Amid the cheers, the Budokai Announcer led Goku and Broli into the ring.
"Let me explain the rules. There is to be no attacking the eyes or the vulnerables! You lose if you forfeit, fall out of the ring, or are down for a count of 10. No killing of opponents!"
The Budokai Announcer stepped out of the ring.
***
Vegeta leaned forward. This should be interesting.
***
"Son Goku has been a veteran of these tournaments for many years, reaching the final rounds in the 21st, 22nd, and 23rd, even becoming champion of the last! Broli, meanwhile, is new this year! Let's see how he can do! BEGIN!"
Zip.
The two combatants had disappeared. Well, they had disappeared to the regular human eye, at any rate.
They charged at one another. Broli lunged forward with his right arm. Goku ducked under it, and scythed Broli's legs out from under him using a scissor kick. The larger man hit the ground, but quickly rolled away and hopped to his feet.
***
In the stands, Kuririn turned to Yamcha.
"Now do you see why I chose not to enter this year?"
***
Now the two Saiyans had engaged in a close-up flurry of blows. Goku's last punch to Broli's head had missed by centimeters, allowing Broli the chance to knee him in the stomach. In order to buy himself the time he needed to regain his breath, he aimed a double kick at the other's chest, doing little damage but knocking him back a bit.
The vast majority of the audience was unable to follow the fight, but the Budokai Announcer--who over the years had learned his lesson and had received training that allowed him to watch such superspeed fights--was yelling out a blow-by-blow account of the action to the crowd, who were cheering madly.
The two combatants each connected with one powerful punch, sending them flying back, each one of them righting themselves in opposite corners, staring at each other, breathing hard.
And grinning.
***
*Excellent,* thought Vegeta. *They're fighting like true Saiyans.*
***
Gohan whistled. He was impressed.
"Now this is a fight," said Videl.
***
Wiping some blood off of his face, Goku suddenly charged at Broli. At the last second before he hit, however, he jumped over the larger Saiyan, turned around, and crashed into him from behind, sending him hurtling across the ring. In the middle of his somersault course, Broli shot one hand down, planting it in the floor of the ring and preventing him from continuing on.
Anticipating his opponent's next move, he propelled himself into the air as Goku ran towards the place where he had been. He then plummeted earthwards, landing right on top of Goku, pinning him.
"One!" shouted the Budokai Announcer.
"I really do suggest you forfeit," said Broli. "There is no way for you to escape this."
"Two!"
"Don't be so sure about that," said Goku inbetween ragged breaths.
"Three!"
"Oh?"
"Four!"
Struggling, Goku tried to move his arm.
"Five!"
Centimeter by centimeter, he brought his fingers closer to their desired goal.
"Six!"
"Almost..." he muttered to himself.
"Seven!"
"Just a bit more..."
"Eight!"
"There!" His fingers had touched his forehead.
"Ni--huh?"
Broli suddenly found himself sitting on nothing but the floor of the ring; Goku had vanished.
"Where did he go?"
"I'm over here!"
Broli whirled around to see Goku waving at him from the other side of the ring. Growling, Broli charged, only to have Goku suddenly react and kick him in the jaw, interrupting his charge and throwing him flat on his back.
Goku lunged, his leg extended, but Broli grabbed the limb and threw Goku over his head. However, the shorter man was able to quickly halt his trajectory by wrapping his legs around his opponent's chest and flipping him.
***
Raditz, Nappa, and Turles blinked. Even they had had a hard time keeping up with the sudden double-exchange of positions.
***
Broli rose to his feet.
"Do you give up?" asked Goku.
Broli grinned. "Of course not."
"Let me explain the rules. There is to be no attacking the eyes or the vulnerables! You lose if you forfeit, fall out of the ring, or are down for a count of 10. No killing of opponents!"
The Budokai Announcer stepped out of the ring.
***
Vegeta leaned forward. This should be interesting.
***
"Son Goku has been a veteran of these tournaments for many years, reaching the final rounds in the 21st, 22nd, and 23rd, even becoming champion of the last! Broli, meanwhile, is new this year! Let's see how he can do! BEGIN!"
Zip.
The two combatants had disappeared. Well, they had disappeared to the regular human eye, at any rate.
They charged at one another. Broli lunged forward with his right arm. Goku ducked under it, and scythed Broli's legs out from under him using a scissor kick. The larger man hit the ground, but quickly rolled away and hopped to his feet.
***
In the stands, Kuririn turned to Yamcha.
"Now do you see why I chose not to enter this year?"
***
Now the two Saiyans had engaged in a close-up flurry of blows. Goku's last punch to Broli's head had missed by centimeters, allowing Broli the chance to knee him in the stomach. In order to buy himself the time he needed to regain his breath, he aimed a double kick at the other's chest, doing little damage but knocking him back a bit.
The vast majority of the audience was unable to follow the fight, but the Budokai Announcer--who over the years had learned his lesson and had received training that allowed him to watch such superspeed fights--was yelling out a blow-by-blow account of the action to the crowd, who were cheering madly.
The two combatants each connected with one powerful punch, sending them flying back, each one of them righting themselves in opposite corners, staring at each other, breathing hard.
And grinning.
***
*Excellent,* thought Vegeta. *They're fighting like true Saiyans.*
***
Gohan whistled. He was impressed.
"Now this is a fight," said Videl.
***
Wiping some blood off of his face, Goku suddenly charged at Broli. At the last second before he hit, however, he jumped over the larger Saiyan, turned around, and crashed into him from behind, sending him hurtling across the ring. In the middle of his somersault course, Broli shot one hand down, planting it in the floor of the ring and preventing him from continuing on.
Anticipating his opponent's next move, he propelled himself into the air as Goku ran towards the place where he had been. He then plummeted earthwards, landing right on top of Goku, pinning him.
"One!" shouted the Budokai Announcer.
"I really do suggest you forfeit," said Broli. "There is no way for you to escape this."
"Two!"
"Don't be so sure about that," said Goku inbetween ragged breaths.
"Three!"
"Oh?"
"Four!"
Struggling, Goku tried to move his arm.
"Five!"
Centimeter by centimeter, he brought his fingers closer to their desired goal.
"Six!"
"Almost..." he muttered to himself.
"Seven!"
"Just a bit more..."
"Eight!"
"There!" His fingers had touched his forehead.
"Ni--huh?"
Broli suddenly found himself sitting on nothing but the floor of the ring; Goku had vanished.
"Where did he go?"
"I'm over here!"
Broli whirled around to see Goku waving at him from the other side of the ring. Growling, Broli charged, only to have Goku suddenly react and kick him in the jaw, interrupting his charge and throwing him flat on his back.
Goku lunged, his leg extended, but Broli grabbed the limb and threw Goku over his head. However, the shorter man was able to quickly halt his trajectory by wrapping his legs around his opponent's chest and flipping him.
***
Raditz, Nappa, and Turles blinked. Even they had had a hard time keeping up with the sudden double-exchange of positions.
***
Broli rose to his feet.
"Do you give up?" asked Goku.
Broli grinned. "Of course not."
