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For example, when fighting a sword demon, if it had the ability to fly, the threat level of blades and other attacks would immediately decrease significantly.

Bulma nodded, making sure she remembered the requirements.

She had figured it out; Bulma had her own way of helping Li Xia fight.

"The campsite is mainly for comfort, and it's equipped with a ward for healing wounds. Hmm... after a battle, you can also take a nice bath."

As Bulma spoke, she became somewhat anxious, realizing that she might not have enough time!

So this straightforward girl once again did something amazing.

She picked up the intercom and shouted, "Dad! Stop all work in the company's R&D department. I need their help."

"Oh, right, Dad, come help out too!!"

Li Xia was greatly shocked!

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Chapter 17 The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament!

Private jets, like aerial fortresses, streak across the sky; equipped with anti-gravity engines, they are remarkably quiet.

The Capsule Corporation logo is prominently displayed on the outside; it is the masterpiece of Capsule Corporation President Briff and his favorite airplane.

Sky Castle - kf001.

This behemoth, resembling a real castle, is about 180 meters long and is equipped with a super-large anti-gravity engine array, driven by 16 jet nozzles.

KF001 represented the Capsule Corporation's highest technological achievement, well... but it didn't last long, because a few years later, Bulma directly built a spaceship.

However, the KF001 is still extremely advanced at present, and its interior decoration makes it hard to tell that it is an aircraft.

It's more like... a mansion!

..........

Li Xia sat on the sofa, holding a stack of newspapers in his hand. The headline on the front page was about the upcoming World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

The secondary pages were entirely occupied by the Red Turban Army, with reporters describing the attacks and heavy losses suffered by various Red Turban Army branches in a gleeful and gloating tone.

This must have been done by the apostles who entered the world with me.

Their ultimate mission is probably... to wipe out the Red Turban Army?

With Sun Wukong's help, this main quest isn't difficult, but the rewards aren't very high either.

Bulma, who was on the other side, didn't seem to be in a very good mood. The girl had learned of her friend's death a couple of days ago.

Wulong, Le'er, and Yamcha all live alone and have no friends other than Wukong and the others.

Especially Le'er and Yamcha, who had always lived together, were not discovered until several days after they died.

After being killed by the Apostles of the Void, their fate becomes an emptiness, which the Hall has no intention of filling, and the cost is too great, so their characters truly 'die' in this world.

Unless the temple resets the derivative world.

Bulma has few friends, but she cares deeply for each one, sometimes even risking her life to help them.

Upon learning of her friends' deaths, the girl was extremely angry and saddened, but she quickly realized that she could use the Dragon Balls to revive them.

Unfortunately... the Dragon Balls can't revive them.

The power of the Dragon Balls comes from Kami, who is an NPC created by the Temple. Even the Temple doesn't want to fill the void of fate, so who does Shenron belong to?

Moreover, Dragon Ball Lee is of great use; one could even say that he entered the Dragon Ball world solely for the Dragon Balls.

So Li Xia told her in a way that Bulma could understand.

"People killed by that kind of monster cannot be resurrected. Even if they are forcibly resurrected, they will only become mindless walking corpses."

However, Bulma is Bulma after all. She quickly regained her strength and resolved to help Lee Ha complete the mission as soon as possible.

During a brief moment of silence, Li Xia overheard Bulma whispering:

"Xia, be careful when facing those monsters... Don't die."

The executioner is responsible for hunting down the extremely dangerous Apostles of the Void.

Walking on the edge of life and death.

"Um"

.......................

Li Xia put down the newspaper and reached into his pocket to pull out a bead that looked like a yellow glass ball.

What's amazing is that there's a star in the center of this bead, and it looks right from any angle.

One-Star Dragon Ball

[Quality: Light Purple]

[Type: Summoning Special Item]

[Effect: When combined with the two-star, three-star, four-star, five-star, six-star, and seven-star Dragon Balls, it can summon Shenron.]

Shenlong: A creation of the Earth's gods, possessing incredible abilities.

[Dragon Balls: Cannot be destroyed, cannot be placed in personal space, and cannot be bound to ownership]

[Review: Unbelievable? Maybe. I suggest not having too high expectations for Shenron.]

This is a planet discovered from the corpse of King Pilaf, and it was only sent here a few days ago.

The Dragon Balls are very famous in the lower worlds, but very few people can collect them all because they are so hard to find.

Aside from the Dragon Ball Radar, the Angels can only rely on prophecy or special reconnaissance systems to search for it, which takes a lot of time.

The extremely short intervals between missions were simply not enough time.

However, there are still people who have collected all the Dragon Balls.

For example, Li Xia learned from the information he collected that a second-tier team from a guild once entered the Dragon Ball world and almost gave up on the mission, clearing it with only the lowest rating.

They finally managed to collect all the Dragon Balls, but almost got tricked and vomited blood after summoning Shenron.

According to the few words that have been passed down, the dragon can provide bloodlines, equipment, consumables, attribute points, hall points, time coins, or healing and rejuvenation.

They will grant you one of your wishes.

But these things are completely disproportionate to the effort put into finding the Dragon Balls.

It's said that the leader of that Tier 2 team was kicked out of the guild...

......................

"The Sky Castle is about to land—"

A soft voice came from the airplane's loudspeaker, and the previously stable fuselage began to tremble.

Li Xia snapped out of his reverie and put the dragon ball away.

"We're almost there." Bulma removed the face mask and stretched lazily.

With a dull thud, the behemoth finally fell silent.

The hatch opened, and an escalator extended out.

"This place is beautiful!"

Bulma wore a large straw hat and gazed at the clear blue sky.

The venue for the World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament is a special island.

That is, the location of the Budokan.

Li Xia looked around and saw that it was indeed beautiful, with fine sand and azure sea.

The island is already bustling with activity; each martial arts tournament is a grand event for the world.

Martial artists from all over the world come to compete, which naturally attracts many tourists to visit.

"Yes, it is indeed very beautiful... According to the procedure, should we register first?"

As the biggest "sponsor" of this martial arts tournament, without exception, Capsule Company surprised Li Xia that he didn't have to queue in a long line under the scorching sun like everyone else to register.

Instead, he sat in the VIP lounge, enjoying the air conditioning, and the organizers directly contacted him to register.

"Hmm... I estimate there will be over 6000 people registering this time. Registration isn't finished yet. Who do you need to avoid?"

The data on Bulma's computer screen was constantly being updated; this was the list of people who had registered for the competition.

"Did Wukong sign up?"

"Wukong?"

Bulma paused for a moment, then couldn't help but smile with delight:

"Wukong is here to sign up too? Oh right, you came from...! I haven't seen Wukong in ages!"

Upon hearing the news from her old friend, Bulma immediately started typing rapidly on her computer. After a while, she put her hands down with satisfaction.

"found it!"

Li Xia nodded, then asked, "Did Cheng Long sign up?"

"Cheng Long? What a strange name..."

Bulma searched again, looking puzzled: "Nothing...."

Li Xia's heart tightened; just as he suspected!

Lucky 0 has struck!

He sat up, pondered for a while, and then let out a long sigh.

"Bulma, take my number out separately, but don't put it in the lottery pool yet. Let's go find Goku first and watch the match live!"

This is a battle between money and luck!

Although Bulma didn't know what had happened, she nodded as if she understood, fearing it might 'affect' future development.

"it is good!"

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Chapter 18 God Bulma!

The martial arts hall was packed with people. At this moment, the spacious exhibition hall had been set up with fighting rings. Li Xia counted them and there were thirty-two in total.

In other words, the preliminary round can consist of 32 matches, accommodating 64 spectators.

How many people watch the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament?

Preliminary statistics indicate that over 100,000 people have arrived at Wudao Island!

Of course, most people couldn't buy tickets to the event; only 10,000 lucky people were able to watch the semi-finals live.

The rest of the people were scattered in various places on the island, such as taverns and bars, watching the game on television.

Enjoy this once-every-few-years event.

Therefore, the preliminary rounds, which do not require tickets, are the most important place for every audience member to check in, stroll around, and feel involved.

Looking at the surging crowd, Li Xia decisively abandoned the idea of ​​squeezing into the crowd.

Such an exaggerated flow of people has only been seen in Xinjiekou during the Spring Festival travel rush or New Year's Eve.

Tourists, with snacks in hand and enthusiastic smiles on their faces, stopped and lingered in front of each arena.

The camera flashes were incessant, and occasionally, players would yell at the referee in frustration, saying the flashes were interfering with the game.

The referee could only helplessly spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless to do anything about it.

This is also the tradition and charm of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.