Legend of Ayaba in Dragon Ball

() "Boom!" With the banging of the yellow bell, the 29th World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament officially began.

The audience in the stands immediately became excited, and the large martial arts arena, which could accommodate 10,000 people, was filled with people. The audience cheered at the top of their lungs and cheered for the players they supported. The cheers and shouts could be heard throughout the venue.

Ayaba was sitting on the second floor viewing platform. From this position, she could clearly see every player entering the arena.

After the rules of the Budokai were changed, many situations also changed. The most obvious one was the cancellation of the preliminaries. It cannot be said that the preliminaries were canceled, but that the preliminaries were ended early in another form. Since the registration period was advanced by more than a month

month, giving the organizers enough time to make arrangements, and the Budokai has become a mainstream event, so it is necessary to set up a regular one outside the venue, with the combat effectiveness index as the threshold.

The real martial arts tournament starts with the promotion competition.

But even so, there are still many players entering the martial arts competition, and they will have to decide the champion within a week.

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"Beep--" the referee blew his whistle, and the morning's game was over.

Each and every one of the spectators was still unsatisfied. After walking out of the venue, they gathered in small groups and continued to discuss their feelings about the games.

The afternoon game will be held at a little after one o'clock, which is enough time for the audience to take a good rest after finishing their meal.

Ayaba and others walked along the tree-lined path, laughing and talking.

The descendants of the Dragon Ball Warriors include Sun Wuten, Trunks, Marrow, and Bra. Although Sun Wuhan is of the same generation as them, he participated in the battle earlier, which can be regarded as Krillin's time. Among them, Sun Wuten and Trunks

Because there were too many people on Earth, it was meaningless to participate in the martial arts tournament. As girls, Maro and Bra didn't seem to be very interested in martial arts. In the end, only Son Wuhan's daughter Xiaofang participated in the martial arts competition.

one person.

In the afternoon, the competition continued in full swing. The level of the players was obviously much higher than that in the morning. Most of them were elites from various martial arts gyms. Taking part in the competition was not without the meaning of making a name for themselves.

"By the way, which game has Xiaofang been assigned to?"

Krillin was bored and chatted. These martial artists of the younger generation can be considered outstanding, but none of them in Dragon Ball Warriors have experienced hundreds of battles. Watching too many scenes of small fights will inevitably lead to aesthetic fatigue.

Maro yelled "Oh" and took the lead in taking a pamphlet and flipping through it. Pointing to the top item, she said: "Here, around three o'clock in the afternoon, it is scheduled for the 53rd game."

"Does that mean there's still more than an hour?" Clint was lying on the edge of the railing.

"Ah, you are here..." A slightly surprised voice sounded, and a blond old man ran over quickly. When he came to Klin and others, he held their hands and shook them vigorously, with a very excited expression.

Klin was a little confused, and he suddenly realized it after taking a closer look.

"So it's you. Aren't you hosting the competition below? How come you have time to come up?"

This blond old man is an old acquaintance of theirs and the host of the previous World No. 1 Budokai. It can be said that he has watched the Dragon Ball Warriors grow up step by step.

After so many years, he has become old.

The old host smiled and said, "I have left some things to the young people. Hehe, you are the pioneers who created the era of great martial arts. I also want to train a few successors!"

Ayaba glanced at the young man on the martial arts ring who looked exactly like the blond host, with a clear smile on his face. The commentator who was hosting the competition in full swing should be the descendant of the old host. He

I really want to get the whole family involved in the martial arts career.

"Ah! Are these children your descendants?" The old host looked at Bulla, Xiaofang and others aside with some surprise. He had seen Sun Wutian and Trunks when they were young, but Maro

,Bula, Xiaofang, but he doesn’t know her.

"Um."

"Very good, are they also participating in this competition?"

"Only she is participating." Ayaba stroked Xiaofang's head, and the little guy narrowed his eyes happily.

The old host nodded with interest and looked at Xiaofang with a bit of expectation. The descendants of the Dragon Ball Warriors must be extraordinary. He still clearly remembered ten years ago, when he was only seven or eight years old.

The amazing performances of Sun Wutian and Trunks. So even though Xiaofang is a girl and is still so young, he is still full of expectations.

After chatting happily with Ayaba and the others for a while, he left with a smile.

"Dad, is he familiar with you?" Maro smoothed her purple hair from her forehead.

"Yes, your Uncle Wukong and I have known him since we were children."

Klin's expression was somewhat nostalgic, and he couldn't help but smile. He remembered the first time he participated in the world's best martial arts competition. At that time, he was still very inferior. It was that martial arts competition that made him regain his confidence, and he was bumpy and bumpy along the way.

Come.

The professional spirit of the old host is admirable. He is the person on earth who knows Dragon Ball Warriors best besides Bulma and Zicui. I remember that during the Cell game seventeen years ago, he single-handedly led a camera crew to the frontier field.

reported.

The World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association proceeds in an orderly manner, and soon it is Xiaofang's turn.

"Come on Xiaofang!"

"Don't worry, Xiaofang, just use your usual training strength." Sun Wukong told him with a faint smile.

"Yeah!" Xiaofang clenched her fists, nodded vigorously, and then climbed onto the martial arts platform.

Xiaofang's opponent was a tall and powerful man, two or three meters tall, as strong as the city wall. Compared with such an opponent, Xiaofang's slender body was like a leaf that could be blown by the wind at any time.

"Hahaha, my opponent turned out to be a little kid. Even God is helping me win this game. Little guy, do you want me to give you a hand?" The shirtless man patted his chest and shouted arrogantly.

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"Need not."

Xiaofang shook her head and then looked at her opponent. She always remembered the teachings of her grandfather and great-grandfather, no matter who the opponent was, she should give her best.

"The game begins!"

The young host announced loudly, and then paid special attention to Xiaofang's actions. He couldn't understand why his father told him to pay special attention to this little girl.

The game started, and the shirtless man shook his arms in an exaggerated way.

Xiaofang bowed formally and formally, then she looked serious and jumped up, wow! Xiaofang's young body suddenly disappeared from the venue, and suddenly appeared at the neck of the big man. When the big man lost his mind, he turned in the air

, slapped the big man in the face.

The naked man was violently slapped away and fell to the ground, causing several cracks in the stone slabs on the ground.

Xiaofang continued to hit continuously, knocking the opponent unconscious with a bang, and then took the opponent's collar and threw it hard outside the venue. The strong man who was several meters tall fell out of the venue and was already unconscious.

The whole process is like an old ox pulling a heavy cart, very funny.

The whole place was silent, they were all stunned by Xiaofang's strength.

After a long period of silence, the audience burst into earth-shattering shouts.

"Awesome!" The young host wiped his sweat. Only then did he understand why his father asked him to pay special attention to her. This child turned out to be such a powerful person. As expected, Jiang is still hotter with age and has a vicious vision.

"Xiao Fang wins this game!!" He picked up the microphone and loudly announced the result of the game.

In a corner, the old host watched the competition on the ring with a keen eye, a smile appeared on his cheeks, and said secretly: "As expected of the granddaughter of Sun Wukong, her kung fu is so good at such a young age."

“Performing well.”

Xiaofang jumped off the ring, and Ayaba patted her head proudly, messing up her hair.

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