Saiyans adopted by Thanos

"He himself is a mysterious race that has existed since the birth of the universe, and his confidence is his own strength."

When he heard about the collector from his father Odin, Hela sneered, which directly pointed out Gao Tianzun's confidence in doing so.

"These two brothers are weird."

"One likes to collect all kinds of weird things, one is keen to participate in and design various game competitions."

"Moreover, this person's reputation as a farmer is not very good."

Hela squinted, recalling an example his father Odin said when he introduced himself to Gao Tianzun.

Once someone had won Gao Tianzun in a gambling game, and then he was stabbed to death by Gao Tianzun who handed over his chips with a smile.

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"Even so, do you still participate in this so-called championship match?"

"Why not?"

Beckett answered without looking back.

Nothing else matters, as long as Gao Tianzun has the bones of gods in his hands, that's enough.

His purpose in participating in this championship is just to be able to meet Gao Tianzun as quickly as possible.

As the organizer of this game, on the day the game starts, he will definitely appear in the arena.

Beckett believed that Gao Tianzun thought so too.

Otherwise, he could sit at home and wait for Beckett to come, rather than taking out the bones of the gods as bait to lure him into the game.

"Or, do you have a better way to approach Gao Tianzun?"

Beckett stopped, turned and asked.

Hela's expression was stagnant when he heard the words, and she curled her lips and said nothing.

Apart from participating in the competition, she seems to have no way to get closer to Gao Tianzun any faster.

After all, she didn't know where Gao Tianzun really lived.

The location of the arena that Woz detected was only the place where Gao Tianzun had the most frequent visits during the week.

Rather than spend a lot of effort to find it with a black eye, it is better to go directly to the official meeting channel.

"Please don't be crowded!"

"A good queuing order determines whether you can complete the registration and registration as quickly as possible!"

"Two gentlemen, if you want to fight, please go to another place to fight, and then come back to line up after the winner is determined."

"Those who come from behind, please consciously go to the back side to collect the number plate!"

The Saka arena, which hasn't been established for a long time, became extremely popular after Gao Tianzun's notification was sent.

When Beckett, who followed Woz's map, arrived at his destination, the two long queues made him frown.

"His Royal Highness, queuing up to get the number, leave it to me." The other, determined to become the first horse of Beckett, showed his role in the first time.

With a respectful bow, he trot all the way to the number picking window with his scepter, and fiercely received a number card in the hands of the slaves in the arena.

"404? Are there so many people ahead?"

The other frowned. He always felt that this was not an auspicious number, not to mention that this number meant that there were at least four hundred and three people in front of Beckett.

He didn't think that His Royal Highness Beckett was like the kind of person who waited so long patiently.

Having been with him for so long, the other has already touched his master's temperament.

"Hey, I ask you, is there any VIP channel?"

He took the number plate and poked his head back and glanced at Beckett, who was obviously impatient on his face. The other immediately pressed his face to the window and asked fiercely.

"The kind that can register directly."

Generally speaking, this kind of competition should have VIP channels exclusively for the strong or those with money abilities.

"Yes, sir, but are you sure you want to take the fast track?"

The woman at the other end of the window looked up.

"Don't talk nonsense, please hurry up if you have it."

Perhaps the other cursed and confidently stunned the woman. The latter murmured a few words in the communication device that the other didn't understand, and then reached out and handed the other a golden badge.

There is no number on the badge, only an arena logo.

what is this?

The other squeezed curiously, unable to pinch.

"Someone is going to challenge the passage, Zola, come out and take them in, and let Folas prepare by the way."

"Yes."

The woman on the other end of the communicator responded timidly, and when she appeared in front of the other, her eyes widened instantly: "You, are you the flesh at that time?!"

Zola still can't forget the scene of the other's resurrection.

"It's you?"

"Why are you here?"

In this unfamiliar realm, he can still meet acquaintances who have a relationship, and the other is obviously also surprised.

"His Royal Highness Beckett." With the badge and Zola, the other returned to Beckett.

"Zola? Why are you here?"

Compared to the other who is so unfamiliar with Zola, Beckett still knows her a little bit. After all, he has spent a day or two together and watched Ego's movies together.

"That, because of you, Mr. Beckett, I can't compensate the auction house for property damage, so I was sent to the arena."

Goodbye Beckett, Zola obviously lost his initial vivaciousness.

The cringing respect is beyond words.

"Excuse me, are the four of you going to participate in the championship challenge?" Zola obviously didn't want to mention more about his experience after arriving in the arena.