Heavens Gift Pack: Start with One Punch Man

"Hey!"

As the gong rang.

The twenty-fifth session of the No. 1 Budokai in the world.

It finally started!

…………

Budokai waiting area.

Exclusive VIP private room for the world champion Mr. Satan.

Look at the nameplate on the door frame.

Lin Bei shook his head and chuckled:

Satan's strength may not be very good, but he is the best in the martial arts club.

To know……

Even Goku and them.

They can only stand outside and wait.

Satan has such an exclusive private room.

Used to wait and warm up!

You can open the door...

as predicted!

Satan didn't warm up at all, he was asleep with a newspaper on his face, and he couldn't wake up.

"It's useless."

The passing staff shook their heads and smiled bitterly: "You can't wake Mr. Satan."

"It's not necessarily!"

Lin Bei grinned and whispered in Satan's ear:

"Miguel is here."

Just one sentence.

Like a rocket, Satan jumped three meters high, then knelt on the ground with a "puff".

"My wife was wrong."

"I shouldn't find a beauty in a swimsuit, please forgive me, I'm really the first time, never dare to do it again!"

Lin Bei smiled and shook his head.

These days……

Satan did not suffer from Miguel's pain!

Seeing no movement at the top of the head for a long time.

Satan raised his head cautiously, and when he saw Lin Bei, he grinned immediately, "You kid."

Just about to get angry.

"Miguel!"

As soon as I heard these three words.

Satan immediately shrank his head as if he had seen a cat or mouse, and he didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

…………

Just joked.

"Lin Bei, are you really not going to compete?"

Satan looked confused: "I heard Vidili say, you kid, it seems that you have practiced two tricks in private."

Two tricks?

Lin Bei grinned:

It seems...

Vidili really took care of Satan's mood and told a white lie.

Lin Bei didn't expose it, just smiled slightly: "I just want to come and see if I can help you a little bit."

"Help me?"

Satan grinned and laughed: "Isn't it easy for Satan to win the championship? Why do you need your kid's help?"

"..."

Lin Bei really didn't want to hit Satan.

Really have to talk about strength...

Among the Monkey King group, Ya Mucha, the weakest, could hang Satan up and fight.

Not to mention……

This year's No. 1 Martial Arts Competition, the strong are like clouds!

If he doesn't follow.

It may be difficult for Satan to get out of the fighting arena alive.

Anyway...

He is also the son-in-law of the "Sa" family now, so he can't just stand in the audience and watch Satan die.

Thinking about...

"Crack!"

An old man dressed like a monk pushed open the door and reported to Satan with a flattering look:

"Master Satan!"

"This year's martial arts club, in order to increase interest."

"In addition to the traditional adult group race, we also deliberately added the infant group entertainment game!"

Satan nodded.

He had already known this news.

What's wrong with this?

"Is such that."

The old monk rubbed his hands and said flatly: "In order to inspire the little players, we want you, Mr. Satan."

"Able to compete with the champion of the junior group!"

after all……

To be able to play against a world champion, for the little players.

It is also an honor!

"Mr. Satan."

"Look... Is there any problem with this arrangement?"

Satan has not had time to speak.

Lin Bei said leisurely: "I suggest you better refuse."

"Refuse?"

Satan was taken aback for a moment, confused: "Why?"

"Because these teenagers are good at strength!"

Heard this.

Satan laughed:

"Lin Bei, you kid really haven't grown up yet."

Good strength?

After all.

Junior champion.

It's just a kid, where can he go?

To know.

He is Satan, but the world champion!

"Do not worry!"

Satan waved his big hand, full of confidence.

"definitely no problem!"

Get Satan's promise.

The old monk grinned and opened the door with a smile.

Went out.

At this moment……

The voice of the host of the fighting club.

It happened to come in leisurely from outside the door.

"Next."

"Let's call out two junior players in the junior group."

"Goten and Trunks!"