Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 54 Are there any masters?

There is nothing much to say about what happens next. After Broly discovers a technique to quickly increase Esdeath's happiness value, he launches various dangerous attacks.

What is considered a dangerous attack can be reflected in the effect of the attack, but it is impossible for Broly to really kill Esdeath, so the object that reflects the effect of the dangerous attack becomes the venue and arena of the martial arts tournament.

The sound of bangs was endless and the ground was shaking. The host and referee who was commenting on the fight no longer knew how to explain it.

The weakest player who was originally being beaten suddenly turned into a demolition maniac. With just a kick or a punch, he could create gullies and deep pits on the ring. How can this be explained?

Is this something a human can do?

The audience also fell silent, and they had such doubts in their hearts.

Watching the hard ground of the ring crumble under the boy's attack, and watching the girl hastily dodge under the boy's terrifying attack, no one now thinks that Esdeath, who had a great chance of winning at the beginning, will still be the boy's opponent.

"Yin, so fucking yin!"

Some gamblers who bet on Esdeath to win cursed out loud, but not many people agreed.

Just kidding, the 'earthquake' on the ring hasn't stopped yet.

If they were hit by just one punch or kick from that monstrous boy, they would probably be smashed to pieces.

"Ms. Maillard, you didn't deserve to lose. If you don't want revenge, forget it."

Casandora persuaded the lady next to her.

Maillard bit his nails, not knowing what he was thinking.

Compared to others who were shocked by the scene of Broly demolishing the ring with his bare hands, Akame, Kurome, Nahashi and other friends were much better. They had already known how powerful Broly was, and what was happening before their eyes was just a small scene.

"Aren't you all shocked?"

Only Mine was a little surprised because she arrived late and did not see the scene where Broly's energy bomb bombarded the forest and changed the terrain.

"Ha, this is just a small scene. Broly is much more capable than that."

Hei Tong raised his head, looking very proud.

[This is just a small scene, what is the big scene? ]

Marin was a little confused, but she didn't ask.

As Esdeath's physical strength was squeezed to the limit, Broly's dangerous attack was coming to an end.

He regained his breath and stopped his fist in front of Esdeath.

The wind from the fist ruffled Esdeath's hair, and the cross-printed headscarf tied on the girl's head was blown away and fell into the deep pit behind her.

Esdeath slumped down, her body feeling somewhat weak, breathing heavily, her face flushed from the extreme exercise.

"I won this game."

Broly said breathlessly.

"Well, from now on, I am your property."

Esdeath also accepted this result.

"You are very strong. I tried my best to defeat you."

Broly said again.

"You don't have to comfort me. I'm not that fragile. All your moves just now missed the target. Don't think I don't know."

Esdeath is not a fool. After the dangerous attack began, she had fully understood the difference in strength between herself and Broly. With such a huge gap in strength, how could the opponent's attacks always deflect? Just think about it and you will know that it is impossible.

"That humanoid super dangerous species rumored to be you, right?"

Esdeath suddenly thought of something and asked.

"what is that?"

Broly was a little confused.

"do not you know?"

"Should I know?"

"Forget it, I'm a little weak, can you give me a hand?"

Esdeath asked. She was completely powerless now. During the dodging just now, her body had exceeded its original limit and reached its limit again.

Hearing this, Broly immediately extended a hand to her. Esdeath held his hand and was pulled up by Broly. "I lost."

Esdeath raised her other hand with some difficulty and made the announcement to the silent meeting place.

"Contestant Broly...wins."

The host and referee realized the situation belatedly and announced the result of the game.

"Haah~"

The silent conference hall suddenly became noisy.

Broly displayed a powerful (demolition) force that shocked everyone, but also excited the audience who were now reacting. There were gamblers who bet on his victory, as well as ordinary audiences who admired him simply because of his strength.

As for the boy pretending to be weak and deceiving all of them, ha, don't joke, this is the arena of the Western Martial Arts Tournament, those who have strength are destined to be applauded in the arena. Playing the role of weak, no, that is a tactical display of weakness and a manifestation of wisdom.

It is the stage for the strong, and as long as you win with absolute strength, there will be people to help explain any of your actions. Of course, some people have guessed that Broly might be manipulating the odds, but what does it matter if they know it? Do those who lose money dare to find trouble with him?

As for the Chamber of Commerce that runs the gambling bureau, they only make money when gamblers lose, so they will not come to trouble Broly.

The enthusiastic cheers were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing the arena in the conference hall, which had already reached its limit, to collapse.

Broly picked up Esdeath's headscarf that was blown by the wind, and returned to the contestant area with his arm around his wife who had just won the game.

"Brother Broly, you are really good at hiding!"

Samba-sang came to greet him and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

“I actually tried my best.”

Broly habitually plays the weak one.

"Really?"

Samba-sang had some difficulty denying this.

"But whether it's true or not, I will defeat you tomorrow."

"Eh?!"

Next to him, Sambasang's opponent looked at him in shock, almost asking him how much the hell he drank.
After all, with the arena in the grand venue already broken, who would still think they could beat this monster boy?

"Uncle Samba-sang, are you strong?"

Hearing this, Broly looked at him and asked seriously.

"Just kidding, I'm super strong."

Samba-sang looked confident.

【Am I feeling wrong? 】

Esdeath was a little confused. Her intuition was quite sharp, but she did not feel any danger or pressure from the bearded man.

The ring was damaged, but it was not a big deal as the venue was still there. A group of staff ran in and cleared away some small pieces of rubble, and then the second match of 4 to 2 continued.

However, with the extraordinary battle scene between Broly and Esdeath in front, the scene where Samba-san only took 3 minutes to defeat his opponent who had no fighting spirit made people feel boring, and most of the audience in the audience were discussing the previous game.

"Bang~"

It was not until Sambasang grabbed a large rock from the ground and smashed it with one punch that everyone looked over.

“Everyone, I’m not bragging, I can also destroy the venue, but I don’t need to do it.

Because someone who would do such a thing only means that he lacks control over his body, which causes his own strength to leak out.

I admit that my opponent tomorrow is very strong, but after watching his match today, I confirmed my victory.

To be able to destroy the venue like this, Broly must have used some secret technique that put a huge strain on the body, but I, Samba-sam, am intact.

Ladies and gentlemen, I, Samba Sang, hereby declare that tomorrow I will defeat my last opponent, wear the best dust cape in the West, and stand on the champion's stage to receive the award! "

Sambasang declared victory. Some people believed his analysis and his words, but more people thought he was bragging.

After all, Sambasang is a veteran player. If he had such ability before, how could he not have shown it?

In any case, today's martial arts tournament ended with a lot of discussion, and Esdeath was taken back to the inn by Broly.

(End of this chapter)