Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

Chapter 126

The 22nd World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament is still going on. The 16-to-8 match officially started. Yamcha and Tien Shinhan started a martial arts duel. Yamcha, who is currently leading in strength, defeated Tien Shinhan without any pressure.

After the game, Yamcha walked towards Tien Shinhan and extended his right hand to show his friendship. Tien Shinhan stood up with difficulty, shook Yamcha's hand, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.

"Yamcha, you are really strong, I am convinced of your defeat!" Tien Shinhan's voice was a little weak, but his tone was full of sincerity.

The two smiled at each other, and the distance between them was shortened a lot at this moment. Tien Shinhan suddenly remembered the invitation that Zhou Zilong, the head of Longwumen, had sent to him before.

"Yamcha, I heard that there are many masters in Longwumen where you are. If there is a chance, I really want to see it!" Tien Shinhan's eyes were full of expectations.

Upon hearing this, Yamcha smiled proudly: "Ryuwumen is indeed a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are hidden. Not only do we have four people who are much stronger than me, but we also have four guardians who are as strong as me. Every exchange and communication has benefited me a lot!"

"Hearing you say that, I am even more looking forward to joining Ryuwumen!" Tien Shinhan's words were full of determination and yearning.

In the end, Goku and Krillin stood out from the crowd and stood on the stage of the finals.

With the referee's order, the finals officially kicked off. The figures of Goku and Krillin were like two lightning bolts, intertwined in an instant, the air in the field seemed to solidify, and time became slow at this moment. Their duel was not only a contest of martial arts, but also a collision of faith and will. Goku relied on his unique skills such as "teleportation" and "Kaiohken" to continuously launch a fierce attack on Krillin. Each attack was amazingly powerful, but it was always resolved by Krillin with amazing reaction speed and precise judgment.

Krillin knew that he could not compete head-on with Goku in terms of strength, so he chose a more flexible and changeable tactic. He used the continuous release of Qigong waves and "sun fist" and other techniques to constantly look for Goku's flaws. The two of them fought back and forth, and the fists whistled. The whole arena seemed to have turned into a boiling ocean, and the cheers and shouts of the audience rose and fell, resounding through the sky.

As time went by, the battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. Goku and Krillin had used all their skills, but it was still difficult to tell who was better. Fine beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads, and their breathing became rapid, but the light in their eyes became more determined.

However, fate always seemed to like to play jokes. At the critical moment of deciding the outcome, Goku and Krillin fell out of the venue first when they fell from the air, just like in the original book, and unfortunately missed the championship throne.

Krillin raised the trophy amid cheers, his face filled with the joy of victory, but he knew in his heart that the championship should actually belong to Goku.

In this game, both Goku and Krillin showed unparalleled strength and courage. Although the final result was somewhat unexpected, their performance has won the respect of everyone.

For Krillin, this championship is both an honor and a responsibility. He knows that he must continue to work hard and live up to everyone's expectations, and Goku will not be discouraged by this defeat. He will train harder and prepare for the next challenge.

This is the spirit of martial arts, constantly surpassing oneself and never giving up. Whether champion or runner-up, they are real heroes.

The afterglow of the sunset gradually faded, and the night was like a huge black cloth, silently covering a corner of the earth. Outside the venue of the martial arts conference, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only the cheers of victory and unfinished regrets intertwined in the air. For the fierce battle that just ended, both the contestants and the audience were immersed in an indescribable emotion.

After the conference ended, Zhou Zilong proposed to hold a celebration banquet to celebrate everyone's outstanding performance in the martial arts conference, and also to welcome the two powerful fighters, Tien Shinhan and Jiaozi, who had just joined.

Outside the restaurant, the breeze was blowing gently, bringing a hint of coolness. People were standing or sitting, and the laughter and conversation were intertwined into a warm and harmonious scene. Tien Shinhan and Jiaozi, the two martial artists from the Crane Immortal School, gradually let down their guard under the enthusiastic invitation of everyone, and their faces were filled with long-lost smiles, as if they had found a sense of belonging.

"I really didn't expect to meet so many like-minded friends at this conference!" Tien Shinhan looked at the familiar faces around him, and his heart was filled with unprecedented warmth.

"Yes, it feels like a family!" Jiaozi echoed on the side, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

Just as the group was about to leave for the reserved restaurant to enjoy this rare gatheringAt this time, a rapid and frightened cry for help suddenly broke through the quiet air, piercing everyone's heart like a sharp blade. The voice was full of despair and helplessness, shocking everyone present.

"No, something happened!" Zhou Zilong was the first to react, and his eyes instantly became sharp, as if he could penetrate all obstacles.

Without a moment's hesitation, everyone followed Zhou Zilong's footsteps and quickly ran towards the direction where the sound came from - the martial arts conference venue. As the distance got closer, an ominous premonition quietly spread in everyone's heart.

When they arrived at the venue, the scene in front of them was shocking. Two contestants of the martial arts conference fell in a pool of blood. Their bodies were twisted and their faces were hideous. They had obviously lost their breath of life. The blood dyed the surrounding ground red, interweaving with the afterglow of the sunset into a sad and beautiful picture, but it was full of the breath of death. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and uneasy emotions, which made people shudder involuntarily.

"How... how is this possible?" asked Master Kame in a trembling voice, his eyes wandering over the two dead bodies, his eyes full of disbelief.

The host of the martial arts conference was curled up in a corner at this time, his face as pale as paper, his hands shaking constantly. When he saw everyone coming, he seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and shouted with all his strength: "It's... it's a monster! A strange man with dark green skin and wings on his back! He... he is too powerful, I have never seen such a person, he took away the list of contestants of all martial arts conferences over the years, and then killed two contestants who came to participate in this martial arts conference!"

"Dark green skin, wings on the back..." Master Kame muttered to himself, his brows were furrowed, as if he was recalling something, suddenly, his eyes condensed, as if he remembered something important, "Could it be... him?"

Just then, a gust of wind blew, bringing a light note, and seeing the content on the note, Master Kame's face instantly became extremely solemn.