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Fanfic: Das Kampfsportturnier (Fortsetzung zu: Die goldene Saiyajin-Rüstung) 6. Teil

Chapter: The martial arts tournament (continued to: The golden Saiyajin armor) 6th part

The big tournament




“Morning Yukibo!” Son Satan gave her a kiss and put her breakfast in front of her. They kissed passionately for another five minutes and then went to real breakfast. After they had eaten everything (the food would have been enough for entire armies, typically Saiyajins) they flew to Kame Island, where everyone meets. They were the last and now invented one excuse after the next so that the others would not find out about what they were doing. Only nobody believed it and everyone had the same assumption, but nobody expressed it. They all got on a plane from Bulma and flew to the island where the fighting tournament was to take place. During the flight, Vegeta wanted to talk to his daughter a few times (he just can't stand it), but thought about it again and again because he knew that his daughter would beat him up (she's a lot stronger and first right when she gets mad) and she would never speak to him again.In addition, during the flight there were the typical, worried sayings from ChiChi, who is still worried about her sons.


When they were shortly before the battle arena, they could already see the gigantic dimensions of the arena. In the middle of the island was the huge arena, all around a folk festival and many stalls.


"Let's go to the arrival notification people first!"


"Yes exactly, Kakarott! Just don't be late! I want to finally teach you the lesson of your life, so hurry up!" Vegeta was really excited! This would be his last chance to measure himself against Kakarott. They went to the arrival notice and they were instructed to go to the cabins until all the fighters would be called into the arena to show the audience who was participating. As instructed, they went into the cabins, while their wives sat down in the VIP box and waited anxiously for it to finally start. Before that, however, there was a show program.A circus that presented its best attractions, a couple of entertainers and a couple of Shaolin monks who showed what `pain` they endured. Then the time had finally come.


“All the fighters out of the cubicles and into the arena!” Everyone stormed out and when Group Z (except Yamcha, Tenshinhan and Chaozu, who are not in the tournament and still no piccolo in sight) went into the arena, they could can't believe what they saw there. There were at least a hundred thousand people in the arena, shouting wildly and making bets. The sight was incredible. One of the participants pissed his pants when he was in the arena because he is simply not used to standing in front of such crowds. When they finally stood on the ring, they could see that it was at least twice as big as the one at the last big tournament.


"Ah, look over there! Bardock and TruGeta. Ha Ha Ha. The cowards who never defend themselves and put up with everything are at the tournament!"Ha Ha Ha "came from a running meter, which only had muscle attachments (but it is quite fast).


"You. I hope that one of us has to go up against you! Then you can finally see what it is like to be humiliated and not able to do anything."


"You don't mean that, do you? I'll finish you off with my left hand!"


"Wait a minute!" were her words before turning away from him.


"Ladies and gentlemen! I ask for your silence. ... These are the fighters who will take part in the three different types of tournaments today. On my right you can see those who are taking part in the senior tournament, aged 50 and over. Behind me are those who, who take part in the normal tournament, every 15-49 years. And on my left you see the one of the children's tournament! All not older than 14. I now ask the fighters to go back to their cabins and wait for their turn The fighters will watch the current fight on TV in the meantime, in which they are not fighting."The fighters went back into the dressing room and before the draw for the junior tournament began, the Saiyajins had another 'small' snack.
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