The time of the World Martial Arts tournament had come. A world tradition started over a century prior. The turtle school flew on an airplane to the world tournament. They arrived at the check in where they met Yamcha once again. Sup Yamcha! AH! Yamcha recognized the voice and got on self defense. No hard feelings homie, I've grown since then. Kaine said, trying to calm down the former bandit. Heh, sorry. I thought you were someone else. Yamcha lied, scratching his head. No you didn't. Kaine thought.
Kaine! Bulma yelled from a distance. Bulma! He yelled before hugging her and capturing her lips in a kiss. How's training been going? Bulma asked. Its been going well and I've gotten stronger. He replied, flexing his even more defined muscle. Yamcha began to sweat. He was hoping he bridged the gap with Kaine but he wasn't feeling confident. Especially after that cute Girl ignored him and went for Kaine. The team slept in preparation for the tournament tomorrow.
Master Roshi gave his students the turtle hermit gi's. Kaine took the pants, the boots and wristbands but kept his black tank top on. Whats the matter Kaine, you don't like the top? Roshi asked him. I will always represent my masters but I won't remove my identity from the outfit completely though. That's my motto old man. Kaine replied.
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The 3 fighters walked in the building with all the fighters and the Saiyan's blood began to boil with excitement from the inherent nature of his race. He began shadow boxing in the waiting room intently. Krillin was lowkey shitting his pants looking at all the large participants. Kaine noticed and tapped his companion on the shoulder, the Saiyan nodded and the bald man understood, having his confident smile restored. One of the tournament people explained the elimination match rules to the fighters. The fighters drew raffles to find out who they would be having to fight. Looks like I'm 70, Kaine said. I'm 93, Krillin said.
It looks like you two are in block 3. I'm in block 2 because I don't want to be in the same bracket as you. Yamcha said. Desert Bandit ducking a fade says what? Kaine replied with a smirk on his face. I'm not avoiding fighting you, Yamcha replied. I just want to make it to the real thing so we can fight. Oh alright. The Saiyan said with a serious look on his face. Fighters 69 and 70! The announcer said. Time to put belt to ass. Kaine said, putting his fists together. Good luck, Kaine. Krillin Said. Thanks Krillin you're goated you know that. The Saiyan said sincerely.
The opponent Kaine was fighting looked like Mark Henry, Steve Harvey, and William Taft condensed into 1 human being. He pushed the big oaf out of the ring with ease. Big fella busted his ass though. Ayo, someone check on big fella. The saiyan said, trying not to laugh. That was a very lucky win, Kaine. Krillin said enthusiastically. Hell nah, we gotta hold back during this tournament before we kill THEM! He said to the bald kid seriously.
Well well well, if it isn't our old punching bag. Some bald people in Oren Temple Gi's said walking up. These were the Orin temple bullies from the series. Both yall need to shut yall bald asses up. Fanboy and chum chum looking asses. What the hell are you talking about? The short fat one asked. What I'm saying is yall rotund and anorexic ass niggas can't hang with my boy Krillin. He would treat yall like sum frauds. Bum ass lil boys. Kaine finished. Oh is that right? The tall skinny one asked. He was a punching bag back at our school. They started to laugh then walk away. Instead of getting nervous the bald man clentched his fist in anger. That's how you're supposed to feel Krillin. Kaine said before walking away.
Fighter 93 and 94. The announcer said. Adrenaline. One's fear can be anger instead. A rage born of conviction to win, to survive. It is what helped humans become the apex predators of Earth. The skinny Orin temple fighter made one sly comment and Krillin fell for the rage bait. The result was the bald bully genuinely getting catapulted through a wall. Friendly Fire.
Yamcha fought some dude that looked like Zangrief from Street fighter if he was like 300 pounds extra and 3 feet tal- He went down in one kick. Everybody in this tournament is so washed. Kaine thought. HE kicked some dude that looked like Apollo Creed out of the ring. Krillin defeated Bruce Lee. But not before pump faking him by feigning getting his ass kicked.
The 3 fighters steamrolled through the competition making it to the finals. They were chilling in the waiting room for the finalists. Kaine saw some Buddhist/Monk looking dude and a literal fucking dinosaur. Nam of the Taola Village and Giran, the intelligent Prehistoric creature and Chief of the Dinosaur Village. He also saw Jackie Chun who was perving on the purple haired beauty. Ranfan.
Ranfan was a true beauty. She had her signature curly purple hair and her model face with no blemishes besides a beauty mark on the lower part of her left cheek. She was wearing a blue short sleeved shirt and some green pants that did absolutely nothing to hide her curves. Her shirt showed off much more cleavage than Kaine had seen in the show. She looked to be about a Double F cup Breast size. Her pants accentuated her child bearing hips and thick thighs too. She was up against the yellow wall but her ass was poking out from all sides matching her thighs well. She also had some full bimbo lips with soft pink lipstick that were made for sucking dick. She looked like a Pornstar that snuck in the tournament for some dick. No Bullshit.
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She didn't like Ro- I mean Jackie Chun's perving so Kaine shooed him away. Stop that perv shit, weird ass old man. He said yelling at the man before taking up a fighting stance. I advise you to save your fighting spirit for the match, young man. The hermit said, walking away. If there was one thing that that old man was right about doing, it was thinking you are a stunning woman. My name is Kaine. The young man said holding his hand out for her to shake. Oh, I'm Ranfan, she said before shaking his hand. It looks like I'm not the only model in this tournament though. You're quite a hunk yourself, are you married? She said and asked after shaking the man's hand. Nah but I'm a lot for one woman to handle. Kaine said huskily. I'll handle whatever you got in there. She said in a quiet sensual whisper while looking down at his pants. After I win this tournament I can show you. He said matching her sensual whisper with one of his own.
After that flirtatious encounter some musty ass nigga smelling like poverty and sadness walked past the two. The announcer explained the rules to us and how the brackets work. We all drew our cards. Poor Krillin had to fight the bastard that smelled like straight brown. He smelled like the malevolent nature of all forms of life in the universe. Good luck Krillin, Kaine said before holding his nose as professor X from resident evil walked past them. The rest of the fighters learned their placements and went to go eat something.
"THATS, RIGHT PEOPLE ITS TIME FOR THE QUARTERFINALS OF THE WORLD TOURNAMENT! The announcer exclaimed from his Microphone. FIRST MATCH! BATERICAN VERSUS KRILLIN. SECOND MATCH! JACKIE CHUN VERSUS YAMCHA. THIRD MATCH! RANFAN VERSUS NAM. FOURTH MATCH! KAINE VERSUS GIRAN. THE FIRST MATCH WILL START SOON AND WITH THAT SAID, MAY I REMIND YOU ALL THAT THE CHAMPION TAKES HOME A 500000 ZENI PRIZE! The announcer elaborated. A dog barked into a mic for some reason but then the matches started.
WOULD THE FIRST FIGHTERS PLEASE COME DOWN!? The announcer requested. The crowd began to cheer. LETS GET THOSE PUNCHES FLYING! GOOOONG! The announcer exclaimed then a gong sounded signaling the start of the match. The Nasty ass bastard tried to touch Krillin with his dirty ass hands but Krillin wasn't going for any of that and activated his spidey senses. What Krillin wasn't prepared for was this Nasty Bitch's green card that stuns you in place with its odious hog breath produced by his mouth.
Bacterian charged up a level 7 stink beam by digging in his crotch for a conniving stench. Then he put Krillin in a putrid chokehold. RELEASE HIS GRIP NIGGA YOU GOT HANDS I SEEN THEM! Kaine exclaimed, remembering the bald nigga could box. Krillin broke free from Bacterian's grip and kicked him in the mouth, knocking him over. Krillin tried to escape after getting cornered but Bactrian's 900 pound ass genuinely started bouncing on him. Pause. But Krillin tried to push him up off of him so he could get out of the corner but the sad excuse for a lifeform ripped ass.
The smell molested everyone's nostrils and Kaine almost died, not only from the smell but from watching war crimes being committed right in front of him. This might be it for- Kaine paused. KRILLIN! YOU DON'T. HAVE. A FUCKING. NOSE! Kaine exclaimed. Hey he's right. Krillin thought. Bacterian tried to spit out straight toxic waste but Krillin dodged and hit him out of the ring with a well placed side kick. CONTESTANT KRILLIN HAS KNOCKED OUT BACTERIAN! The announcer exclaimed.
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE FOLKS. IT'S YOUNG VERSUS OLD. YAMCHA VERSUS JACKIE CHUN. Wish me luck. Yamcha said before parting from his fellow teens. IN THE ORANGE AND GREEN WE HAVE YAMCHA. IN THE BLACK AND WHITE, JACKIE CHUN! The announcer exclaimed. It was during this fight Kaine started understanding what made Goku the president of weave nation. Yamcha was getting played with as Jackie Chun effortlessly dodged his attacks. W….WOLF FANG FIST! Yamcha yelled before charging at the old hermit once again. Rosh- I mean Jackie started getting creative and did acrobatics around Yamcha making him rubberneck to find Jackie twice. The old man finished the match by hitting Yamcha with a fist of compressed air, sending him out of the ring. T…..THAT'S A RING OUT! The announcer exclaimed. JACKIE CHUN IS THE WINNER. DAMN! Yamcha got his shit rocked! Kaine thought. Hey… do I know you from somewhere? Yamcha asked Roshi. I MEAN JACKIE CHUN! DAMMNIT!
NEXT ROUND IS NAM VERSUS RAMFAN! The announcer exclaimed. LET THE THIRD MATCH BEGIN! The woman tried to bait Nam at first but he was holding it down for the set because bread was on the line. That was until Ranfan removed a few articles of clothing. Underneath her clothing she was wearing a pink bra and some pink panties. Her tits were stretching through them so much that Kaine's keen eyes could see her areola poking through on her right breast.
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I was definitely going to tap that later. He thought. Nam nearly folded like laundry, being stunned with fear, it did not snow where Nam was from, both figuratively and literally. Luckily Nam remembered he had 4 other senses and knocked her out of the ring. NAM BRINGS HOME THE WIN PEOPLE! The crowd cheered.
After that it was Kaine's turn and his opponent was the dinosaur bastard that half-assed eating all his food. As someone who was broke at one point in his past life, he hated seeing people waste food. NEXT MATCH GIRAN VERSUS KAINE! Buuuut, then it started thundering and raining so the match got postponed until the weather got better. I would keep my guard up Kaine, that Giran guy seems like a trickster. Yamcha said. I won't hold back against anybody that takes one bite of a chicken leg and then throws it away. The Saiyan replied seriously. The students of Orin started talking shit but Giran lowkey fleeced them niggas. Kami thank you for this fade, Kaine said happily. Yamcha stepped in first but the big burly monster was too strong. My time has come to be your executioner. Kaine said with a genuine smile on face, staring at Giran. Jackie Chun stopped them, reminding the fighters that they could get disqualified and that there were 500 bands on the line so Kaine locked in. I guess I'll just beat you in the arena kid. Giran said arrogantly. I'm not walking away from the tourney without 500 bands. Kaine replied calmly.
A little while later the sun suddenly erased all clouds in the sky and they were allowed to make their way back to the arena for their fight. LET THE FOURTH MATCH BEGIN! The announcer exclaimed. Hey kid lemme show you a secret. Giran said. The perceptive Saiyan stared at him with soulless eyes for a solid 10 seconds before instantly, and without warning, elbowing him in the gut and throwing his prehistoric ass out of the arena. Unfortunately, the dinosaur had wings and flew back into the Arena. Kaine aimed for a jab to his liver, succeeding in stunning him before landing a violent axe handle to the back of his head knocking him out cold. AND CONTESTANT KAINE GOES ONTO THE SEMI FINALS! The announcer exclaimed. Jackie chun was doing some stupid dance but the Saiyan decided to join him.
Now that the entertainment is over. LET THE FIRST MATCH OF THE SEMIFINALS BEGIN!
Krillin and Jackie Chun stared at each other intently, strategizing. Krillin dished out a flurry of fists that Jackie Chun was initially able to dodge but had to start putting hands up to defend himself. Not too bad, kid. Jackie Chun said to Krillin. Jackie started testing Krillin's speed. The young warrior felt demoralized by the Og's speed. YOU CAN DO IT KRILLIN! YOU'RE GOATED! Kaine yelled. Krillin, hearing the words of his friend, was encouraged and began adapting to the hermits speed. Then the two did most tom and jerry shit in the fraction of a second. Having to explain it to a ref.
"So yeah he distracted me with rock paper scissors then kicked me in the back of the neck". Krillin Said. Krillin stunned Jackie with his trap card. He pulled out underwear and when Jackie tried to reach for it Krillin hit him with a Shawn Michaels superkick and hit the motherfucker out of the ring but Jackie used a Kamehameha to bounce back in without hitting the ground. Krillin got desperate and started doing random bullshit before getting baited by the afterimage technique. The poor kid was confused and got knocked out cold. Well at least I can copy it now and use it against him. Kaine thought.
THE SECOND SEMIFINAL MATCH IS ABOUT TO BEGIN. WILL NAM AND KAINE PLEASE COME TO THE ARENA? The announcer asked. LET THE PENULTIMATE MATCH, BEGIN. The announcer said.
Kaine wanted his 500 bands and Nam wasn't in the same league as Roshi so the Saiyan lowkey battered the dude with punches whilst spamming afterimage. W...WHAT! Kaine learned your technique after seeing it one time! Yamcha announced, shocked. W….WHOOPS! Kaine said while slipping and falling. The plotting Saiyan pretended to be winded. Nam jumped into the air to use his strongest technique. Nam flew hundreds of feet before propelling himself to the ground like a missle with his arms crossed in front of him. CROSS ARM DI- Kaine sprang up suddenly when Nam was only 9 feet above him and spun rapidly. SEVERE LEAF HURRICANE. He yelled before taking a move out of the Taijutsu Master, Might Guy's book and kicking Nam out of the ring. AND CONTESTANT NAM HAS BEEN RINGED OUT! The announcer yelled. The crowd roared like never before. A 16 YEAR OLD BOY HAS WON THE SEMI FINALS AND WILL BE COMPETING FOR THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! It's time to beat the boss. Kaine thought. You seem to be excited Kaine. The announcer said. I need them 500 Bands announcer. Kaine said in a goofy voice. The next match began shortly thereafter.
JACKIE CHUN VERSUS KAINE. THE MATCH BEGINS. The announcer said. Roshi took up the offensive but Kaine blocked all of his hits with supreme precision. He tested his speed against the hermits. They traded blows back and forth. Kaine would throw a right kick and Chun would block with his left hand and would attempt to counter with a hit to the face that was swatted away by Kaine before he parried his next jab towards his liver, finishing by quickly delivering a left hook to his face that he blocked. The master martial artist was moderately easy for the warrior to follow and after blocking his strikes he counterattacked by throwing a blow to his liver that he blocked. The Saiyan dashed backwards and Roshi quickly charged a Kamehameha aiming to shoot it at him while he was stepping back but the crafty Saiyan countered with his own. KAMEHAMEHA!! They both shouted in unison. The intense blue beams illuminated the ring. The Shockwave knocked the hermit back but the young warrior remained standing.
That's not my only trick, old man. Show me what else you got. Kaine said curious and serious. Roshi used the afterimage technique. Kaine closed his eyes waiting for him to attack. Are you just going to stand behind me until you fall asleep Mr? Kaine said before kicking backwards to hit air and then creating an after image to avoid Chun's counterattack. W… what? You little copycat. Jackie Chun said, annoyed. The quadruple afterimage made Chun's brain do jumping jack's. He tried to use drunken boxing. Kaine hard countered the art with the rage of sparta. RAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! Kaine yelled. Placing precise yet vicious blows across Roshi. The man learned to hone his own fighting style to the point where even his harshest punches were accurate. His attacks required low thinking to execute but they were too unpredictable for the hermit to follow. The turtle hermit's training had made the Saiyans brutal and precise fighting style even more unpredictable.
GREAT APE AVALANCHE! He screamed, landing devastating blows before knocking Jackie Chun out of the ring with brutal force. KAINE IS THE FIRST 16 YEAR OLD TO WIN THE MARTIAL ARTS TOURNAMENT. HE WILL TAKE HOME TO 500000 DOLLAR PRIZE.
The audience roared the loudest they had yelled all day. Hey Mr. Your techniques are amazing. Strong people like you are what encourage me to keep growing stronger and to never grow complacent. I aim to find the strongest people on earth and beyond. To continue to test myself. Kaine said while helping the awakened Jackie Chun. That reassures me, kid. I'm sure your master would be proud. Chun said, exhausted. Kaine's words had reassured his master that he would not grow cocky and complacent, making it no longer a necessity to teach the warrior what he already knew.
Power Levels
Kaine: 205 (Suppressed)
Jackie Chun: 160
Krillin: 50
Yamcha:45