Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 46 The Birth of the Ape

At the Western Martial Arts Tournament, other contestants are thinking about how to win and how to get a better ranking, but Broly is different. He doesn't need to think about how to win. He only needs to think about how to make his odds higher if he wins. This is a technical job.

That night, everyone gathered in a large room to listen to Teacher Marin's lecture. After listening to the theoretical acting course, everyone ran outside to find an empty space to help Brother Broly with special acting training for match-fixing.

"A normal person would be kicked like this, but being punched would be like this...

After being hit in different parts of the body, there will be different forms of pain...

The facial expression is one aspect, but the more important thing is the instinctive reaction of the body..."

Main taught the theory, while Nahashu and others put it into practice. They really kicked and really hit, just to better show Broly the reaction of the person being beaten, what it should look like and what kind of body language it should express.

Broly did not dare to be negligent. He carefully observed the various expressions and instinctive movements of his friends in the fight, and tried hard to imitate the same expressions and movements.

After observing various possible attacks, it was his turn to practice. Children with better skills, such as Akame and Kurome, were responsible for being his imaginary opponents and began to beat him using various means.

Broly has to respond promptly to the different blows with a painful expression and body movements.

It has to be said that Broly is very talented in learning body movements. Before midnight, he had learned all kinds of fake fighting techniques.

I saw that Akame kicked him swiftly towards his right cheek. The moment the leg and face touched, Broly's head tilted and he flew out.

Of course, Akahima’s strength is definitely not that great, but if this is the opponent he encounters in the fourth game today, this flying posture is very normal.

Immediately afterwards, Bonnie rushed over and kicked him again. When the sole of his foot just touched his abdomen, Broly arched his waist due to Bonnie's force, and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of saliva, as if he had been kicked.

After Bonnie retracted his foot, Broly staggered back two steps before falling to his knees, covering his abdomen and groaning weakly in pain.

At this moment, Broly is no longer a Saiyan, but an actor with solid action skills. He has mastered the essence of realistic fighting scenes at an extremely fast speed.

After Maine said it was okay, the group of children finally collapsed in exhaustion. On the contrary, Broly, who was being beaten and trying hard to learn how to react, suddenly recovered from his nearly unable to get up state.

. . . .

On the second day of the Western Martial Arts Tournament, the auditions for each group were held to decide who would advance to the top 16. The seventh group had an odd number of contestants, so there was one bye.

Unfortunately, Broly did not have a bye and still had to play two games, but there was also one more bet. In his first promotion match, he used the exquisite hitting skills he learned in special training last night to defeat his opponent in front of everyone with great difficulty.

During the half-time break, Main noticed the problem again, so she quickly ran outside to buy some bandages, applied some mercurochrome, and put them on Broly's body and face.

The reason was that it was too strange that Broly, who had only won with great difficulty after being beaten so badly, had no injuries at all.

There's no way. Although Broly has mastered the fighting skills, his physique is too strong. No matter how hard he falls, he will not be hurt.

Fortunately, after the second promotion match ended with difficulty, when the referee lifted up the hand of the "exhausted" Broly and announced his advancement, from the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, Main could be sure that Broly was not exposed.

"Today is another day of making money by betting. Although I didn't make as much as on the first day, it's still two-thirds of what I made on the first day. This is all thanks to my big brother's superb acting skills..."

In the cafeteria, the group of children did not dare to celebrate loudly for the match-fixing. They could only quietly praise their big brother's amazing acting skills and then toast and drink juice.

"Don't be careless. We still need to go to the makeup store and buy some powder to highlight the injuries."

Mine reminded that some problems were exposed today. The biggest flaw was that Broly screamed in pain but was not injured.

The qualifying round is different from the auditions. The auditions are held in a small venue with thousands of people watching, while the qualifying round for the top 16 is held in a large venue with tens of thousands of people watching. If the organizer finds out that they are fixing the match, there will definitely be some problems.

"Hey, kid, how's it going? You were eliminated and got beaten up, right?!" Suddenly, the strong man Samba-sang who was met the night before came over. He saw the gauze on Broly's face and asked jokingly.

"What do you mean by eliminated? Our eldest brother has advanced!"

Immediately, some children started to refute.

"Advanced?!"

Hearing this, Samba-sang was startled, but asked, "Are you from the first group or the fifth group?"

"What do you mean by group one or group five? Our eldest brother is in group seven."

"It's from Group 7. That's fine."

Samba-sang felt relieved, as there were indeed some monstrous newcomers in this Western Martial Arts Conference.

I heard that in the promotion match, someone advanced by defeating his opponent faster than him, and they were all kids.

However, those two monster newcomers are in the first and fifth groups. As for the seventh group, although there were also kids who advanced, it was because the game was too difficult. I heard that they were lucky enough to advance because their opponents underestimated them. Samba-sang doesn't take opponents like this seriously at all.

Of course, after knowing that the young player who advanced from the seventh group was Broly, Samba-san still had a higher opinion of the boy. At this age, he has the strength to enter the top 16 of the Western Martial Arts Tournament. He will surely be even more powerful in the future.

However, if the opponent was in Group 7, he would have to be grouped together with the other two monster newcomers, which made Samba-sang sigh.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so good, but your good luck probably ends here. If you are in the seventh group, according to the rules of the qualifying round, you will be assigned to the first eight groups to play against each other.

In the first 8 groups, there are two monster rookies who are stronger than you and are also children. If you hope to win another game, you will encounter the monsters in the fifth group. I hope you will be defeated by then, and not be hit by the real genius. "

"I will win."

Broly said, he didn't doubt it.

"It's a good thing that you have confidence. Anyway, keep going."

Sambasang kindly reminded that this child is very talented, but because of this, he is more likely to suffer a blow and become mediocre after meeting a more powerful genius.

"Uncle Samba-sang, what about you? Did you advance?"

The group of children could feel the kindness that Sambasang released. Bonnie looked at him and suddenly asked.

"Hahaha, with your question, could I, Samba-sang, be eliminated in the audition?"

Sambasang laughed loudly and immediately said that he was the third player to advance, and he was also the strongest seeded player in Group 15. It would be easy for him to win the promotion match. What he was most afraid of were the two monster newcomers who advanced faster than him.

"I heard from the people at the Degas Chamber of Commerce that the first group of qualifiers is a girl from a minority ethnic group in the north of the empire who makes a living by hunting dangerous species. Her fighting style is mainly fierce and swift.

Her opponent, one of the top eight contestants in the last martial arts tournament, only managed to hold on for two minutes before being kicked off the stage.

Afterwards, it seemed that his hand bones and ribs were broken. He is a guy who should not be underestimated. "

Nahasu was a man who knew how to deal with things. He invited Sambasang to have a meal together. After Sambasang drank some wine, he also talked about the first eight players in tomorrow's game.

(End of this chapter)