dragon ball battlefield

Chapter 95 The first round of the quarterfinals!
"Everyone who came from afar, you've been waiting for a long time! In the first match, player Zhou Xing will play against player Gongsun Oolong!"

The top 8 matches of [Budokai], as set in the original book, are held in the outdoor arena.

The back of the arena is a place for the 8 contestants to rest and wait, while the other three sides are separated by a low wall, and the so-called "audience seats" are behind the low wall.

The opening remarks of the referee in sunglasses caused laughter from the "audience seats". There are no real spectators in the [Budokai] dungeon. All the spectators are combatants who failed the preliminaries and stayed to watch the battle.

Following the call of the referee in sunglasses, Zhou Xing and Gongsun Oolong stepped onto the ring one after the other.

The two of them came to the side of the ring, opened up their posture, and waited for it.

"The first game, start now!"

The referee's shout was still in my ears, but Zhou Xing had already taken the lead.

Dongdongbo!
Zhou Xing raised his hand and hit a qigong. At the same time, he kicked his feet on the ground and rushed towards his opponent instantly.

On the opposite side, Gongsun Oolong dodged and dodged the oncoming Dongdongbo, and then crossed his hands above his head to block Zhou Xing's second fast attack.

Zhou Xing failed with one blow, so he immediately turned around and kicked over.

However, this kick was caught by Gongsun Oolong. He grabbed Zhou Xing's ankle and threw it forward.

Zhou Xing's whole body flew out immediately, he stretched out his hands like lightning, clasped the stone slab of the ring, and stopped the falling body instantly.

However, at the same time, Gongsun Oolong raised his hand and sent out a large cloud of unknown matter, which quickly wrapped around Zhou Xing, who had just stabilized his figure.

"[Magic Chewing Gum]! It turns out that he is of the blood of the monster Keelang." Behind the ring, Liu Xiaoyu, one of the top 8, squinted his eyes.

"This Gongsun Oolong, I remember I saw it in the dungeon before, hehe, he hasn't changed his bloodline yet." Zheng Gan beside Liu Xiaoyu also laughed.

Han Zheng glanced at the two of them. Since arriving here, the two have been standing together, talking about something from time to time, most likely teammates of the same team.

While chatting here, Gongsun Wulong saw that Zhou Xing was under control, he immediately clenched his fists and rushed over quickly.

But just when he was about to rush in front of Zhou Xing, the layers of [Magic Chewing Gum] wrapped around Zhou Xing's body suddenly shattered, and a thin stream of qigong shot out quickly.

Zhou Xing, who was bound, couldn't move his body, but he seized the right time and hit another hole wave with his fingers, smashing the [Magic Chewing Gum] wrapped around his body with one blow, and at the same time unexpectedly hit the attacking opponent .

At this time, Gongsun Oolong had already rushed forward, and Dong Dongbo hit him quickly. In the panic, he twisted his body hard to try to dodge.

However, the distance was too short, and the hole wave still hit him hard on the shoulder, and he howled and retreated again and again.

"It seems that your friend should be able to win." Zhang Fanda, who had been standing behind Han Zheng, suddenly said in a low voice.

Han Zheng looked back, only to see Zhang Fanda behind him smiling at him, and then stopped talking.

On the ring, Gongsun Oolong held his injured shoulder and retreated continuously until he reached the edge of the ring.

But Zhou Xing took the opportunity to keep up and used [Spike Fang Fengfeng Fist] to chase after him.

Gongsun Oolong, who had no way to retreat, hurriedly raised his hands and placed them on both sides of his temples. Due to his shoulder injury, he hesitated a little in raising his hands, but he finally made the next move——

Sun Punch!
The light rose up, engulfing the entire arena.

Immediately, the sound of several heavy blows accompanied by several muffled groans came from the light.

The light dissipated.

On the ring, Gongsun Oolong seemed to have been hit hard repeatedly, shivering and retreating to the side.

Zhou Xing, on the other hand, stood safely on the other side, his hands still in the posture of "Spike Fang Fengfeng Fist", but there was an extra pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, my eyes... why are my sunglasses gone!"

Next to the ring, the sunglasses referee lost his sunglasses at the moment, covered his eyes and screamed.

Just now, when Gongsun Oolong raised his hand, Zhou Xing saw that he was about to perform [Sun Fist]. Taking advantage of his shoulder pain and slow movement, Zhou Xing quickly pulled off the sunglasses of the referee next to the ring.

"Return you!" Zhou Xing took off his sunglasses and threw them to the referee.

Immediately, without giving his opponent any breather, he quickly attacked again.

Gongsun Oolong was already scarred. After resisting a few moves with difficulty, he was knocked down by Zhou Xing again. Zhou Xing seized the opportunity and kicked him off the ring.

"Contestant Zhou Xing won the first match!" The referee, who put on his sunglasses again, shouted loudly: "In the next match, contestant Shen Zhong will play against contestant Ji Ying!"

"Congratulations on being promoted to the top 4. The points for buying the [Contest Ticket] can be regarded as earned back." Looking at Zhou Xing who returned from victory, Han Zheng leaned over and teased in a low voice.

"Hey, I thought I was the weakest of the top 8. Unexpectedly, there are more dishes in the dishes, and one mountain is lower than the other."

"Let's take a good look at this match. Your opponent in the next round will probably be that Shen Zhong." Han Zheng looked at the two contestants who had already entered the ring, and immediately put away his teasing tone.

"Game start!"

At the referee's order, Ji Ying took the lead in entering the battle state!
The only woman among the top 8 suddenly swayed, and immediately after that, 8 figures of her appeared on the ring, immediately surrounding Shen Zhong.

"Multiple afterimage punches... This little girl is pretty good at it, I thought she was just very fierce (chest)." After the ring, Zheng Gan teased while pinching the beard under his chin.

In the arena, Shen Zhong, who was surrounded by afterimages, could not see any movement, and just stood quietly in the arena, expressionless.

Seeing that Shen Zhong didn't move, an afterimage suddenly appeared behind him, it was Ji Ying's real body.

Ji Ying moved quickly, swung her arms out, and punched Shen Zhong's back fiercely.

"Spike Fangfeng Fist? No..." Zhou Xing analyzed in a low voice, "...it should be the new Spike Fangfengfeng Fist."

Ji Ying cast [New Spike Fangfeng Fist], aimed at Shen Zhong's back, and quickly punched him.

Shen Zhong remained motionless, Ji Ying's fists hit him on the back one after another, causing his whole body to shake constantly, but his feet remained motionless.

"what!"

Ji Ying roared loudly, and punched out with enough strength.

Shen Zhong, who had not moved all this time, suddenly turned around and grabbed Ji Ying's punch.

"Enough is enough..."

Accompanied by the cold four words, Shen Zhong threw an elbow and hit her hard. Before Ji Ying could dodge, the elbow hit her hard on the face.

This elbow directly hit Ji Ying's mouth, nose, and eyes with blood profusely, and her consciousness became a little dazed.

And Shen Zhong, on the other hand, stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent.

With a loud roar, like throwing a doll, he held Ji Ying over his head and threw it out of the ring.

"In the second match, Shen...Shen Zhong won..." Seeing this situation, even the voice of the referee in dark glasses trembled a little: "In the next third match, Liu Xiaoyu will play against Zhang Fanda."

Behind the low wall, the onlookers exclaimed. Ji Ying was able to enter the quarterfinals, and her strength was already impressive. However, she was so easily and humiliatingly defeated by Shen Zhong, which shocked them greatly.

"This...this Shen Zhong...what is the origin?"

"I don't know, isn't it from our [Red Dragon Corps]?"

"I heard it's from [Wild Wolf Team]."

"[Wild Wolf Team]? I've never heard of it. A small team has such strong people!"

Amidst the discussion, Shen Zhong returned to the arena expressionlessly.

"...Zheng Han, can you estimate how strong he is..." Zhou Xing hurried over and asked uneasily.

Han Zheng had a solemn expression. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "At least around 300, maybe more, I always feel that he has retained some strength."

He paused, then continued to Zhou Xing: "If you really can't do it later, you should abstain."

Zhou Xing nodded and remained silent.

At this time, Zhang Fenda and Liu Xiaoyu had already entered the ring, and after the referee gave orders, they quickly fought into a group.

Han Zheng stared at the field for a while, and immediately concluded that Zhang Fenda's strength was higher than Liu Xiaoyu's, and he should be able to win without any accidents.

The situation on the field was exactly as Han Zheng expected. After the two fought, Liu Xiaoyu gradually fell into the disadvantaged and was firmly suppressed by Zhang Fanda.

"what!"

Liu Xiaoyu, who was pushed into the wind, suddenly roared, and then two arms grew out of his back, and the four arms attacked at the same time, forcing Zhang Fanda back a few steps.

Four Demon Fist!
Han Zheng raised his eyebrows. This punch is so recognizable that he can recognize it at a glance.

Liu Xiaoyu came out of neutral, and immediately dodged backwards. At the same time, his four arms also quickly stretched out four index fingers!
Hole wave *4!

Four hole waves shot towards Zhang Fanda from four directions, up, down, left, and right.

It can still be done like this!Han Zheng couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Fanda's expression froze, and he dodged immediately, his body almost twisted into a twist, avoiding the four holes in a very dangerous way.

However, there was still a hole wave passing by his ear, cutting off half of his ear at once.

Zhang Fanda raised his hand to touch the only half of the ear, his brows suddenly tightened, his bloody half of the ear suddenly grew out quickly, the injury healed instantly, and the ear returned to its original state.

Namekians!
Han Zheng looked at Zhang Fanda. In the stage of 4-6 rounds, this kind of self-healing ability should be [Namek blood].

Zhang Fanda, whose ears had recovered, rushed towards Liu Xiaoyu again like a bolt of lightning.

As for Liu Xiaoyu, it seems that because the blow with all his strength just now failed to have much impact on Zhang Fanda, he became a little discouraged and timid. After resisting several moves in succession, his movements began to become chaotic. The fist hit him hard in the chest.

Liu Xiaoyu let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground.

"1——2——3——" Seeing that Liu Xiaoyu was knocked down, the referee in sunglasses hurriedly started counting down the seconds.

Liu Xiaoyu struggled a few times, but in the end he didn't seem to want to hold on any longer. Fortunately, he lay on the ground and didn't get up again.

After 10 countdowns, the referee held up the microphone and announced:

"In the third match, contestant Zhang Fenda won, and in the next fourth match, contestant Zheng Han will play against contestant Zheng Gan!"

Han Zheng pulled himself together, shook his shoulders, and quickly adjusted himself, ready to enter the fighting state.

It's finally here!

(End of this chapter)