The martial arts group had already drawn lots and arranged the order of the matches. After Sun Wufan won the first match and successfully entered the quarterfinals, the second match was between Lan Qi and No. 17.
But the Budokai is a competition that is limited to the venue after all. It is simply unrealistic to use all your strength to attack. In order to avoid unnecessary injuries, everyone has agreed on the rules of the game in advance, which means that the intensity of the attacks has been controlled to a certain extent. This will test your skill. Then again, those with strong power have strong vision and skills. Limiting the attack power only weakens the attack power.
Although it is impossible to hurt the opponent, the master naturally knows who will lose and who will win.
The next few games are all high-level games, and the audience is in for a treat.
Although the energy has been reduced, the level of Dragon Ball Warrior is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. A casual move can leave the audience stunned, which is a worthwhile trip.
On the ring, the shadows of fists intertwined, like towering mountain peaks, and the fight was fierce. The martial artists watched carefully one by one. In their opinion, the players in the martial arts group have their own transcendence, and it would be very good if they could learn one and a half moves. Sure enough, as soon as the gong sounded, the players from both sides started to fight very quickly in the ring. Their movements were elegant and graceful, and their attacks were smooth and fluid. It was very charming.
It is said that laymen watch the excitement and insiders know the ropes. The audience was dazzled by what they saw and wished they had two more eyes. The martial artists also behaved in a similar way. They were completely immersed in it and were completely conquered by those magical moves.
"Kakarot, now is the game between me and you. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Vegeta said with a cool face.
Sun Wukong laughed and said seriously: "Me too, we haven't had a head-to-head competition for a long time. This opportunity is rare, but I will definitely win."
"That's not necessarily the case!" Smiling lightly, Vegeta said happily: "Under the condition of limiting energy, the competition is skills, so we are on the same starting line again."
"not necessarily!"
"Now, I invite Mr. Son Goku and Mr. Vegeta to come on stage!" the host announced excitedly, and then introduced the two of them in detail.
In fact, Sun Wukong and the others are world-renowned. Needless to say, the audience knew all the information about them by heart, but they were still fascinated and excited when listening to the host's detailed narration.
Sun Wukong and Vegeta looked at each other, and both of them burst out with strong fighting spirit. This fighting spirit immediately infected the entire venue, and everyone seemed to be on the battlefield, fighting hard and strong. It was like a sharp spear standing right in front of him, making him break into a cold sweat.
"I didn't expect Goku and Vegeta to meet so soon. Who do you think will win?" Krillin leaned against the wall with his head in his hands.
"Of course my dad won!" Trunks said proudly, holding his head high. Sun Wutian looked dissatisfied and said, "My father will definitely win. My brother said that my father is very powerful!"
"nonsense!"
Regarding the quarrel between the two children, the adults smiled lightly, turned to Ayaba and asked, "What do you think?"
Ayaba pondered for a moment and said: "If his strength is fully developed, Goku's chances of winning will be greater. Now, it's hard to say!"
"Look, the game has begun!" With a shout, everyone turned their attention to the two people on the ring.
Son Goku and Vegeta stood at the venue, their faces solemn. This was their first head-to-head confrontation in more than ten years since their first battle. It’s hard to predict who will win or lose.
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It was getting late, the sun had quietly set over the mountains, and a faint mist gradually rose in the outskirts of Hongye City. The hustle and bustle of the city is accompanied by the unique fragrance of the countryside, and the scene is dreamlike and fascinating.
The bustling 26th World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament came to an end with the setting sun amid fierce battles.
In a private bar, Ayaba and others gathered together, laughing and celebrating. Ayaba's family, Son Goku's family, Vegeta's family, Krillin's family, Kamesennin, Leping, Tianjin Rice, Dumplings, and even East Kaioshin and Gebit were also pulled over.
There was singing and dancing on the dance floor on one side, while light music was playing at the bar on the other side. The long and melodious music created a tranquil and far-reaching atmosphere, so that the clattering dishes of the Saiyans seemed extremely disharmonious.
Seeing Sun Wukong and others frantically destroying food like hungry wolves, Klin had long been used to it. He chuckled and said to Leping: "You didn't tell me earlier, and you opened the bar quietly."
Leping chuckled: "Now that the world is at peace, I thought I should do something interesting. It happened that this bar was about to be sold, so I took it over."
Everyone laughed. They were all successful people, and sometimes they had to enjoy it when it was time to enjoy it. Except for Vegeta and Tianjin Fan who lived an ascetic life every day, everyone else had more or less side jobs, Leping. It is normal to open a bar in this bustling city.
"By the way, Bidili, isn't your father worried about you running out so late alone?" Ayameng asked.
"He won't worry!" Bidili's face burned when she thought of Satan's expression that was even more eager than hers when he knew she was going out with Sun Wuhan.
The sound of crackling and banging of dishes was heard incessantly, and soon the food on the table was wiped out again. Dinner plates more than half a meter high were piled up in front of Sun Wukong and Vegeta.
Leping felt a little headache looking at it. How much would it cost
"Humph, Kakarot, I lost to you in the competition, but you definitely can't win in the meal. As the prince of the Saiyans, I am very confident in my stomach!" Vegeta held up a plate of dishes and brought it to his mouth. Bian, speaking vaguely.
"Ha, no way!"
Sun Wukong answered vaguely, swallowed a pig's trotter in two or two mouthfuls, and picked up a few steamed buns, one in each mouthful. After whining for a few times, I choked and immediately picked up the soup and started drinking it.
"Ah, it feels much more comfortable!"
Seeing the two people eating in such a desperate manner, everyone had cold sweat on their faces. Although Bardock and Sun Wuhan also ate like crazy, at least they were much better than them.
Ayaba picked up the fruit and walked to Higashi Kaiōgami, who was probably still worried about Majin Buu and looked very melancholy. Ayaba smiled and said: "Why are you looking so sad again? You should relax a little. Look, I have so many masters here. Tomorrow we will help you deal with the Majin together. Isn't the little Majin Buu easily captured?"
The eyes of East Kaiooshin first lit up, and then darkened, and he said: "I strongly believe in the power of Miss Ayaba and Mr. Son Goku, but you don't know how terrifying Majin Buu is, that terrible guy who is completely impossible to defeat! "
Ayaba pursed her lips and sighed secretly, East Kaiojin was really frightened by Majin Buu, and the shadow in her heart has not dissipated yet.
"Majin Buu is not as scary as you say!"
"You don't know how powerful he is..."
Ayaba shook her head and said sternly: "Your fear of Majin Buu has covered your eyes. In fact, Majin Buu is not scary at all. Think about your Kaiohs in the past, they have also faced We have encountered enemies who are on par with Majin Buu, but do you think they have given up? Apart from Majin Buu of your generation, are there any powerful enemies left? No! All enemies have been wiped out by them!"
East Kaiojin trembled all over, thinking of the sacrifices of Dai Kaiojin and West Kaiojin. Compared to them, he didn't even have the courage to face Majin Buu. He was so cowardly and unworthy of the title of Kaiojin. !
His face was gloomy and he cheered up: "Yes, I understand!"
After the deception was over, Ayaba smiled, but thought to herself: "If Kaioshin could really deal with those enemies, he wouldn't have suffered such a miserable end as being completely wiped out. Speaking of which, the one who took action in the end was the higher one. The God of Destruction at every level!”
Jabit walked over quietly when the East Kaiojin was not paying attention, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Miss Ayaba!"
Ayaba chuckled and waved her hand: "Nothing." This can be regarded as giving some ideological education to the "younger generations".
Then I sat on the sofa and pondered. I don’t know what the outcome will be tomorrow. I am facing the ultimate BOSS in Dragon Ball Z—Majin Buu. It’s really exciting!
At this time, Lingmeng saw her mother sitting there alone, her eyes rolled, a smile flashed on her face, and she decisively moved towards Lingye.