"Hey. Watch where you are going?" a man said as he fell to the ground on his ass after bumping into me.
But he was stunned and became speechless.
How could he keep asking us to apologise?
After all, I was accompanied by an ugly old woman who was sitting on a glass orb, a devil, a mummy and a vampire.
"Are you okay?" I asked as I extended my hand to the man.
"Ah. Thank you." He said as he accepted my hand but his face instantly changed when he realised that I was squeezing his hand.
"Ahhhhhhh." He yelled out then he pushed me away and quickly fled.
"Why did you do that?" Spike asked me.
"For this," I said as I revealed a black leather wallet.
"Did you pickpocket him? Don't tell me you intentionally bumped into him because he was well-dressed." Spike said in shock.
"Bingo," I replied.
"You know you disgust me. I don't remember you being like that just a few months ago." Spike asked me.
"I mean I was not heavily in debt a few months ago. Now the old witch has even raised the asking price to 11 million zeni. I have to find a way to make money in a way other than fighting in the tournament." I said to him.
"Remember. No refunds." Baba notified me.
"I know. Here you can have it." I said as I took out the cash and threw it towards her.
"Bandages." She called out the name of the mummy.
The mummy caught all the money that I recklessly threw towards her.
"Now to get rid of the evidence," I said as I destroyed the man's black leather wallet using my ki.
"Don't look at me like that. You know behaviours and manners can be passed onto a person by an external influence. Good or bad." I said to Spike as I pointed my thumb at Baba.
"Hohoho. It seems that you have become a lot bolder than you were in the past." Baba said while laughing.
*****
"What are those weirdos laughing about?" A bald kid said as he looked at Kei's group from afar.
"Hmm. That ugly woman. I think I have seen her before." An old man in a well-dressed suit said as he saw Baba from afar.
"Then why don't we go and greet her?" Goku who was with them said.
"No. We are close but not that close." the old man immediately denied Goku's proposal.
"Now. Since you have registered for the tournament go and change into these," he said as he handed Goku and the bald kid named Krillin a suitcase.
Goku and Krillin immediately changed into the orange gi that the old man had prepared for them.
"Oh. These are cool." Goku said in amusement.
"But they are pretty flashy. If we lose we will look dumb." Kirillin said.
"Only eight fighters will be able to make it to the preliminaries. And they will fight in front of the whole crowd. I will be sitting in the stands and if you were able to make it to the stage I will already be satisfied." the old man said to the two.
"Yes sir. We will do our best." Krillin replied.
Then the two went into the hall where fighters would be fighting for a spot for the top 8 fighters that will be in the preliminaries.
*****
I observed Goku and Krillin's performance from afar.
Goku easily knocked down someone who was more than five times bigger than him while Krillin sent a 5 foot man flying into the wall with a single kick.
They still seem to have trouble controlling their strength. If nothing goes wrong I would be able to defeat them without much of a problem, especially after my training with him.
The only problem is him. I thought as I looked at an old man with white hair who was also defeating his opponents easily.
He was the master of Goku and Krillin and the old man who just gave them the uniforms.
Master Roshi. He was in disguise because he deemed that there was no one who could have stop his students in the tournament apart from him.
And he also thought that it was too early for Goku and Krillin to taste Victory.
He wanted them to understand the feeling of defeat to train harder and become much stronger.
"He might be my only threat," I said as I looked at him.
He glanced and my direction and also seemed to notice me.
I don't know why but he frowned when he saw me.
Even while being distracted he was still able to get a victory easily.
"Hmm. I don't see Nam. That's good. It seems that his village was able to avoid the drought after learning about the cause." I said as I looked around.
"Hey. It's your turn." A man near me reminds me of my qualifying match.
I stepped onto the stage and saw my opponent.
He was just a normal martial artist. He also does not seem to possess ki or does not seem like he has been trained by powerful masters as I can see his weak points just by glancing at him.
"Hey. You seem strong. So let's make a bet." I said to him.
"Participant. What are you doing?" the referee asked me.
"Don't worry. It's just a bet between two men." I reassured the referee.
"What is it?" My opponent asked me.
"If I win you give me all the money that you are carrying and if you win I will do the same." I said to him.
The man carefully looked at my body. He then has a smirk on his face.
"Then let's bet." He replied.
"Remember. This is a bet between men. There is no taking back." I reminded him.
"Don't worry. I won't," he said.
He seems to be confident in his own abilities or he might be thinking that he should at least be able to beat a teenager like me.
I was able to win with a single punch to the face and received 20 thousand Zeni from him in that match.