Dragon Ball: The more you die, the stronger you become

"There are still 20 minutes left until the start of the Sharu game that will decide the fate of the earth!"

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid of being implicated, but there are no spectators watching the excitement in this neighborhood at all!"

"And Shalu, who held the Shalu game and invited the strongest people from all over the world to participate, is now standing motionless in the middle of the ring!"

"Mr. Satan, the hero who has been advocating for the defeat of Sharu in the past few days, has not seen any trace of him, I don't know why..."

The reporter with a nervous face and trembling body just finished speaking...

Rumble!

With a violent roar!

A thick puff of dust and smoke fills the air!

There's a normal blue vehicle rushing towards you!

Soon in front of the ring, the door on the right side of the back seat was opened!

"That's right! Our hero, Mr. Satan, is finally here!

Satan, who had just stepped on the ground, was keenly aware of the reflection of the camera on the plateau beside him...

It's very natural, and in an instant, I put on a posture and smile that I have been training for a long time and think I am extremely handsome!

"Now Mr. Satan holds his hands high in front of the camera!"

The reporter's voice behind the plateau became impassioned: "It can be seen that he is responding to the enthusiastic gaze of people all over the world!"

The champion of the 24th World No. 1 Martial Arts Association, Satan, who often appears in various TV programs or exclusive interviews, is extremely popular all over the world, and is not inferior to those idols and other stars.

At this point...

Satan walks into the ring.

Pointing at Sharu, the thumb is pointing down!

Seeing this, the reporters who were on the live broadcast immediately shouted hoarsely!

"Look, Mr. Satan, he has made a declaration of victory!"

"Mr. Satan is so daring!

"In front of the strongest man on the planet, Shalu standing in the ring was scared!"

Shalu looked sideways, and his voice was indifferent: "Why is there a piece of garbage!"

"Okay! Now there are only 20 minutes left before the start of the game of Shalu!" the reporter who broadcast live on the World Channel said in an impassioned tone, "Salu vs Satan, in my personal prediction, Mr. Satan's strength should surpass Salu by one point!"

It's a bit far away from each other.

Therefore, Satan and the radio facilities cannot hear it at all.

Satan waved his white mantle, and Maisharu approached the past...

"I believe that people all over the world are looking forward to the victory of the heroic Mr. Satan!"

"It's 2 minutes before the Sharu game, but Mr. Satan can't wait to get to the ring!"

"Looking at Mr. Satan's fighting spirit, does it mean that he wants to start fighting Shalu in advance and face Shalu alone who has brought panic to the earth?"

However, Satan, who was standing in the ring, hooked his index finger at the reporter and photographer who were hiding in the plateau for live broadcast.

The reporter with an excited face was slightly stunned when he saw this, and asked the photographer next to him, "He... Does he mean he wants us to go down?"

It's like hearing a conversation between the two.

Satan, who was standing in the ring, nodded confidently.

"It's... This is really unexpected..."

The reporter wiped the cold sweat from his face, hesitated a little and stood up suddenly: "Okay... Let's go! What's the matter! We are all professional news broadcasters, and now is the time to let the people see our courage! Moreover... There's nothing to be afraid of, with Mr. Satan here, we can rest assured..."

Soon.

The photographer ran down with the reporter.

The camera focuses on Sharu and Satan standing in the ring.

Both of them stood with their chests crossed, each looking quite confident.

"I believe that the audience and friends on the TV can also see that the current situation is extraordinarily tense!"

"The answer to the question of what the earth will face will soon be known!"

"The most courageous journalist in the world is going to the ring!"

The reporter and the photographer ran to the ring, took a breath, and saw that Shalu had no reaction, so he was relieved, and asked: "Mr. Satan, our photographers will not be hindered in the ring, right?"

Satan confidently hugged his chest and looked sideways: "With me here, you can rest assured!"

Hearing this, the reporter immediately stepped into the ring without hesitation, and Mai put it next to Satan's mouth: "Then let's interview... Mr. Satan, how is your state of mind right now, and can you tell our audience?"

As if rehearsing this scene countless times in his mind, Satan gave his thumb down and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth: "I sympathize with this miscalculated Sharu! He probably didn't even notice that there were people as strong as me in the world, and this was also his biggest mistake!"

"I know, this kid has already boasted about Haikou, but things have come to this point, and it's too late for him to apologize!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Satan, promise that I will definitely defeat this guy Shalu!"

"The reason why he was able to destroy the army in the city in an instant was purely because he had loaded the bomb in advance!"

"However, his low-level methods will not work for me at all!"

Sharu always hugged his chest.

Didn't care about Satan and reporters at all.

For him, the two are ant-like beings.

However, Satan is arrogant and ignorant that Sharu is afraid of seeing through the trick.

Mocking the reporter in all kinds of humiliating poses! Tearing out a grimace and slapping his ass to show disdain!

And the people around the world who are watching the live broadcast of the world are deeply convinced of this! They feel that Shalu is afraid of being exposed to the trick!

Only the high-level who know the truth, the police and special forces who participated in the investigation, and the real martial artists... Shame on Satan's performance!

At this moment, it was as if a streamer was sweeping to the extreme, and in an instant, it crossed a distance of thousands of miles to reach the side of the ring, it was Wu Di, Bulma, Big Bulma, No. 18...

"That guy is really damn to death!"

No. 18's delicate and beautiful face looks extremely cold.

Obviously, it is to see Satan's performance, but also to perceive Satan's weak strength..._

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