Chapter 19 Actual combat is the only criterion for testing strength
In the Flame Mountain branch of the Black Silk Army, several beast-shaped humans carrying submachine guns and wolf heads gathered together, chatting and fighting while smoking cigarettes. He was playing poker, and from time to time there were bursts of malicious and obscene laughter.
For vulgar ruffian soldiers like this, the content of their chats is nothing more than which family’s young daughter-in-law is good-looking and which family’s young daughter-in-law lives well.
Even for a principled superior like Captain Leopard, don't expect his subordinates to be all good men and women.
After all, the Black Silk Army is an evil organization, so don’t expect many good people in it.
"Come on, come on. Today's arena battle is about to begin."
There was a noise outside, accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps.
"Is there another ring battle today?" When one of the wolf-headed beast-shaped people playing cards saw this, he immediately stood up and patted his butt, looked around for a while and then asked in confusion.
"It seems so." Another wolf-headed beast-shaped human said: "The frequency of ring battles seems to be getting higher and higher recently. We obviously had three fights yesterday."
Then he gave a look on his face Said adoringly.
"As expected of that person, I wish I had half his strength."
It is the nature of all species to worship the strong, especially beast-shaped humans, who worship the strong more than ordinary people.
"Don't dream here. Play your cards honestly. A little Karami like you can kill ten of them in one breath." The last wolf-headed beast-shaped man hit himself friends.
“Ten? I bet twenty!”
“Thirty!”
"Hey, hey, hey, stop looking down on others."
The face of the wolf-headed man who was ridiculed turned green with anger.
"How long do you think these guys can hold on this time?"
At this time, the door to the room was pushed open, and a bear-headed beast-shaped man walked over from the door and interjected. : "I just heard that the people in the ring this time include the owner of the Muay Thai gym in the south, the Jonin of Oga Ryu in the north, and the people in the west. None of them are mediocre. They can last for at least an hour. .”
“One hour?”
"Last time, the great master who claimed to be tenth-dan judo couldn't even hold on for one round. Thanks to me betting a month's money on him, he couldn't hold on for even three minutes."
"Half an hour at most."
A few people were discussing each other.
"No fight, no fight."
The wolf head who was the first to stand up pushed the cards in his hand angrily and threw them all on the table: "I see The game is over, and this time I want to buy five minutes to be defeated.”
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be a scumbag. You've obviously lost. Give me money, give me money."
"Catch him! Don't let this thief escape!"
Three minutes back.
"Everyone, I accept it." Yamcha was wearing a white training uniform and stood in the center of the ring with his hands behind his back. His breath was steady, only the tips of his temples were slightly moist.
And all around him fell to the ground. Judging from the clothes worn by everyone, they were the martial arts masters that the beast-shaped people were talking about before. There were martial arts masters who originally opened martial arts halls near the Flame Mountain, and there were also some who came here to teach Yamucha a lesson, but without exception, they were all defeated.
In the early days of Dragon Ball World, martial arts flourished, and many people spent money to practice martial arts. They were all attracted to martial arts. This was the time when major martial arts schools and martial arts schools were at their strongest
Yamucha He set up the ring and announced that no matter how many people came and no matter what means were used, as long as he could defeat him in the ring, he would receive a 500,000 Sony bonus.
With the help of Captain Leopard, the news spread quickly, and many people wanted to give it a try.
You must know that the world's number one martial arts tournament, which brings together most of the martial arts masters, only has a prize of 500,000.
This is a considerable amount of wealth, at least before the currency in the Dragon Ball world is inflated.
So there is an endless stream of challengers.
At first, Yamcha had some difficulty, but with Pearl Jam's auxiliary ability, Yamcha soon adapted to the battle.
Although Taskmaster's version of 'Pearl Jam' is only one-tenth as effective, it can't be used many times, and any internal or external injuries have been eliminated after three times a day.
As a result, Yamucha's strength has improved rapidly during this period.
In just the past three months, he has now been able to easily defeat many gym owners without taking any damage.
In fact, Yamcha’s original intention was to find some real boxing masters and then learn their moves
However, real masters would not look down on 500,000 Sonys. And It's not like the World's Best Martial Arts Conference where you can gain fame, so the people who come are just ordinary masters.
There are very few people who can even force Yamcha to use the "Langya Fengfeng", let alone defeat him and let him learn it.
Fortunately, actual combat is the only criterion for testing strength. Even if he did not learn the boxing skills he wanted, through a large number of actual combat, Yamucha's progress was very rapid. At least in these three months, his The strength has at least doubled.
"As expected of you, brother Yamcha, your strength is getting stronger and stronger. None of those martial arts masters who think they are noble can be your opponent."
He arrived before anyone else, and he was rough after a long absence. Laughter sounded again, and Captain Leopard was seen walking slowly from the door.
"Commander Leopard, why is the quality of today's challengers so bad?"
Yamucha exhaled slightly and jumped down from the ring, ignoring the adoring people around him. Looking at him, he casually took a glass of juice from the waiter's hand and drank it.
Leopard Commander said in astonishment: "What? Brother, haven't you had enough of fighting yet?"
Yamcha bit the straw and replied casually: "Not enough. This is far from enough. I can't even warm up at this level. I was just a little excited and they all fell down. When will the next batch arrive?" Let them come over now.”
These days. The quality of the challengers has plummeted. Not to mention the real masters, there are not even characters named in the original work. Even Yamcha suspects that these challengers are not as strong as the fellow disciples of Kelin Duolin Temple. Anyway, They also have the confidence to participate in the world's best martial arts conference.
‘Speaking of the world’s best martial arts conference, do you want to participate in it? If I remember correctly, the 20th World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference seems to be next year (747 A.D.). ’
‘The champion is King Chaiba? ’
Before the twentieth session of the World’s No. 1 Martial Arts Conference, it was held every five years. Starting from the twenty-first session, it was changed to every three years because of sponsors.
Captain Leopard listened to Yamcha's words, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and said with a hint of helplessness: "I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. All the guys who have opened martial arts schools nearby have already been here today. They are the last batch."
He patted Yamucha on the shoulder with emotion and envy, and said sincerely.
"Brother, you are really too strong."
(End of this chapter)