Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 51: Maillard's Offensive
Broly went back happily. The condition proposed by his newfound wife Esdeath, that she be willing to be friends with him, was not a difficult thing to do.

Moreover, just by meeting and talking for a few words, the other party's happiness value rose sharply. After Broly returned to the inn, the price did not stop rising until 23 p.m. It was obvious at a glance that she was a good wife (high-quality meal ticket stock).

At night, Steward Northen of the Jitu Chamber of Commerce came over with his old servant. Although they felt that Broly might be defeated tomorrow, they still had to do some formal publicity for their Chamber of Commerce on the ring before the defeat.

"The money is ready. As long as you can get a good ranking, you can transfer the money directly. In addition, this is the flag and competition uniform that our Chamber of Commerce made this afternoon. I hope you can wear this uniform and hold this new flag on stage tomorrow."

The silk clothes were soft and comfortable to the touch, and the Chamber of Commerce flag brought by Steward Northen was also very well made, completely different from a flag hand-painted on a random piece of white cloth.

In response to this, Nahaxiu agreed in full on behalf of his eldest brother, but he also expressed the desire of their people to help promote the Rabbit Chamber of Commerce.

Well, to put it more bluntly, they want to get good clothes for free. Up to now, most of their team's money has been spent on food and drink. As for the clothes, they were delivered to their door by some good people, and then they cut and modified them themselves with a knife.

Gozchi's broken imperial sword can not only be used as a kitchen knife, but also as a tool for cutting clothes, which helps a lot.

"No problem. I can also give you some extra gifts from our Chamber of Commerce, such as shoes and backpacks."

Even though they were going to lose tomorrow, Manager Northen still agreed. It was a pleasant surprise that the eldest brother of these children could make it to the quarterfinals. They were just some commodities. Even if good materials were used, they would only cost a little over ten thousand yuan. It was nothing.

Well, mainly because he is optimistic about Broly's potential. Even if he stops in the quarterfinals this time, after a few years, he may become the signature martial artist spokesperson of their Chamber of Commerce in the Great Western Territory.

"Thank you, Steward Northon."

The generosity of the Rabbit Chamber of Commerce greatly increased the children's favorability towards this financial sponsor.

. . . . .

On the fifth day of the martial arts tournament, six matches will be held at the venue, including 8 to 4 and 4 to 2.

The first match was again played by Esdeath, and her opponent was the fourth group of players who won the second match yesterday.

The script was the same as yesterday. The fourth group of contestants were quickly defeated by Esdeath's fierce attack and were kicked out without any novelty.

The second pair to appear were Merad and Broly. When Esdeath returned to the contestant area and passed by the two, she said to them, "You better do your best. I look forward to fighting against either of you."

Esdeath's words made Maillard stunned. After reacting, the future leader of the Assassin's Society asked with a smile: "Why, do you think I might lose to him?"

"If you want to underestimate your opponent today, that's your business. But if you lose, I hope you won't think it's because of your carelessness."

Esdeath just wanted to fight with a strong guy. She didn't want her opponent to win by luck, so she reminded Merad not to underestimate Broly.

Although this seems a bit unfair to Broly who is pretending to be weak, a strong person should overcome all disadvantages that are unfavorable to himself.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Broly took Esdeath's encouragement seriously.

Maillard looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and said nothing.

The two men entered the ring, and the outcome would prove everything.

Maillard clasped her fists towards him, Broly was stunned for a moment, and also clasped his fists towards her.

"How about if you lose, you become mine?"

Maillard took a stance and asked.

"Hey, do you want to be friends with me too?"

Broly was a little confused and imitated her stance and took a defensive stance.

"Make friends? No, I just want to take you in as my subordinate."

Maillard attacked.

"What is a subordinate?"

Broly asked, blocking the girl's punch, jumping up and avoiding the opponent's kick.

"It's just a subordinate, a loyal follower."

Maillard answered and punched Broly as fast as the wind, a bit like a Wing Chun combo.

It's just that she didn't use too much force, and her acupoint boxing method has not been used yet.

"Well, if you agree, I will provide you and your family with food and lodging."

Broly was still thinking about what his subordinates and followers meant, but he didn't expect to hear this.

"I think that even if I win, I can still work for you."

Saiyans will never surrender unless they are provided with food and shelter.

"Win? Ha, you're overthinking this, because I also want to fight with that guy with long ice-blue hair. I can't let you win this match."

Merad kicked Broly away and changed her stance, preparing to use acupuncture punches.

Rather than saying it is a form of boxing, it is more accurate to say that this is a killing technique developed by the assassin based on his understanding of the human body structure.

A light blow can paralyze a person, a heavy blow can make a person unable to get up, or even cause sudden death. If combined with needle weapons and highly toxic poisons, it would be an extremely terrifying assassination. "I also have reasons to win, but if I win, will you still provide us with food and lodging?"

Broly asked, although he would leave this world, would others still be in this world.

It would be great if there was someone willing to provide long-term meal tickets to his companions.

"Oh, that's impossible, but if you can really beat me, it's not impossible to consider it."

Maillard was very confident. Even if she couldn't use her best insect manipulation skills and weapons, she didn't think she would lose to the boy in front of her.

"Let's finish it, Paralysis Fist!"

Merad rushed over and punched Broly at various acupoints on his body with his punches full of penetrating force.

But after the fight, Merad immediately jumped away, avoiding Broly's backhand punch, and stood on the other side of the ring, looking over with some doubt. She asked in surprise: "Are you okay?"

"Your fist is relatively light, I think I should be fine."

Although Broly was acting as a monkey, he could still tell which punches would make him look seriously injured and which punches could not be overacted. His acting skills have been mastered these days.

"I've heard before that some people's acupuncture points are different from those of ordinary people. I guess you are one of them."

Of course, Maillard didn't believe that her punch was too weak. She just thought that there was a problem with the unclear positioning of Broly's acupuncture points.

But this is a bit troublesome. In yesterday's game, Maillard saw that Broly is the kind of player who is tough and durable.

Without weapons and acupressure techniques, it was still a bit difficult for her to defeat the opponent.

However, it was only a little difficult. Continuous heavy blows to the neck could make a person faint. Thinking of this, she started to hit Broly's neck.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes, six minutes, ten minutes passed. After being hit on the neck for more than a hundred times, his hands were a little sore from the recoil, but the boy still looked full of energy.

Broly's performance today was very different, mainly because Merad was also a young girl and didn't look like she had much strength.

Therefore, he only showed a disadvantage and was beaten, but he was not in an absolute adversity and he could barely fight back with the opponent.

"What's wrong with you? You got hit on the back of your neck so many times, don't you feel dizzy?"

Maillard finally couldn't help it and asked while rubbing the side of his right hand.

“I was born with a thick neck.”

Broly answered her question seriously.

Maillard: “???”

God damn, I was born with a thick neck, and it doesn’t look thick at all.

"There's nothing I can do. If that's the case..."

Merad rushed forward again, jumped to avoid Broly's punch, supported his right hand on the boy's arm and turned his body, and the next moment he landed on Broly's shoulder.

Merad's body was like a python. His left leg went around Broly's neck and passed through his right leg. His right leg was completely hooked behind Broly's back. His ankle was hooked by his right arm, and he used his legs to form a naked choke. His flexible calves squeezed and pressed Broly's neck.

Broly subconsciously raised his hand to grab the legs wrapped around his neck, but after he reacted, he didn't use too much strength, but began to act out an uncomfortable struggle.

"What? If you admit defeat now, I can let you go."

Merad doesn't like physical contact with men, and there's nothing she can do about Broly, but after actual contact, she felt pretty good.

Maybe it was because the boy was young, or maybe it was because of the fluffy hair of the other person pressed against her abdomen, which looked a bit like her pet.

"I don't... give up!"

Broly said with difficulty.

"In that case, I can only strangle you to death."

As Maillard spoke, his legs began to tighten, forming a loop with his lower abdomen that locked his neck.

"Before you were strangled to death, you could have slapped my leg to show that you gave up."

She said this and stopped talking.

“It was wonderful. After a series of attacks and defenses, Meimei used a leg technique that she had never used before.

She used her legs to form a rear-naked choke on Broly, who was struggling but seemed unable to break free.

It seems that the second match is about to come to the time to decide the winner. Can the tenacious Broly break free from Meme's leg stranglehold?

Let us wait and see. During the waiting period, let us introduce the JiTu Trading Company behind Broly.

The quality of the silk fabrics of Jitu Chamber of Commerce is just like that of Broly. Even though he was entangled by Meimei’s legs, he still didn’t give up easily…”

(End of this chapter)