The World Martial Arts Tournament began with its super intense elimination round!
Over one hundred fighters entered the foot-flying fray, and Haru plowed through them one by one! But Haru isn't the only one advancing to the finals...! Yamcha, Goku, and Krillin will be there too!
After his fight with bacterian, Haru wasted no time and left to hit the showers. Since bacterian left his rotten smell on him, Haru was left with no choice but to stay in the shower for hours while he washed his clothes and hanged it over a rope drying it up.
After a long shower, Haru left the bathroom looking re-freshed. He dried himself up with a towel and wore his usual clothes; a blue top, blue arm sleeves, and peach-white pants, as well as brown bottom warmers and shoes made out of fabric.
Having nothing else to do, he thought about taking a little break since the finals was right around the corner. But just before he could relax, get a little shut eye, and lay down on his bed, an announcement was made calling all eight finalists.
Receptionist: The World Martial Arts Tournament will soon begin! If you're one of the eight finalists, please meet in the main hall immediately...! Thank you!
Haru: It's time already?...
Hearing that Haru left the room without a second to waste, he had only one thing on his mind as he rushed to the main hall, winning the Tournament!
Yamcha: So you saw Bulma and Puar?
Goku: Yeah.... Oh and Bulma said, "HI."
Krillin: Huh?
Krillin quietly stared at a man who stood still and who's eyes were closed. He seemed to have been meditating.
Haru: Hey, guys. Sorry I'm late.
Haru greeted as he walked into the main hall and walked over to them.
Yamcha: No need to worry. You're right on time.
Goku: What took you so long Haru?...
Haru: Sorry, but I had to freshen up after my last fight.....
Hearing him say that they all suddenly remembered who his last opponent was and a cold shiver went past them.
Krillin: W-Well..... At least you dealt with him and saved us all the trouble.
Yamcha: That's for sure....
Haru: I think I still have his repulsive smell on my clothes......
Krillin chuckled alongside Yamcha, but the chuckling and laughter came to an end once they saw Haru wasn't getting what was funny about what he said.
Goku: Really? I don't smell his scent on your clothes.
???: Now can I have your attention, please...?
They all turned around to the direction the voice came from. A blond haired guy wearing a suit walked into the main hall.
Announcer: I need you all here at the front!
Without a moment to waste, all 8 fighters gathered up front and seeing them all present. He began explaining, standing in front of a board how the Tournament's final 8 will fight and who they'll fight.
Announcer: You'll be drawing lots to determine your opponents and the order of the fights, so come up when you're called. Let's keep this orderly and civilized, people.
As soon as he finished explaining, an old man walked over to the announcer.
Jackie Chan: Ehh... Sonny?
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FanfictionLong ago in a village in the mountains lived a boy who was raised and trained by the village's master to become one of the best their village had to offer. Years later Haru finally sets of on an adventure to gather the mystical dragon balls but on h...
