Dragon Ball Romance

Chapter 193 Qualifiers
"That's right~!"

Taisi laughed and said, "It seems that you are very smart, sir."

This is to praise her for being smart before responding to Wang Chao.Wang Chao raised one eyebrow pretending to be complacent.He took the "moonlight stick" from Taisi's hand, observed it for a while, and found that it was a typical Bulma-style invention, with powerful functions and simple operation for fools.Press the red button, and the top of the moonlight stick will emit light like a full moon.

Taisi said that after they went back to Dr. Dasheng and contacted Jacques, it happened that Jacques was planning to come to the earth to play.Jak told Bulma about the great ape transformation of the Saiyans, and Bulma soon produced a moonlight stick that could completely simulate the special light waves of more than 700 million degrees emitted by the full moon.Jak told Bulma that the top Saiyan fighters can even make their own qualified light balls to replace the full moon, which is actually the same as the moonlight sticks made by Bulma.

"So, have you tried it with Wukong? Can he keep his mind while turning into a great ape?"

Wang Chao returned the moonlight stick to Taisi and asked at the same time, "With Jiake around, even if Wukong can't maintain his sanity, as long as the venue allows, the situation can be controlled, right?"

But Taisi said: "I haven't tried it. Didn't Shenlong say that it's best to only transform once a month, otherwise it will be bad for Wukong's health. Because we don't know what you have to say about Wukong's great ape transformation." I don't have any ideas, so I didn't waste this month's Wukong transformation while you were away..."

Wang Chao understood, and said with a smile: "Then let's try together after the Martial Arts Association is over. In fact, it doesn't matter if I tell you in advance. That's what I think..."

He leaned close to Tais's ear, muttered something, and showed Tais something from his body.

Taisi grabbed the thing and played with it, nodded while listening, and exclaimed in amazement: "Your idea is really unconstrained, maybe this is really feasible."

Wang Chao blinked. At this time, the four of them came to the entrance of the "Jingwuguan" guild hall for the qualifiers. Jiake and Dr. Dasheng were already waiting.

"This thing is together with the moonlight stick. You can keep it." Wang Chao said to Taisi, "Wukong, let's go in with Jake, and the competition is about to start."

"Oh!" Sun Wukong couldn't wait.

Jiake was still chattering, dissatisfied with being involved in such a low-level event for no reason, "It's too unchallenging, why don't you just declare me the champion."

Dr. Dasheng looked at the three people who entered the door of the "Martial Arts Gym", and said with black lines all over his head: "Jac, this guy sometimes has a really bad personality..."

"Is it because Jacques is really good?" Taisi said, "After all, you always talk about elites...Grandpa, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at Guixianren who had been silently following him, and the latter pondered for a moment, and couldn't help rolling off a drop of cold sweat, and said: "Perhaps this alien named Jake is right, since he participated by coincidence, then There may not be much suspense about the champion of the Budokai this time..."

Dr. Dasheng, Taisi, and Bulma are all ordinary people, and they are still very convinced of Guixianren, the "God of Martial Arts", in this respect.

Bulma: "Wang Chao and Sun Wukong should be hit hard after losing, right?"

Taisi pinched her chin, thinking: "It seems that I have to think about how to comfort him..."

Guixianren said: "Winning or losing is just a result. For Wang Chao and Wukong, even losing to that Jia Ke is a precious experience..."

While the group of relatives and friends outside was resting temporarily and waiting for the results of the qualifiers, the three of Wang Chao entered the venue.

The spacious venue is the same as it was five years ago, with four large arenas. Eight contestants will be contested on these four arenas. Only after reaching the top eight will they have the opportunity to meet the outside audience.

Five years ago, Wang Chao fell in the top [-] and lost almost no fight back to King Qiaopa's Eight Hands.

"There are so many people." Sun Wukong sighed.

There was a lot of noise in the clubhouse. There were a hundred or so contestants scattered around the four rings, and some of them were even warming up with dumbbells... The air smelled of stinky sweat.

"Wang Chao!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

Wang Chao was surprised, following the sound, he saw a long-lost acquaintance!
"Great monk, Delat?" He greeted happily, "Why are you here to participate in the Martial Arts Association?"

It turned out that the ones who came to call his name were the monk of Duolin Temple and the special soldier Drat who Wang Chao had rescued from the Rabbit Army.

The fourteenth monk of Duolin Temple had a kind face, and said with a smile: "I think, if you, Wang Chao, succeed in worshiping Mr. Sun Wufan to practice martial arts, you should not miss this martial arts meeting, so let's try our luck I will meet my little friend..." Dratt's style was as resolute and fierce as ever, and he smiled boldly after hearing the words: "That's right! I thought about going with the great monk, and I took some time to come to this martial arts club to see, as expected Met you boy! Haha, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have grown so tall."

He stretched out his big hand to pinch Wang Chao's shoulder, but Wang Chao smiled and raised his hand to hold it.

"Huh?" Delart unyieldingly exerted force, secretly competing, but was surprised to find that Wang Chao was always smiling, unmoved at all, and Delart felt that what he was holding was not a human hand at all!This tmd is made of steel, right?
The two laughed and let go.Delater exclaimed: "It seems that the martial arts you are pursuing are really a bit sophisticated."

The fourteenth old monk said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Wang Chao, your kung fu seems to have surpassed mine. Who are these two?"

"This is Sun Wukong, the grandson adopted by my master Sun Wufan, and this is Jia Ke, a strange friend." Wang Chao introduced to the four people respectively, "This is the fourteenth mage of Duolin Temple, and this is the special soldier Delat , They are all very powerful people who have helped me a lot..."

"Oh."

Jiake folded his hands and reacted flatly, feeling that this kind of small fight was meaningless.

Soon, the gong sounded and the qualifiers began to be drawn.

"I hope we don't meet each other in the preliminaries." Dratt said, striding over to draw lots, "No. 32, haha, it seems that I am in the first ring."

The Fourteenth Monk, No. 14, is also the No. [-] ring, but there is a big difference in number from Drat, so they should be in different groups and will not meet.

Jia Ke, No. 98, Ring No. [-].

Wang Chao, No. 53, Ring No. [-].

Monkey King, No. 151, Ring No. [-].

"Good luck," Wang Chao compared with everyone on the game schedule on the wall, "It seems that none of the five of us will meet before the quarterfinals."

Jiake smiled and said, "Yeah, if you haven't met me as the champion, you can enter the quarterfinals."

Wang Chao also laughed, "Aren't you unwilling to participate? Why do you still care about the championship?"

"Anyway, I've participated." Jake held the back of his head in a leisurely manner, "Just exercise your muscles and bones."

Dratt said angrily: "What a stinky fart, salty egg boy..."

"Salted egg boy?" Jia Ke had a cultural barrier and didn't understand the meaning.

Wang Chao clapped his hands and greeted: "Okay, everyone, go to the arena where you want to compete first and get ready to play. I hope we can meet in the top eight."

"Hey, is the salted egg kid complimenting me?" Jia Ke lowered his head and asked Monkey King.The Saiyan scratched his face, thinking... maybe?Then nodded.Jacque said happily: "So you're complimenting me. Big guy, you're not bad." Dratt turned to go to the first ring with a puzzled expression on his face, but Jacques had already walked briskly towards the third ring.

"This Galaxy Patrolman is actually quite simple."

Wang Chao smiled secretly, Sun Wukong went to the farthest ring No. [-], and he walked to the side of the second ring alone with the number plate, waiting to go on stage.

"Oh?"

Suddenly, Wang Chao saw a black uncle who was also at the No. [-] ring. He wore a yellow robe obliquely, with curly hair and bare feet, a little red between his brows, and strong muscles.

It was Qiaopa Wang who eliminated Wang Chao in this venue five years ago!
"Huh?" King Qiaopa closed his eyes and felt that someone was watching him. He opened his eyes and obviously didn't recognize Wang Chao. The young man who peeked at him regarded himself as a fan who knew him, snorted and closed his eyes.

In the arena, one-on-one competitions began, the winner advanced, and the loser withdrew...

"Boom!" King Qiaopa slapped the huge monster into the air with one palm and knocked it down off the stage.

"Jopa Wang wins!"

"Hoo--" Wang Chao casually mentioned it, and put his opponent off the court lightly and deftly.The opponent was still dizzy after hearing the referee's announcement. He felt that he had lost for no reason!

"Contestant No. 53 wins!"

The losers were amazed at King Qiaopa's skill on the stage, he is indeed a master of martial arts known as the eight-handed man!And another young man on the same stage is as powerful as King Qiaopa. He has won all the way to the present without making a second move after taking the stage.And now...these two are going to fight!
"The next match, King Qiaopa and player No. 53 Wang Chao, please come on stage!" The monk from Budao Temple, who was the referee for the qualifiers, reminded.

Wang Chao flexed his muscles and bones, and said to himself with a smile: "Oh! It's just fate!"

With a light jump, he stood on the stage.

And Qiaopa Wang also turned to play, and when he landed, he was more powerful than Wang Chao.The onlookers felt a strong sense of oppression just by looking at his dark and majestic figure, and they were three points in fear at first.

"It's a pity, young man, you met me here."

King Qiaopa smiled and said to Wang Chao, "Otherwise, with your skill, you might be able to break into the top eight. What a pity for you!"

The people in the audience actually had the same idea as King Qiaopa, thinking that a young man like Wang Chao was too unlucky to meet such a terrible opponent as King Qiaopa before the quarterfinals.

"This reminds me of the last martial arts meeting," King Qiaopa slowly put on a posture and said with a smile, "There was also a little guy I was more optimistic about, and it was the same pity that he met me!"

Wang Chao just smiled, and didn't remind the other party that he was the "unlucky ghost" he said twice in a row.Anyway, that's all.

He made the standard Guixian Liuqi gesture.

This starting gesture actually has more meaning than function.The posture with a sense of ritual can make the warrior enter a state of tranquility and competition in an instant.

"Now, the game...begins!"

The referee clapped his palms and announced loudly. In an instant, King Qiaopa yelled and rushed towards Wang Chao.

"boom!"

"what!!"

The huge body was knocked into the air, fell to the ground holding his broken arm, gritted his teeth and broke out in cold sweat.

It's Drat from the No. [-] ring!
He knelt down on the ground, staring at the opponent who broke his arm... The expressionless three-eyed boy walked towards him slowly, completely ignoring Drat's fierce expression, and raised his footprints on Drat's face On the ground, kicked out of the ring.

On the third stage, Jiake crossed his arms and side-kicked the opponent of this round in a boring way. When he stepped off the stage, he heard the name of the next contestant called by the referee.

"Dumplings? Hey, what a strange way of naming people on Earth..." he muttered.

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Gac: 985
Monkey King: 77
Chao Wang: 111
Fourteen monks: 69
Drat: 21
Joppa King: 49
Tianjin Rice: 42
Dumplings: 16
(End of this chapter)