"You...what did you say?" Trunks' face changed again and again.

"Shh!"

The calories disappeared in an instant.

Seeing Calorie disappear, Trunks' pupils shrank sharply and he immediately became alert.

In the blink of an eye, Calorie appeared behind Trunks and slapped him.

However, Trunks seemed to be prepared and immediately bent down to avoid Calorie's attack.

Trunks even kicked out and counterattacked.

Calorie jumped lightly, dodged Trunks's sweeping kick, and kicked him in the face.

Trunks was kicked to the ground.

Calorie walked towards Trunks' position.

Trunks rubbed his face which was hurt by the kick and immediately got up from the ground.

"Not bad, Trunks. It's really amazing that you can still stand up after taking a kick from me." Calorie grinned.

"Humph! A sudden sneak attack!" Trunks snorted, "Humph, Son of God? Isn't the Son of God a Namekian? How do you look like a Namekian?"

Calories: "..."

"Next I'm going to show you my real skills, so you better be careful!" Trunks snorted, took a deep breath, and assumed a fighting stance.

"Hurry up and become a Super Saiyan! Otherwise you will definitely not be my opponent." Calorie said lightly.

"You...what did you say? You even know about Super Saiyans?" Trunks was stunned.

"There's nothing I don't know." Calorie snorted.

"In that case, I won't be polite. You're asking for trouble!" Trunks said, and a golden light immediately burst out from his body. His hair stood up slightly, and he started to transform into a Super Saiyan.

"Huh? Can Trunks already become a Super Saiyan?" Sun Wukong was a little surprised.

"Humph, of course!" Vegeta hummed, looking somewhat proud, "Trunks could become a Super Saiyan at the age of 8! Gohan learned how to transform at the age of 9! Trunks became a Super Saiyan a year earlier than Gohan."

Sun Wukong: "????"

Sun Wukong was a little overwhelmed.

Sun Wufan: "..."

Uncle Vegeta, why are you comparing me to others?
Are the two of us comparable?

I'm so much older than Tranks.

Seeing Trunks' changes, the audience at the scene also widened their eyes.

"What a change!"

"The body is shining with gold!"

"My hair has changed color too! How weird!"

"As you wish, I have now become a Super Saiyan!" Trunks smiled with a confident look on his face, "You better be careful next time!"

"Come on!" Calorie waved at Trunks.

"This is the first time I've found a kid more arrogant than me!" Trunks snorted coldly, turned into a golden light, and flew quickly towards Calories.

"Snapped!"

Calorie raised his hand and caught Trunks's attacking fist.

"What? Caught it?" Trunks was stunned and a little shocked.

This is the attack that made me become a Super Saiyan.

And he was caught by this guy?

"Super Saiyan, nothing more than that!" Calorie snorted and slapped Trunks hard.

"boom!"

The palm hit Trunks' chest on the spot.

Trunks' body flew backwards, his feet rubbing against the ground of the ring, leaving two long marks on the ground.

Trunks looked back and found that he had retreated to the edge of the ring and almost fell off.

The next moment, Trunks soared into the sky without any hesitation.

Calorie smiled and rushed towards Trunks.

"Bang bang bang!"

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

The audience at the scene were all dumbfounded.

Do these two fight in the air? Can they fly?
And after several rounds of confrontation.

"boom!"

Calorie slapped Trunks down from the air.

"boom!"

Trunks slammed down on the ring, leaving a crater in the ring's floor.

"Damn it! Who is this guy?" Trunks' mentality collapsed and he jumped out of the pit.

However, just as Trunks jumped up, he saw an energy bomb coming towards him.

"Not good!" Trunks' face changed again and again, and he slapped him hard in a hurry.

The energy bomb that flew over was crushed and deformed by Trunks.

"call out!"

The energy bomb changed direction, flew high into the sky, and rushed towards the direction of Calories.

Calorie stretched out his little hand and directly caught the energy bullet that flew back, then squeezed it gently.

"Snapped!"

The energy bomb dissipated into smoke and turned into stars.

"This...this guy..." Trunks was even more shocked.

The audience at the scene were once again stunned and astonished.

Is this a movie?
"Did you see that? The child is floating in the air!"

"That kid named Trunks fell to the ground and there was a hole in the ground."

“Are all kids nowadays so curly?”

After seeing this scene, Satan was so scared that his face turned green.

"Mr. Satan, why did your face turn green? Are you poisoned?" the staff asked with concern.

Satan: "..."

"Trunks, show us your real skills! Is this all you have after becoming a Super Saiyan? If that's all, I'm so disappointed!" Calorie shook his head and sighed, seeming a little disdainful of fighting Trunks.

"You...what did you say? Are you laughing at me?" Trunks felt his mentality was a little broken, and immediately burst his aura to the extreme, rushing towards the sky where Calories was.

"I feel I can defeat you with just one hand." Calorie said, and put his left hand behind his back and fought with Trunks with his right hand.

Trunks: "..."

Trunks became more and more shocked the more he fought.

How come this guy is so strong?
After a few rounds of fighting, Calorie kicked again and hit Trunks in the face.

Trunks howled in pain.

"Even if I give you one hand, you still can't beat me even though you're a Super Saiyan?" Calorie shook his head, "How boring!" "You..." Trunks was furious. He rushed towards Calorie and started punching and kicking him.

Calories are easily prevented with one hand.

There were several more rounds of confrontation.

"boom!"

Calorie kicked Trunks down from the air.

Trunks jumped up from the ground and looked up at the sky.

"Where are you looking? I'm behind you!" Calorie's voice sounded behind Trunks.

Trunks' face turned pale instantly.

"Fuck you!" Calories kicked Trunks on the butt.

Trunks dived forward and rushed to the edge of the ring, his hands sliding back and forth in the air and almost falling down.

"Hmph, it's too boring to compete with you, I'm leaving." Calorie snorted coldly, jumped lightly, and jumped out of the ring.

Trunks: "..."

The referee was stunned.

The audience at the scene were all dumbfounded.

This kid named Calorie was obviously much stronger than Tranks, but he voluntarily gave up the title of champion.

"Off the field...off the field!" Although the referee was shocked and puzzled, he still announced loudly, "Trunks won the game. Trunks is the champion of this junior competition!"

The scene was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Calorie.

Calorie, however, walked back to the pre-selection room with light steps and a calm expression.

Trunks felt unhappy.

What do you mean?
Did you give this championship to me on purpose?
Except for Sun Wukong and Ruoyao, everyone else looked at each other.

No one expected calories to be so powerful.

"Damn it! Kakarot, you bastard!" Vegeta grimaced in hatred and clenched his fists tightly.

Sun Wukong: "????"

"Vegeta, blame me?" Sun Wukong scratched his head in confusion.

"What's going on with this calorie? Why can his normal state defeat Trunks' Super Saiyan?" Vegeta asked unconvinced.

"I'm not sure about that either." Sun Wukong shook his head, "I've only met Calorie once, and I didn't know he was so powerful at the time... But he's really amazing."

"Oh my, actually the principle is very simple. As long as you practice your normal state to be strong enough, you can achieve better results when you transform." Ruoyao suddenly interjected.

Vegeta stopped talking.

Have you cultivated your normal state to be strong enough?

Are you kidding me?
Even if you work hard to cultivate normality, the problem is... there is a limit!
"After all, the Super Saiyan transformation is a multiple increase." Ruoyao continued, "If the normal strength can reach the level of a Super Saiyan, and then become a Super Saiyan, that would be a terrifying combat power number."

"What Ruoyao said makes sense. It seems that sometimes the direction of my practice is a bit off." Sun Wukong nodded thoughtfully.

"A bunch of monsters..." Krillin shuddered, "How strong do you have to be before you give up?"

Piccolo remained silent, even hesitating whether he should go to the temple now to assimilate with the old man.

Otherwise, he would not be a match for Sun Wukong and his friends.

Not to mention Sun Wukong, this guy named Calorie is simply too powerful.

"Everyone, after the intense competition, it's time for the highly entertaining special program!" The referee walked towards the ring and announced again, "Now, please welcome the champion of the junior group, Trunks, and the world champion, Mr. Satan, to give us a wonderful performance."

Satan: "..."

Satan was so frightened that his soul left his body and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

I must have lost my mind at that time, as I actually agreed to such an unreasonable request.

Can I regret it?
what to do? what to do? what to do?
"Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan!"

The audience at the scene shouted and cheered for Mr. Satan.

Satan was so frightened that his face turned pale and green.

"Mr. Satan, why is your face green again? I strongly suspect that you must have been poisoned!" said the staff member with some concern.

Satan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Poisoning?

Yup!

I must be poisoned!
"Clap!"

Satan's body went limp and he fell to the ground, pretending to faint.

"Huh? Could he be really poisoned?" The staff was stunned and quickly tried Mr. Satan's breath.

Satan immediately held his breath.

The next moment, Mr. Satan gasped for air, opened his eyes, and grabbed the staff member by the collar, saying weakly: "It seems that someone deliberately targeted me and poisoned me before my competition... I am very weak now..."

"Are you feeling weak? Why do you still have so much strength to grab me?" the staff member was a little confused.

After Satan said this, he immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground again.

The staff was horrified and quickly called for medical personnel to carry Mr. Satan away, and ran over to tell the referee about Mr. Satan's physical condition.

"What? Mr. Satan was poisoned?" The referee was stunned. "How did he get poisoned?"

"I don't know the details." The staff shook his head. "Mr. Satan said that someone seemed to have poisoned him before the game. It seems to be a chronic poison. The equipment cannot detect what the poison is yet."

The referee didn't know what to do for a moment.

When the audience heard the news, they all felt worried for Mr. Satan.

"Poisoned? Mr. Satan is poisoned?"

"I heard that Mr. Satan's face turned green! If not poisoned, what else could it be?"

"Who is so shameless as to poison Mr. Satan?"

"He must be afraid of Mr. Satan's powerful strength, so he wants to defeat our champion through this method!"

The audience at the scene were whispering and talking.

Afterwards, the referee discussed it with several organizing committee staff members and immediately took the microphone to announce: "Sorry, Mr. Satan cannot participate in the competition for the time being, so the program of the junior champion and Mr. Satan will be cancelled for the time being. Please forgive me, audience."

Of course, the audience at the scene didn't care about this kind of entertainment program, and they were all worried about the safety of Mr. Satan.

"My dad... my dad was poisoned?" Bidili was frightened and wanted to go see her father.

Ruoyao grabbed Bidilli.

"Ruoyao, what are you doing? Let me go, I'm going to see my dad!" Bidi Li was anxious, "I remember when my dad came here, everything was fine."

"Don't worry, Ruoyao and I will go with you." Son Gohan comforted, "Ruoyao has excellent healing abilities and will definitely be able to help your father detoxify."

"Huh? Really?" Bidili was surprised and happy.

"Maybe it's not poisoning." Ruoyao smiled.

"What do you mean? I heard my dad's face turned green." Bidili said quickly.

"Maybe he was scared." Klin said from the side.

Bidili: "..."

"What do you mean? Do you mean my dad is pretending?" Bidili was unhappy and shouted at Klin. (End of this chapter)