"Citizens, good news!! Good news! Our martial arts genius, Mr. Satan, is determined to participate in the Sharu game." The news was reported on TV.

"Satan!! Our hero!!!"

"Satan!! Defeat Sharu!!!"

"Ahhhhh...Satan, I love you!!"

Countless people are caring. Because in the past few days, none of the terrifying people on Earth who have seen Sharu dare to challenge Sharu. Satan was the first, and his actions gave people hope.

"Mr. Satan, do you have confidence?" The reporter asked, "You know, Sharu wiped out the entire Defense Ministry army."

And Satan confidently said: "It's all small tricks! He buried a bomb around there beforehand. I can see through it at a glance! As for martial arts... Hey, he is so layman compared to me. Ah. I, Satan, will definitely defeat that bravado. Did you hear that!? Humans all over the world!"

Satan raised his hands, looked at the camera, and shouted to people all over the world.

Mukuro, who saw this scene through the TV, was speechless. Fuck... Are all the people on Earth in the Dragon Ball world mentally retarded? Or the brain was eaten.

...

"It's so boring, it shouldn't be so long." Sharu said with a bored expression.

Time gradually passed...

People regard martial arts champion Satan as a hero. All hope was pinned on him... and the earth finally ushered in the time to decide its own destiny.

It's time for Sharu's game.

"This moment is finally coming... Come on... Monkey King, and the mysterious Saiyan named Mukuro." Shalu murmured, looking wary.

At this time, people from the TV station also came here.

They are definitely the most fearless group in the Dragon Ball world.

"And... there are still more than twenty minutes. The Sharu game that determines the fate of the earth is about to begin. Probably because of panic, there is not a single audience at the scene." Although the host is not afraid of death, he is also afraid. Cold sweat continued: "Everyone has seen it, Sharu is standing in the arena, motionless."

"Our hero, Mr. Satan, has not yet appeared."

"No, look at it... there is a car coming."

In the distance, a super luxurious black car drove over. After stopping, Satan got out of the car, his expression a little nervous. Behind him was a big cloak, a gold belt around his waist, and a brown exercise suit, which seemed a bit funny.

"Wow!! It's Satan... Mr. Satan is here!!!"

I saw Satan raised his fist to the sky.

"Wow!! Please look!! Satan!! Mr. Satan raised his fist to the camera. Answering the ardent hope of the people of the world." The reporter looked very excited.

And people all over the world are also excited.

"Hmm..." Satan smiled confidently and walked to the martial arts arena.

Until now, Satan still thinks that everything Sharu did was just a blindfold. How could it happen that a city can be destroyed with a wave of your hand.

"You--" Satan pointed at Sharu with one hand.

Suddenly the thumb fell down, indicating his disdain for Sharu.

Sharu looked dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what Satan was doing. But he was not angry, because Satan looked like an ant in Sharu's eyes. And if the ants walk around in front of you, you will certainly not be angry. However, when you are in a bad mood, you may be trampled to death. But Sharu's mood is pretty good now.

But the reporter on the side was extremely excited.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! , I think Sharu is very upset." I don't know which eye the reporter used to see Sharu's anxiety.

"..." Sharu was speechless, and said lightly for a while: "Where is the waste?"

But Sharu didn't mean to shoot either.

It can only be said that Satan has his own lucky halo.

Sharu didn't know, but his disdain made Satan full of confidence.

"Now!! There are fifteen minutes left before the start of the Sharu game. Sharu will play against Satan!! I personally estimate that Mr. Satan seems to have the upper hand." The reporter analyzed unreasonably. Fuck... definitely a blind man.

Then another three minutes passed.

"Dear viewers, there are still twelve minutes before the Sharu game starts. Look! Mr. Satan is already on the edge of the arena. The aura is really amazing... you really deserve to be the most trustworthy man on earth." Not only the reporter. Blind, there is still a problem with IQ.

Satan beckoned to the reporter behind him. The reporter was taken aback, and said: "Well!? ... is towards us!? Tell us to go over!?"

The last words are obviously to ask Satan again.

"En!" Satan nodded confidently.

"En...this...en." The reporter wiped the cold sweat from his head. Thinking that people all over the world are looking at me, I took courage and said, "Okay! We used to...we are not cowards. Moreover, Mr. Satan is here. Please see... the nervous picture in front of you, now He is the bravest location host in the world... and is taking you to the arena that determines the fate of the world!" This reporter is not only blind and stupid, but also likes to die.

"That... shall we stand in the ring too!?" the reporter asked.

"Come on, there is me." Satan believed himself.

The reporter immediately seemed to be encouraged, stood on the ring, raised the microphone and asked: "Mr. Satan, how do you feel now?!"

Satan confidently said: "I have a pity for Sharu who hadn't calculated it. Humph... He doesn't know that there is still me in the world. However, he was blowing up the sky at the time! Now it is impossible to take it back! You listen to me well... Sharu! I have seen through your tricks long ago! You used bombs to destroy the capital and destroy the army."

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