Author's note: Hey guys. Meant to publish this sooner but school got in the way (XD). This chapter is a little short due to the fact that I didn't really know how to explain anything, but I doubt any of you will mind. Hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 4: Ego

"Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen! Our next two competitors are well known here. We have Vegeta who has participated in our past tournaments and Saiyia, who is well known for her skills and high ranking in the Mantai school. I may not know the outcome of this match but I have a feeling it will have a surprising outcome!

"I'll make you regret everything you said to me this day." Vegeta glared at her.

"Do your worst." Saiyia smirked.

No sooner did those words come from her mouth, Vegeta went on the offensive. He didn't leave room for her to react had he punched her square in the jaw, sending her flying. Without a moment's hesitation he continued and went on a relentless assault against her; each attack being worse than the last. Saiyia was completely defenseless against the mighty Saiyian and took every blow directly. With every blow Vetega's ego grew and the more he became sloppy with his work.

He let up on his assault with a final blow to her back, sending her into the floor of the arena and then retreated a few yards back to allow her to get up. Saiyia didn't move at first but eventually she slowly, and painfully stood up.

"Oh man, I don't know if I can watch this." Krillin cringed at Saiyia's condition. "It looks like Vegeta is going to win this and Saiyia is going to be given one hell of a beating in the end."

"I don't know Krillin." Goku said thoughtfully. "It looks as if she's allowing him to do this to her. It's as if she has some sort of plan."

"Looks like there is a brain under that muscular exterior." Laughter danced on the end of Isha's words.

"I don't get what Saiyia is aiming at." Krillin scratched his head.

"Just watch and you'll find out." Piccolo said gruffly. He could see what the woman was doing, and he had to admit it was pretty smart.

Vegeta followed up another almost endless assault with another blow to Saiyia's back. He was loving every moment of this. He watched as she struggled again to get up. She was breathing heavy and could barely look at him from her hunched over state. A large smirk spread across Vegeta's face. If it hadn't been against the rules he would have killed her by now but his desire to fight Kakarot in the finals kept him from breaking the rules.

After what seemed to be another endless assault he finally grew bored. The woman wasn't putting up a fight and he now knew the old man's warning was nothing but a joke.

"Well I've had a lot of fun Bitch, but I'm afraid out fun must end." His ego had become extremely high at this point. He could have said anything to this woman and wouldn't have cared how she felt.

He lunged for her; arm extended and hand clenched into a fist. One more blow and he would force her off the area. His eyes widened with shock as his punched missed its target and he felt a strong grip on his arm.

Saiyia dodged the attack by quickly tilting her head to the side and as his fist flew past her she grabbed his upper arm. "You're right Vegeta, this does have to end. I'm getting quite bored with playing this little game."

Vegeta was having a hard time grasping her words. "There is now way she has been toying with me! There's just no way!" His anger began to boil. He ripped his arm out of her grasp and tried to hit her again, only to miss. He threw up his leg for a mid kick but she easily blocked it with her arm. Vegeta could feel her ki pulsing through her arm, softening the impact of the blow.

He wouldn't stand for this humiliation. He tried another round of attacks but each blow she either matched with a block or dodged completely. Vegeta pushed her back with each attempt. If he could get her close enough to the edge and manage to knock her off he would win; his pride still intact.

Saiyia's heel met the edge of the arena. Vegeta, desperate to win, hyper extended his next punch in attempt to overpower her. His effort was met with a sharp pain in his gut. Saiyia had dodged and kneed him full force. But she didn't end there. Saiyia followed up by elbowing him in the back and just before Vegeta hit the wall she kneed him in the face sending him skyward. Vegeta didn't go far before she appeared above him and made a final blow to his back with both her fists clamped together, sending him hurdling to the ground.

Vegeta was powerless to stop his movement. Each blow Saiyia had thrown had small amounts of ki thrown in and to make it worse each hit seemed to prevent movement of any kind on his part, including ki usage. Vegeta met the earth full force with a sickening thud. Saiyia just hovered over him, waiting for him to get up.

"Wow! Ladies and Gentlemen, in a strange turn of events, Saiyia has turned the tables on Vegeta and knocked him out of the ring!"

The crowd cheered with excitement. They had certainly thought Saiyia was going to lose but she, as the announcer had predicted, turned the tables and gave the most surprising outcome they had seen yet.

Vegeta finally found the strength to move and slowly pushed himself off the ground. He was pissed at how easily the woman had taken him down and how badly she had been able to humiliate him.

"H-how? How did you do it?" He couldn't figure it out. He was so certain she was beat and yet she was able to find ki control he didn't think she had and use it against him. Where did it all come from?

Saiyia landed on the area, her back facing him. "Your pride is your downfall." Vegeta was shocked. He had heard those words before but only now did he really think about them. "You are willing to show your pride to all who lay eyes on you. I saw this when we had first met and tested to see how far it could be pushed. After three run-ins with you I could tell it was almost limitless and if fueled enough, it would blind you.

"I allowed you to strike, knowing each time you landed a blow your ego would get in the way of your judgment. When you decided it was time to end the match I knew your pride had reached its peak and it was time to show you how blind you truly were."

Saiyia walked away, giving the excited crowd a slight wave and walked into the waiting lobby, leaving Vegeta to awe in the brilliance of her carefully planned strategy.

Saiyia didn't enter the lobby however. Instead she jumped up and seated herself on the roof in order to obtain a better look of the rest of the tournament. Tye, who had moved to the doorway to get a better "look" of the match, joined her.

"I-I can't believe she beat Vegeta!" Krillin stuttered.

"I can." Trunks grunted. "Father's pride is too large for his own good and he's never faced an opponent that used more brains than brawns; no offence Goku."

"None taken." Goku laughed.

No one said anything as Vegeta walked through the doorway. He didn't acknowledge any of them as he passed, too caught up in his wounded pride.

"Ok, now that the stage has been cleared of both prior contestants let us go on to round six!" The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "Our next two contestants will be Clay and Ma Junior!"

Piccolo had confidence he would win but he didn't relish this encounter. The way the three women treated the man showed how lousy of a person he was and he doubted his fighting skills were any better.

The two fighters stood next to each other at the entrance, briefly acknowledging each other with a side glance. They started to walk to the area but Clay stopped and looked at Saiyia and Tye.

"Aren't you going to wish me luck Saiyia?" The small smirk on his face showed he was up to something.

"Sure." She smiled at him. "Good luck not getting your ass handed to you." Clay gritted his teeth as Saiyia laughed at him. It wasn't the reply he had been hoping for. "Ma Junior." Piccolo knew she found amusement in his fake name. "Do me a favor and break his leg or even both while you're at it."

"Add in an arm too!" Ramria yelled from one of the small lobby windows.

Clay spit on the ground in annoyance and stormed up to the stage. "This is going to be annoying." Piccolo calmly followed.

"Begin!"

"Alright you green skinned freak." Clay glared at Piccolo. "I'll make this as quick as possible. I don't have all day."

"He's like a human version of Vegeta." Piccolo thought. "No wonder those three hate him."

The two fighters squared off; both wanting this to end quickly for his own reason. The fight didn't last long. Clay was too cocky and left many weak points open which Piccolo readily took to attack. In only a few minutes Piccolo had severely beaten Clay and knocked him out of the ring.

"Ma Junior is the winner!"

Even though the match was short the crowd still cheered. Piccolo made his way off the arena and over to the lobby. Before he entered he glanced up at Saiyia who was intently watching him. She had that look in her eyes again and as he met her stare a half smile, half smirk formed on her face. Piccolo pulled his attention away from her and focused on more important matters, how to defeat her.