Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

In this match that was extremely awkward for both the audience and the commentators, very few people could keep up with their high-speed movements and react to the various aspects of the fight.

"You're not the only one who has mastered the fighting styles of other races."

However, those who witnessed the action were left wondering, but they couldn't hear Tomat explain the reason in person.

"Drink it!!!"

Tomat suddenly exerted his strength, forcefully breaking through Gohan's pincer attack.

Then, in this gap, he steadied his legs, placed his fists at his sides, and then brought them together and punched Gohan's chest with all his might.

"boom!"

It was a very dull sound.

It was nowhere near as loud as the sound of fists raining down on flesh before.

However, in terms of force—it far surpassed the previous gentle caresses.

But Gohan didn't retreat an inch.

What happened?! The two who were fighting fiercely just moments ago have suddenly stopped moving!!!

"The game is over... at least under the rules they both agreed on, he won."

The doctor in the audience suddenly spoke up.

At the same time, Gohan moved. He stood up straight and looked at Tomat, who had stopped his previous attack.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his arm and placed it on the part of his body that had been hit.

"Um...I...Am I...?"

Gohan spoke hesitantly, but Thomas waved his hand and said:

"Don't hold back, that move hit you before you could react, it probably still caused some damage, right?"

This sentence was like flipping a switch.

Gohan's legs trembled violently as if all his strength had been drained, but he managed to regain his balance before collapsing, though he looked somewhat unsteady.

"cough!!!!!"

Blood gushed from his mouth accompanied by painful coughing sounds.

Gohan savored the lingering pain of this injury.

Unlike conventional strikes, the impact of Tomat's attack was not dispersed through the body's surface or allowed to penetrate the body due to its overwhelming force.

It remained inside the body, churning within.

It was as if an air bomb had been forcibly shoved into his body.

By the time I realized this and tried to fight it with my qi, it was already too late.

Gohan made a decision that broke the rules.

Even though this rule was never mentioned and did not constitute any strict constraint, he still did it.

In just a moment—Gohan had to transform into a Super Saiyan to suppress the surge within him.

what does this mean?

If I don't transform, I've already lost to Tomat?

Even if it was just due to his carelessness in taking it as a normal attack, he could not deny the actual damage caused by that blow.

Thomas does not transform.

Nobody knows why.

Gohan also refrained from using his transformation in order to prepare for a public showdown.

The Knights of Casimir are never ashamed of defeating their opponents simply because they are not skilled in martial arts but are well-equipped.

Gohan, however, felt somewhat ashamed because he had used his transformation ability as an advantage.

Knights are allowed to stack equipment.

Tomat did not explicitly object to Gohan's transformation.

What evoked these emotions in Gohan was simply his "basic sense of self-respect," which he possessed despite not being warlike.

"...It seems that, under the same conditions, I have already lost to you."

Gohan smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and calmly spoke with Tomat in full view of everyone.

"But in real combat where I'm not bound by any rules, I could still lose to you countless times. This time I had the advantage—but I don't intend to keep having that advantage forever."

Tomat responded with a smile.

However, his expression was not full of joy; rather, there was a hidden worry in his eyes.

"No, you won this contest, but if we're talking about fighting, I would accept countless invitations."

Gohan seemed to sense something from the other person.

He handed the victory over to his opponent.

The rules of the Knights Guild are irrelevant to them.

They are willing to abide by the rules of winning and losing that they have decided upon.

"...Thanks, although I don't think Bardock would understand our kind of 'battle'."

[Main Text] Terra's World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament: Debate Chapter 82 The Restless Shadow

The word "alliance" in "business alliance" is merely a superficial designation. Just like most organizations that collude for immediate gains despite unequal distribution of spoils, their internal workings are unsurprisingly rife with open and covert struggles.

For example, the schedule of a certain competition, who will win the championship, and which companies should manage certain knightly orders—who should rise to prominence and who should disappear—there are quite a few conflicts among them regarding these matters.

But at this moment, almost all the senior executives of the business alliance have reached a consensus on a certain "view".

"Stop those out-of-control bastards! By any means necessary!"

The economic losses caused by this competition far exceeded expectations, to the point that simply firing Cárne could not solve the problem.

Even members of the association who were planning to ostracize him because of personal grudges wouldn't dare to make such a suggestion at this time, focusing on personal grievances.

Their solution was to leave everything to the most insidious spies they had in Qazimir.

However, these people themselves seem unaware of the current state of the Unarmored Alliance.

They have the authority to command, but they don't know how worn the blades in their hands are, or whether they're holding them upside down.

At this critical juncture, in order to prevent the Supervisory Council from taking advantage of the situation, even though the only violent organization they could mobilize was the unpredictable Wuzhu Alliance, they would not negotiate with the Supervisory Council in any way.

The business alliance preferred to talk to Rhodes Island first, so that Rhodes Island could temporarily take back those powerful experts.

"Haha, that's really capricious, suddenly changing your profile picture while you're playing."

The blue-haired youth looked at the screen on the terminal and laughed loudly.

At this moment, the Saiyan Knight raised his fist to indicate that he had forfeited.

He completely ignored the clamor of doubt erupting from the audience and the incoherent commentator who didn't know how to explain.

According to the Knights Association's own rules, the outcome has already been decided in full view of everyone, leaving no room for reversal.

The arena erupted in uproar and even mockery, but the noise was quickly quelled when the rookie knight stomped on the entire ring, shattering it.

"They just surrendered like that...did they realize that continuing the fight wouldn't benefit either side? In any case, the higher-ups must be furious, right?"

While the young people were showing great interest in, or even gloating over, the development of the competition, another blue-haired woman emerged from the shadows.

Her face was filled with annoyance, and the young man coldly reminded her:

"It's time to go."

"Good—looks like another tough job."

The young man agreed casually, then seemed to remember something and asked further:

"The only opponent is that weak knight, right?"

The Kuranta woman rolled her eyes at him and explained impatiently:

"Don't you even read the mission information? The Saiyan Knight's true identity is from Rhodes Island. The Business Federation said they will negotiate personally. All we have to deal with is this weak knight."

The surroundings were completely silent.

There were some rustling figures in the nearby shadows.

No one would approach this overgrown corner near the arena at this moment.

This is why the two lapis lazuli warriors exchanged mission information without any hesitation.

If Platinum is an executor whose focus is on squad organization, then he is the backbone of various specific "operations".

The Azure Gold Grandmaster of the Unarmored Alliance is an elite exterminator whose focus is on "being able to kill any individual independently".

Their tasks are often specific to a particular person.

Moreover, they are the kind of guys that platinum-level players or simply sending out a small team cannot handle.

"As for me, I watched Saiyan Knight's debut match. If the arena hadn't been rigged or had some kind of trap, his kick wouldn't have been weaker than Silver Spear Pegasus's javelin—while the Rookie Knight seemed to be on par with him. Miss Monica, I think you should also watch the match to understand your opponent's strength."

The young man shrugged.

"I don't intend to be like some people who would rather waste time on boring performances than even glance at mission information."

The Kuranta woman, named Monica, responded with even more disdain:

"And what are you worried about? Even if our opponent is the real Pegasus, we will never lose in a one-on-one fight, let alone a two-on-one fight?"

"Yes, a Silver Spear Pegasus isn't a problem for us, but what if he's even stronger?"

The young man continued:

“There’s a guy on Rhodes Island who defeated Platinum in one blow, but he doesn’t seem to be participating. The fact that the Saiyan Knight is participating as Rhodes Island’s hidden trump card shows that his strength is no less than that mysterious person’s. And you, my dear Miss Monica—how confident are you that you can defeat our lovely Platinum in one blow?”

Monica said without hesitation:

"Ten percent."

She pressed on with her question: