22 Tournament Part 3

The blonde-haired man began to explain how the tournament would work, as if it wasn't obvious.

"Now, in order to determine the order of the battles as quickly as possible, we'll be doing another lottery. Once your name is called, please come up and pull a number. Now, let's call the names. Numu-san."

A man came up and said, "Yes." He put his hand in the box and pulled out a random paper with a number on it.

"No. 6."

"You'll be in battle #3. Next, The Monster Golin-san." He did the same and pulled a number.

"No. 8."

"You'll be in battle #4. Next, Bacterian-san." He had to cover his nose since this guy stank like shit, and everything that smelled worse than shit.

"No. Battle #1. Yamcha-san."

"Yeah."

"Battle No. 3, battle #3. Krillin-san."

"You're No. 1, so you'll be in #1 with Bacterian-san. So be ready; you two will be opening. Now Son Goku-San, could you take a paper, please?"

Goku did so, walked up to the guy with the box, and took out a paper. On the paper, it had the number 7, so he'd be in battle #4. They then called the beautiful lady who didn't seem to care about being here. Her name was Ranfan, which literally means lingerie and foundation. Toriyama Akira purposely named all his characters after nicknames of clothing and other stuff, which made his work even more unique; truly a mastermind.

Ranfan would fight in the third battle with Namu. Now that all the battles have been placed, it was time for the Tenkachi Budokai to start.

"Thank you for waiting so long, everyone. We will now begin the 21st Tenkachi Budokai."

The crowd cheered loudly as they had waited a very long time.

"Now we'll start with the first battle. Krillin and Bacterian-san, please come to the stage," he said.

Krillin came out to the stage and went to his side, the big man that stank worse than a corpse also came out. He stank worse than a Discord mob. Krillin already knew he would win this; unlike everyone in the whole competition, he was the only one here without a nose. So he couldn't even smell this guy, much less care about how he smelled.

"Now, if you're both ready, start!!"

Bacterian came up to Krillin, taking large and loud footsteps. When he was near Krillin, he came close to his face and blew into his face. Everyone could only imagine how bad his mouth smelled, but they couldn't do anything but watch. Krillin didn't seem to be bothered by this, so Bacterian went and scratched his balls and shoved his finger right in his face.

Krillin went to his side and held his arm. Using his strength, he picked Bacterian up and slammed him into the ground.

*Slam* *Crack*

The floor cracked as he slammed onto it. Krillin dusted his hands and went to the side, waiting for the countdown to end. When it happened, he was declared the winner of this round. Krillin went back and washed his hand thoroughly; even though he couldn't smell him, the fact that his name was Bacterian explained a lot to him, so he needed to get rid of anything he might have gotten from him.

Outside, many people were still shocked by what they had just seen. Krillin, from how small he was, no one would ever think he was that strong. Even the host was stunned, so much that he stood in the same place for about a minute. He then saw that he was wasting time.

"Alright, that was a wonderful first match. Now, let's move to the next match. Fighters, please come to the stage."

The battle was Yamcha VS Jackie Chun. Jackie Chun was an old man that looked just like those Masters that get called in Chinese Manhua, then those masters proceed to get beaten up by the MC who happens to be a God of War or something like that. Is that going to happen here? Well, you'll have to watch to find out. Or just read the Manga.

The two got on the stage and stood on opposite sides of each other, both with serious expressions. Yamcha got into form, while Jackie Chun just stood there with his hands behind his back.

"Now, if you're both ready, start!"

Yamcha sprinted off towards him; he was about to throw a punch but swerved before he got to him. He crouched down and slid his foot underneath, trying to trip him. But Jackie Chun simply jumped as his legs missed him; he did a backflip and stood in his stance.

Yamcha smirked and got up; he dusted his pants as he turned towards the crowd. Seeing Bulma watching, he got more confident. Jackie Chun watched as he stood on guard.

He ran up to him, arriving in front of him just two seconds later; he used his palms to hit him on the chest. Time seemed to go slow for him; he went around Yamcha and hit his back. He then leaped back.

Time went back to normal again, and he felt a hard hit on his chest but suddenly felt another hit from the back. He staggered a bit but didn't fall.

'Fuck, that hurt. I didn't even see him move. This guy is the real deal,' he thought.

He got into his Wolf Fang style; he ran up to him and began sending a barrage of attacks. Jackie Chun dodged his attacks easily, but he suddenly got hit in the gut. He also began fighting; both adversaries were on the attack now.

Yamcha punched forward, but it was easily dodged by Jackie Chun. Jackie kicked Yamcha in the stomach, sending him back; he waited for Yamcha to get back up, and he did. Jackie then went towards him at fast speeds; he kicked him up and began sending a barrage of hard palm punches. Yamcha was again hit back; he was nearing the edge but stopped before he went off.

Yet the next second, Jackie appeared in front of him and pushed him off the edge.

"Jackie has won the second battle of this competition. What an amazing battle this was, both fighters using their techniques to try to win, but there can only be one victor, and that was Jackie Chun!"

The people cheered loudly; Bulma and the gang felt bad that he didn't win. They were only here to cheer him on, but they soon remembered that Goku was also in this tournament, so they had another person to cheer on.

"I wonder if Goku will split the money with us all. I mean, he did say he had no use for it," Oolong said as he rubbed his hands together mischievously.

"Oh, Oolong, you're so hung up on money," Puar said. Oolong looked at Puar for a second then continued with his mischievous behavior.

'I'm sure Goku will win this tournament. At least he'll have the funds for our wedding. But 500k Zeni isn't enough for a grand spanking wedding, so I guess I'll have to add on that amount; maybe a few billion Zenies will do.' She thought to herself.

Goku sneezed as he finished all the food they had for the fighters. 'I can't get a cold. So there must be someone thinking about me.'