Chapter 17
"Bulma, look, now the top eight list is out," Oolong began to point at some of the staff in the ring and posed with a card.
Suddenly, the eight finalists have been determined, and all the audience continues to cheer. After all, the Tianxia Martial Arts Meeting, held every five years, is finally ready to start. The world's eight strongest finalists have already been decided here, and it's really exciting to think about it.
"The top eight of the Tianxia Martial Arts Association have now been revealed. Let's see who they really are!" The referee began to pick up the microphone and shouted passionately with a sense of ceremony. At this moment, the audience's enthusiasm was immediately aroused.
"The first round features our Master Roshi's number one disciple, Krillin, against the extremely smelly Bacterian!"
The referee began to call the two players and introduce them to the audience.
"I believe everyone knows that this Bacterian is extremely smelly. When the audience heard the news, they were worried about this guy named Krillin," the people around Bulma were talking.
"This little bald head fighting this Bacterian? I feel a little disgusted just thinking about it, how is he going to fight?"
"The referee said that Krillin is the number one disciple of Master Roshi. Is that correct (O_O)?!"
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Bulma, upon hearing the news, immediately grabbed the audience member who was talking and shouted, "You know nothing, wait and see!"
Oolong, unable to tolerate Bulma's sharp personality, casually inserted his opinion, "I have to say, Bulma, you're quite fierce; no wonder you can't find a husband."
When Bulma heard this, she glared at him, and Oolong immediately fell silent.
"It's alright; our young master Yamcha won't mind, Miss Bulma," Puar added from the side. The two reconciled, although Puar was right, Bulma didn't feel it was her fault.
"Are you saying it's all my fault?" Bulma looked at the two of them, giving them a threatening stare, causing Oolong and Puar to shut up.
Back to the ring at this point, Krillin didn't expect to be the first to appear. The sound of fireworks in the sky was accompanied by the cheers of the audience, filling the alley.
"This is indeed the demeanor that the world's martial arts association should have!" Krillin couldn't help but say.
Burst! Bacterian, known as the "Bacteriological Man," suddenly approached Krillin.
"Hey! Are you my opponent in the first game? You're so small! I really don't know how you made it to the quarterfinals!"
The Bacteriological Man stood in front of Krillin, and the others had already retreated dozens of meters away. Yamcha and Goku were no exception; they couldn't stand the extremely foul smell. However, Krillin stood calmly in place, looking at him.
"Don't ask me how I can stand here for so long, because I don't have a nose."
Although the characters in the Dragon Ball world were all quite robust on the outside, it was common for hostile players to taunt their opponents before the match.
Krillin was used to it. He couldn't smell it, but when he saw the black lump on Bacterian and the flies buzzing around him, even without a sense of smell, it made him feel disgusted.
Krillin replied calmly, "Oh!"
"You're really something, kid. Ordinary people can't even stand next to me for half a second. I admire you for that. But kids like you should go find your mother. This ring is where adults compete…"
Krillin ignored the mocking words that entered one ear and exited the other. After a brief exchange, Bacterian left with a smile.
Even where Bacterian walked, staff members had to use disinfection equipment to clean the area.
At this point, Goku and Yamcha approached Krillin with a question.
"I say, Krillin, why aren't you bothered by his body odor? I can't stand it," Yamcha said directly.
Krillin replied with a mischievous grin, "Because I don't have a nose."
At this moment, Goku and Yamcha examined him closely and realized that Krillin was right.
As for the rest of the matches, they were announced one by one, and the excitement in the arena continued to build.