Master Roshi looked at Broly's calm expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
You say you don't like fighting?
Why does it feel like every time you talk about fighting—especially against powerful opponents—your eyes show a little excitement?
This kid… could he secretly have violent tendencies?
"Still… what Broly said might not be completely unreasonable," Roshi forced himself to calm down and looked carefully at the fighter on the stage again.
The more he looked, the more uneasy he felt.
"That green skin… those cold, snake-like eyes… and those pointed ears…"
"They really do resemble Demon King Piccolo by about seventy or eighty percent."
"And he wrapped his forehead tightly with that headscarf…"
"Could it be to hide something?"
"Demon King Piccolo? He's still alive?" Bulma shook her head in disbelief, fear appearing on her face.
"Didn't you all see him explode with your own eyes? His body was blown to pieces!"
"That's true," Roshi stroked his beard seriously.
"We did see it."
"But the methods of demons are hard to understand."
"We should stay cautious."
"There's also another possibility…"
Roshi paused before saying his guess.
"Maybe he's a descendant left behind by Demon King Piccolo… or a new body created before he died."
Even Roshi himself shivered at the thought.
"If that's the case…"
"Then his reason for secretly entering the World Martial Arts Tournament probably isn't simple."
"He may be here to take revenge on Broly."
Roshi trembled slightly.
"He'd better not think like that."
Broly finally finished his milk tea.
He crushed the empty cup and tossed it into a nearby trash bin.
Then he somehow produced another snack—beef jerky—and began opening it.
"If he does…"
"I'll just beat him again."
He said it casually while tearing open the package.
"Let's not jump to conclusions yet," Roshi said, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.
"Let's watch his fight with Krillin first."
"We should be able to learn more from the battle."
The Fight Begins
On the arena stage—
The battle had already started.
Although Krillin remained cautious, Piccolo's arrogance completely angered him.
Krillin launched the first attack.
His small body moved like a spinning top.
Using the refined techniques of the Turtle School, he unleashed a rapid combination of punches and kicks.
His footwork was agile.
His attacks came like a storm.
Three years of hard training were clearly visible.
Piccolo Toys With Him
However—
Facing Krillin's full-force assault, Piccolo looked relaxed.
Even amused.
Like a cat playing with a mouse.
He simply blocked casually or tilted his body slightly.
Most of Krillin's attacks were neutralized with ease.
When Piccolo occasionally counterattacked—
His speed was lightning-fast.
His power was overwhelming.
Each strike forced Krillin into a dangerous situation.
Krillin had to use everything he had just to barely dodge or block.
What the Audience Sees
To ordinary spectators—
The fight looked intense and exciting.
The fighters moved quickly across the stage.
Shockwaves of energy burst around them.
The crowd cheered loudly.
But to experts like Goku and Tien—
The situation was crystal clear.
Krillin was using everything he had.
He even attempted to find openings to fire his Kamehameha.
Yet none of it could truly threaten Piccolo.
He was being completely toyed with.
Piccolo Ends the Fight
Eventually—
Piccolo lost his patience.
In the moment when Krillin's previous attack ended and his new move hadn't begun—
Piccolo suddenly moved.
His body blurred.
In an instant he appeared next to Krillin.
A simple hand chop—
But it contained terrifying power.
It struck precisely at the side of Krillin's neck.
BAM!
Krillin felt an unstoppable force.
His vision went black.
He lost consciousness instantly.
Piccolo's Thoughts
Looking at Krillin lying on the ground, struggling to sit up—
Piccolo was slightly surprised.
Three years ago this man had been like an insect.
Yet now he had gained this level of strength.
Though still insignificant—
His progress was surprisingly fast.
Then Piccolo thought of Broly.
The man who had killed his father three years ago.
He must be even stronger now…
But another piece of information he had gathered recently calmed him.
He had heard that Broly had stopped training completely.
All he did every day was eat, sleep, and play video games.
He had fallen into a life of lazy pleasure.
Piccolo's lips curled into a cold smile.
That means Broly hasn't grown stronger…
He might have even become weaker.
Meanwhile I have trained in hell for three years.
My chances of revenge have increased greatly.
Piccolo's Plan
First—
Win the championship.
Then—
When the champion stands on the stage to speak—
He will remove his disguise.
He will announce his return to the world.
And begin his conquest of Earth.
Thinking about it made his blood boil with excitement.
And after that—
In front of the entire world—
He would personally torture Broly, the killer of his father.
He would crush humanity's last hope.
And make them welcome the rule of Demon King Piccolo in fear and despair.
The Result
The referee stepped forward and checked Krillin's condition.
Then he raised the microphone.
"Krillin can no longer continue the match!"
"Majunia wins this round!"
"Although Krillin lost, his fighting spirit and skill gave us a wonderful match!"
"Please give him a round of applause!"
Goku Comforts Krillin
Goku immediately rushed onto the stage.
He carefully helped the dizzy Krillin stand up.
"Krillin, that was amazing!" Goku said with a big smile.
"You've improved a lot!"
"That guy is really strong."
"Losing to him isn't embarrassing."
Krillin rubbed his neck and forced a bitter smile.
"The difference in strength is still too big…"
"It felt like he wasn't even serious."
"Like he was just playing with a kid."
Roshi's Praise
Master Roshi looked at his smallest student.
His face showed pride.
"Krillin has grown into a truly outstanding martial artist."
Meanwhile…
Broly said nothing.
He simply kept chewing his beef jerky.
The result of the match seemed less important than his snack.
Beside him—
Blue-haired Launch continued taking care of him attentively.
Sometimes she wiped oil from the corner of his mouth with a tissue.
Sometimes she handed him a drink.
One of them focused on eating.
The other focused on taking care of him.
The two looked strangely harmonious together.
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