"Wukong, if you can't find the right candidate, I have a strong influence here, maybe I could be part of this tournament."
Just now, Bulma spoke straightforwardly, looking at Sunx Wukong, filled with inexplicable anticipation.
"Who? Is he strong? I still need to see you."
Suddenly, upon hearing about a powerful presence, Sunx Wukong's eyes lit up. He said a very intriguing opening line, his breath a bit eager to try.
"Alright, this won't let you down. Wait here for a moment, I'll call him to come to you immediately."
Seeing Sunx Wukong like this, Bulma looked forward to a more prosperous color, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, continuing to speak, while operating something with a rapidly running machine in her hand.
Then, after a short time, following a small spatial fluctuation, two figures appeared on site.
"Okay?"
