The staff at the sign up desk were taking care of the few people who wanted to sign up for the tournament as a hooded figure slipped in to the back of the line. The only thing that could be seen from the darkness of the hood was a pair of glowing blue eyes. The energy that came from the figure seemed like a normal human but he was far from it. After overhearing the conversation of two people in the forest, Ziber had decided that it would be fun to see what this "World Martial Arts Tournament was like and maybe he could find some people on his quest for... Of peace. He filled the paperwork the best he could and was allowed into the room with the other combatants. Once he was inside, the frost demon took note of the people in the many rings that were in this room. From what he could guess, the people in charge were thinning up the roster for the best of the best. Oh... This will be quite fun.
Ziber took a spot of the wall and leaned against it, taking in all the matches that lay before him. One of the fighters that caught his interest was a surprise to him as it appeared as though a Namekian had also arrived to this world. He wondered why the alien was so far from home, but he also had his reasons for being here. Maybe they could even become allies if the frost demon played his cards right. As his gaze wondered away from the green alien, Ziber interest was caught by a young lady that had a fire in her eyes. She took her opponents out with quick, but elegantly until she was the only one standing. He see that she seemed bored after she had won, but from how the others looked, she might find her excitement soon.
As if on cue, one of the staff started the next block and that is when he saw the face of the one he met yesterday. He had seen what the boy could do when the frost demon saw him and a friend of his training in the mountains. So it wasn't a surprise when he announced as the victor of his block, even with the opponents working together to beat the boy. Ziber couldn't help but feel excited himself as he watched these fighters, wanting to fight them all himself. However, he would need to wait his turn to test them himself, and see how the fighters are as a person. The frost demon was here for his own plan and from what he saw, they would be quite helpful in his fight. The only thing that would be difficult was for him to somehow convince the fighters to join him.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 200/200--><--BP: 140-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Excited, Calm, Hopeful Thinking: "These fighters are quire interesting..." With: No one.
⤷XXXXGinto hurried after Daiko as they made their way into the arena for the tournament. The young teen didn’t know what to expect, well he did, but a free for all defiantly was not it what he had thought would happen. Ginto tucked his bag into a corner and gave his attention to the fighting, first bracket was pretty quick, and the winner was a large green male. The next fight wasn’t as fast as the first, but it was clear who had won in the end when the female took everyone out because she had grown bored. Next bracket, Daiko was up to fight, and then it would be himself. Ginto watched as Daiko fought his way through the men and came out on the winning end. Taking a deep breath Ginto took off his sweatshirt and left it outside of the ring, leaving him wearing his jeans, tanktop, and sneakers. He hadn’t been formally trained in a school like most of the fighters, but he knew what he was doing to not get himself to badly hurt.
⤷XXXXJumping up into the ring, Ginto looked around at what would be his competitors. Which was not hard to see, since he was the shortest member of said bracket. As everyone started to find a spot in the ring to stand, the teen took his time to tie his hair up into a messy bun, which rewarded him with some looks from people near by in the ring. ”What? Don’t want your hair to get messed up?” One laughed looking down at him. Another started to laugh as well. ”I think you got lost trying to find your mom, step out of the ring like a good kid and leave the fighting to the grownups.” Ginto rolled his eyes as he let his arms fall to his sides. ”Such witty banter before the fight, you two must be making up for your own insecurities to the fact that said child half your size could possibly take you out.” he said dryly as he looked up at the two men, the rage in their eyes almost made Ginto burst out laughing, but his timing was right. ”FIGHT!” AS the two men charged at the young boy, Ginto quickly ducked and rolled under the two of them, and they went right over the edge out of the ring. This did cause the boy to laugh as they started to fight one another on the ground for being stupid.
⤷XXXX”Oh and by the way, I tie my hair up so I can see my opponents.” he said quickly before hurrying off before someone noticed that he had let his guard down. Now it was time to fight, which everyone had been ignoring the small boy for the most part, that was until he made his way to an opening in the ring, another seeking out what they would assume to be a weak target. He had missed them and barely blocked the hit towards his face. ”Who the hell lets a kid in here?!” the woman asked. ”Smart people.” Ginto responded as he swiftly brought his foot up to connect with the woman’s stomach dropping her to the ground gasping for air. ”Best to keep your guard up even around a kid.” he said as he ducked to avoid another punch, yep now he had been noticed by the handful of people that had been left.
⤷XXXXTwenty minutes into the match and Ginto was standing with one other person. He could feel the sweat dripping down his face, he was having fun. It had been better than training in the mountains by himself that’s for sure. ”Just hop out of the ring runt, no need to get hurt.” The mountain of muscle standing in front of Ginto said as he stepped closer, many of the people who had been knocked out were already out of harm’s way, the ring mostly empty. ”Yea, sorry meat head, not gonna happen.” Ginto said before he rushed the male. A punch swung down, and quickly the boy side stepped to put himself behind the man. As the other whipped around to look for him, Ginto jumped up to put himself right in the male’s face and deliver a swift punch to the center of his chest, knocking the male back, and Ginto back as well with his own force. He had almost thrown himself out of the ring, but found himself standing on the edge using his tail to keep himself balanced so he did not fall backwards.
⤷XXXXThe countdown started and ended, with Ginto coming out the winner of his bracket. Letting out a long breath Ginto started to descend from the arena grabbing his sweatshirt with his tail as he walked. ”And the winner of Block F is Ginto, an independent fighting!” the announcer called out, Ginto smiled a bit as he walked his way to find Daiko and grinned widely when he saw the other male. ”You did great out there.” he said as he pulled his hoody on leaving it unzipped.
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“Do not judge me for what my race has done. Let my action be told by others, both the ill and the good, and let me be judged accordingly."
The hooded figure continued to watch the matches before him, taking notes of fighters he saw as strong warriors. Another warrior he had seen in the mountains for training had stepped forward into one of the rings. As he saw from the interaction he had with the other boy here, the frost demon could tell that the two of them were friends. However, that thought filled his chest with pain, remembering his late best friend, and hoped he could bring his friend's soul rest peacefully. In mean time, there was a match to get through and the boy in the ring was showing his opponents an important lesson. not to underestimate their opponent. As the boy should his true, Ziber was approached by one of the staff members for the tournament, The man then instructed him to go to a ring on the other side of the room so they could get the final preliminary matches out of the way.
Ziber followed the man's instructions and went to where he was told to go, still keeping an eye on the boy of the forest. As he thought, it was a quick victory for the youth and it seemed that he was going to share his good wishes with his friend. With that, the frost demon, who was called "Z" by the staff here, was told to enter the ring for the final block. Ziber then floated up from the ground and landed on to the ring as he prepared himself to fight. His first opponent was not impressed as his "flight" trick as he took stage opposite of the hooded figure. "Oh, is your mug too ugly that you have to hid it from us?" There was laughter in the group from the man's insult of the hooded figure but it didn't seem to provoke an attack. The frost demon had been called worst and an insult like that didn't faze him at all.
FIGHT!!! The referee words called out as the large man began to charge at Ziber, ready to grab him out of the ring. This would be his downfall as the frost demon was quick on his feet and moved to the right to avoid the grab, He wasn't finished there as his tail left the cloak and moved to trip the man as he passed by. This caused him to go into a roll that ended with him landing safely out of the area. Ziber had gotten his first win, but the others in his group thought the had idea what he was. A lizard man that was often seen on the planet, and it just so happened that one of them would enter the ring next. If it was true that the hooded figure was a lizard man, he had to prove that they would be the one that fight in the tournament. So when the call was made to start the match again, the lizard man went to attack were he knew his people's weak point was. However, he too was taken out as the figure jumped up and kicked his opponent in the belly sending him flying back to where he came.
At this point, the man from before was beyond angry for the embarrassment the hooded figure put him through as so was his boss. With a flash of cash, the match was turned from a one-vs-one matches he was having into a free-for-all with one target, the person in the hooded cloak. Though this was a surprise, Ziber kept his cool as he prepared to fight the group effort to take him out. One by one, the group started to fall, both out of the ring as well as unconscious, until the boss was the only one left standing. The hood hid the smile on the frost demons face as he started to walk towards the man. The boss then revealed his true colors when he jumped out of the ring to avoid fighting whatever the hooded figure was. But this wouldn't be last it saw of the man as he left with his men to plan to get back at him.
The ref walked over to Ziber as he was declared the winner of the final block and would be going into the tournament. Of the people he fought, none he saw could help him in his mission but because he was in tournament... Perhaps the people he took note on, as well as the others in the tournament would put up for a better fight. The frost demon would be lying if he said he wasn't having fun with where he was. This was the first time he was fighting for "fun" and not for survival like his last few run ins. Ziber felt a bit happy that he did come to this planet and hoped that his plan would reach success. With this, Ziber returned to lean on the wall and wait to see what was going to happen next for the tournament. .
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 200/200--><--BP: 140-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Calm, Alert, Wondering Thinking: "These fighters are quire interesting..." With: A lot of fighters..
The 5 easlier blocks concluded the three remaining were producing some pretty evenly matched fight, some fighters overcoming opponents by a hair. The people flew left and right as one block held the three from the Jigen Hei School where they grouped together and began to rush through opponents in a similar, though less powerful fashion as the others who were eliminating people with ease. The few moments went by before an announcer shouted another winner. It seemed that it was a man of reasonably tall stature with deep golden eyes as he crossed his arms. The man seemed unscathed as he looked back to the announcer before leaving the arena. Though it didn't drag in as much attention as the other 7, it seemed that he eminated a great deal of ki. His eyes looked across towards Scryew, and then to Ginto. His mouth furrowing before walking out without so much as a word.
Though as it continued on, it seemed that another block finished. The man standing in the middle panting, would hold the side of his face as his eyes closed slowly. His mouth finally inhaled as he stood up and looked at the other block winners and smiled. His eyes would close as he put the hood from his shirt over his head as he staggered a bit, leaving the ring. The announcers would write down the numbers of each person before the announcer of the final block would shout out. It seemed that Prego had finished in first of the people who entered. His eyes gleamed with confidence as he panted and stood in the center of the arena. The many announcers would join together as they began to mix the numbers around and as they pulled them out, the announcers would place the board up and exit the vicinity for the opening ceremony to begin. Each fighter who made it thus far would be able to check and see who made it how far, and who would be fighting, and as a man in a suit walked out of the preliminary zone he would look amongst the remaining and smile, before giving a thumbs up. And not long after, he would be heard through loud speakers, talking to a crowd, explaining the tournament rules. His voice boomed and people cheered, most of them calling out for their favorite fighters to enter the arena.
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Daiko would look forth at the brackets and see him and Prego were up first. His eyes would gleam a bit as he felt the tension rise. The young man jumped up and down beside Ginto as he looked over to the young man as he gave a cheery grin. "I'm up first!" He'd call out to Ginto before putting a hand on his head while letting his mouth chuckle. His eyes would then focus forth at the entry way where his opponent stood. He would then grip his hand into a fist over the younger Saiyan's head. "I see you in the final round Ginto!" He'd say before walking forward. The young man's ahoge bouncing as he walked to the entry way. Prego stood beside him and closed an eye. "It seems like it's not a last round bout between us. But a first round one." He'd call out to Daiko. Daiko's eyes would close as he nodded his head. Daiko's eyes would blink a bit as he let a small chuckle leave his mouth. The nervousness was building up and leaving due to his excitement. The young man's eyes glew a bit as he looked up to Prego. "Let's do our best! I'll show you the extent of my Tournament power." Prego's eyes closed before his mouth frowned. "I see. Tournament power." He'd mutter before the walked forth, side by side.
As they entered the ring, the crowd cheered. The announcer called out the first match. It was to be between the two Jigen Hei students and it seemed that the crowd was on edge, seeing the two take their position on the arena. His eyes were blinking a bit as he stopped his stride at the same position as Prego. His face turned to Prego as they both matched each other's stance. Daiko's a bit more reserved than Prego's as they stared to each other. Daiko would let his mouth smile as he inhaled and exhaled lightly. "Daiko. If you don't use your true power, You'll be defeated in an instant." Prego called out before the announcer would look between the two. "BEGIN!"
As the word was called Daiko and Prego would tighten their grip of their fists as they stared off. Daiko would blink as he inhaled and exhaled. Prego would make eye contact as they two would seem to be stunned or frozen. The two would let the wind blow as they let their breaths become audible. As the crowd would stare, the two would size each other up in their minds. It seems that the two were at a stand still, though Daiko would look a bit less tense than Prego. Prego's eyes twitching as he stared at his smaller counterpart. Daiko's hair flowing in the wind as he finally sighed in relief. "Sorry Prego." He'd say as he finally took a step forward. "I wouldn't feel right." He'd then feel his opponent step back a bit as Daiko would dash forward. Prego would put up a guard as Daiko's hands began to move faster than Prego's eyes could keep up, each blow stopping before impact as articles of his clothing blew off. Daiko would stop his assault soon after as he blinked a moment before lifting his leg and swinging it to his side as Prego would slide to the side of the arena, close to the edge. His eyes opening as he frowned.
Prego would take a step forward as he panted a bit and lowered his guard as Daiko's foot lowered. Prego's hands would raise up to his stance once more before pushing forward. "Y-you underestimate my power. I'll stop holding back, so you can as well." Prego retorts as he glew dashing towards Daiko. The two would clash fists as the blows began to be exchanged. The two would match each other across the ring as they kept the attacks coming. Daiko's head moved swiftly as he kept a nervous smile on his face, rivaling Prego's intense look as the hits he threw were parried and defended before they both punched each other's fist and jumped backwards. Daiko would glide back on his toes as Prego stumbled a bit and pant as he stood before Daiko and put a hand forward. "I won't lose to this amount of power Daiko." His opposing hand would grasp the side of his palm as he would glow a bit brighter. "I'll have to use our Dojo's killing technique." Daiko would put a hand up and look forth as his eyes would sharpen and his pupils shrunk. The boy's glow concentrated into his hand as Daiko would dash forward. "Tarano HAURU!" He'd exclaim as the blast took form in a concentrated beam, around the size of a dodgeball. The beam had powerful, concentrated Ki behind it as Daiko flew towards it. The boy's fist came in contact with the blast as it exploded near the center of the ring, making a smoke screen.
Prego panted as he held his hand forward. The smoke from his hand was thick as the announcer adjusted his own shades, not seeing a technique of the sort before. Prego frowned as he lowered his hand slightly, before a fist entered his stomach. His body would be in stasis for a second as Daiko stood where he was and his body almost instantly slammed into the wall of the arena. Daiko's eyes closed while his mouth gave the same timid smile he always had. "Sorry, but I win again. . ." He'd say before standing up with his hand on his hip. His eyes would stare towards the KO'd opponent as a few officials rushed over to him as Daiko was declared the winner. Daiko walked from the arena to the entrance way, not looking back. "I'm sorry I couldn't go past that power." He'd tell him as he walked down the entry hall, looking straight ahead, trying not to make eye contact with the other combatants.
The hooded figure watched the staff gather again to a table as they began to write something on a board. Looking around, he could see that the place match had come to an end and there was a sense of tension in the air. The fighters here were ready for the tournament, to claim victory for their own reasons. However, the frost demon had made up his mind just to see how far he could get, and possible fight one of the people here that had peeked his interest. Ziber would get what he wanted as the staff placed the board on the wall, revealing the order of the fights. He moved over to the board like the other contestants and saw that he would be in the second match of the tournament. The frost demon also saw that he was going to get his wish as if he won his match, he could have a chance to fight the youth that he met in the mountains.
Once the reached the main building, the hooded figure moved over to one of the windows that faced the area and floated up to have a good view of the boy's match. By this time, he was greeted by the sight of friendship of Daiko and a man that had the same uniform as him. With their friendly banter, Ziber watched as they walked out of the building with a thunderous applause from that crowd. He watched as the crowd reacting, noting that this "Jigen Hei" must be a well known school from how they reacted to where the student came from. Then, with the command of the announcer, the first match of the tournament began. The frost demon could tell that this wasn't the first time the two fought as he felt from the actions they had history. Seeing this, he felt his heart get heavy, knowing that his time for those days were over and that he was alone.
The match was something to be hold as students of Jegen Hei fought, but the figure could see that the match was about the end. The sign of this came in the form of the attack Prego unleashed as he floated down and walked to the side of the doorway and stood by the left pillar facing the arena. After which, the announcer named Daiko as the winner, making the crowd cheer for the youth's success. Ziber then took his position to be seen in the doorway, with his opponent being parallel to him by the other pillar. His glowing blue eyes looked down to the boy but he didn't share eye contact with him. The youth had determination in his eyes, and it made the frost demon even more excited. His opponent was introduced first, a man by the name of Torak that the crowd didn't have as much of reaction to as the previous match start had.
The hooded figure didn't have a right to talk as when he was introduced as "Z", he could hear that there was more whispers then applause. He could understand that though, as to the people here would see him as an unknown and it didn't help that he hid his head with his hooded cloak. As they took the stage and turned to face each other, Ziber could tell that there was something off about his opponent. The drums began to sound, the two took their stance and with the announcers call, the second match had began. Torak was the first to move as he began to charge at his opponent seeming as if he was going to make a punch towards his stomach with his right fist. The frost demon moved to use his left hand to block and possible counter, but when his hand would stop his, this arm went straight through him as he seemed to fade away. He then stood there wondering where he went when felt something made contact with his neck and caused him to fall to the ground.
Torak was quick to celebrate his sneak attack and thought that he had won the match right then and there. The announcer was a bit surprised about what happened but then started to make the countdown when a person has been knocked out. At the number five, the hooded figure then stood up once more but not as shaken as one would think. Torak had hit his mark but his opponent had been hit by worse and the only reason he stay down as long as he did was to have a second to figure out what had happened. Unfortunately for the human, Ziber had faced something like what his opponent was using, and worse, he was not to happy with that trick. The man went then notice that the figure was fairly close to the end of the arena, enough that if he did it again, his opponent would fall out and be eliminated. However, when Torak charged and preformed the afterimage again, the next thing he saw the grass outside of the arena.
To the untrained eye, it would have looked as if Torak had tripped and fell out of the arena at the last minute, but to those that were more open with their ki would have seen that it was "Z" that had sent him out with a whip of his tail. After a moment, the announcer recovered from his surprise and claimed the hooded figure as the winner. The applause was light as the people thought that the figure had just gotten lucky with their win. Not phased by the crowds uneasy acceptance of his victory, Ziber made his way down the stairs of the arena to join the other competitors in the building. As he walked to the building, he could see who was next, the girl with a fire in her eyes and the friend of Daiko he had seen in the woods. The next match was going to be interesting and Ziber was going to take position at what had become his window to watch the matches. But as he passed them, Ziber couldn't help but say something to the people with so much fighting spirit whose match would soon begin... "Have fun, you two."
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 200/200--><--BP: 140-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Little Annoyed, Hopefully, Excited Thinking: "Well, that was something." With: A lot of fighters..
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_┗ Matches have been going back to back. Scryew had taken notice of considerable wins that came to mind though. The obvious Daiko who seemed to manage to cut his way into his wins. The boy he was with prior to the tournament and another in particular. A particular being that he couldn't decipher, if not mistaken he could be considered one of them Frost Demons that he's heard about. He didn't have anything to say, he just took heed to what he saw as information that could be useful for later on. "Alright everyone we're moving back on to our next match. The frightening silent warrior, Scryew! Up against him we have; The Tank, Yuren! Both gladiators have been RED HOT since they stepped to this ring! Let's see what plays out. Fighters, when you're ready. FIGHT!" ┓
_┗ Both men, standing dead across from each other, maybe about a good 4 to 5 feet from each other, the namek had gotten into position before dashing in for a strike to Yuren's chest. Only to no avail however, Yuren took it head on almost as if Scryew's strike had no effect on the male. Goin from one strike to another in such swift fashion only to reap the same conclusions as the initial attempt. Backing up enough to provide some space, Yuren hasn't even moved a single muscle. It was nothing but a ghost town just seeing him stand still like that. ┓
_┗ Without a means of hesitation, Yuren sprinted forward giving a strong headbutt to Scryew, forcing him to be pushed back. Totally catching him off guard, Yuren launched a relentless assault upon the Namek. Almost purposely making sure Scryew doesn't fall out of the ring, anytime he get near, Yuren would simply scoop him and toss him back to the center, almost straight manhandling him. The barrage of attacks were quite vicious in its own right that it became debatable that Yuren was strictly going for attempted. Murder. Being sent by a kick, Scyrew slid across the stage on the ground laying there for a bit. Yuren still stood in place after it was done seeing what the green male would do next. Though, because Scryew has yet to move, the announcer begun counting. Getting about half way, Scryew restood back to his feet with ease. Cracking his neck a bit before tossing a spit over to the side. The force behind his punches are real strong. Quite large in muscle mass yet still capable to maintain speed. Dimming his eyes, the namekian walked forward a bit before slightly crouching, clenching his fists tightly, he began to snarl and grown as his body began to emit an indigo colored like aura. Sparks of electricity became visible as the ground had grown to shake from slightly to somewhat unbearable. Forcing himself to not go overboard to emit too much power, Scryew's glow became more raw and potent to where even Yuren started to drop a few tears of sweat from the top of his head down to his feet. Looking at his hands, he saw them trembling before looking back at the Namek until suddenly, the shaking had stopped...Scryew however, continued to draw in raw power until almost in the midst of a flash, the naked eye would comprehend a massive blow to the gut of Yuren, which the namekian had connected from such a range within seconds. It became visibly clear that he left of trail of just color as a pathway to view the travel but at such speeds it was nothing but intense. What became the most frightening, the punch that was delivered was straight visible to see from simply looking at Yuren's back, you could literally see the fist of the namek almost as if attempting to force it through the body. Yuren's eyes turned completely white from the blow, only falling face first into the concert tiles not moving an inch. The announcer who was in shock for about 5 seconds couldn't move as he himself was shook from what was seen, but managed to check for a pulse to which could be found, the good thing was Yuren was not dead but was no longer able to even move. "After such a...remarkable showing, by straight knockout! Scryew is your winner!!!!!!" After being declared the winner, Scryew's aura had completely faded and the arena sadly had some shattered debris from his aura but enough for the tournament to continue. Silently, the Namek walked on back to the back, passing by the other contenders who couldn't even look at him, shook themselves. He moved himself to a corner where he would solicit himself until his very next match. ┓
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Daiko's eyes would glue to the fighters next seeing as they were more fights than his encounter with Prego. His eyes would glow seeing the man's bout with the trickster. The man had a tail from what he saw, his amazing senses kicked in when he watched the final blow. Though as he gleefully stood at the window, leaning out of it like a child seeing the man fall out and nodding rapidly. Prego soon walked behind him, with the other two from his dojo. Ragu and Rao smiled patting the boy's head as he turned to them, while Prego crossed his arms, scoffing. They would chuckle a bit in the boys direction as his hands went up holding a peace sign to them, watching the Frost Demon in a hood walk by him. "Daiko. . ." Prego would finally murmur as the others turned to him. "Don't you dare lose." Daiko would eye the ice demon as he let a sigh fall from his lips. "I wouldn't dream of it." His excitement boiled before he felt the timidness shaking his hands. His Ahoge dipping from side to side and then pulling his head towards the window once more as they were to spectate the next match.
Daiko's eyes seemed to become serious as he stared. He would watch the fight begin and the green man burst at the bigger opponent. It seemed his attacks weren't effective, and not long after he would see the beat down commence. His eyes would mellow a bit while he made an audible sound of displeasure. "That guy's a bully. . .I don't like w-" Daiko stopped as the man would toss the Namekian to the middle of the ring. Daiko's eyes closed before opening once more. ". . .This guy. . ." Daiko would murmur before looking at Scryew glow. The others in the dojo were confused at Daiko's concern, Daiko would watch the single hit fly and send the man into a coma like state. "He, will be a tricky one." He'd say while putting a hand to his arm, feeling a bit of unease knowing someone else could mask their power like him. Though as the winner was announced and the green man returned to his corner, Daiko's eyes would lock onto him before hearing the announcer call out. "Will the next two fighters come on down! Contestants Daiko and Z!" Daiko's eyes would open back up as he looked back. "I'm up! Wish me luck guys." The three waved him off as he walked down the hall towards the arena, limbering up as he went and looking back. His opponent was different from Prego. He'd have to try his hardest. He would step into the ring and stand, awaiting his opponent and the start of the battle.
Ziber watched from his window, and it was calming yet stimulating seeing how the other fighters used their skills.The two after his match went at with such passion, or perhaps too as it came to an end with a draw. The frost demon had seen their determination and so, had earned his respect. Maybe one day they could meet again and get the chance to fight the two himself. It then came to a match that he was most interested in, the match that included the Namekian. With the announcers call, Ziber now had a name to the other interstellar, Scryew. He watched as the two left the building and took center stage in ring, and crowd welcome them a roar. Now, it was time to see how powerful this person was and the frost demon knew that this would be a fun match to watch.
This however was not the match he saw at first as the Namekian's opponent showed his true colors by his actions. This Yuren appeared to have a different plan to win the match, a way that cared little about his opponent. Ziber began to feel it inside, a hatred for this human which reminded him of... The frost demon put his arm to his side as his attention was purely focused on the ring. Scryew had been thrown back and forth and was lying on one side of the ring, with the announcer beginning the countdown. Ziber's eyes was looking straight at the Namekian, not want him to give up or losing this fight. There was a sigh of relief when he saw the alien get up but now the fight was about to get more intense. The frost demon was then stunned as he watch the Scryew finish his match with one strike.
If only had his scouter with him, Ziber could scan how powerful this Namekian was with that hit. Still if he were to fight him, he wasn't at his best and wonder how he would fair at his current level. That would have to wait though, as Scryew had walked off stage and Yuren carried in on a stretcher, it was time for one of the matches he was excited for. Ziber followed behind his opponent out to the ring, as it seemed the Saiyan was eager for battle. He took his spot opposite of the boy with the worn cloak still covering his body. Stood near them as he introduce the fighters for a quick reminder of who they were before they began. "And now, the first fight of semi-finals is about to begin. Contestants, ready? Go! The announcer shouted before he moved to the side of the ring to let the fighters have at it.
"Daiko, was it? It is a pleasure to meet you. Though, I gave the letter Z for my profile, allow me to introduce myself." With that, Ziber placed his arms out wide in front of him, forming a v in front of him as he smile chuckle came from the cloak. Sparks began to form around the hooded figure as a cobalt aura began engulfed him. To the Saiyan in front of him and the Namekian still in the building, there was no reason to surpass himself any longer. Along with this idea, the cloak that had hid himself from the others flew off, revealing himself to everyone. The aura blasted out and with a slam of his tail on the stage, the frost demon was now ready to fight Daiko. "My name is Ziber, and I will be your opponent." With his words, the bio armor around his head moved over his mouth and nose to form something reminiscent of a visor, The frost demon was ready to fight the saiyan and like rhyme it was now his opponent's turn.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 200/200--><--BP: 140 x 3(First Form)-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Determined , Curious, Excited Thinking: "Now, the excitment really begins." With: A lot of fighters..
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Daiko watched the hooded figure enter the arena as his eyes closed and his mouth held a smile. His hands would be placed lightly on his hips as he chuckled nervously. It seemed his opponent was a mysterious one. His feet jumped up and down as he inhaled and exhaled, trying to prepare for the unknown. His dark eyes locked onto him as the announcer reintroduced the two and his body began to limber up. It seemed that he sounded nice enough. His eyes would look up and see the blimp. It had him on it, he was a bit more nervous now, knowing more people can see him around the world. His breaths became deep as he closed his eyes. His eyes then returned to the person Z before him as he heard himself adressed. The man would reintroduce himself. Daiko would feel that it was a polite thing to do, introduce himself again personally. Though as his arms moved, his Ahoge would reel back and his hands would get into a primal looking stance, with one hand above his head and another by his side as his eyes sharpened. His mouth let a frown protrude across his face looking at the being reveal it's true form through the guise of the hood.
Daiko felt the immense power, greater than he had felt on the planet before hand. His hair moved make as the announcer scurried. The two ready to engage. It seemed that even Prego was taken aback as Daiko's body produced a wind from his feet before the firery Cyan Ki bursted around him, revealing his true power. This wasn't going to be a mere test. These were the opponents he was awaiting. His teeth grit as he inhaled and exhaled feeling his power against the Ice demons as he felt the power that was over his. "So. . .You're an Ice demon. Like I met on Sadal before I left." He'd say to him as his mouth let out a sigh and then gave a determined yet sheepish grin. "I'm Daiko. . . A Saiyan, from Planet Sadal, and I will battle with all my might!" Daiko would retort to him before letting the Ki disperse, and watched the Ice demon, and baded the first move.
With himself powered up, Ziber placed his hands behind him and stood proud, keeping his gaze on his opponent. There was a smile hidden by his visor but why wouldn't there be with what was about to happen? It was true that he had never chance to fight a Saiyan but he had heard stories about these. With what heard, the frost demon believed that Daiko was going to strong and now, he was going to be proven right. As the cyan ki surround his opponent, Ziber was able to feel their power raise beyond what it was before. It had been a long time since he had fought a strong opponent, and his excitement could be seen from his eyes. There was something that worried him, that he had met a frost demon on Sadal, but it was time for questions. It was time for action.
Then came his introduction, one that promised to fight him with all of his might. This only made Ziber more interested, to see all that the Saiyan had to offer and in doing so, he would do as well. "Me?" The demon said while placing a right hand on his chest when motioned to have the first moved. This action was followed by a chuckle as he spoke once more to the kind offer that he was given. "Very well, I will make the first move." Ziber began to plot how he should start this battle he wanted to know what secrets the Saiyan had. A few moves were out of question for now as he didn't know how durable the Daiko was. Perhaps he would try something unorthodox first to see how the Saiyan would respond.
Ziber moved his arms to the side, palms pointing upward, and closed his hands, focusing ki to them. When he opened them, two balls of ki formed and floated in place even after his arms returned to his side. They then began to orbit around the frost demon, like two moons around a planet. The balls of ki went faster and faster until Ziber made his move and leaped towards the Saiyan. He was moving to make a punch with his right fist to the stomach of his opponent. However, with the orbs of ki orbiting like they were and if he dodged to the left, he could collide with the orb and it were to detonate where it would hit him. This was the plan but just in case, he would need to be ready to defend against the saiyan's counter.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 140/200(Twin Darkness Star: Summon and Post Cost)--><--BP: 140 x 3(First Form)-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Determined , Curious, Excited Thinking: "Try this!." With: A lot of fighters, Daiko
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the young man's eyes stuck on his opponent, the power increase wasn't something he expected as his mouth formed a frown. It wasn't going to be an easy fight, but his body was bubbling to see if and how he could overcome it. The moments of silence past as he and the opponent stared down, it seemed the ice demon calculating, as did he. His mouth not letting a sign of breathing be shown as he blinked a few times, feeling the difference in stance. His Saiyan stance was so primal that he didn't even feel like he could fight normally.Though his eyes would then lock on to the opponent's hands. it seemed the first strike was ready. Ki built up in the palm as two of the orbs formed. Daiko would strengthen himself in his stance. This was the first move. His eyes stared as they took off from his hands and began orbitting.
"LOOK AT THAT FOLKS Z, NOW KNOWN AS ZIBER SEEMS TO HAVE AN OFFENSIVE BARRIER NOW."The announcer shouted with glee. The crowd oo'd at the spectical as they looked as intently at the fight as possible. Daiko's eyes locked onto him as he felt the power of those orbs. They weren't to be toyed with and neither was this man. Daiko would watch the stride and his arms waved in a change. 'The Orbs are the problem'. He'd think to himself as he would watch the patern before taking a stepforward into the punch and pushing himself back to avoid the orb of ki, wincing lightly before pushing himself off to the side. He'd feel the tile against his ground as he circled around to the side. His feet planted near the side where Ziber started and his eyes gleamed. Daiko's body pushed forward as he dashed in his fighting stance, though as he did, he'd send an after image forward at Ziber. It would be a pincer strike as the After image got within physical range, Daiko would shoot several Ki blasts forth, through it's back.
Ziber was surprised when his fist made contact, but when his opponent was launched back, he had to admire the quick thinking that had been done to avoid his orbs. He then took the spot that the Saiyan had been standing before and followed him with his gaze. The frost demon watched as Daiko move across the tile arena to now mirror how they were seconds before. Ziber couldn't help but enjoy the fight he was in now, a feeling he had felt for a long while. Ironically, he saw a lot of his friend in the Saiyan, and that only fueled his fire for combat. The frost demon crossed his arms as he waited to see how he would attack him. Lucky for him, Ziber didn't have to wait long as he saw his opponent charging for him strike at him.
Ziber knew had to be cautious as the Saiyans were known for there strengh, and he already had seen a preview of his opponent's power during their matches. He was quick to react to the charge as he pushed off the titles to spin in the air, looking down to the ground. Before he could counter what he thought was his opponent, the frost demon saw another Daiko shooting at the other before it disappeared from sight. Ziber had seen this attack before, during his match against Torak when he appeared where he wasn't. He now began to question if this move was quite common on this world, but his sonic wrap, he didn't think he would need to learn that move. The frost demon hadn't gotten an idea what the Saiyan's fighting style was but it was fun to see what it was like. After the ki blasts were gone, Ziber landed elegantly in the center of the ring, being now half the distance they were before.
Ziber had to admit that his opponent was quite resourceful and it proved that this battle would not be just one about power but a battle of wits as well. He was then quick to start the next attack as he appeared to going to try and kick his opponent in the right shoulder. But like before, this action hid his true attack as his tail moved to try and hit the Saiyan's right leg. The frost demon wanted to see how Daiko would react to a fake out attack and could give him an advantage if he tripped. With how they were orbiting, the orbs wouldn't be a problem for the saiyan this time, but Ziber was still plotting with them. He couldn't hold them to long as it would drain ki fast and would leave him without his main way to fight. The frost demon would have to fire them in the next confrontation to have a moment to recover his ki. There was one thing that Ziber couldn't hide, that he was having fun fighting against this saiyan.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 130/200(Twin Darkness Star: Post Cost)--><--BP: 140 x 3(First Form)-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Determined , Curious, Excited Thinking: "He reminds me of him..." With: A lot of fighters, Daiko
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The boy's feet would plant, watching his plan go into effect. The blast destroyed tiles on the arena and created a small smoke screen before the Ice demon landed befre him again, changing his stance to the Jigen Hei style. His eyes watched him and the orbs, knowing he had missed his target and his ahoge spun. "He's a tough one." He'd mutter to himself as the announcer stood at the bridge between the arena and the stands due to the intensity growing. He'd let his breathing slow as the opponent swiftly flew in his direction and went with the kickng motion. Daiko watched the orbs before putting his arm up to catch the leg in the motion it flew and attempted to hit him with. His eyes glistening as he felt the power behind the kick, though even with the greater exuding energy. Daiko's strength had the upper hand. Though before another word could be uttered, his leg would be hit with the tail, and unexpected attack as Daiko would push back from his opponent and struggle to get his balance back.
His leg came down as he frowned deeply and felt his arm tense up. The Ki began to circulate around it as he ran forward at full speed and pulled his arm back. "Jigen Hei: San Hitto Renzokudageki!" He'd say as his fist flew forward attempting to hit his opponent with a normal looking punch, though if/once connected, would blast 3 delayed shockwaves of strong impact into the opponent, as if getting hit by a stronger punch each blow.
Ziber spun on his heel after both of his strikes made contact, now getting a hint of his opponent's strength with the kick he made. He could guess that his opponent was more resilient then him when it came to strike attacks and he would need to be more cautious about this fight. When his leg landed to meet the other, the frost demon then took a more defensive position, to get ready for whatever Dakio would bring up. Ziber didn't take to long as he watched the saiyan get his footing and then seem to charge his energy around his body. His opponent then charged at him with his arm pulled back readying a punch, without him knowing the added effect that this attack would have. This attack that Daiko was about to use, it was coming fast and from the feeling of it, was dangerous. Ziber was about to dodge with his sonic wrap but something stopped him and the attack would land on his gut.
Ziber was sent sliding on along tiles only stopping just inches away from the edge of the ring, with the tiles breaking from his grip with his feet. He then cough up some blood from the power of the punch that almost like three heard hits. The frost demon breathed heavily as he looked over to Daiko, the one that had brought this pain. It had been quite a while since he had felt pain like this, though it was more emotional then this physical. Ziber took a deep breath and held his right arm forward towards his opponent as the orbs moved from there orbit to his arm. The orbs orbited fast here until with a pulse, the orbs shot outward towards the saiyan, ripping up the tiles as the made there approach. If the orbs didn't hit their mark, Ziber would have to be quick to move them with his telekinesis to avoid hitting the crowd.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 120/200(Twin Darkness Star: Post Cost End)--><--BP: 140 x 3(First Form)-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Determined, Hurt, A bit Angry Thinking: "That hurt!" With: A lot of fighters, Daiko
