Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, they covet me.

"Wukong is cheering me on, I can't let him down!"

The next second, Qiqi stomped her foot on the ground.

A headbutt slammed into the number 22 strongman.

With a loud "bang!", the strongman was hit directly.

Then, losing his balance, he stumbled backward a few steps and fell right off the ring.

The onlookers fell silent instantly.

"What just happened?"

"That guy actually got beaten by a little girl, what a disgrace!"

"He lost his balance and fell. What bad luck!"

Krillin looked at Kiki and praised, "Well done! Your opponent couldn't stand and fell right off!"

Sun Wukong looked at Chi-Chi with a serious expression and said, "It's not that simple. We've been trained and our strength is not what it used to be."

That strongman hasn't gotten up yet; I hope he's alright!

As soon as he finished speaking, the strongman stood up.

Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Klin, Kiki, there's another preliminary round coming up, so be sure to keep a low profile."

If your opponent isn't very strong, never go all out.

Klin: "Oh, I see!"

Kiki looked at her hands in disbelief: "I'm this amazing!"

Just then, two bald men, one fat and one thin, came up to the three of them.

They both looked at Klin.

"Oh my, isn't this Krillin?"

"It really is you, Krillin."

"You're participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament too!"

The tall, skinny bald man patted Krillin's bald head and grinned mischievously, "Hehe, long time no see, Krillin."

"How have you been doing since leaving Shaolin Temple?"

Klin looked up at the two bald men.

His face showed deep fear, as if he had recalled a very bad memory.

"Master, senior brother..."

Chapter 41 The Results of Cultivation

Kiki looked at Krillin and asked:

"Kling, are these your senior brothers from Shaolin Temple?"

Klin didn't dare look at Kiki, but nodded meekly.

Kiki frowned: "Klin, why are you afraid of them?"

The two bald men looked at Chi-Chi and Goku, then at Krillin.

The taller senior said, "Haha, I knew it! You're only fit to play with little kids!"

The chubby senior brother also said, "That's right, stop joking. How can someone like you participate in the martial arts tournament?"

Didn't I warn you? You'll never amount to anything!

"Hey, Klin, what's your number in Division III?"

Klin whispered, "Number 93."

The tall senior brother exclaimed excitedly, "Haha, great! He's my opponent! I'm so happy!"

With that, the two senior brothers turned and left, leaving behind the words, "Hahaha, Krillin, please go easy on him later, hahahaha!"

Cold sweat broke out on Klin's forehead.

"When I was at Shaolin Temple, they often bullied me. I was doomed..."

Kiki immediately encouraged him, "Kelin, don't be afraid of them, we'll teach them a lesson in a bit!"

Klin looked at Kiki with eyes full of encouragement, completely unpretentious.

Klin was very touched and replied, "Kiki, thank you."

Goku patted Krillin on the shoulder and said, "Krillin, don't be afraid."

We are disciples of the world's number one martial arts master—Master Roshi, the legendary turtle.

If you run into your senior brother then,

"You should teach that senior brother who looks down on you a lesson he won't forget."

Qiqi nodded, "That's right, you have to remember, our teacher is Master Wu Tian!"

Don't disgrace the Turtle Hermit School!

Krillin looked intently at Goku and Chi-Chi.

Then he clenched his fist tightly.

"Thank you for encouraging me, I will work hard."

Just then, the referee announced: "Next,..."

Numbers 93 and 94 from the third competition area, please come to the stage!

Klin's lips twitched. "No way, I haven't even gotten ready yet, and it's my turn already!"

Chi-Chi and Goku both cast supportive glances at Krillin.

Klin felt the power and nodded deeply.

"I will try my best!"

Soon, Klin stepped into the ring.

Kelin's tall, thin senior brother from Shaolin Temple also stepped onto the stage.

"It's been a year, time to deal with Klin again, my hands are itching!"

The chubby senior brother standing to the side crossed his arms and said with a smug look, "So fast?"

Hehe, this is the number one master of our Shaolin Temple!

Klin will be bedridden for another ten days to two weeks now.

The skinny senior brother assumed the starting stance, while Krillin, due to nervousness, stood blankly opposite him.

Upon seeing the two players step onto the stage, the referee immediately announced the start of the match.

The skinny senior brother's lips curled up slightly, and after shouting loudly, he suddenly threw a punch at Klin.

The swift punch seemed to slow down countless times in Krillin's eyes.

The foundation laid by eight months of rigorous training under Master Roshi is no joke.

Klin shifted his body slightly and made a simple movement.

It's like a small action taken when delivering milk to prevent it from being spilled.

He dodged the punch.

He was looking at his former senior brother, seemingly still immersed in the moment of throwing the punch, not yet having reacted.

It was at this very moment,

Klin saw countless flaws in his former fellow apprentices.

Suddenly, Klin sensed something, seized the opportunity, and stomped his foot on the ground.

Then he kicked his senior brother hard in the waist and abdomen.

A loud "crack!"

Before his senior could react, he was kicked away in a daze.

His body slammed straight into the wall of the martial arts school.

"Crack!"

His senior brother left a deep dent on the wall.

Numerous fine cracks spread out around the dent.

Upon seeing this, the entire martial arts gym fell into an instant silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

There wasn't even a sound of breathing.

Everyone stared at him, momentarily forgetting to breathe.

That kick was incredibly powerful.

"Pfft!"

Klin's tall, thin senior brother fell off the wall.

Everyone then took a deep breath.

"Bravo!"

"That kick was so cool!"

Klin stared at his hands in disbelief, seemingly unable to believe he had become so strong.

His former senior brother who used to bully him every day

They are no longer a match for me.

Chi-Chi and Goku both grinned foolishly when they saw this.

Just then, the referee announced, "Number 93 wins!"

Krillin exclaimed in surprise, "I never expected Master Roshi to train us to be this strong!"

Qiqi nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, let's all do our best!"

I believe the three of us can definitely get a good ranking!

"Ok!"

Soon, it was Wukong's turn to fight.

"Please welcome contestants number 70 and 75 to the stage!"

After stepping onto the arena, Goku stared blankly at the person with the afro on the other side.

"Why does this person look so familiar?"

The man with the afro across from them grinned broadly and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, kid!"

"You've really messed with me!"

Sun Wukong asked, "Oh, really? Who are you?"

The man put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter.

"Me? I am Satan, the fighting champion of the East City District!"

Looking at the young boxer's posture, Sun Wukong was taken aback: "You're Satan?"

"What, you've heard of my great name, are you scared?"

Once both of them were on stage, the referee started the stopwatch.

He shouted, "The match begins!"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "Comedians are prohibited from participating!"

Satan was taken aback: "What did you say?"