Dragon Ball: Counterattack Yamucha

Chapter 36 The order of battles that have been tampered with (please recommend tickets! There will be another update in the afternoon!)

"Welcome all contestants to come and participate in this year's World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament!
In the last Budokai, we had the honor to witness the wonderful performances of many martial arts masters, thank you for coming from all over the world to participate.

A total of 180 people participated in this qualifier, but unfortunately only eight people can enter the next round of the competition. The competition will be the most intense ever. I hope everyone can play their best!

Without further ado, the qualifiers are about to begin!All contestants please line up to draw a number! "

Kelin grabbed the drawn number in his hand and muttered:

"I'm No. 72, and I'm in the second group."

Wukong stretched his head to look at the one in Klin's hand, and then he laughed:

"I'm in the first group, I'm in the back hehe."

"I'm in the fourth group."

Grandpa Cheng Long came over at this moment and said.

"Hehe, it seems that none of us have been grouped together."

Yamucha said with arms folded.

Although he is also in the first group, he is separated from Wukong in the front.

It seems that they will not meet each other in the qualifiers.

"That's great! All four of us should be able to enter the quarterfinals!"

Clint grinned.

Then the announcement sounded again:
"Qualifiers are about to begin! Repeat competition rules:

There are four groups in the arena, and each group should be numbered separately.

The two sides compete one-on-one in the martial arts arena. If they pass out, surrender or fall off the ring, they will all lose!

The use of weapons is prohibited in this competition, violators will be considered losers!
In addition, there is no time limit for the qualifiers until the winner is determined! "

Yamcha saw that the referee over there was summoning the players of the first group, so he said to everyone:

"Wukong and I are both in the first group, we will go there first."

"Yeah! Come on Wukong Yamucha!"

Here Yamcha stood on the ring, and his opponent was a guy with a cockscomb head, who looked very vicious.

"I didn't expect Yamcha to be number one, come on Yamcha!"

Wukong grabbed the ring and raised his fist to cheer up Yamcha.

Ji Guantou saw that his IDE opponent was actually a small boy, and he was also very handsome.

"Tsk tsk tsk, boy, you are too tender, you shouldn't come here to participate in the competition."

Cockscomb head was extremely arrogant, and said with his face up.

After hearing this, Yamucha smiled slightly, but didn't make any gestures.

He put his hands together and said:

"Please."

With the whistle of the referee, the game started immediately.

Cockscomb raised its foot and kicked towards Yamucha.

Suddenly, Yamcha disappeared in place and appeared immediately behind Jiguantou.

He raised his arm, and lightly hit the back of Cockscomb's neck with a hand knife.

Ji Guantou collapsed on the spot and slowly fell to the stage.

The onlookers were in an uproar, and someone recognized Yamcha as the very powerful young man from the previous session.

"I said, why does this guy look so familiar? He turned out to be the very good kid from last year!"

"I also have the impression that you said that. He has grown up a lot."

As everyone discussed, the referee ruled that Yamcha won.

"Contestant number one wins!"

Wukong came forward and said:
"Yamcha, you have become stronger, I really want to fight you in the game!"

Yamcha couldn't help laughing at his eager look.

"It will definitely happen this time."

Wu Qi is much more condensed than before, and has also grown a lot.

It seems that he must have experienced life and death battles in the past three years. It has to be said that the blood of the Saiyans is really against the sky.

Yamcha thought so.

"Hey? Kelin is playing, let's see!"

Wukong shouted to Yamcha, and ran towards the second group ring where Kelin was.

Kling's opponent was a tall and strong man, and Kling seemed to be as tall as his legs.

Everyone around felt sorry for Kelin, thinking that this little guy would definitely suffer.

But what they never expected was that Kelin, with such a small body, actually hugged the giant man's arm and threw him out of the ring.

Suddenly there was an uproar.

"Hiss! Is this little guy so sloppy!?"

"What a lot of strength!"

"Why do I feel that this scene seems familiar?"

"As far as my level is concerned, let's go back, there are too many masters in the martial arts club!"

Wukong saw that Kelin's skill was completely different from that of three years ago.

"Haha! Kelin, your martial arts have also improved a lot!"

Kelin smiled proudly:
"Hee hee, what is this, I haven't shown my true skills yet."

suddenly,

An ear-piercing teasing sound came.

"Yo, are you complacent?

It's lucky you didn't meet me, otherwise I will let you down! "

What appeared was the three-eyed man, Tianjin Fan.

"It's the apprentice of that Immortal Crane, called Tianjin Fan."

Yamcha said on the side.

If nothing unexpected, he will play against Tianjin Fan in the first game of the quarterfinals.

This is exactly Yamcha's dream. He wants to reverse the original plot and never let Waterloo repeat itself!

"(ˉ▽￣～)Cut~~"

Kelin said disdainfully, putting on a disgusted expression.

"Yo, you're quite arrogant, you guys will look good in the future!"

Tianjin Fan uttered a harsh word, then turned around and entered the ring.

His opponent was a sumo wrestler. Unfortunately, this tank was instantly killed by Tianjin Fan before he could get close.

Normal people can't see Tianjin Fan's moves, only the four of Yamucha can see clearly.

"Yes, I slapped four times and kicked twice in an instant."

Clint nodded.

"It's still a bit strong."

Not long after this incident, it was Wukong's turn to play.

Yamcha Kelin and Grandpa Cheng Long all surrounded him. They wanted to see how much Wukong had grown in the past three years.

When Yamcha saw Wukong's opponent, he saw that the man's body was extremely well-proportioned.

Half-clothed in a Taoist uniform, with a fluffy afro on his head, and a striking red spot between his eyebrows.

"King Chaba"

Grandpa Cheng Long said in a low voice:

This person is very strong, he has heard of it.

As long as he participated in previous martial arts tournaments, the champion would belong to him alone.

In the eyes of Yamcha, the battle between Wukong and King Chaba can be said to be tasteless.

King Chaba is indeed a master, but compared with the current Wukong, there is still a big gap.

His fierce attack was easily dodged by Wukong, and Wukong just kicked him, and King Chaba got his boxed lunch.

"Great guy!"

Cheng Long also couldn't help exclaiming:

"Unexpectedly, King Chaba has no power to fight back in front of him!"

Time passed minute by minute, the qualifiers finally came to an end, and the eight contestants who qualified were confirmed.

They are Yamcha Wukong and Klin Chenglong, the contestants of the previous Budokai, who undoubtedly won four places.

The other contestants are two apprentices of Hexianliu, Tianjin Fan and Dumpling.

There is also a werewolf, and Baptist, the king of fighters.

"The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association is about to start! Everyone, please"

"Wow! Seeing you again!
Your performance last year was really wonderful! "

When the narrator saw Wukong, they immediately waved and greeted this way.

After chatting with the commentator for a while, they began to prepare to enter the backstage and draw lots to determine the order of the battle.

"The first one is Mr. Cheng Long! Please come here!"

The narrator shouted with the list.

One side is drawing lots, but the other side is playing with bad ideas.

"Hey, dumplings, give them some color and see."

At this moment, Tianjin Fan suddenly heard Cheng Long's name, and immediately had an idea in his mind.

"Wait! This Cheng Long is arranged with me. I want to try his skills. This guy is the last champion."

The dumplings standing on the side moved their fingers slightly, and then the order of drawing changed.

"Arrange Yamcha as a werewolf. He seems to have a grudge against Yamcha."

Tianjin Fan looked at the angry werewolf on one side, and saw it staring viciously in the direction of Yamcha.

After a while, everyone's serial numbers were drawn, and the result of the battle was clear at a glance.

Yamcha was unexpected, and seemed to be different from what he thought.

He should have met Tianjin Fan in the first game.

But after thinking about it, it might be because he was relatively low-key, and he didn't pay much attention to himself.

Immediately afterwards, the commentator re-announced the final order of the battle.

"The first game is Cheng Long vs. Tianjin Fan!
The second game is Yamcha vs Werewolf!
The third group is Kelin vs. Dumplings!

The fourth group is Monkey King vs. Baput! "

(End of this chapter)