The "Martial Arts Tournament" hosted by the wealthy Qian Duoduo for his son's birthday officially began as scheduled.
From the very start, the arena was packed with noise and excitement. Fighters from all over the world had gathered, each believing themselves to be among the elite.
Of course—
That was only by ordinary human standards.
Piccolo had originally joined the tournament after seeing Goku arrive with Bulla and Android 18. He assumed that if Goku was participating, there had to be someone interesting hidden among the competitors.
But after crushing several opponents during the preliminaries and witnessing the embarrassingly low level of the competition, he quickly lost all interest and left midway through the event.
As a result, he was automatically declared eliminated.
Meanwhile, inside Vegeta's home, the tournament broadcast played on the television in the living room.
Vegeta sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, his sharp eyes fixed on the screen. Beside him, Molian quietly peeled fruit while leaning against him casually.
When Piccolo abandoned the tournament out of boredom and was declared the loser, Vegeta snorted coldly.
"Hmph. No wonder Piccolo left."
"This level of fighting can barely even be called a martial arts tournament."
"And Kakarot actually brought his daughter there…"
"What a complete waste of time."
With obvious irritation, Vegeta grabbed the remote and shut the television off.
Molian glanced at him with a soft smile.
"What's wrong, Vegeta?"
"You seem upset."
"I'm not upset!"
Vegeta immediately denied it.
"I just think Kakarot is an idiot for bringing his daughter to such a childish event…"
But the moment he mentioned the word "daughter," his expression shifted slightly.
It was only for an instant—
Yet Molian noticed it immediately.
After all, no one understood Vegeta better than she did.
Her gaze lowered toward her flat stomach.
Then, softly, she asked:
"Vegeta…"
"Do you like children?"
Vegeta frowned.
"What kind of question is that?"
Molian hesitated for a moment before speaking quietly.
"My period didn't come this month."
"So… I bought a test."
"I think…"
She looked up at him gently.
"…I'm pregnant."
The room instantly fell silent.
Vegeta's pupils contracted violently.
"…What did you say?"
Molian smiled warmly.
"I said…"
"You're going to be a father."
Vegeta's throat moved slightly.
For a moment—
The proud Saiyan prince simply froze.
Then he slowly stood up.
His movements were stiff and awkward, like a rusted machine struggling to function.
The fierce battle spirit that always burned in his eyes—
Now trembled slightly.
Even turning moist.
"…Someone like me…"
"…is going to have a child?"
His voice was low.
And shaking.
Meanwhile, back at the tournament—
Goku, Android 18, and Bulla successfully advanced into the Top Eight.
The three of them were assigned to completely different battle zones.
Each contestant was transported through a massive mechanical tunnel that felt more like a roller coaster than a traditional arena entrance.
After a long ride, they finally arrived at their designated battlefields.
Android 18's battlefield was a vast forest filled with towering trees and dense vegetation.
The moment she stepped forward to search for her opponent—
A blonde woman emerged from the shadows ahead of her, as if she had been waiting there the entire time.
Zangya.
She looked at 18 with playful amusement before curling her lips into a smirk.
"So my opponent is a woman."
"And a pretty one too."
"That's unexpected."
18 raised an eyebrow.
"Aren't you a woman too?"
"What's with that look?"
"You looking down on me?"
She casually brushed her blonde hair back, revealing a dangerous smile.
Clearly—
She had already decided she was going to beat this arrogant woman into the ground.
Zangya let out a dismissive laugh.
"You look pretty confident."
"Good."
"Come on then."
"Let me see what Earth's fighters are really capable of."
The battle erupted instantly.
18 moved first.
Her speed exploded forward like a golden flash.
But the moment the two exchanged blows—
Her expression changed.
Too strong!
Zangya's kick slammed directly into her abdomen, sending 18 flying backward like a cannonball.
Boom!!
Several massive trees snapped apart as her body crashed through the forest before finally stopping amid a cloud of smoke and debris.
Seeing 18 get blown away in a single exchange, Zangya smirked proudly.
"As expected."
"I shouldn't have expected much from Earth's so-called strong fighters."
"This level is pathetic."
But then—
The smoke exploded outward.
18 rushed out from the crater with fury burning in her eyes.
A trace of blood lingered at the corner of her mouth.
Yet the fighting spirit in her gaze had become sharper than ever.
"…That kick just now…"
Her voice turned ice-cold.
"I'll return it to you tenfold."
Zangya raised a brow.
"Oh?"
"You can still stand?"
"Interesting."
In the next instant—
18 vanished.
Zangya's pupils shrank.
"What?!"
Pure instinct forced her arms upward just in time.
BOOM!!
18's fist smashed against her guard with overwhelming force.
The resulting shockwave instantly shattered every tree within dozens of meters.
Zangya slid backward violently, carving two deep trenches into the earth with her feet.
"She got faster?"
She shook her numb arm slightly—
But instead of fear, excitement appeared on her face.
"Now THIS is more like it!"
18 gave her no chance to breathe.
Her figure blurred again.
The two women transformed into streaks of gold and purple light, tearing through the forest at terrifying speeds.
Every collision produced thunderous explosions.
Trees collapsed in waves.
The earth cracked apart continuously.
"Hah!"
Zangya suddenly switched tactics mid-combat, spinning into a vicious roundhouse kick aimed at 18's waist.
But 18 had already predicted it.
She planted one hand against the ground, flipped gracefully through the air—
And grabbed Zangya's ankle perfectly.
"Got you."
The next second—
18 swung her violently downward.
But right before impact, Zangya reacted instantly.
She twisted midair, planted one hand against the ground, and used the momentum to backflip away while simultaneously forming a purple energy sphere in her palm.
"Try this!"
The energy blast screamed forward.
Yet 18 didn't dodge.
Her right hand condensed into a sharp ki blade and slashed downward directly.
SHRRRK!!
The energy sphere split cleanly in half before exploding on both sides of her.
Through the flames—
18 charged straight out without a single scratch.
Her fist shot toward Zangya's face.
"Beautiful!"
Zangya laughed excitedly and threw her own punch forward.
BOOM!!!
The collision generated a terrifying circular shockwave that flattened the surrounding forest for hundreds of meters.
Both women slid backward several steps before staring at each other through the smoke.
Zangya flexed her aching wrist slowly.
The earlier arrogance in her eyes had completely disappeared.
"You…"
"You're not an ordinary Earthling."
18 removed her torn jacket calmly, revealing the battle suit underneath.
"And you…"
"…aren't an ordinary alien either."
The two women smiled simultaneously.
"Another round?" Zangya asked while lowering into a fighting stance.
18 cracked her knuckles lightly.
"With pleasure."
This time—
Their attacks became even sharper.
Yet alongside the intensity—
A strange sense of respect had begun forming between them.
Fist against fist.
Kick against kick.
Every exchange was measured down to the smallest movement.
When 18 drove an elbow into Zangya's stomach, Zangya endured the hit and instantly grabbed her arm, flipping her overhead into the ground.
But 18 twisted in midair, planted both feet against Zangya's chest, and launched herself backward while firing multiple energy blasts simultaneously.
The explosions engulfed Zangya instantly.
Yet before the smoke could even clear—
18 had already broken through it at full speed.
Her hand stopped directly in front of Zangya's throat.
A cold blade-hand strike.
One inch closer—
And it would have been fatal.
A drop of sweat slid down Zangya's forehead.
She knew it.
That opening had decided the battle.
But instead of striking—
18 slowly withdrew her hand.
"It's over."
"You lost."
However—
The moment she lowered her guard—
A crimson energy blast suddenly shot out from deep within the forest.
"Watch out!!"
Zangya's expression changed drastically as she shouted.
But it was already too late.
BOOOOOOM!!!
The explosion swallowed 18 completely.
Her body was blasted away violently, carving a massive trench hundreds of meters long through the destroyed forest.
Zangya's eyes widened with fury.
"Bujin!!"
"What the hell are you doing?!"
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