Unlike five years ago, this time, Yamiru defeated Mr. Satan on the World Martial Arts Tournament stage.
Yamiru stepped on Mr. Satan, raising his fists and enjoying the thunderous cheers.
"Does this satisfy you? You pathetic fool."
The person under Yamiru's foot spoke coldly.
Yamiru was shocked. He looked down and saw that the person under his foot was no longer Mr. Satan, but a demon!
Dark gold eyes, scarlet pupils, a face covered in scales, and a cracked mouth stretched into a mocking smile.
It was a demonized version of Yamiru!
Yamiru couldn't help but step back. The figure lying on the ground seemed to have roots growing from his feet, rising up like a zombie, even dragging a dinosaur-like tail behind him.
"Such an arrogant brat, you think…"
Demon Dragon Yamiru slowly approached, his dark gold eyes showing coldness, but his scarlet pupils were eerie and strange. "You can freely use this demonic energy? Who do you think you are?"
"Don't come any closer."
Yamiru retreated repeatedly. At this moment, the surrounding environment changed. It was no longer the World Martial Arts Tournament stage, but endless golden clouds of the underworld enveloped him.
"You think you're more outstanding than that genius Namekian?"
Demon Dragon Yamiru flicked the tip of his tail, walking disdainfully towards Yamiru. His scarlet eyes were full of contempt and aggression. "Such a genius Namekian, yet he could only remove the demonic energy that couldn't be eradicated from his body by splitting off a connected clone. Not to mention you, a mere insignificant Earthling..."
Yamiru didn't answer. The surrounding dark gold clouds of the underworld began to surge towards him. He was shocked to discover that his arm had unknowingly transformed to resemble the demon dragon's. This demonic transformation rapidly spread from his arm towards his body.
Demon Dragon Yamiru grabbed Yamiru's arm, and then Yamiru opened his eyes.
"......"
The noisy shouts of the audience brought Yamiru back to his senses, reminding him that he was waiting for his match at the tournament, taking a rest to recover his stamina.
He had unknowingly fallen asleep.
He looked at the hands that had killed Tao Pai Pai for a while, then patted Tights's leg. Tights noticed he was awake and helped him up.
"You're awake?" Tights said with a smile.
"Mm," Yamiru cleared his head.
He looked around. Bulma was still sitting on the railing, swinging her legs. Master Roshi and Dr. Omori were also there, and even Jaco was present, looking unhappy.
Jaco was already finished? Yamiru was surprised. He looked at the ring, where the Werewolf was fighting Chiaotzu.
According to the draw, this was the fourth match.
The next match would be the second semi-final round, Yamiru versus Tien Shinhan.
"Jaco and Goku are finished? Jaco is here, where's Goku?" Yamiru asked. He had a guess about the result. Since Goku wasn't present, he was most likely in the waiting room, so it was obvious who had won and advanced. As expected, Tights said with a smile, "Goku won. Jaco is a dummy~" Jaco, standing nearby, complained, "It's just that your Earth's competition rules are too outdated!"
Yamiru looked at the ring where the last quarter-final match was taking place. It had unknowingly become full of large and small craters. Even the stone walls on both sides of the arch had several cracks, and there was even a very complete human-shaped hole… Judging by the shape, there was a hole that looked like it was made by a tail, clearly caused by Ape Goku's body crashing into it.
"Objectively speaking, even after transforming, Goku's strength should be less than Jaco's," Yamiru said thoughtfully. "Being able to win the match is honestly a bit of a surprise."
Master Roshi said, "Goku is constantly improving during the matches. He adapts to his body very quickly and caused Jaco quite a bit of trouble."
Jaco complained, "It wasn't that much trouble. I was just warming up. Who knew he'd be so troublesome! Saiyans are all such battle maniacs. It's so annoying. Besides, I'm not feeling well. But even so, Goku was clearly no match for me, even if his fighting skills were indeed very good, his stamina drained quickly after transforming!"
"You were too hasty," Fourteenth, who was no longer in the competition, said as he walked over. "Son Goku clearly also noticed his disadvantage, so he concentrated his remaining stamina and launched an explosive attack. You were too hasty, and in a moment of panic, you made an irrational decision."
Jaco said with embarrassment and annoyance, "I wasn't panicked! On the contrary, I was precisely because I was inspired by his serious attitude that I fully entered the state of executing a combat mission, so I.... tch!"
Master Roshi sighed with emotion, "But it was indeed an astonishing battle!"
"That's right, I never imagined that there would be people with such skills in the world. They even jumped to a height of more than a hundred meters to fight at one point. Both Jaco and Goku almost fell out of the ring several times." Dr. Omori murmured. "But then again, strictly speaking, neither of them are Earthlings."
"They've made a real mess of the ring, it's frightening," Tights said to Yamiru. "Watching their match was like watching a movie, the huge sounds, the explosions, it was so exciting."
Yamiru looked at the ring. At this moment, Chiaotzu, who was at a disadvantage, suddenly stretched out his hands towards the Werewolf who refused to reveal his name. The latter immediately clutched his stomach as if he had taken two hundred pounds of laxatives, his face turning pale. Yamiru knew it was his turn to prepare to enter the ring. The Werewolf's Martial Arts was indeed stronger than Chiaotzu's, but with such a small difference, superpowers couldn't be ignored.
Krillin was able to use "mathematical tactics" to break Chiaotzu's move. Combat quick-wittedness was one aspect, but being able to withstand the great pain in his abdomen and free up enough energy to think also required strong support from his overall strength. The Werewolf was clearly not as strong as Krillin after his training with the Turtle School at that time.
"But how did Jaco lose?" Yamiru was going to go to the waiting room to see Goku first. Before leaving, he turned back to ask his group of friends. "Even if Goku made a desperate gamble, it's still quite difficult to overwhelm Jaco and win the match."
Master Roshi also said: "That's right! With the same difference in power, if Jaco was weakened to be only slightly stronger than a normal Goku, then Goku would have a high chance of winning. But through an uncontrollable transformation that greatly increased Goku's power to be slightly weaker than Jaco, it's almost impossible for Goku to win."
Fourteenth said, "Goku hasn't trained enough. I've heard that for transcendent masters, even if tremendous power is suddenly bestowed upon them, they can immediately calmly use it with ease. That's what a true martial arts mster is, unmoved by external things. Master Roshi is such a person."
"Hahaha!" Master Roshi was thoroughly pleased by this professional flattery from a true expert, laughing triumphantly. "You have good eyes, little monk!"
Jaco curled his lip. Under Yamiru's expectant gaze, he finally reluctantly replied, "Because that Son Goku fought too much like a real battle, so I habitually pulled out my Galactic Patrol-issued gun. What kind of broken competition do you have that actually prohibits the use of weapons? It's so backward! There are all kinds of space aliens born as strong as monsters in the universe. How are you supposed to fight them without using weapons? Mastering weapons is also part of strength, okay."
The elite patrolman was rambling on. Yamiru had already slipped away, barely holding back his laughter. No wonder Jaco was so resentful like a wronged woman; he was actually defeated by the rules!
Tights waved and cheered. Yamiru gave her a thumbs-up without turning his head.
Yamiru went around to the waiting room and indeed saw Goku resting there — Goku who had already reverted from his Ozaru form. The kid had taken off his watch and placed it on his leg, and was dozing off. It seemed that although Jaco ultimately made a foolish mistake and violated the rules, the Ape Goku who had driven Jaco to that point had also consumed a huge amount of stamina.
It seemed that it was also because his stamina was almost depleted that Goku passively deactivated his transformation.
Yamiru didn't wake him up, letting him rest a little longer.
At this moment, the blond referee's passionate voice came from outside, announcing that the first semi-final match of the World Martial Arts Tournament was about to begin, and inviting Yamiru and Tien Shinhan to enter the ring.
Yamiru walked to the archway and bumped his fists together. "Good, My energy had recovered a lot."
Tien Shinhan also walked to the side.
At this time, Yamiru was much taller than Tien Shinhan. He looked down at Tien Shinhan diagonally.
"Tao Pai Pai is dead, and Master Shen left on his own," Yamiru told him.
"......" Tien Shinhan's expression changed, while Yamiru had already walked from the left side of the archway to the outside of the ring.
Tien Shinhan clenched his fists tightly, walking out from the right side with a gloomy face.
The audience was cheering loudly. Tien Shinhan could hear girls shouting "Yamiru, go!" from behind the nearest railing.
"This guy... just a few years ago, there was no one to feel sorry for him." Tien Shinhan lowered his head, all three of his eyes looking at the cracked ring under his feet.
Suddenly, he heard Yamiru say from the opposite side, "If I win this time, it'll be my turn to bet on you. I'll bet on you joining the Turtle School. Of course, and that Chiaotzu by your side."