CHAPTER EIGHT: Round One Continues
World Martial Arts Tournament
"We're halfway through the first rounds and we've already some impressive showings. So let's get onto the next match! Introducing first, on their way to the ring, First, on his way to the ring, he a grappling expert from Amenbo Island. Make some noise for Nana Mangeo! And his opponent he is the son of international superstar Pamput, whose latest movie, Galaxy Struggle Episode Seven: The Source Evokens is in theaters right now! He himself has his own movie, Space Voyage, coming out soon. I hear it's going to be an action-packed thrill ride. Just like I hope this fight is going to be, please give it up for Brad Rye! Large pyro erupted from the for corners of the ring as Brad Rye, the spitting image of his father with a bit of lighter skin tone, wearing expensive sunglasses, a long flowing jacket with his own name and a large silver star all covered in sequins on it, no shirt to show off his six-pack abs, red and green boxing shorts and boots, and tapped up hands, emerged from the dugout. Before stepping into the ring two attendants took Brad Rye's jacket and sunglasses off for him.
"Sorry if that pyro was a little loud folks!" T.A exclaimed. "Pamput helped fund this stadium and he requested it only be used for his son! Nana Mangeo, are you ready!? Brad Rye, are you ready!? Ladies and Gentlemen, are you ready!? Then let the match begin!"
Nana Mangeo, who wore a bright yellow gi and matching boots, took his fighting stance while Brad Rye did the same. After what seemed like an intense stare down, Brad Rye quickly winked at Nano Mango before Nana charged at him. Attacking him with multiple quick but slightly imprecise strikes. Brad Rye appeared incredibly smug as he casually dodged Nana's punches.
"Ha, look at this. He can't touch me, because I float like a cloud and sting like a…" Brad Rye boasted before hitting Nana with a punch to the face causing him to fly out of the ring.
"What a punch folks Brad Rye just knocked Nana Mangeo out from the center of the ring! Your winner, by ring out, Brad Rye!"
"Thank you. Thank you. There will be an autograph signing after I win this thing."
Gohan, Trunks, Videl, and Gar all shared a look of suspicion as Brad Rye made his way back to the dugout.
"I know. I know you all want my autograph too." Brad Rye stated to everyone, with pure arrogance in every word. "Sorry, but you'll have to wait like everyone else. I'll tell you what though I'll wave the usual thousand Zeni autograph fee just for you guys."
"Stuff a sock in it." Gar replied.
"What are...Do you know who you're talking to you big green bastard?"
"Yeah, he's talking to someone who won a fixed fight." M. Trunks replied.
"I have absolutely no what you're talking about." Brad Rye replied smugly. "Isn't that right, Nana?"
"Yeah. I lost fair and square…"
"Tell me something. Why would some who specializes in grappling start out the fight with punches?" Videl inquired.
"Especially ones as sloppy as those." Gar added.
"Not to mention the fact that there's no way a punch like that would have sent him flying halfway across the ring." Gohan also added.
"Good luck proving any of that." Brad Rye chuckled before taking a seat.
"Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen, let's get this show on the road. Introducing first, on his way to the ring, he is the eldest son of Bulma Briefs and his father Vegeta was a competitor in the last world Martial Arts tournament, where he like multiple other fighters was unable to compete due to that wicked and evil Babidi. However, his younger brother Trunks took first place in the Junior division so I think it's safe to expect great things from him. Please make some noise for Mirai Briefs! And his opponent, he is a practitioner of the crane style, other than that, not much is known fighter. Please give it up for Mero" Mirai, are you ready!? Mero, are you ready!? Ladies and Gentlemen, are you ready!? Then let the match begin!"
"Crane style huh. I know someone who studied that." Trunks, who was wearing a light blue full bodied jumpsuit with Saiyan battle armor, and Saiyan boots, said to Mero as he took his fighting stance.
"Announcer, is there killing allowed in this tournament?" Mero asked T.A, completely ignoring Trunks.
"Absolutely not." A surprised T.A replied. "The only ways to win are by ring out, knockout, or forfeit.
"Too bad." Mero, who had small beady eyes, a thin nose, and light brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, and the standard Crane School attire a green changshan with yellow sleeves and red stitching and baggy black gi pants, and yellow and black boots. On the front of the coat was the symbol for the crane school, but on the back was two words 'KILL YOU' replied as he took his fighting stance.
"You want to kill me that badly?"
"Not you. You are irrelevant." Mero replied before quickly extending his left arm forward with pointer extended. "Dodon Ray!"
A small beam of yellow energy shot out of Mero's finger directly at Trunks who deflected the blast up and away.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I've seen that technique in the past it is no laughing matter. We're in for quite a match!"
"Tsk. You're no ordinary fighter." Mero stated incredulously. "I don't want to reveal my best techniques quite yet. Not until I face him…"
"You have to beat me first."
"And I will." Mero replied before darting directly towards Trunks at a speed much greater than the average human fighter but not fast enough that Trunks had a problem keeping up with him. Trunks prepared to defend himself but at the last second, Mero darted to the left before darting straight again and then to right ending up directly behind Trunks. Trunks quickly turned around as Mero attacked him with left index and middle fingers extended. Trunks effortlessly blocked the attack with his left arm while punching Mero away with his right. A look of confusion came across Trunks' face as he noticed a smirk on Mero's face. Unfortunately, Trunks' confusion faded as he realized why Mero was smirking.
'Can't move my arm…' Trunks thought as he tried in vain to move his left arm.
"Pressure point strike. You won't find a better practitioner of it than me."
'Damn it. Can't let myself get hit by that again.'
"Now try deflecting this! Double Dodan Ray!" Mero exclaimed as he formed a Dodon Ray with each hand and fired them at Trunks. Trunks deflected one Doodon ray with his right hand while attempting to simultaneously dodge the other but it proved to fast too completely avoid causing it to graze his left shoulder.
"You are pain! That was supposed to incapacitate you."
"Sorry to disappoint you." Trunks replied.
"Still. With one useful arm, it's only a matter of time before I win."
"No. I really only need the one." Trunks replied as he extended his right arm forward with his palm outward at a ninety-degree angle.
"No way. Trunks really not going to use that technique here is he?" Gohan wondered.
"Small…" Trunks began to say as he formed a small sphere of orange and white ki in his palm. "Bang Attack!"
Trunks fired the blast at Mero, who was unable to avoid the attack causing it to knock him out of the ring, however, Mero managed to stop himself just before he hit the ground hovering just a few inches above.
"Incredible folks, I thought that was a ring out for sure! But Mero is still in this thing.
"This fight is far from o…" Mero began to say before Trunks appeared over him knocking him to the ground with a single punch.
"Your winner by ring out, Mirai!"
"No...It can't be. I can't lose here...This isn't over!" Mero exclaimed before running off out of the stadium.
"What can I say, people, some competitors are better losers than others!"
"Wow, for a second there, I thought he might have had you." Gohan said to Trunks as he made his way into the dugout.
"Yeah. He was stronger than I thought."
"How's your arm?" Videl inquired.
"The feelings starting to come back. Should be good soon."
"Just two matches to go in the first round! Introducing first on their way to the ring, His father, Nam, is a former quarter-finalist tournament competitor whose sole motivation for competing was to win money to give village water. A pretty heartwarming tale if you ask me. Please give it up for Dabu! And his opponent, her mother fought in the 21st World's Martial Arts Tournament, where she funnily enough lost to Dabu's father in the first round! Will history repeat itself? Only one way to find out! Dabu, are you ready!? Fangerie, are you ready!? Ladies and Gentleman, are you ready!? Then let the match begin!"
"Some coincidence we get to face each other, huh?" Fangerie, who had voluminous orange hair, a basic blue top, dark green booty shorts, and matching boots, said as she took her fighting stance.
"I do not believe in coincidence." Dabu, a man with brown skin, wide brown eyes wearing a white turban and an orange and maroon robe, replied as he took his fighting stance. "It is the universe that brought us together."
"The universe has brought us together? Aren't you a real charmer." Fangerie replied with a wink.
"I...I'm sorry. It was not my intention too…"
"Relax. I'm just messing with you."
"I see. I'm sorry, didn't come to mess around. I came to fight!" Dabu exclaimed as he sprinted at Fangerie who responded in kind meeting him halfway.
"Are you sure just came to fight?" Fangerie inquired with a bit of sensual tone in her voice as she Dabu exchanged blows "You don't want to mess around?"
Fangerie's sudden flirty question caught Dabu off guard making him drop his guard for a brief moment allowing Fangerie to hit him with a red hot friction-filled punch to the torso.
Dabu keeled dropped to his knees yelling out from the pain that felt like a thousand red hot needles digging into his skin. Fangerie attempted to follow up with a punch directly to Dabu's face but just at the last moment Dabu recovered and caught her fist using her own momentum to flip her over while regaining his footing.
"I've trained my body to withstand far worse than that." Dabu stated as he leaped high into the air while forming an X with his arms before diving down at the prone Fangerie. Dabu's eyes widened as he noticed the strap of Fangerie's lacy pink bra poking out from her top. This momentary distraction was enough to through through Dabu off course as he landed inches beside her allowing Fangerie to jump up and move to safety.
"Is something wrong?" Fangerie inquired coyly. "Oh is it this?" Fangerie pointed to her still exposed bra strap. "It's just a little bra strap. You never saw a bra before?"
"N...No."
"How about I show you." Fangerie said playfully as she slowly took off her top revealing her tight lacy bra.
"P...P...put…"
"What's the matter? You look a little flushed." Fangerie said as she slowly approached Dabu putting extra emphasis on the sway of her hips. "What was that I can't quite hear you? Are you saying I should take more off?"
"Yeah, take more off!" The voice of a certain old perverted hermit rang out from the audience followed by a "Will you pipe down!" From Bulma.
Dabu began backing away as Fangerie continued her approach while starting to pull at her waistline slightly exposing her matching pink panties.
"Y...You...You won't…"
"I won't what?" Fangerie replied as Dabu neared the edge of the ring. "If you're a really good boy. I might just let you touch..." Fangerie ran a finger across Dabu's chest before attempting to push him out of the ring.
"No! I shall not be tempted by your sultry womanly flesh!" Dabu exclaimed as he closed his eyes grabbed Fangerie by her hands and flipped her over causing her to land outside the ring. As I said, it was fate that brought us together. You can declare me the victor now."
"Uh right." A slightly flustered T.A replied. "It looks like history has indeed repeated itself! Your winner by ring out, Dabu!"
"Nice going out there." Gohan said to Dabu as he made his way into the dugout.
"Thank you. Please win your fight Son Gohan. I would very much like to fight you."
"I'd like that too." Gohan replied.
"Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the final match of the first round! Introducing first on his way to the ring! He is the older twin brother of Gigaran and a fearsome competitor in his own right. He is Gigaron! And his opponent, his father, Son Goku, competed in several tournaments in the past and eventually won the 23rd World's Martial Arts Tournament and let me tell you something folks, that was a match I won't soon forget. So expect great things from this fighter. Please give it up for Son Gohan! Gigaron, are you ready!? Gohan, are you ready!? Ladies aaand Gentleman, are you ready!? Then let the match begin!"
"Let's have a good fight." Gohan said as he took his fighting stance.
"This isn't going to be a fight." Gigaron replied as he took his fighting stance. "It's going to be a beating."
"If you say so." Gohan replied before moving so fast it seemed as if he just appeared behind Gigaron.
"What the...Where did he!?"
Gohan tapped the large Gigaron on his shoulder causing him to turn around and just as he did he was greeted with a punch to the face knocking him back a few feet.
"Did you really expect a punch like that to beat me?"
"No. I just felt like testing you. You have some pretty thick skin."
"There's no one thicker than me!"
The raucous laughter of a certain perverted old hermit could be heard from the crowd.
"Unlike my brother, you'll find that I'm no pushover."
"In fact, you'll find my wind gale attack to be much stronger than his."
Gigaron began flapping his wings rapidly building up speed until a large gust of wind twice as strong as Gigaran's began emanating from them.
"Here we go again folks! But don't worry this time I'm prepared!" T.A exclaimed as he pointed to the heavily weighted boots on his feet.
Despite the force of Gale Wind Attack, Gohan remained steadfast in his the ring.
"Damn you! I guess I'll just have to put more effort into it!"
The force of Gigaron's Gale Wind Attack more than doubled in speed as the rate of his wing flaps increased. However, Gohan remained stationary even as several chunks of the ring began to dislodge themselves. As well as knocking T.A
"Incredible, despite this incredible wind pressure, Gohan hasn't moved an inch! I don't know how he's doing it folks, because even I'm about to lose my balaaaaance!" T.A exclaimed as he was once again knocked out of the ring.
"Damn it! How are you doing this!" Gigaron exclaimed as he began to take the air. "Fine if I can't knock you out of the ring, I'll knock you through it!"
Gigaron focused his Gale Wind Attack downward causing the ground beneath Gohan steadily crack and crumble.
"Soon you the ground beneath you will be fully gone and you'll be technically touching the ground and there's not a damn thing you can do about i…"
Gigaron's words were cut short as Gohan suddenly disappeared from his sight before quickly appearing behind him in the sky.
"Impo…" Gigaron began to say before being dropped down by an elbow to the back.
"Alright enough taking it easy." Gohan said as he landed next to Gigaron. Gohan attempted a knock a knock out blow to the downed Gigaron but as he did Gigaron lifted his head up and spat out a mass of fuschia colored goo that quickly surrounded Gohan's torso.
"Hahahahaha! How do you like my Super Merry-Go-Round Gum!? I'm glad my worthless little brother didn't use this during his fight. It's my trump card. Works best as a surprise attack. It's no use trying to break out. You might as well admit defeat now."
'Ah crapbaskets, I could easily break out of this if I went Super Saiyan...but...'
"Well, do you admit defeat?"
"No, I don't think so." Gohan replied as he kicked up off the ground before laying into Gigaron with a series of spinning kicks to his torso before finishing up with a kick to the head rendering the big behemoth unconscious.
"Incredible! Your knockout by winner. I mean your winner by knockout, Son Gohan!"
Like with Prince Chappa before him, Gohan waited until Gigaron regained consciousness and offered his hand to him but unlike his brother, Gigaron slapped Gohan's hand away in defiance before standing up on his own.
"I don't need your help!" Gigaron loudly exclaimed before making his way towards the exit.
"Sorry. Guess I didn't knock enough sense into him." Gohan said to Gigaran as he entered the dugout.
"It's alright. He'll calm down eventually."
"Hey Videl, do you mind?"
"Not at all." Videl replied before punching the Super Merry-Go-Round Gum shattering it into pieces.
"Incredible. That stuff is harder than steel and you just broke it like it was nothing." An astonished Gigaran stated.
"Alright ladies and Gentlemen, we're going to a little break. Let our fighters recharge their batteries and maybe try to repair the ring a little bit. Take this time to refresh your cold drinks and hot snacks! These next fights are going to be great!"
The first eight fights of the tournament have been decided. Gohan, Videl, Trunks, Gar, Sharpner, Dabu, Prince Chappa, and Brad Rye have all made it to the next round. Who will win and move on to the Semifinals? Find out next time on Azure's Revenge!
A/N
Yet another chapter down. I hope you enjoyed these fights. I was trying to harken back to the days of the original Dragon Ball with some of them. Please let me know your thoughts with a review. Remember to follow if you liked it, and as always, have a great day ~TheUltimateMystic.
