was nonsense.

But when he witnessed Goku and Pupu display strength far exceeding that of ordinary adult men, he and King Nicholas fell silent.

Ultimately, with Nicholas's approval, Goku and Pupu were allowed to participate.

Knowing that most people who register would find it hard to believe, or even disagree with Wukong and his friends registering, he came here to help them with the registration process.

After Goku and Pupu registered, Sanji's registration went much more smoothly, since Sanji seemed more like a normal contestant.

After successfully registering, Goku sat on a chair on the street corner, constantly looking at the passersby, trying to find Master Roshi and Krillin.

He had just asked, and neither Master Roshi nor Krillin had signed up yet.

The deadline for registration is noon today, which means that if the two of them come to register, he will definitely see them if he stays here.

But even after the midday sun shone down and the registration point had closed up, he still didn't see those two familiar figures.

"Goku, let's go eat something delicious. It looks like those two people you're waiting for aren't coming. And this martial arts tournament probably isn't the one you're looking for." Nami gently patted Goku's head with a touch of pity and spoke softly.

She felt that Wukong must be very disappointed now.

Wukong was indeed a little disappointed, but fortunately, he was always a carefree person. When he heard the word "eat," his eyes lit up immediately, and he put all his disappointment behind him.

"Want to go get something delicious to eat?"

"Mmm!" Nami nodded emphatically, a smile appearing on her face.

"Let's hurry up and go!"

yesterday.

Although Nicholas had suggested that Goku and his friends could stay at the palace, Nami felt that they weren't familiar enough with him yet, so she politely declined his offer.

This time, Nami didn't skimp on the money. She generously rented two rooms in a nice hotel. The two ladies naturally slept in one room, while Goku and the other two men slept in the other.

Tonight, after instructing Goku and the other two fighters to get a good rest so they could achieve good results in the martial arts tournament starting tomorrow, Nami went back to her room.

"Thirty-seven million, it'll be in our hands soon."

With such anticipation, Nami quickly fell into a deep sleep, a smile playing on her lips in her dreams, clearly indicating that her dreams had come true.

Robin smiled slightly at her, then put away his book, turned off the lamp, and fell asleep as well.

Silent all night.

The next day, Wukong and his friends woke up early, quickly washed up and ate breakfast, and then rushed to the arena.

"Contestants, please go through this passage; audience members, please go through that passage!"

The arena entrance was already bustling with people.

Citizens who had traveled from all over the country, along with some tourists who happened to be visiting, waved their peju (Chinese peli) and shouted in front of the ticket booth, "I want a ticket! I want a ticket!"

"It's really lively," Nami remarked, watching the scene unfold.

She now understood why the rewards for the martial arts tournament were so generous. The ticket fees alone were enough to make the tournament incredibly profitable, so naturally, they had the money to distribute such lavish rewards.

Then, the thought of the money eventually ending up in her pocket filled her with joy. She waved her arms, cheering on Goku, Sanji, and the others, "Go for it! Goku, Sanji, Pupu, you guys have to get into the top three!"

"Hehe, leave it to me." Wukong said with a smile, touching his nose.

"I will obey your instructions, madam," Sanji said gracefully.

"Wow!" Pupu gave a firm salute.

"Then Robin and I will cheer you on from the stands!" Nami took Robin's arm and they walked towards the audience passage.

They didn't need to buy tickets, because each contestant could bring two relatives to watch the game from the stands.

"Let's go too." Wukong, holding his head, walked towards the contestant's tunnel with a smile.

"Hey, Wukong, aren't you going to take that off your back?"

After verifying the contestants' identities, on the way to the contestants' preparation area, Sanji patted the turtle shell on Goku's back.

Pupu's turtle shell has long been removed, and now only Wukong is still carrying it.

"No need, this way I can better train myself," Wukong replied with a spirited expression.

Carrying this thing is like casting a slowing spell on his body, weakening his movement speed and explosive power.

Although the strength was not weakened, because some of the strength needed to be used to maintain the stability of the body, it was not possible to exert all the strength when fighting an opponent.

In other words, his current strength is being suppressed to a certain extent. As for how much it's been suppressed, he estimates that he's probably about the same level as when he fought Garp that time.

They soon arrived at the athletes' preparation area.

As soon as they entered, sharp gazes focused on them, causing the two people besides Wukong to tense up.

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