On the top of a hill not far from Baozi Mountain, there is a quiet open space surrounded by big trees, where Ayaba's home is.
In a flash, it has been more than forty years since she came to the Dragon Ball world, and Ayaba has made great achievements. In a few days, the last scene of the original manga, the Tenkaichi Budokai, will be held. In order to recreate this martial arts event that respects the original work, she also specially changed the 29th Tenkaichi Budokai that was supposed to be held a year ago. Moved back.
The autumn morning is slightly chilly, and there is a light mist in the mountain jungle. The rising sun rises, and the warm light spreads through the leaves of the treetops, illuminating the entire courtyard in bits and pieces.
After eating breakfast, Ayaba strolled to Baozi Mountain and saw Sun Wukong floating in mid-air with his legs crossed.
Sensing Lingye coming, Sun Wukong opened his eyes and ended his practice, and then greeted enthusiastically: "Sister, you are here!"
Ayaba smiled and nodded. Thanks to the training near the black hole, Sun Wukong is now much stronger than when he first broke through to Super Saiyan God four years ago. He has a different persistence in practice, and even though he has achieved great achievements, he is still not satisfied.
"The new martial arts tournament is about to begin. Are you interested in going over and taking a look?" she said with a smile.
Sun Wukong smiled, landed on one foot, thought for a moment and said, "It will be another martial arts tournament so soon!"
It can be said that the World's No. 1 Budokai carries too many memories of the Dragon Ball Warriors. From childhood to adulthood, the Dragon Ball Warriors have never left the Budokai. They met in the Budokai and grew up in the Budokai. Everyone is successful today.
In the Great Martial Arts Era, the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association and the Twelve Cities Martial Arts Association merged into one, providing more platforms for martial artists to communicate.
It has been sixteen or seventeen years since the Great Martial Arts Era began, and the results achieved are very impressive. More than two hundred martial artists have climbed to the Kailin Tower and received guidance from the Cat Immortal. Many of them have received guidance from Sun Wukong and others.
After so many years of martial arts promotion, the number of martial artists has gradually exploded. Children who have received martial arts instruction since childhood have gradually begun to stand alone. The martial arts on earth are developing in a prosperous direction.
"When the time comes, we'll invite Vegeta and Piccolo to have a look..."
Now the Martial Arts Club has been divided into adult and elite groups for competition, while the youth and martial arts groups have been cancelled. Sun Wukong and the others will no longer participate in the martial arts competition in person. Facts have proved that even if there is a martial arts group, there is no doubt that there are only a few people who are qualified to enter the martial arts group. It is better to give the opportunity to the martial arts who have climbed the Kailin Tower. Elites fight for it.
Although the Martial Arts Association would be a bit inferior without them, the members of the elite group have basically received guidance from the Cat Immortal, and their levels are pretty good.
Suddenly, a wisp of dust rose up in the distance. Due to the speed, the straight dust formed a line, and a young and dusty figure came into view from far to near.
"Grandpa, I have already circled the earth."
The person who came was none other than Sun Wufan's daughter Xiaofang, who had just returned from running around the earth.
Ayaba looked at the figure in surprise, "Xiaofang started to undergo harsh training at such a young age?"
"Haha, that guy Gohan doesn't know how to train children at all. Martial arts masters need to be trained since childhood."
Sun Wufan's character is actually more suitable to be a scholar, and he entered martial arts because of various events that happened at that time. After the earth came to peace, his pursuit of martial arts has weakened a lot. Fortunately, he and Bidili's daughter Xiaofang are children who like to practice martial arts since they were young. Otherwise, the descendants of the dignified Saiyans would become ordinary people. .
Neither of Sun Wukong's two children inherited the Saiyans' warlike character, but their granddaughter Xiaofang's yearning for martial arts impressed them. Sun Wukong and Bardock were immediately overjoyed, and Xiaofang has been trained by them since she was a child.
Buzzing, a private plane landed slowly. Vegeta and Bulma's family jumped out, followed by a little blue-haired girl. She was Vegeta's second child, Bra.
Vegeta glanced at Xiao Fang with hot eyes, then glanced at the gentle Trunks, and sighed: "The descendants of the Saiyans are really inferior to each other. Goten and Trunks are both That’s right.”
In the future, Sun Wukong's family will still have Xiaofang to inherit the mantle, but there is no hope for his family. Trunks has already been established, so I hope Bulla will finally change.
But having said that, after reaching the Super Saiyan God realm, they are no longer mortals. Although they cannot live forever, at least their life span has been greatly extended. It is trivial to live for tens of thousands of years, and there is no need to worry about inheritance issues.
Ayaba said what she just said again. After hearing this, Vegeta showed a smile and said with a smile: "Call everyone, let's take a look together."
"Well, let Goten and Trunks do the calling."
Everyone smiled and had no objection.
So Sun Wutian and Trunks found all the Dragon Ball Warriors one after another. After getting the consent of all the Dragon Ball Warriors, they made an appointment to meet at the venue on the day when the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament was held.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the 29th World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament officially kicked off.
As usual, the venue for the Budokai is still a remote island city.
The city is not big, but the building facilities are very complete. It has everything in big cities. Because it coincides with the martial arts conference that is held every three years, and this conference has been postponed by the organizer for another year, there is sufficient preparation time. By the time the conference started, the sea of people had flooded the entire city.
No matter where you go, you can see contestants wearing various martial arts uniforms, which is considered a grand occasion of the conference.
Of course, many of these tourists came simply to watch the fun.
"There are so many people!"
A purple-haired girl in the crowd shouted loudly, Klin's daughter Maro was already a young girl, and it was time for her to be full of vitality.
"Hehe, I have never seen anything so interesting."
Xiaofang and Bulla were pulled by their respective elders, their little heads looking around.
On the side, Ayaba watched with a smile on her face and communicated with Hongye and the others from time to time. No. 18 followed calmly with a smile on her face.
Ayameng is neatly dressed and has a very reserved expression. Time is like a magical catalyst. After so many years, Ayameng can be regarded as the elder of those children. She no longer yells as much as before and is much calmer.
After settling in the hotel that had been arranged in advance and assigned a room, Ayaba took a hot bath to wash away the dust around her. Then he gathered with Hongye and others, spread out a book with notes on all the contestants, and pointed at the contestants on it to judge them in detail.
As young talents continue to emerge in major martial arts schools, the martial arts atmosphere is more intense than it was more than ten years ago. The number of contestants continues to increase, and as organizers, their hosting formats must also change with the times.
A more prominent point is that the registration time has been pushed forward by one month and a detailed personnel list has been drawn up. As the days of competition increased, so did the number of games.
From the preliminary round to the final, it takes a total of one week.
The next day, the sun shines brightly.
The small island city is crowded with people, and the tide of people gradually converges on the Budo Temple in the center. All major institutions serving the Martial Arts Association are ready, waiting for the opening of the Martial Arts Association.
Ayaba has already chosen a seat on the second floor and started to watch the entire game.