Dragon Ball: Everyone's playing the reincarnation game, huh?

"Huh? Why is this engine oil?" Sun Wukong didn't understand.

"Hurry up and jump up. Fighting in the air might be easier," Trunks urged impatiently, too lazy to explain.

"boom!"

Goten leaped up with all his might, carrying Trunks into the sky.

Number 18 followed closely behind and soared into the sky.

The two then engaged in a fierce battle in the air.

Trunks was caught off guard and overwhelmed.

"Damn it, I can't move around at all!" Trunks felt a little annoyed.

Number 18 leaped into the air and delivered a powerful punch to Trunks, slamming both of them down from the sky.

"Boom!"

Trunks and Goten fell from the sky, leaving a large crater in the arena.

The audience was stunned, instinctively thinking that the person was dead.

"Snapped!"

Trunks and Goten leaped out of the crater and reappeared on the arena.

The audience was utterly shocked.

Not even dead?

This masked man is too amazing.

"Goten, you can kick him with your feet!" Trunks suggested.

"But I can't see clearly." Sun Wukong was at his wit's end.

Satan was so frightened that his face contorted, and his eyes twitched incessantly.

Are you still human?

"call out!"

Android 18 flicked his wrist, sending an energy blast hurtling down at Goten and Trunks.

Trunks was immediately terrified and cried out, "Goten, fly up into the sky!"

"Snapped!"

Sun Wukong immediately soared into the sky, dodging the energy blast.

"Damn it! There's no way we can win like this!" Trunks gritted his teeth, feeling extremely unwilling.

“Transform into Super Saiyan 4, Trunks!” Goten suggested.

Trunks: "..."

"Idiot, just become a normal Super Saiyan! Do you really want to beat Krillin's wife until she's covered in oil?" Trunks scolded irritably.

"Why engine oil?" Sun Wutian asked, puzzled.

“Because Krillin’s wife is a homunculus, don’t tell me you didn’t know that,” Trunks replied.

"Isn't she a modified human? Does she need to be oiled like my Transformer robot?" Sun Wukong asked innocently.

"I guess so..." Trunks wasn't sure either, then shook his head. "Now's not the time to talk about this, let's transform! Just become a regular Super Saiyan, wearing this outfit shouldn't be a problem!"

“Okay,” Sun Wukong readily agreed.

"No nodding or shaking your head!" Trunks said hastily.

"Understood," Sun Wukong replied.

Number 18 was also staring intently at the strange person in front of him.

This guy is really weird; his hands and feet are too small in proportion to his body.

But given his immense power, who exactly is he?

"Snapped!"

Goten and Trunks immediately activated their Super Saiyan transformation, their entire bodies radiating golden light.

Seeing the golden light emanating from Goten and Trunks, Android 18 was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

“This outfit makes it difficult to use ordinary moves, let’s use energy blasts instead,” Trunks suggested.

"Huh? Is everything alright? Will it spill out some engine oil?" Sun Wutian asked with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, as long as we control our strength, we'll be fine... at least we didn't turn into Super Saiyan Blue or Super Saiyan 4," Trunks reassured him.

"Super Saiyan! Now I finally know who you are, little guy!" Android 18's lips curled up into a smile.

"call out!"

Trunks unleashed an energy blast at the location of Number 18.

The energy blast was fired at extremely high speed toward Number 18.

Number 18 was immediately terrified and hurriedly hid.

"call out!"

The energy blast struck the distant ocean.

The seawater surged to a height of thousands of feet in an instant.

Satan was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground.

"Damn, I missed!" Trunks was exasperated.

"Keep going, keep going!" Sun Wukong urged.

"What's going on?" Android 18 was genuinely terrified. "The speed and destructive power of that energy blast were simply astonishing! They were just ordinary Super Saiyans in their transformations! I never imagined they already possessed such immense power!"

This is too dangerous; we must determine a winner as soon as possible.

Android 18 took a deep breath and immediately shouted loudly in their direction, "Hey, Trunks, Goten, I'm going to defeat you!"

Trunks, who was preparing to continue condensing the energy blast, was startled and immediately stopped what he was doing.

"Our identities have been discovered!" Trunks exclaimed.

"This is bad!" Sun Wukong looked guilty.

"call out!"

Number 18 threw a Qi Yuan Slash right at me.

Goten and Trunks were so frightened that they dodged in different directions.

"Hey!"

The Qi Yuan Slash sliced ​​through them, cutting them in two.

"Ah! Ah! The masked contestant has been cut in half!" the referee exclaimed in shock, but upon closer inspection, he quickly added, "No, there are two of them!"

"It's Goten and Trunks!" Chi-Chi immediately realized.

"It really is them." Master Roshi nodded.

"These two little rascals are really causing trouble." Bulma covered her face.

"It is a violation for two people to participate in the competition together, therefore you are disqualified," the referee announced immediately.

Son Goten and Trunks exchanged a glance, looking like children who had done something wrong, and immediately fled into the distance.

Number 18 chuckled and slowly descended from the sky, appearing directly opposite Satan.

"Now only Mr. Satan and contestant number 18 remain!" the referee announced. "Who will win the championship?"

Satan was so scared he almost peed his pants, his face turning pale.

She'll beat me to death.

"Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan!"

"No. 18! No. 18! No. 18!"

The audience cheered, and many people were already applauding number 18.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who will be the champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament: Mr. Satan or Number 18?" the referee announced loudly. "After the fierce battle just now, more and more spectators are supporting contestant number 18! So, who will be our champion?"

Satan trembled with fear, instinctively adopting a fighting stance, but the terror in his eyes was palpable.

Number 18 made a slight offensive move.

Satan was so scared that his soul almost flew away.

Number 18 chuckled softly and flew towards Satan.

Satan's hair stood on end, and his face turned deathly pale.

Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!

"Shh!"

Number 18 rushed forward and grabbed Satan by the neck.

"Aaaaah..." Satan cried out in terror, "Please! Don't kill me! I'll agree to anything you ask! I'll do anything you want!"

"Shut up, stop making a scene!" Number 18 said coldly. "If you don't shut up, I really will kill you!"

"Oh! Contestant number 18 has already subdued Mr. Satan!" the referee announced.

"Did you hear that? Keep your voice down." Number 18 lowered his voice.

Satan nodded hastily.

No. 18: "..."

"Smaller your movements! You touched my chest when you nodded!" Number 18's face darkened.

Satan's lips twitched.

Yours is too big!

I really didn't mean it!