Start Dragon Ball, Vegeta has a system

Chapter 187 Qualifying Tournament of the Martial Arts Association

Ji Nei next to him smiled softly and watched the interaction between the two fathers and sons. The warmth is very warm, but it feels weird

Vegeta stood aside with his hands folded and his face full of disdain, but it was just the perception and use of Qi

For the Saiyans, the fighting nation, it is because they rely too much on detectors that they have not studied the means of venting their breath!

This thing is not a compulsory course at all, it doesn't take too long, and it can be easily mastered with just a reminder.

The boring exit of the system, "About the advanced convenience brought by technology or the lazy dependence of Saiyans"

"Go away, don't talk nonsense!" Vegeta despised the system.

"Baddock, this is the son you just recognized? It's Wukong, what an inexplicable fate!"

Dema patted Bardock on the shoulder with a smile, and then said to Monkey King, "Come on, in terms of seniority, you should call me Uncle Dema"

"Uh Dema, aren't we friends? Why do I still call you uncle?" Sun Wukong muttered puzzled.

Everyone looks about the same age!

"Haha, Bardock, your son doesn't seem very smart!" Dodbo laughed when he heard that.

"Tch, my friend, there are very few words like this in the Saiyan dictionary."

Sai Liba looked at the noise of these men with her hands on her hips, and then said to Monkey King solemnly, "You should call me aunt"

Sai Liba paused, then turned a corner, "Forget it, let's call it by name, I'm just a beautiful girl."

"Hahaha" made Dodpo laugh even louder.

"Don't talk about the elders, we Saiyans don't like this kind of thing, the fighting people all use their fists to speak, and whoever has a hard fist has the final say!"

Dema couldn't stand it anymore, he took the lead to rescue Monkey King, he was also the son of his good brother!

"Huh!" Vegeta snorted coldly, and with a slight anger, all the detectors present, including King Vegeta, exploded.

"bang bang bang"

The older generation of Saiyans have fallen!Follow King Vegeta to know what tricks to use!

The laughter of Dodpo and the others stopped abruptly, and they all looked at Vegeta in surprise, and everyone noticed Vegeta standing in the aisle.

"Prince. Prince Palace. Your Highness!" Several people standing behind King Vegeta looked at Vegeta with a broken detector.

"You guys have fallen!" Vegeta was dissatisfied that Kakarot stole the limelight wherever he went.

"King Vegeta, the king of Saiyans as a fighting race, father you."

Vegeta was about to continue criticizing, when a soft voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Excuse me, I want to go over!"

Vegeta turned his head and saw no one in front of him. He looked down following the voice, and saw a slug wriggling and stopping at his feet.

Seeing such a disgusting thing, Vegeta quickly raised his foot and took a few steps back from the aisle.

"Thank you so much!" The slug shrugged and suddenly split into several sections.

"Then let's go to the auditorium!"

"Brother, you have to work hard to compete and get No.1."

"Yes, mom, dad and sister will always cheer for you"

Several slug soldiers left in two ways, and one of them turned to look at Vegeta with a constipated face.

"We are sticky star people, don't make a fuss, if I scare you, I'm really sorry."

"." The collective silence of the Saiyans!

Vegeta lost the strength to teach King Vegeta a lesson after such a commotion. He looked at Monkey King and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Kakarot, let's go!"

Talking nonsense here is a waste of time!

"Isn't it disgusting?" The system meant the disgusting bug just now.

"Oh, let's go to those ones!" Monkey King walked to Vegeta's side, pointing his finger at the countless suspended platforms in the mid-air above.

"That's the venue for the melee!"

Monkey King flew up after speaking, and he quickly followed his number plate to guide him to the corresponding arena.

Vegeta looked at the number in the palm of his hand, the ring No. 8 in the 152nd row of the 647th district, and the next moment he also flew up.

"Brush brush"

Down below, one after another, figures rushed towards the mid-air platform.

"The 17th Huangquan Martial Arts Tournament Qualification Tournament officially begins now." A panda hand sitting in the aircraft above the sky shouted excitedly while holding a microphone.

There was nothing to watch in the preliminary round. Vegeta stood in the center of the ring and looked at the people who were looking for targets to fight each other.

The breath is very weak, they are all vegetables!

"what"

In less than a second, Vegeta was the only one left in the ring.

Throughout the whole process, he folded his hands on his chest without moving his hands, and the release of Qi alone sent the contestants flying in front of him.

As for Sun Wukong, he was even more brute force, punching all the contestants in the ring with arrogance.

"boom"

Contestants who fly out of the ring lose their qualifications to continue the competition.

Among the 10 people who successfully passed all the way, Vegeta saw more acquaintances, such as Dodoria, Sabo, and Gurudo

The Bardock team is also in the list.

However, in just half an hour, the number of contestants from one million has shrunk to less than 10.

With the last knockout match, there are more or less capable players left.

Vegeta was still furious, and the people on the ring were blown away, and the system flattered him wildly, "Tsk tsk. The audience is indeed full of garbage!"

"Host, you are the best!"

"." Vegeta ignored the system, turned his head to look at Monkey King's arena, his sharp eyes were far away but couldn't help it.

As soon as Sun Wukong's ring started, 5 people were beaten out of the ring, and then Monkey King wandered around the edge of the ring to watch the show.

For those who have only tens of thousands to 10,000+ combat power, Monkey King is still interested in watching the excitement.

In less than 3 seconds, there were only 20 people left in the ring where Monkey King was, and soon everyone noticed the abnormality of Monkey King.

Just dodging and not taking the initiative to fight back or attack, it seems that the speed is faster than others.

In an instant, more and more people in the arena were staring at Monkey King, attacking him tacitly.

At the end of the battle, several members of Bardock's team also noticed that Monkey King was being targeted collectively.

Pabzin said to Bardock, "Your son seems to be losing."

"My son's strength is not limited to what's shown!" Hearing Pabuzin's words, Gine was the first to refute.

"Did you forget his last fight with Rib Rice, and the fight with Frieza?"