Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 45 Special Training Required

There was a commotion in the seventh group's small venue. If it weren't for a group of burly men maintaining order, someone in the audience might have jumped in and beat up the tall and thin young contestant who was still in a daze. It was just that the other party lost so easily to a child, which was a bit outrageous.

"Great!"

Different from this group of angry spectators, the children in Nahashou clenched their fists and looked happy.

In the first game alone, they won enough money for more than 20 days of food.

"Everyone, split up into teams and go get the money, and then prepare to buy into Big Brother's second game."

Nahasu serves as the commander of the gambling, while Akato, Heitou and others are divided into teams to carry out the task of betting on the big brother's victory. Before the gambling house closes the betting, they spread the rumor that there are suckers betting on the dark horse, so that more people will bet on the big brother's opponent.

After waiting for half an hour, in the 7th group of 24 to 12, Broly still easily defeated his opponent, who was a young man wearing red boxing gloves. You could hear the whirring sound of his fists when he punched.

Unfortunately, Broly easily blocked his punch, grabbed him and threw him out of the ring, eliminating him directly, which caused a burst of wailing and cursing in the seventh group's small meeting hall.

"Damn it, why is it like this again?!"

"Asshole, I just don't believe that a little kid can get through the auditions unhindered?"

"Wait, that little guy No. 48, isn't he really a dark horse?"

Another half an hour passed, and as the 12-to-6 match began, Broly once again defeated an opponent who was not underestimated but whose strength gap was too big. Some people looked at him differently.

Especially in the first and fifth venues, some seeded players that the merchant group favored were sent in. After they were eliminated by the other two children during the auditions, the audience in the seventh venue looked at Broly who was sitting on the ground at the edge of the venue to rest with eager eyes, thinking that he was the dark horse of the seventh venue.

"Oh no, Broly."

Broly was sitting at the edge of the venue, boredly waiting for the next one-move-second match, when he suddenly heard Nahashu's voice coming from behind.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Broly turned his head and asked.

"Everyone thinks you are the dark horse. No one is betting that your opponent will win."

Nahashu said with a bitter face.

"Uh, what's the problem?"

Broly hasn't turned the corner yet.

“We can’t make food money anymore.”

Nahashu said simply and to the point.

"what?!"

Broly's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt that his happiness disappeared at that moment.

"Brother, it's okay. I have a solution."

At this time, Cornelia said.

"any solution?"

"Come closer, I'll tell you quietly."

After all, it's a conference venue, and everyone is in the open, so some things can't be said loudly.

Broly jumped onto the audience stand and lay on the edge, listening to Cornelia's advice.

"This is this, this is this, brother, do you understand?"

Cornelia whispered in Broly's ear and asked after he finished speaking his mind.

"Yeah, I understand."

Broly thought about it and nodded. Cornelia's idea was similar to luring a good person into a trap.

In the 6 to 3 match, Broly's opponent was a scarred man with a wild and tough aura. Judging from the old wounds exposed on his chest and arms, he was a man with rich combat experience.

The man did not underestimate Broly just because his opponent was a child. In fact, those who could enter the fourth round of the auditions had basically eliminated the lucky players.

This time, Broly did not easily defeat his opponent with a single throw like he did the previous three times, but instead had a hard time dealing with his opponent.

Yes, it is very difficult for Broly to deal with the opponent in front of him, because he has to control the strength and show that he has tried his best. This is really a difficult task for him who has terrifying strength.

The man threw a punch and Broly tried to block it, but the man's fist was easily blocked by him.

But after a pause, Broly flew backwards, rolled several times on the ground, and finally stopped at the edge of the ring.

After getting up, the young Saiyan said with full of energy, "What a powerful punch! I couldn't block it. I almost fell off the ring and was eliminated."

In the audience, Myne: "..."

This acting is too bad. "As expected of Broly, he can block such a powerful punch."

A group of children nearby shouted.

"No, what are you doing? How can anyone believe it?"

Marin lowered her voice and said that she really couldn't stand this fake and exaggerated acting.

"Fuck, it turns out he's not a dark horse, but he faced weak opponents in the previous three times. It's a pity that I bet on him to win this time!"

However, some audience members around her actually cursed out loud, which made Ma Yin dumbfounded.

[No, you really believed this kind of exaggerated acting?! ]

The expression on Mayin's face was almost as if this sentence had been written on it.

"Come on, Broly!"

Hei Tong shouted, and her shout immediately cheered up the boy on the ring.

After being knocked down three times and standing up again three times, the audience around him became somewhat aroused and gradually shouted the slogan "We must defeat the opponent". Then Broly struggled to swing a punch and knocked his opponent out of the ring.

"Ah, this was a really wonderful fight. Although contestant No. 48 was a little weaker, he relied on his tenacious resilience and willpower to defeat contestant No. 7. Let us congratulate contestant No. 48 for his victory."

Broly looked out of breath, but there was no sweat on his forehead. If he wasn't covered in dirt and had footprints on them, no one would believe that he had just gone through a difficult battle.

"The 3 to 1 competition will be tomorrow. Have a good night's rest and try to qualify tomorrow."

The referee saw Broly's miserable appearance and knew how strong the other two opponents who would compete for the qualifying spots tomorrow were. Although he was not optimistic about this kid who made it to the fifth round by luck and a little strength, he still encouraged Broly.

"Okay, I will definitely be shortlisted."

Broly said with certainty that apart from some footprints and a dirty appearance, he had no injuries at all.

This is normal, after all, they are Saiyans.

"Well, everyone, I'm pretty good at showing weakness, right?"

Broly asked after they walked out of the venue and reunited with the other children.

"It's amazing, Broly. Especially when you were knocked down for the third time, I saw people in the audience tearing up the ticket that you won."

"However, after you, Broly, finally defeated your opponent, that person was a bit embarrassed and bent over on the ground to look for the bill he had torn off."

The children laughed. Anyone who dared to look down on their eldest brother deserved to be in such a mess.

"Brother Broly, you showed weakness in the fourth match. There won't be many people betting on you to win the two matches that will decide the promotion match tomorrow. If you continue to show weakness, we will definitely make more money."

Cornelia said.

"Unfortunately, in the fourth bet today, a lot of people bet on you to win, big brother. We put all our money on it, but we still didn't win as much as we did in the previous games."

It's a pity for Nahasu.

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, we've lost so many times, and those who placed bets aren't stupid."

In the third game, Akame discovered that other people no longer believed that there were any suckers betting on the dark horse. Instead, they believed that Broly was the real dark horse, and the tendency to bet on Broly shifted from the opponent to him himself.

"I feel that if you really plan to use the same exaggerated acting skills you showed in the last game today tomorrow, others will definitely see through it."

Ma Yin held her forehead. Although there were many innocent audience members in the audience who believed their exaggerated performance, she still noticed that some other audience members had disdainful expressions on their faces and twitching mouth corners. It was obvious that those people could see that this was a trick.

Of course, maybe they are not sure now, but they will be sure after one or two more times, and the real big bet is actually after reaching the qualifying round.

"What should I do?"

As soon as Maine told them what she had figured out from observing people's words and expressions, Akagi, Heitou and the others couldn't remain calm anymore. Whether they could win more money would determine the quality of their future lives, so they asked Maine directly. During their time together, they all knew that Maine was a girl with resources.

"It's simple. We need to improve our acting skills, especially Big Brother's." Marin said this with her hands on her hips, then raised her hand and pointed at Broly, "When you showed weakness just now, whether it was the way you flew out or the words you said when you stood up again, it was all too fake."

"But the opponent is really weak. If I hadn't rolled out by myself, he wouldn't have been able to knock me away."

Broly defended himself.

"That's why you need special training to make your weak appearance look more real!"

As a mixed-race person, Main once learned acting skills by herself in order to survive.

Maybe she's not a professional, but at least she's better than the kids here and Broly.

"Let's have special training tonight!"

She said.

(End of this chapter)