Recoome got to his feet and dusted himself off. "Good. You've succeeded in making me angry. Warm-up's over. Now the real fun begins."
He pushed off the ground with both feet and charged at Sun Wumian. "Recoome Flying Kick!"
A battle power of 120,000? That's quite a bit stronger than his counterpart in Universe 7. Perfect. I couldn't ask for a better sparring partner.
Sun Wumian looked surprised for a moment, then charged forward even faster and blocked his opponent's flying kick with one hand.
"Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!"
To the onlookers, the two seemed evenly matched. In reality, Sun Wumian had the upper hand. He was simply getting used to his newly acquired strength.
After a while, Recoome realized his ordinary attacks weren't working. He used the force of their clash to pull back and create some distance.
"Feast your eyes on this! Continuous Fire! Attack!"
A barrage of Ki Blasts exploded all over Sun Wumian. Smoke billowed from the blasts, obscuring him from everyone outside the arena.
"Cough. That was quite a fireworks display. Too bad it didn't do much." As the smoke cleared, a figure without so much as a scratch came into view.
"How is that possible? His battle power is clearly only 60,000, yet he's unharmed after Recoome's full-force attack?" Jeice said in disbelief.
"Hey, Recoome, were you holding back?" Captain Ginyu called loudly.
In fact, the opposite was true: Sun Wumian had been holding back. He didn't need to power up to fight Recoome. He only had to increase his strength at the moment he attacked or defended, too quickly for the Scouter to register.
"Hmph! I was just careless before. Now I'll show you what death feels like. Are you ready?"
As he spoke, Recoome landed in the arena and struck a new pose, raising both arms high. "Recoome! Attack! Battle technique..."
"Again?" Sun Wumian sped up and appeared in front of him in an instant, then landed a heavy punch. GgDown8
"Ah... damn you... ugh... ugh..." Recoome slowly toppled over, striking Yamcha's classic falling pose.
"Sorry, your pose was just too ridiculous. I couldn't help myself..." Sun Wumian tossed out a remark and turned back toward the waiting area.
The referee and host then announced the winner.
"Your name's Sun Wumian, right? Why did you hit one of my Ginyu Force members so hard?" Captain Ginyu came over and demanded, his face dark.
"What, I just got a new power and I'm having trouble controlling how hard I hit." Sun Wumian spoke bluntly. He had no interest in being polite to Frost and his hypocritical lot.
"Fine. When you face me, I'll make you taste the same thing." Ginyu left him with a threat, then headed toward the arena. His opponent in the next match was a mid-level fighter from the Sadala Army.
Is that so? Just what I wanted. That Recoome guy was way too weak. He was hardly any help in getting used to my new battle power, Sun Wumian thought.
"This is getting more and more interesting. Ginyu's battle power is over 200,000, and it seems that still isn't his full strength." Sun Wumian sat in the waiting area, watching the match and speaking to himself.
But he wasn't worried in the slightest. With the Super Saiyan Check-in System, he could practically stand undefeated. No matter how strong you are, one check-in and I'll catch up.
After a short while, Ginyu knocked his opponent out of the arena. The Sadala Army fighter, whose battle power didn't even reach 200,000, stood no chance.
As the matches came to an end one by one, the eight quarterfinalists were decided.
They were Sun Wumian, Ginyu, Cabba, the Mysterious Saiyan, Jeice, and three Sadala Army fighters whose strength was close to that of high-level warriors.
"We'll continue with the second round after a ten-minute break," the host announced.
"Not bad, Sun Wumian. Keep it up and bring home the final victory." Caulifla came over, patted Sun Wumian on the shoulder, and spoke.
"Miss, this is the competitors' waiting area. If you're not a contestant, please don't enter. You'll have to leave now." A staff member came over and addressed Caulifla, who had entered the competitors' waiting area without permission.
"Hm? You don't know who I am? So what if I want to stay here?" Caulifla turned and glared at him.
"Y-You're Miss Caulifla? Please... feel free to stay." Once the staff member recognized her, he trembled with fear and even began addressing her formally.
"Hey, Caulifla, what are you doing over here?" Cabba came over, surprised.
"Hey, Cabba, who exactly is Caulifla? Why does everyone seem afraid of her status, rather than afraid of her personally?" Sun Wumian pulled Cabba aside and whispered.
"Huh? You didn't know? She's the younger sister of the King of Sadala. Everyone knows that."
"What? Is that so?" Sun Wumian was astonished. "Then why did she leave the Royal City and set herself up as a bandit?"
Cabba was just about to answer when Caulifla came closer. "Hey, what are you two whispering about?"
"Nothing. It has nothing to do with you anyway."
"What? Then it definitely has something to do with me. Tell me."
Oh, come on, Cabba. You just gave yourself away. "Actually, I was asking Cabba why you're so strong, Caulifla, yet you don't join the Sadala Army."
"Tch, I thought it was something serious. Of course it's because I'm so strong that there's no need for me to associate with the weak."
Impressive. I'd support anything but the wall—I'm impressed by you.
At long last, Sun Wumian's second match began. His opponent was none other than Ginyu.
"Kid, are you ready to face my fury?"
"Is that so? I just hope you're actually capable of it." Sun Wumian rubbed his nose and grinned.
"Oh? You're pretty confident. I'd estimate your battle power at 300,000. And here's something else you should know: I can change my battle power at will, too."
As Ginyu spoke, he made the first move, darting forward at incredible speed. Even a haze formed around his body.
Smack! Thud!
The two exchanged blows without giving an inch. After a dazzling flurry of attacks, they stood apart on opposite sides of the arena once more.
"I see. Interesting. You seem a little stronger than I expected."
"I think you're a little weaker than I expected," Sun Wumian replied.
"What? You're too arrogant. I'll beat you until you can't get back up."
"As expected of Captain Ginyu. He isn't rattled at all. Even if that kid's battle power is 300,000, the captain's is still higher," Jeice muttered to himself in the waiting area.
"Ha!" Ginyu bellowed and fired a blast from his palm.
Boom! It exploded right where Sun Wumian had been standing.
Whoosh! But Sun Wumian had already vanished, reappearing behind his opponent and kicking him in midair.
Ginyu ducked to avoid the blow, then countered with a chop of his hand.
Crack! Sun Wumian vanished again.
"Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hyaaah!"
They exchanged another flurry of punches and kicks. Sun Wumian gradually gained the upper hand. It was working—his battle power was steadily being converted into his true strength.
Seeing that his ordinary attacks weren't working, Ginyu flew rapidly into the sky, intending to attack with a Ki Blast.
But Sun Wumian was even faster. In an instant, he had flown above him.
"What? He's so fast—he's even faster than me!"
Then Sun Wumian landed a vicious kick, sending Ginyu crashing down out of the arena. He nearly got buried in the ground.
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