Test matches

In a large warehouse located on the top of papaya mountain.

Fighters from all over the world gather for a competitive match to prove the strongest of all, the winner will take not only the fame of the world champion but also the two special prizes; ¥100,000 and the secret of Master Roshi's immortality!

"Welcome, gentlemen and ladies, please pay attention."

"I'm Jason Lee, the host and referee for this fight. Next I will call by numbers already given previously."

"These contestants will go up to the small martial arts dome and duel.

And this battle format will be used until the final, so be aware of what is allowed and what is not;

-Strangling or suffocating the opponent to death is not allowed.

-Weapons are not allowed.

-The use of special techniques such as the Kamehameha is not allowed. ( It works only for Master Roshi)

-The fight ends when a fighter surrenders, becomes unconscious or is disqualified.

-Participants cannot use objects to improve their performance.

-Masks or costumes cannot be worn.

-The referee and the public must be respected.

"Well, let's start!" *bong*

Number 36 and Number 14!

And so it continued until numbers 47 and 52 were heard.

With that Rick Sánchez faced his first contestant.

Face to face, both with similar physiques.

'But of course, that's all.'

As the cymbal sounded to signal the start, the man on the opposite side lunged towards me.

When he threw a punch he was surprised, because

Hitting me didn't work, so he continued with kicks, thrusts and ribs.

It was fun to watch, until he started trying to pinch me.

By then the spectators were already numb from seeing me standing before everything.

I raised an arm to place it on his shoulder.

And with nothing but strength, I lifted him up.

The big man on the opposite side became desperate when he saw that shaking his limbs had no results in freeing himself.

Seeing that he had no other option he resigned himself and shouted his surrender.

"Wow!"

" Incredible! "

"Does it have crotch protection!? "

They were one of the many exclamations that were heard in the surroundings.

My next opponent was a small one.

I had planned to continue with my previous plan.

But the little man turned out to have superhuman strength and he was able to lift me up too.

Although he did it with two hands, it was already a feat.

I didn't stay still and this time when I felt how the little one wanted to throw me, I kicked the air using geppo to propel myself to the sand with force.

When I got to the wrestling tataime I felt like I was crushing it but the inertia of the fall made me roll to the side.

When I turned around I no longer had him in sight.

I panicked a little and turned around quickly to see him in my field of vision.

Thanks to that I felt a grip on my leg.

Turns out he was here all this time!

Short in a judo suit and with dark skin, he was using all of his strength to try to put me in a footlock.

If he were an ordinary human he would have achieved it, but he is a superior among men.

I grabbed him and seeing him not letting go I told him.

"Give up, you did enough "

Seeing him shake his head I told him.

"I have no clean methods to get out of a hold and if I hit you hard you will be disabled when you leave the dome."

By continuing to shake your head. And with veins palpating on his forehead and arms.

I just sighed

"You have an commendable will"

Then to free himself, he shaked his leg vigorously.

Seeing no results, I jumped two meters to kick the ground with the surface of my entire leg.

The small competitor jumped quickly to the other leg .

He could not be caught in the air, the fluidity of movement is limited being in such an embarrassing position.

Seeing that I didn't arrive in time to grab him either.

I got up from the ground again.

This time with a new plan.

Well, Rick was limiting himself before public fights.

But he realized that no matter what year, this tournament will bring together the best at something and it was insulting not to take them seriously.

His now compromised leg softened and he retracted into himself for half a second.

Which he at the same time used to lift it away as high as possible.

The dwarf who was surprised to see how his grip was slipping turned around to see me with my leg raised vertically.

'Shit' is all he could think of when he received a kick.

he in turn hit him with her heel, causing his shoulder and part of his arm to tear.

...

Seeing the dwarf look at himself with fear,

I no longer had the patience to deal with him,

If he doesn't know how to give up in time, it's not his problem. He thought as he kicked him out of the arena.

Now with only 16 contestants, he already saw the possible opponents; a half-bull man.

Muten Roshi, Rocker (he can be seen badly injured), a monk, a boxer, a half-bat man, an obese woman with purple hair, a fish man, a 4-meter troglodyte, Ox Satan, Tao pai pai, Tsuru senin , an army general, an ordinary old man next to a fat middle-aged man with reddish hair and a scruffy beard.

The fights were decided in advance

And it resulted in:

-Muten Roshi VS an obese woman with purple hair.

-a half-bull man VS a monk.

- Rocker VS a boxer.

- Rick Sánchez VS Ox Satan.

-Tao pai pai VS a common old man.

- Tsuru senin VS a fish man.

-fat middle-aged man VS a 4 meter troglodyte.

- an army general VS a half-bat man (let's call him Batman).