Becoming a Legend from Dragon Ball

The quarter-finals were held on a large arena outside the Budoji Hall.

Two high walls are like prone lions, facing each other, located between the guild hall and the ring.

The other three sides of the martial arts arena are the audience stands. A low wall separates the arena and the audience stands, with a green lawn in the middle. This is where the staff maintain order.

The audience stage was crowded with people who stopped to watch. The crowds were so dense that they were almost connected together. The shouts were endless. It could be said that it was like a sea of ​​​​people and it was full of excitement.

The Bull Demon King squeezed his way to the front in the crowded crowd with his huge body, while Qiqi sat on his shoulders, swaying her little feet and looking at the others curiously.

In the middle of the auditorium, Lazili and Bulma stood at the front. There was no one within one meter around her. The crowd wanted to push forward, but there seemed to be an invisible high wall in front of them, making it difficult for them to move forward. .

"Um, isn't it good for us to do this, Razri?" Bulma said a little embarrassed.

"I don't like to be crowded with others." Lazlie said with a chuckle.

Bulma silently gave her a thumbs up.

On the stage of the martial arts competition, the young referee was wearing a formal suit and sunglasses. His short blond hair was neatly combed, and he looked very energetic.

The blond referee held a microphone and was making an impassioned speech.

"Dear sirs and ladies, next is the highlight of this conference, the quarterfinals!"

"Who will win the championship of this martial arts conference? Let us wait and see."

"Next, the No. 20 World's Best Martial Arts Conference will officially begin!"

After a deafening gong sounded.

"Now the first game has begun, and two contestants are invited to appear."

Soon Krillin and Savage entered the ring.

I saw a dark yellow gas centered on the barbarian and spreading out in all directions.

The blond referee held back his nausea, pinched his nose, and introduced the two people's identities to the audience.

"First of all, let's introduce this Mr. Savage. He has never had a bath since he was born."

"The other contestant is the youngest contestant, Mr. Kling."

"Then, the game begins!"

After the blond referee shouted, he quickly jumped down from the ring, holding a microphone, ready to give commentary at any time.

The aura of the barbarians is astonishing.

No one in the audience could face it calmly. They all pinched their noses and looked at it with sad faces.

Klin on the stage faced this inhuman pressure.

The barbarian looked at Klin, grinning widely, revealing a few black and yellow front teeth.

"You are very good. There are few people who can stand in front of me like this without flinching."

After hearing this, Klin cursed in his heart. Who the hell wants to stand in front of you? If it wasn't to win the game, he wouldn't even want to get on the ring.

"In order to respond to a respectable opponent like you, I must show my true ability."

The barbarian's smile deepened, he took a deep breath, and his big black mouth bulged, as if he was preparing some move.

After seeing this, Klin's scalp felt numb, and he had a vague feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Balit storm!"

A wave of dark yellow air was seen spraying out from the barbarian's mouth.

Carrying unparalleled power, it turned into a terrifying whirlwind and swept towards Klin.

Under this move, Klin felt his world spin instantly, and a strong sense of dizziness came over him.

After facing this super "spiritual shock".

Klin's steps became shaky, his whole body was in a daze, and he lost the ability to resist.

The barbarian took advantage of the victory to pursue, jumped up high, and launched a direct move, a move that fell from the sky.

"Tarzan is on top!"

Krillin was immediately pressed under the barbarian's big ass, unable to move.

"Damn, damn!"

Krillin languished beneath the savage.

Seeing that Klin still had the ability to resist, the barbarian became even more excited, shaking his big butt from side to side.

"You are really good. I have never seen an opponent like you. You deserve my respect."

"The following move is my ultimate trick, take it."

......

......

Krillin ended up with a friendly reminder from Sun Wukong.

Only then did he realize that he had no nose, and these odor attacks could not cause any substantial harm to him.

It was only the barbarian's attack that was too visually and tastefully aggressive that made him panic subconsciously.

After waking up, he finally turned defeat into victory and won the game.

In the first game, Klin successfully advanced.

"Now we invite players Sun Wukong and Yamcha." The blond referee stood in the center of the ring, holding a microphone and shouting loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong stepped onto the ring excitedly.

In the corner of the waiting area, Yamcha clenched his fists and stared at Su Luo, who was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and concentrating. Remembering the last scene when Su Luo casually slapped him away, his heart was full of unwillingness.

In order to regain his reputation, he has overcome his phobia of women over the past six months, practiced hard, and challenged the masters everywhere. This time he came to the competition to hone himself, but he did not expect to meet Su Luo here.

After hearing the referee call his name, Yamcha loosened his clenched fists and said, "Okay, let's deal with the boy named Sun Wukong first, and then I'll beat you."

Then, Yamcha walked out of the waiting area and stepped onto the other side of the ring.

"The second game begins now!" After the referee finished speaking, he jumped off the ring.

Yamcha took the lead in launching the attack. His whole body exuded a fierceness, like a wild wolf. As he ran, his palms transformed into claws, tearing away at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was slightly surprised by Yamcha's speed. He jumped to dodge, his palm turned into a fist and attacked Yamcha.

In this way, Sun Wukong and Yamcha broke out in a fierce battle, fighting with each other's fists and kicks, the fists and kicks were blowing, and the fight was back and forth. The competition between various gorgeous moves was dazzling. Their battle brings the ultimate visual enjoyment to the audience.

The audience in the audience cheered enthusiastically and applauded the wonderful game between the two.

In the end, after Sun Wukong realized that Yamcha's level of all-out effort was only average, he lost interest and knocked him off the ring.

In the second game, Sun Wukong successfully advanced.

Yamcha left the martial arts conference directly with a look of reluctance.

Poole, a flying cat, follows him, constantly comforting...

"Next, let's invite players Su Luo and Killarn to appear!"

The blond host’s voice was passionate and sonorous.

Su Luo walked onto the ring with steady steps.

And his opponent is a dinosaur with wings, blue-green skin, and sharp horns on its face - Kirane.

Kilarn's huge and terrifying figure alone brings an unparalleled sense of intimidation to people, making them intimidated.

Su Luo put his hands in his pockets and looked at Kirane with a leisurely expression.

The calm and leisurely elegance, coupled with the exquisite handsome appearance, made the female audience in the audience start to get restless.

"Ah ah ah, mom, I'm going to fall in love. Mr. Su Luo, please date me."

"Su Luo, Su Luo, I want to give you a child."

"Wow, it's over. I've fallen in love. Su Luo is so handsome."

Exaggerated screams reached Su Luo's ears.

The corner of Su Luo's mouth twitched slightly, which was so similar to the fanatical star-chasing fan in his previous life.

Fortunately, his martial arts heart is very tenacious, and a group of vulgar fans cannot shake his Taoist heart.

Bulma listened to the "bold words" of the prodigal girls around her, and she gritted her teeth and said, "A bunch of nymphos!"

Razali stared at Bulma for a while with a half-smile.

Seeing that Bulma was feeling uncomfortable, she said with a guilty conscience: "Watch what I'm doing, watch the game."