Dragon Ball Legend of Ayaka

As a world-wide martial arts competition that had been suspended for many years, Tianxia No. 1 Martial Arts Association has little influence among the new generation of young people, and many of them have never even heard of it. But the elders in their family know that they have all experienced that crazy age and witnessed wonderful games that surpassed the limits of the human body.

Knowing the news that the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association is about to reopen, they were suddenly excited, and couldn't help but recall the scenes of competitions they had seen when they were young.

Under the urging of these old people, the young people can roughly understand the scale of the martial arts competition that will be held. It is far beyond all kinds of boxing and fighting competitions. It is a grand gathering of real martial artists from all over the world. They couldn't help but also began to look forward to it.

The major martial arts halls have also sent out their outstanding disciples one after another, preparing to show their talents in the martial arts meeting.

Time passed little by little, and the start of the Budokai was getting closer. Contestants and spectators from all over the world gathered on the small island where the conference was held. For a while, the remote islands overseas became full of people and lively.

An orange aircraft landed on the runway, and Boulma and Guixianren got off the aircraft.

Looking at the bustling scene of people coming and going, Boomer sighed: "Are these people here to participate in the competition?"

Wearing a suit, Le Ping gloated: "But they will be disappointed, as long as Wukong and the others participate in the competition, these people will not even have the hope of the top eight!"

"I heard that the rules of this year's Budokai have been changed. The competition will be divided into juvenile and adult groups, and the top eight will be changed to the top sixteen." Oolong pointed at the participant registration office.

"Is there such a thing? Then Wutian and Trunks won the championship of the junior group, so it's easy to catch."

Over the years, Leping has gradually moved away from martial arts, and started to engage in work other than martial arts. This time, he did not plan to participate in the martial arts meeting, so he spoke very easily. But letting Goten and Trunks participate in the kid's competition is indeed a bit too bullying. They are at least at the Super Saiyan level. Although their foundations are a bit shallow, they are not something that human children can match.

Hearing that they could only participate in that kind of childish youth group, Goten and Trunks were suddenly unhappy, and the corners of their mouths bulged.

"By the way, why haven't Goku and Vegeta come yet?" Gui Xianren asked after looking around while leaning on his crutches.

"Wukong ran to fight Tang Yun some time ago, and then sat on the cliff without moving, let us come here first!" Qiqi said helplessly.

"Vegeta, too, said he would come by himself." Bulma said dissatisfied.

Sun Wukong and Vegeta are both martial idiots. They only want to become stronger, and they don't care about the situation at home. The Bulma’s family is fine, and there is a universal capsule company under them, so they don’t have to worry about money. Qiqi is different. If it weren’t for winning the Silu game, the government would regularly send a sum of money every month. It's not easy.

With people coming and going, Leping and the others found a cool shade and waited slowly. Soon Bidili also came over. After seeing her, Sun Wuhan greeted her very warmly.

"Gohan-san!" Bideli called softly.

After listening to the teacher's words, I asked Sun Wufan about the things I didn't understand in practice. After a while, Bidili really benefited a lot, and the relationship with Sun Wufan became harmonious.

"Hey, you are Tang Xing's disciple, and you actually have quite a lot of energy on your body." Gui Xianren helped down his sunglasses and said seriously, Bidi Li is of the orthodox earth blood, but his body is already quite aura. Remember Krillin wasn't that strong at her age either.

But now the times have changed, and it is no longer the era when Teacher Wutian was the strongest in the world. Thinking about Gui Xianren, tears filled his eyes, the era of Teacher Wutian is gone forever.

"Will your teacher also participate in the competition?" Piccolo asked, looking at Bideli.

Bideli nodded: "Yes, the teacher will be there in a while!"

"Ah, if Tang An and the others all participate in the competition, my chances will be even slimmer!" Kelin complained to himself, Tang An, Tang Xing, Monkey King, Vegeta, Son Gohan, and Piccolo, the six of them If all of them participate in the competition, if they are unlucky, it will be difficult to qualify for the top sixteen.

Suddenly, the corner of Piccolo's eyes moved, and he sensed that two powerful auras were approaching, and a smile appeared on his face: "They are coming!"

As soon as the words fell, two blurred lights flashed by, and two tall and straight figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Goku, Vegeta!"

"You are finally here!!" Everyone's joyful voice came.

Raising her head, Bideli felt two suffocating strong senses of oppression coming to her face. She was cold all over, her face was a little pale, and her voice was intermittent: "It's terrible, is he the father of classmate Gohan?"

Bidili stared at Sun Wukong, who looked very similar to Gohan. He was the superpower who fought with the teacher's brother on an alien planet and destroyed a planet?

"Well, you're Gohan's female classmate!"

Sun Wukong noticed Bidili and restrained the trace of breath leaking from his body. His exposed energy has no effect at all on ordinary people who can't perceive Qi, and Videl is just between ordinary people and the strong, and already has the ability to perceive Qi.

"Yes!" Bideli replied hastily.

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Not long after, Tang An and Tang Xing arrived in a small aircraft. After making a lot of noise, everyone walked towards the competition venue.

At the participant registration office, Monkey King and others wrote their names on it.

"Ah, Monkey King, it turned out to be you!" A cry of surprise.

A blond middle-aged man in a black suit walked over.

"Well, it's Mr. Host!"

Kelin recognized the identity of the host and greeted him warmly. It can be said that they and the host are old acquaintances. We haven't seen each other for many years, and the other party has aged a lot.

After exchanging pleasantries, the middle-aged blond left satisfied, knowing that Monkey King and the others would also participate in this competition, the host’s passion increased a hundredfold like a potion, “The Budokai with Monkey King and the others is the real sense. The world's number one martial arts club!"

After the Budokai has been suspended for many years, having people like them participate in the competition when it resumes will definitely add a lot of color to the competition schedule! Thinking of this, the middle-aged host couldn't help being very excited.

"All contestants, please gather at the center of the conference. The first round of selection will be held next. For the sake of fairness, the conference will use a strength testing machine for the preliminaries. Only those with the top 50 strength index can enter the next round!" the staff of the conference said. Hold up the loudspeaker and call loudly.

"Strength test? The rules of the conference have changed you a lot!" Kelin said with a smile on his face. If the preliminaries take this form, the chances of meeting Wukong and the others in advance will be much lower.

Everyone patted the team for a strength test.

"Touch!" There was a crash.

The display of the strength testing machine displayed the words 103.

"The score is displayed, contestant number 78 has 103 points! Please prepare for the next contestant..."

"bump!"

"Ah, what a powerful stat, No. 81 starts with 126 points!!"

Soon it was No. 84's turn, and Tang Xing's number was No. 84.

Coming to the front of the strength testing machine, Tang Xing walked over with a look of disdain, raised his arm casually, and touched the testing machine with his fist.

"bump!"

When the data showed, everyone was stunned. The referee stared wide-eyed and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "Uh... No. 84 scored 744 points! This should be because the testing machine is broken..."

Dare to say that it was a problem with the equipment, Tang Xing frowned, and said bluntly: "It's really long-winded, I'm still waiting for the bonus, I don't have time to dawdle with you!"