Dragon Ball Romance

Chapter 291 The First Half

When the quarter-final matchup table came out, the audience at the scene waited for the first official start of the match, and at the same time communicated with their friends.

"I remember Tianjin Fan, he was the last champion! He's a handsome guy with three eyes~"

"Three eyes? That's weird... Wait, the last time you came to Papaya Island to watch a game? That was five years ago, why didn't I know..."

"Wang Chao? This strange name seems to have some impression..."

"He is also the previous champion of the Budokai! The Monkey King in the third round was the runner-up who lost to Wang Chao at that time."

"Scared? Then including King Qiaopa, isn't there three of the top eight contestants who are the champions of previous Budokai?!"

"It's an exaggeration..."

The people nearby were startled by the discussion, and Bulma lay on the front fence, jokingly said: "Sun Wukong lined up with his brother when he came up, so the two Saiyans are bound to have a top eight." Did you go home? Haha."

"Baddock, who do you think Wukong or Raditz will win?" Gine looked up and asked.

Bardock is 1.8 meters tall, with blond hair and blue eyes (the bad uncle, cross it out), muscular, taciturn, and automatically vacates an area within half a meter of his body that no one dares to approach, occupying a good front row seat for the group of relatives and friends.

Hearing Gine's question, he said: "If Kakarot has been to Galin Tower, he can win 100%. If it's like this now, it's half a catty."

Ji Nei was surprised and said, "Wukong hasn't been to Jialin Tower yet?"

Sun Wukong left home to go to the Guixian House, and after being trained by the Guixian for a period of time, he was sent to practice alone around the world.

In Ji Nei's perception, a sacred place of martial arts like Galin Tower should be quite famous. My stupid son has been wandering all over the world for so many years, but he didn't go?As for whether Bardock's judgment was correct, Ji Nei would not doubt it.

"Kakarot is about the same as Raditz. It hasn't reached the stage of rapid strength improvement. It doesn't make much difference if you master Qi sooner or later." Bardock said indifferently, "And there is nothing wrong with accumulating strength. Saiyans are Too much rush."

"I see..." Gine smiled, "However, I am very satisfied that Kakarot can be as healthy and strong as he is today."

"Qiqi met that desert bandit," Taisi touched her chin, "it seems that it will be difficult to advance."

Ji Nei leaned over, "Don't underestimate that little girl ~ she is very powerful."

"A robber?" Bulma became interested, "That sloppy handsome guy, was a robber before?"

Taisi was about to have a talk with her sister, when the blond referee host on the ring announced through the microphone that in the first match of the quarterfinals, Qiaopawang contestant will face Tianjin Fan contestant, the two former best martial artists in the world The strong duel of the champions has officially begun!
"Let's watch the game first," Taisi said.

The audience cheered, applauded, whistled and took pictures to match the atmosphere.

Tianjin Fan and King Qiaopa walked from both sides of the "Wu" archway to the center of the ring.

"This King Qiaopa is really unlucky." After hearing Wang Chao's story, Taisi said with a smile, "I even encountered Tianjin Fan again."

In the ring, King Qiaopa was full of bitterness and hatred. After the blond referee announced the start of the game, he put on a posture and said to Tianjin Fan: "I'm so lucky..."

Originally, I thought Tianjin Fan on the opposite side would answer a question like "What?", but I didn't expect that the three-eyed boy didn't respond at all. King Qiaopa could only continue with a sneer: "...this time you You and that Wang Chao are all here to participate in the competition, so lucky, I will take all of you-uh!"

His words stopped abruptly, and his eyes suddenly rolled.

Tianjin Fan had disappeared in place at some point, and appeared in front of King Qiaopa, with his fist deeply sunk into the latter's abdomen.

"One finger blow to the forehead, two fast straight punches at close range to the abdomen."

Behind the Wu character archway, Sun Wukong and Wang Chao were watching the game. Sun Wukong saw Tianjin Fan's movements clearly and said calmly.

"The second time I punched, I obviously withdrew my strength. Could it be that I was worried about smashing the opponent's internal organs?" Wang Chao also commented.

Next to him, Raditz leaned against the wall with his head in his hands, wagging his tail leisurely, and said, "What's the point of fighting with that kind of thing? Kakarot."

Monkey King glanced at him, "Don't say that, Tianjin Fan may surpass you in the future."

"I have to admit, you are very good at telling jokes." Raditz rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, we don't seem to have much friendship, right? I won't listen to your reminiscences."

On the ring, Tianjin Fan pulled out his hand, King Qiaopa bowed his body, his toes bent too hard due to the pain and scratched the masonry ring, and he fell slowly to the ground clutching his stomach.

With his back facing the applause from the auditorium, Tianjin Fan easily returned to the Wuzi Memorial Archway, and said to Wang Chao: "I didn't consume too much energy, you have to be careful next time."

"Hey!" The short, bald Klein raised his hand, "I haven't lost yet!"

Both Tianjin Fan and Sun Wukong looked at him.

"Okay..." Kelin put down his hand weakly, "I know I don't have much chance to beat Wang Chao."

Outside, the blond referee announced loudly that the second round of the 21st Tenkaichi Budokai's eight-in-four competition is about to begin!
Wang Chao patted his bald head and said, "Standing calmly on a stage where you can't win is a kind of courage."

The little bald head looked up at him blankly.

"If a martial artist only knows how to win but never loses, how can he know where his true strength lies?" Wang Chaoyu said with a relaxed smile, "Let's go, it's time for us to play."

Raditz, who was at the side coldly, opened his eyes and looked at the sky, but he didn't know what he remembered.

"Come on, Klin!" Sun Wukong encouraged the little bald head.

"Let us welcome... Contestant Kelin, and the former champion of the 19th Tianxiayi Budokai, Wang Chao, Wang Chao!"

The difference is huge... Kelin, who walked out with his head bowed, felt a lot of pressure listening to the host's remarks and the cheering atmosphere.

Wang Chao came to the ring steadily, and gave his wife and sister-in-law in the front row a thumbs-up.

"Come on! Kelin!" Gui Xianren raised his stick and yelled, "Teach Wang Chao a lesson for me!"

"Is it possible to do it!" Clinton on the stage turned his head and roared at the old and unscrupulous master Fangfang. "Really..."

"Hey!" Taisi crossed her arms, feeling a little dissatisfied.

Immediately, Guixian recounted indignantly what Wang Chao quietly reminded him when they met for the first time.

"Ah~~" Taisi suddenly realized the long ending, "So that's what he meant at that time."

Bulma covered her mouth with a sneer and said, "It seems that Wang Chao knows you very well, old man?"

Gui Xianren was speechless: "I think you are cuter when you are still small."

"Sure enough, you are really perverted!"

"Don't misinterpret my old man's meaning!"

Poole quietly drifted away a little...

On the ring stage, Wang Chao and Kelin set up their postures, ready to go.

"Hey..." Klin swallowed, it was really scary, the brother from the same sect opposite, just watching the other party make a gesture, he could clearly feel the powerful aura coming towards his face, the huge pressure, It made the little bald head shed a drop of cold sweat, but he still said: "I, I will do my best! I hope, I hope, uh, please don't let the water go."

"As you wish, Junior Brother." Wang Chao said, and stopped motionless in the sight of the little bald head.

Da, Wang Chao's footsteps paused behind Kelin.

"What——" Kelin opened his eyes wide, "Wh—ah..." At this time, the pain came late, and the masonry ground of the ring was approaching in front of his eyes, pia chirping, the little bald head touched the ground with his nose, and his face touched the earth, Glory hit the street.

Oh yes, he has no nose...

Wang Chao, who was still in the original position, slowly dispersed, but it turned out to be an afterimage fist shadow.

Guixian muttered: "It's true that you don't let the water go, you brat..."

Behind the Wu character archway, Tianjin fan said in surprise: "Did you see his movements clearly? Monkey King."

"Ah," Sun Wukong said, "it only took one blow, and even the fist didn't really hit Kling's body."

Is it just the wind of a blow... Tianjin Fan smiled in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)