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Chapter 339 Martial Arts Conference

Back in Xidu, Zhang Shan handed Bulma the design blueprints and corresponding software for a smartphone. Bulma looked at him strangely, but Zhang Shan didn't explain. Explaining such things was too troublesome, so he let Bulma imagine it herself.

Just like Zhang Shan wished to become a Saiyan before.

After squinting at Zhang Shan for a while, Bulma stopped worrying about it. Although Zhang Shan had his own little secrets, Bulma didn't care. Picking up the things Zhang Shan had given her, Bulma sat down at the computer and began to verify the truth of the matter.

A few days later, thanks to Bulma's exceptional hands-on skills, the world's first smartphone was born.

Of course, Zhang Shan no longer cared about these things. After completing a higher level of cultivation from the Meow Immortal, he knew the direction of his future cultivation.

There's no need to elaborate on the physical training; just train like crazy in the gravity chamber.

The Meow Immortal's cultivation teaches Zhang Shan that a true powerhouse is one who masters every bit of their own strength.

At this moment, Zhang Shan thought of Jiren. His power was at most Super Saiyan Blue, but he could completely suppress Super Saiyan Blue Goku and Vegeta, as if he were not on the same level as them at all.

"From now on, as my strength increases, I will set aside some time each day to reflect and refine myself, so that I can maintain my current strength... no, surpass it, and perfectly master all my power!" Zhang Shan's gaze was firm. Thinking of how Goku slapped Chi-Chi away in the original story, Zhang Shan didn't want to send Bulma flying in one blow.

Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

"The World Martial Arts Tournament?" Bulma frowned as she held the phone. "Forget it, I don't think Zhang Shan is interested in that kind of thing."

On the other end of the phone was Master Roshi, who chuckled and said, "You should give the phone to Zhang Shan; I believe he'll be interested."

With a sigh, Bulma said, "Alright, wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Bulma went to the computer. At the same time, Zhang Shan, who was training under 100 times gravity, turned his gaze to the big screen. Bulma's figure appeared in Zhang Shan's eyes. Bulma said, "That perverted old turtle asked you to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament. I think, with your current strength, you definitely have no interest in that martial arts tournament."

Zhang Shan walked to the control panel, turned off the 100x gravity, and said, "The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, huh? Old Turtle did indeed want me to participate before. Let's go take a look, and also see how Wukong's training is going."

"Huh? You're actually interested in this?" Bulma was a little surprised. Zhang Shan had been focused on cultivation and improving himself lately, and he hadn't even shown much excitement when the cell phone was released. Why was he suddenly interested in this conference?

Zhang Shan walked out of the gravity chamber and quickly went to the phone. He picked it up and said, "You lecherous old turtle, I'll be at the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament!"

"You brat! You really have no respect for your master at all!" Master Roshi said with a laugh.

"By the way, how is Wukong's training going?" Zhang Shan asked.

"That kid is a genius, far more capable than an idiot like you!" Master Roshi said. "Alright, you'll see next time we meet! It will definitely exceed your expectations!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Shan's lips curled into a smile: "Beyond my expectations? Old turtle, I'm the one who's beyond your expectations!"

His current combat power exceeds 80,000, and he has perfectly mastered all of his power, even being able to unleash 120% of it! Truly terrifying!

The martial arts tournament was still some time away, so Zhang Shan didn't continue his training and instead took a few rare days to relax.

The scene of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

Zhang Shan and Bulma descended from the sky on a somersault cloud. Zhang Shan didn't feel there was anything wrong with showing off his divine power in front of people.

This world needs the power of martial arts, and it will continue to develop.

"That's the Flying Nimbus?" Master Roshi looked at Zhang Shan in disbelief. "You! Did you climb Korin Tower?"

Zhang Shan smiled and nodded: "That's right. Not long after I parted ways with Goku, I went to challenge Korin Tower and met Master Nyanko, where I completed my training."

"Hiss~" Master Roshi gasped. He knew Zhang Shan's talent all too well. He was not even as good as Krillin. How could he possibly climb Korin Tower?

However, the Flying Nimbus was right in front of him, and the other party also revealed the bombshell news that Korin was a cat. For hundreds of years, apart from Master Roshi, no one else had ever climbed Korin Tower. Therefore, apart from Master Roshi, no one else could tell Zhang Shan that Korin was a cat.

Master Roshi looked Zhang Shan up and down, then noticed the tail on Zhang Shan's buttocks and frowned, saying, "Zhang Shan, how come you've become like Goku?"

"I got this by making a wish to Shenron!" Zhang Shan laughed. Master Roshi nodded slightly and said, "So, does that mean you and Goku are now of the same race?"

Zhang Shan was taken aback, then nodded: "That's right, we are of the same kind, but I won't lose consciousness after I turn into a gorilla."

"Huh? What gorilla?" Sun Wukong looked at Zhang Shan in confusion. He realized that Zhang Shan, like himself, was a person with a tail.

But what's the meaning of the transformation into a gorilla? He has a tail, but he can't transform into a gorilla, right?

That's right, even now, Sun Wukong doesn't know he can transform into a gorilla.

"You'll find out about this later." Zhang Shan smiled and patted Sun Wukong's crab head. He was very glad that Shenron hadn't made him as tall as a Saiyan. If his body hadn't developed, he wouldn't have been able to defeat Bulma.

"Oh, right, Zhang Shan, let me introduce you. This is Krillin, your junior brother." Master Roshi suddenly remembered the bald guy next to him and introduced him to Zhang Shan.

"Hello! My name is Zhang Shan, and I'm the senior disciple of the Turtle Hermit School!" Zhang Shan said with a smile. Krillin still respected his elders. Although he was a bit cunning, he was generally a reliable young man.

He's just a bit short.

Looking at Krillin, who only reached his thighs, Zhang Shan thought to himself: This guy is really underdeveloped. If we give Krillin some nutritious food now, will he be able to grow taller in the future?

Random thoughts flashed through Zhang Shan's mind, and he decided to regularly supply the old turtle with food to improve its diet, and also see if Klin would grow taller as a result.

Everyone went to register for the competition. After that, Zhang Shan led everyone to a nearby open space. Bulma had brought a lot of house capsules, enough for everyone to live in.

Watching Zhang Shan and Bulma enter the room together, the perverted old turtle sighed, knowing that he could not make a move against Bulma.

If it weren't for a change of heart and the realization that he shouldn't lay a hand on his apprentice's woman, Master Roshi wouldn't have been so obsessed with taking advantage of Android 18 in the future.

The reason he gave up was entirely because he had just been taught a lesson by Zhang Shan!

"I never would have guessed that my apprentice has completely surpassed me, hahaha!" Master Roshi laughed heartily.

Blue-haired Lanqi was busy in the room, making beds for everyone and doing housework.

Sun Wukong took advantage of this time to train. He used to be evenly matched with Zhang Shan in battle, but after Master Roshi's training, Sun Wukong felt that he had become much stronger and thought that he could definitely defeat Zhang Shan now.

Compared to Goku's hard work, Krillin, the little bald guy, seems to know how to enjoy life.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Klin enjoyed his tooth-splittingly sweet drink while casually turning on the TV to watch something.

Then Master Roshi kicked him away, saying, "You brat, can't you learn more from Goku? All you do is slack off all day long!"

Looking at Master Roshi sitting in his previous spot, Krillin had a million curses running through his mind!

Krillin stormed outside and saw Goku practicing a horse stance. Feeling utterly hopeless, he walked over to Goku and joined him in the horse stance.

"Hey Goku, what's the point of all this hard training?" Krillin asked. Goku replied, "To get stronger!"

Why do we need to become stronger?

"Emmm~" Goku thought for a moment, then smiled at Krillin: "There's no reason why, I just want to get stronger! And if possible, I'd like to fight some powerful guys!"

Sun Wukong's words were extremely pure, and for a moment, Krillin, that little rascal, was speechless.

“How can there be a guy like you in the world…” Klin said.

Sun Wukong scratched his head, not quite understanding Krillin's meaning. Zhang Shan came out of the room and said to Sun Wukong, "Goku, now that the martial arts tournament is over, you'll be preparing to search for the Dragon Balls, right?"

"Well, they say it will take a year to recover. I plan to travel the world first, and then go find Grandpa once the Dragon Balls are restored!"

Zhang Shan took out a round stone from his pocket and said, "This should be a Dragon Ball, but I don't know which planet it is."

Sun Wukong looked at it, then shook his head and said, "This shouldn't be Grandpa."

"Huh? You could even tell that?" Zhang Shan was dumbfounded.

"It's just a feeling! Zhang Shan, you mentioned it before!" Sun Wukong laughed.

The next day.

The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament officially began, and Zhang Shan and his group were fortunate enough not to encounter each other in the first round of preliminary selection.

Zhang Shan's opponent was a muscular man who looked incredibly powerful. When the man saw that Zhang Shan was small, he immediately started mocking him. Then Zhang Shan took off his shirt, revealing his perfect muscles!

"Ahhh! What amazing muscles! I want to lick them!"

"Handsome guy~ I'll leave the door open for you tonight!"

"You bastards! What are you saying to my husband?!" Bulma shouted angrily, but the lewd words around her did not disappear; instead, they became even more intense.

Zhang Shan's opponent finally gave him a serious look and said admiringly, "I didn't expect you to be such a hidden master. However, I am no weakling either!"

The veins on the man's body bulged, as if small snakes were wriggling all over him.

"Not bad, a good prospect." Zhang Shan nodded slightly. This guy was obviously a cultivation fanatic. His muscles had been honed to the peak. The future Satan would probably not be a match for him.

“Your combat strength is about thirty, which you can achieve without cultivating Qi.” Zhang Shan slowly walked up to the other party: “After this, you should go and challenge Kalinta. Bring more tools. With your strength, you should be able to meet him.”

"What do you mean?" The man was taken aback, not understanding what Zhang Shan was talking about. What combat power? What kind of qi? He did know about Kalinta, and had originally planned to challenge him, but bringing tools? What specific tools should he bring?

Bang!

Zhang Shan unleashed a powerful punch, striking the man's abdominal muscles.

The next moment, the man's eyes rolled back, he clutched his stomach and involuntarily backed away, finally kneeling on the ground, collapsing unconscious.

"Zhang Shansheng!"

"That's what the recorder on the sidelines said."

This is just the preliminary round. It's not two people fighting on one super big stage, but eight small stages, with fighters fighting on each stage.

After Zhang Shan's fight ended, two more people immediately came up to fight. Leaving the arena, Zhang Shan saw Bulma looking displeased. Knowing why she was angry, he walked over with a smile, took Bulma's hand, placed it on his muscle, and said, "Do you want me to take care of those who are talking nonsense?"

"No need!" Bulma was angry, but not to the point of killing those people over such a small matter; she wasn't some kind of female demon. "However, you're not allowed to show your muscles in front of others anymore! Understand?"

"As ordered!"

As the two were laughing and joking, Goku and Krillin also came out. Krillin was still a little dazed, clearly frightened by his current strength.

"What's wrong, Klin? Did you see some naked women?" Zhang Shan teased. Klin subconsciously replied, "No, but there were a few good-looking ones..."

After saying that, Klin realized what he had said and quickly covered his mouth, saying, "No! There isn't a single beautiful woman inside!"

"Hahaha!"

Even Sun Wukong was laughing at him, but Sun Wukong wasn't laughing at Krillin for looking at beautiful women; in fact, Sun Wukong had no impression of beautiful women at all.

He just thought Klin was being silly and funny.

"By the way, where's that old lecher?" Bulma asked. "Did he go peeping into the women's bathhouse?"

"Probably not?" Zhang Shan said. "Speaking of which, Lan Qi is also missing."

The group looked around and finally, amidst the exclamations of a group of beautiful women, they found Master Roshi.

The old man clearly participated in the preliminaries, but unlike Zhang Shan and the others who dawdled, he quickly defeated his opponents and then flirted with the girls, as if he hadn't participated in the competition at all.

"That old man is never at peace!" Zhang Shan laughed.

The group walked over, and at that moment, Master Roshi was also touched on the cheek by the pretty girl's hand, leaving a red handprint on his face.

Upon seeing Zhang Shan and the others, Master Roshi said in a pretentious tone, "Hmm, it seems you've all passed the preliminary rounds."