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Daiko saw the two's skills hit the larger opponent as the young Saiyan would feel a few fist fly into Ziber's direction. Though while this was happening, his eyes would narrow and pull both of his fist back before the burst of wind from the invisible barrier would move his hair back a bit. Daiko was a bit familiar with this technique, though Ziber's intellegence in combat surpassed many he knew. The look wasn't, but for a distraction as his tail came in his direction, prompting the young Saiyan's hand to push off of the ground and backwards out of the range of the attack. His blonde hair moved a bit as he glew, preparing to use a scatter shot on the next thing the Frost Demon would try, though as he watched Ziber's eyes, he'd stop glowing and stand up straight. The energies that he was reading. It was. Daiko's brow let a small bit of sweat come down as he rubbed the back of his head. The slam of his tail was all he needed to hear to know where his thoughts were going. Daiko lift his leg a bit as a reaction from the anger shown by Ziber.
After he looked to Ziber his hair died down a bit. "I didn't think they were gonna show up. H-hehe." He'd say while struggling to keep up his normal carefree facade over the nervousness he felt that he would soon have to explain. Daiko though would then after close an eye. "Let's not let it effect the reunion. We've still got a bit of a spar ta go Zi-kun." His words holding the classic Daiko timidness while he put a single hand infront of him, finding the power to keep his state through his emotional toil. After this, he would put his feet in position and keep his hand apologetically up. "I'll talk after this, P-Promise. L-let's just not get mad here."
Spike is impressed by the red haired boy trying to insert himself in the sparing match between the alien and blond man whose energies were large enough to distract spike from miles away and that he followed all the way to the dojo he finds himself himself in now. He thinks to himself "Can he not sense the massive amount of ki these guys are giving off, or dose he not care how strong they are? Is he actually on their level and just suppressing his ki so well I can't tell how strong he actually is?"
Spike's train of thought is interrupted when he hears someone below him addressing him. He looks down he looks down to see that a large man and a clear authority figure has noticed him. He stashes his notebook back into his backpack whilst he starts slowly lowering himself to the ground while telekinetically handing the man one of his buisness cards.
After landing next to the man Spike formally introduces himself by saying "Hope i'm not interrupting anything. My name's Spike Leonardo Bravo, but you can just call me Spike. If it isn't too rude of me to ask who do i have the pleasure of speaking to and where have i ended up after getting so lost i had to follow the largest kis i could sense to find my way back to civilization?"
Ziber gaze would only move away from his friend to see the child flying above on the cloud Gyoza had wished for. He had to respect the child for his quick thinking, and taking to the air to get the bird's eye view of the battle. The frost demon attention returned to Daiko as he began to speak, and without him saying anything, it appeared what he was feeling was correct. The assassin's from the other world tournament had somehow returned to earth and from the saiyan's words, he was somehow responsible for it. However, Ziber only seemed to stare, not showing any emotions, but his tail would more vocal about the situation as it flicked about. Why would the saiyan bring the those people back, especially the one that almost killed him if it weren't for the supreme Kai not wanting her champion to be disqualified. The frost demon then wondered if this was what Daiko had used his wish for after they had one the tournament. A flood of negative emotions started to flood into his mind, even past the mental guard he had placed over his mind. Ziber closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself from the knew information that he had learned.
However, he notice something as he tried to calm down, but he couldn't explain what it was. The frost demon would open his eyes again, and there was no anger in his stare, but determination from what he felt. He need to push himself farther, and who better then the one he help to master their golden form. Ziber took his stance again as his energy began to pulse and brought his arms to his chest for a move his friend was familiar with. With a opening of his hands, the twin darkness stars were ready and began to orbit around. A scene that of last year appeared again as the frost demon made his charge towards Daiko, with the balls of energy spinning around him. He was moving to take a punch at the saiyan but with how the timing was set, if he guard one of the orbs would surly make contact. Ziber was interest to see how his friend would counter this as this combo, but he had a guess that there was a plan already forming. At least with the orbs, the saiyan wouldn't be able to go on another punching spree with the moons that now orbited him.
N I K U M A |♢| Universe 6 |♢| BP: ??? |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✹ Crouching above on the Nimbus, Niku watched the two combatants carefully. Now that he thought about it, they both seemed familiar... The boy hummed to himself, trying to place the pair from somewhere. All the while, those guys were doing some flashy stuff he'd never seen before. Well except that one time, but that couldn't be right. Right? "Hold on. But...they look different. There's no way they're the same guys..." he mumbled to himself. It was a little over a year ago when he saw that martial arts tournament; the greatest show of martial arts he'd ever seen. He even managed to record it and only watch it religiously, studying and imitating the fighters he saw. The boy was still in denial...until the blue guy did it! That move! "NO WAY!!" Nikuma exclaimed, shouting aloud. It really was him- Ziber! Which meant that other guy had to be Daiko! AND HE WAS FIGHTING THEM?! 'Ok, ok...this is my chance to impress them! Don't mess it up!' Slapping his cheeks, the youngling put his game face on and charged back into the fray. Flying the Nimbus toward Daiko, he'd jump off at the last second, leaving the cloud on a collision course for his face. Of course, it being a cloud wouldn't hurt, but it would obscure his vision if it worked! Landing behind the spiky blonde, the boy would launch a spin kick toward the Saiyan's back.
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Daiko zigs his into frown as he closed an eye. 'Bur told me to give them a heads up. . .Why don't I listen to a genius?' He'd say while he watched the motions of Ziber. His emotions went from an angry tail flick from side to side, though after this, he'd see the determination on the face of his rival. He'd place a hand on his chest as he exhaled, unknowing if he dodged a bullet, or hadn't looked at the wound. His hands gripped tighter into a fist while he watched as the being's body would do the thing he remembered clearly. His hair moved as he felt himself back in the purple gi, his feet shaking, the wind blowing. A crowd cheering for an unknown fighter. Daiko would smile brightly as he felt his body glow. His foot would dig into the floor as the orbs rotated and his eyes would squint. Just like when he fought him before, he had to watch out for his triple threat technique. His eyes focused in on the attack as he felt the ground rumble from the energy coming from Ziber. He was approached as his vision was then blocked by a familiar golden cloud. hohshit.
Daiko's eyes then closed, the room was full of objects and other inanimate items. Though he only could see the spirit outlines of the people around him. His mouth would grit into a frown as the bodies rushed towards him. Ziber's rather large flare of ki would be infront of him as he would focus less on the punch as he would the orbs floating around him. Though as this happened, the same movement came from behind him as the boy came to spin kick towards him. Daiko would have to make a move of faith. His stance dropped as he turned his back to the oncoming orb. His elbow flew, towards the blast to destroy one. His opposing one slamming into the leg of the young man in a defensive gesture, as his cheek took the attack while he opened his eye wincing. "Owowow." He'd mutter while the boy's elbows leveled out and his fingers spread over his forehead as he turned his forehead to the orb over the shoulder of Ziber. "SOLAR FLARE!" He'd say, using his ki and the orb's light to make a small flash bang between the two, after which, if it worked, Daiko would use to reposition himself to the side of Ziber, giving a small ki blast to boost him a bit backwards, and possibly doing damage as he leapt to a new position on the battle field.
Ziber was surprised at what happened, for as he approached his friend with his twin orbs, the youth had made his move once again, but this time, he was on his side. He watched as the flame haired child made Gyoza's odd cloud to land in front of the saiyan's face, blocking his vision for a moment. The frost demon was impressed again by the quick thinking of the youth, as it looked like it made an opening the both of them. He liked the child's style and if he had been born as one of his race, he could have gotten far in the ranks. Ziber felt that he could teach a few things to the kid, but that would have to wait for another time as they were in the middle a fight. During the attack, he watched as the saiyan moved rapidly to get out of the conflict that he was in the center in. Daiko had slammed his elbow to block one of the frost demon's orbs and moved to counter the kick that the flared youth. He was interested to see what the saiyan would do, but when he saw the energy starting to flow to their forehead, he knew that there wasn't much time. Ziber's gaze went straight to Gyoza's cloud as an idea came into his mind, about how the cloud had blocked his vision.
His blue eyes would glow bright as a blue aura wrapped around the odd cloud and moved in front of his face, to block his gaze. The frost demon was surprised to see that the cloud was thick enough to block the rays of the solar flare. He was now interested by the history of this cloud and wondered where this cloud first came from. Ziber would release the cloud as he sensed his friend rushing away and saw the ki blast that he was trying to fire at him. He then moved the last ki orb into the blast the saiyan had fired causing the two to explode on contact. The frost demon then stared at Daiko, with him still a bit angered by the sudden return of the person that tried to kill him now on the planet. However, the youth had partly helped calmed him down as he was impressed on how he had sudden jumped into to the battle with two of the strongest warriors on the planet. So, for showing him the flaming spirit of the youth of earth, Ziber would give him as special service as he went through the motions of the attack of the turtle school. "Kame... Hame..." He said as a blue orb formed in his palms and when he brought his arms forward, the attack would follow the fleeing saiyan. "HA!"
N I K U M A |♢| Universe 6 |♢| BP: ??? |♢| |♢| Main Theme - - |♢| ✹ Nikuma was certain his ploy would work and earn him a blow against Daiko. But he should've known it would not be so easy to get one over on a skilled martial artist. 'Crap!' the boy grimaced as his kick was blocked so quickly. Now he was wide open! Fortunately, he wasn't attacked back and he wondered if it was because Ziber came at him as well. However, Daiko managed to stop that attack as well, for the most part! This guy was the real deal... There was no time to be impressed though, as the blonde used a blinding light technique that forced his eyes shut. Dropping his guard, he would stop to shield his eyes and recoil from being blinded. Whatever was happening after that, the kid couldn't see what was going on but he heard them moving a little ways from him. 'Did Ziber not get blinded? How did he do that?!' It was a little frustrating not being able to see what was going on, but he wasn't giving up. His vision was slowly returning and just in time to see Ziber use a new technique. The motions were pretty easy to follow- could he do that too?! "My turn! Kamekameha!" he recited, rushing through the same motions as Ziber. But when he thrust his hands out, it wasn't a beam but a puff of smoke and a small, slow moving ball of ki. The ki orb was so crudely shaped and could not maintain it's form before fading away. Niku stared at the display in utter shock with mouth agape...
This is why the Majin enjoyed sparring with Saiyans, or at least she thought as much, but Xalia was her first in that regard. After the beam struggle, Gummi found the woman laying on the ground. It gave her time to think up her next few moves before she glanced over to the human girl. "How long can you remain in that state?" She would ask inquiringly as the Saiyan shakily found her way back to her feet and changed straight for her. Quickly, a battle strategy formed in her head as she was taken back at the sudden burst of speed from her opponent.
She leveled her arm down once more as a grin crossed her face, "So glad you are still in this fight! Ill Rain!" Once more a hot pink ball formed in her palm before erupting out as three separate beam,s all arcing for Xalia at different speeds and angles. She wanted to catch the Saiyan off guard. Gummi wasn't much one for fighting up close. She needed to keep Xalia at a distance to keep the advantage.
『"I don't care what they say! I'll prove them wrong, every one of 'em!"』
[Training Continued From Last Post]
Seriyana would watch the beam struggle closely, as it seemed Gummi was gaining the upper hand. Xalia had massively misjudged the Majin's power. She also made the mistake of not showcasing her own. Seri understood Xalia's reservations to a point. But, she could have gone about it differently. She needs to understand that martial artists don't take half-baked excuses.
Seri would look to the fight happening between Ziber, Daiko, and the kid. He looked familiar, but the human fighter couldn't place it. However, what caught her attention was two Daikos. What was even more perplexing was when one melded into the other. What technique was that? It didn't look like the Afterimage at all.
This had caught her attention. Daiko had been gone for so long. It looked as if he were learning new tricks. He could've been training here and developing those skills, but no. He was off supposedly playing matchmaker, but instead he had been getting stronger by himself. They were a team. They were supposed to work together. How were they supposed to know each other's strengths and weaknesses if he was off being selfish like that?
This made Seriyana's blood boil. She'd been working her a** off to get stronger, to catch up to Daiko and Ziber, and here they were just leagues ahead. The gap kept widening, and she was not okay with this. Despite her potential being unlocked by the Supreme Kai, she was still so far behind. Her ki flared as her emotions began boiling up. She hadn't even noticed the newcomer find his way to the dojo.
The kid would react to Ziber's surprise attack on Daiko. He had apparently almost had the Super Saiyan, but Ziber took that opprotunity away. The kid seemed to be just attacking the two. A punch this time towards Ziber's face. Gyoza seemed completely beside himself with just how quickly the boy inserted himself into their fray.
Despite the kid being in the way, Daiko once again used that new technique to make more clones. This wasn't the Afterimage for sure. It was some sort of multiple clone technique. Seriyana hadn't seen anything like that before. Daiko used the clones to cause an even greater distraction. He then went in to attack Ziber himself with a barrage of punches.
Ziber was struggling to find a counter to Daiko's assault. The Frost Demon had been pushed backwards to where he had began from the force of the Saiyan's punches. However, Ziber had been developing some tricks of his own. With a Kiai, he would try to interrupt the barrage upon him. The kid was knocked off balance, but he called the Nimbus to carry himself up and out of the way. Could this kid not fly?
Daiko was able to dodge Ziber's counterattack, but the spar would seemingly be put on hold. It took Seri a moment, but she felt what Ziber was mad about. For all of her time training with Ingo, she could finally recognize the pressure put off by her aura. But the other aura that was accompanying her. No, it couldn't be, he was dead. His team lost. How was he here on Earth? How was he alive?
Daiko noticed the anger Ziber was putting off. It seemed he had already known what was going on. For whatever reason, he didn't think they were going to show up here. Seri had the feeling Daiko did something stupid. He had a good heart, but not enough common sense to make up for it sometimes. He mentioned to Ziber to not let it effect their reunion, and that htye still had a bit of a spar to go.
Daiko got into a fighting position and then mentioned that he'd talk after this. Seri was quite interested in what Daiko had to say about the matter. She had an idea what his wish to Ingo was, and she didn't like it. Ziber didn't much care for this outcome, it seemed. He was almost killed by Chitaak. Feeling out a little further, Seri could feel his pupils as well. No doubt they were brought back by his wish.
Watching as Ziber tried to calm himself, Seri was doing the exact opposite. She was letting her rage at Daiko grow. She was going to show him what for. The Earthling fighter was going to push past Daiko. However, Ziber resumed the spar by forming his Twin Darkness Stars and rushing towards Daiko. He threw a punch a the Saiyan.
Surely the close combat would cause one of the orbiting stars to hit. However, the kid would once again rush into the fray. He flew straight towards Daiko on the Nimbus, using the cloud as a distraction. His true attack would come in the form of a spin kick towards Daiko's back. However, Daiko was somewhat prepared. His stance dropped and he threw an elbow, destroying one orb. The other elbow went for the leg of the kid in a defensive position.
He took Ziber's attack to the cheeck, but this was so that he could get a good position with the other floating orb. Placing his fingers in front of his forehead, Daiko fired off a Solar Flare. That was smart, using the orbiting ball of energy as a light source. However, Ziber had used the Nimbus to block the Solar Flare. Daiko wasn't able to get the drop on Ziber.
Ziber blocked Daiko's ki blast with his other floating orb, causing the two to explode on contact. Ziber would follow up by performing the signature attack of the Turtle School. The Frost Demon charged up and fired off a Kamehameha towards Daiko. What was also impressive as the kid was able to shield his eyes from the Solar Flare. However, he still couldn't see while he was shielding his vision. Seri, on the other hand, wore sunglasses.
The Human Fighter took this opportunity to pop up above Daiko and begin charging her own attack. As she charged her's, the kid tried to mimic the Kamehameha himself, but only a puff of smoke came out. He wasn't a Majin, that's for sure. Speaking of Majin's, Gummi had asked a question to Seri about how long she could stay in that form. "I dunno, but I'm workin' on finding out!" When finished charging, Seri charged forward and unleashed a Tyrant Lancer towards Daiko, performing a two pronged attack along with Ziber.
[Shared Training Paragraphs: 25] [Shinzuken x4 Mastery 4/4]
『"I will never be forgotten! Everyone will know my name!"』
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The young man watched the smoke as he pushed off of the attack. His hand would slide across the floor while his eyes closed and he let out a soft exhale. He felt it in the attack as he stood up straight and watched the Frost Demon. Daiko winced a bit while he placed a hand to his side while he watched the Frost Demon prepare. His Body would focus as he opened his eyes and watched the movement of Ziber's hands, and Nikuma's. The one technique. He was preparing himself to reply to it while he looked upwards with a swiftness. Seri had joined in as he he sighed. It seemed that she had powered up to send an attack his way as well. Daiko's body would fit into a stance as he closed his eyes. The Glow spiraled around him as he focused. His mouth let out a slight groan as he pulsated his muscles and then leaned forward. He'd feel the attacks come onward as he pushed his hands outward. The ki he had flared up as he would take both of the attacks head on. His eyes opened wide as his teal eyes turned green for a moment as his ki flushed the area with a golden gleam. His teeth grit as his teeth taking on the motions while shaking his head. His hand went up and forth to grip both of the attacks in a hand each and would continue to squeeze down on them and allowed them to pop. His eyes then mellowed.
The smoke cleared as he held his hands holding the position as he let the flow of ki fade a bit as he would lighten his expression as he let his sigh ensue. "I think that was a bit too much for the Dojo, think if I had shot one back. . .We could be picking pieces of the roof up." Daiko would then place his hands by his side as he looked between them. "Let's call it before things get a bit out of hand." He'd say to the two of them while rubbing the back of his head. The young man then looked to Niku. The boy was very skilled, especially for one his age. His eyes blinked before he gave him a small smile and a thumbs up and let his arms drop to his side. His concerns still about him between the two as he would look at all of the Dojo goers. Including the pink one and the unknown woman.
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First We Gonna Rock, Then We Gonna Roll, Then Let It Pop, Go Let It Go, X Gonna Give It To Ya
Nothing else mattered, none of the spars called her attention as much as Gummi did. This spar between her and Gummi is pushing her limits and she loves it a lot. In the instance of her charging at Gummi, she felt her Saiyan blood in her body shift like it was adjusting to new power as if her power was screaming her name wanting to protect her. She smirks as she just takes the attack of Gummi's Rain attack like a champ as she pushes through despite her body getting beat up much more. Her motivation is like nullifying the pain she feels in her body, the motivation to become stronger and not fail her father's Saiyan teachings to her. No pain, no gain is what comes to mind about this attack of Gummi's bashing up against her body.
Xalia performs the perfect attack to get her closer to Gummi and hopefully nail her into the ground. Xalia powers up so strongly that it creates a dust cloud of the Dojo's floor. The dust like fog would rise around where she is and close enough to Gummi to hinder her sight of her. During this time with her new speed, she takes a dash around to Gummi's rear side and charges up attempting to grab the back of her neck, if successful, she will grab her neck, pick her up and slam her down into the ground face first. She would stick very close like a tiger in the forest, not wanting to let her get out of range again. Of course she would of answered Gummi's question earlier but to her, talking during battle is pointless thing to do. This is something that she frowns upon as she looks at Gummi with utter disappointment about talking during a fight.
She remembers back when she was on Planet Sadal and where she got her strict military battle attitude. It was rough for her as she was like Gummi before, talked during a fight and such. Every time she would talk during combat, her battle trainer would deck her across the mouth and not say a word. It was the perfect way of saying don't talk during a fight and keep your mouth shut. Her combat teacher was gruff man, long white beard, scar across the left eye as if a blade met it. He had leather padding on his Saiyan armor as if he has been in battle many times and had earned the rank of Veteran.
Her parents did train her a bit to keep the training fresh in her mind so that she wouldn't forget the principles of combat. She remembers the first day she met her battle trainer, He is very kind like her in the present but when it came to combat, he was strict as he can be. These principles of combat she took in not as teaching but personal as this man she looked at like a Grandpa. She remembers the beautiful garden her parents would visit and her battle trainer was there talking to them with a smile. Her grandpa like figure called her over one night to the gardens to have a personal chat with her. He told her how proud he is to be her battle trainer, she had learned so much from him.
He admitted to her that he didn't like showing her his strict battle side but it was meant to toughen her like she is a Ox that sharpens it horns daily. He gave her a necklace that had some sharp fish tooth at the end of it as a personal gift but a graduation gift from the Saiyan Academy. Due to this, she was able to forward as a warrior though she noticed one point he was frowning. Not out of anger but sadness, she couldn't understand why until it was a few years later. The civil war struck and he was one of the first Ancient Saiyans to fall before other Saiyans that disagreed about Ancient Saiyans living among them. Primal Saiyans tried to stay in between out of the conflict but Modern Saiyans kept trying to drag them into it, either they fought or they died by them.
This war tore Xalia's life into a complete sunder under neath the hottest day with screams of Saiyans dying. Its ironic how her last name is Sundersun, some days a peaceful name, other days its a curse of what she can't forget. There has been days where she would grit her teeth a bit wondering why her parents gave her that last name without them knowing. A blood soaking massarce of the Ancient Saiyans was on the way and they had no idea. She couldn't even do anything when she was slowly being frozen as she first heard her mother scream before her father with complete silence falling down on her life scarred ears. Her heart just shrink down to size, and the room chamber doors even shut and locked preventing many years of any Saiyans finding her until her adoptive parents. Even at that point, her life was not safe, she had to be forced to leave her home with her adoptive parents having the faces of someone that had witnessed their lover's death.
Why did black like rose days fall on her? So black that no light can seep through it as if it was black ink from a squid. It was thick pitch darkness in Xalia's life; no one should question her parent's sacrifice along with her adoptive parents. She lived because of them and now Gummi a young pink looking girl even asked her why would she remain in the state she is in. Her parents didn't even think about the state of their lives when it came to saving their only daughter. Why should Xalia question the teachings of her father and how stern he sounded but still held a smile?
Why should she just lay down in defeat like her parents could of to save their own skins and let the life force of a young girl be so easily dismissed? No. Its simply inexcusable to do that specially on reminding what her goal is, no matter how hard it turns out. Until this spar is over, she won't speak to Gummi period. This is a spar, though she is treating it like its a real life battle, and that right now if Gummi was a enemy, she wouldn't think about asking why she is fighting like the state she is. She would keep striking Xalia until she was completely not breathing as if a tight air vacuum squeezed her throat and destroyed her voice box. This is a battle and she will keep treating it that way until the spar is said and done.
Shut My Eyes, I Know Its Now Or Never, Ride Or Die,I Let My Heart Surrender, Rise Up, I Was Born A Fighter, Dancing In A Ring Of Fire.
|♢| Universe 6 |♢| Human |♢| BP: 1,110 |♢| Ki: 710 / 710 |♢| Stamina: 860 / 860 |♢| Health: 1350 / 1350 |♢| |♢| Current Theme - - |♢| ㊝ Looking up at the young man who floated above, he watched as he hovered down and floated a business card to him as well. The old man took the card, looking it over with a raised brow. Bravo Engineering? The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. It'd probably come to him later...maybe. His sole gaze drifting up from the card to the guy, he handed the card back as he introduced himself. "...The name's Gyoza. This is my dojo, The Turtle School. These are my students...well most of them are" he explained, gesturing to the artists. Though now that he had his eye back on them, he could see they were getting a little more rambunctious than usual. It even looked like they already broke some things. Yep, it was time to settle the crowd. "Just a moment..." The elder would take a deep breath before shouting "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!! THAT'S ENOUGH OUT OF YOU LOT!!" It was time to bring this exercise to a close, much to the young boy's disappointment.
"Whaaaaa? B-But I was just getting started! C'mon gramps!" Nikuma would protest, running up to his grandfather. Annoyed, the old man would give the little troublemaker a flick on the forehead as punishment for his disobedience. "OWOWOW!!""Didn't I tell you to stay put?!" Gyoza grumbled, shaking his head. The kid rubbed his forehead, shaking his head as well. "I-I did! I was still on the clo- I mean, I was, I- ...Sorry..." he apologized, hanging his head. The old man sighed, patting the boy on the head. "Look kid, I get you're excited. But you can't just jump into a spar like that. You could've gotten hurt...and then your mother would kill us both..." Both grandfather and grandson would grimace at the very thought.
Ziber respected that child for trying to learn the Kamehameha on the fly, but it seemed he still needed time to understand the technique. However, his attack was a strong beam and it was barreling towards the saiyan, showing what how strong he had gotten. What he didn't expect was when Seri joined in on the attack for a combined effort to show how strong they had become. And then, in a single move by the saiyan, his heart sank and the weakness that he had felt before, Ziber watched that his friend didn't dodge the attacks or blocked them, but simply crushed them in his hands. Had the time that he and the girl trained with the supreme kai was a wasted effort and the saiyan got stronger without them? Daiko's words only made the frost demon more angry as they needed to go all out so that they could get strong. What was more of the insult, he knew that the saiyan was holding back as he had seen a more powerful form of him during the battle with the monster. Ziber wouldn't accept this, as he wanted to continue on as he felt he was close to a break through for... Something?
He was about to decline the saiyan's request to end the spar when the voice of the turtle master made it clear, that they were done. The frost demon gripped if fist as his tail slammed one last time before walking away to start cleaning up the mess that this session had caused. With telekinesis, it made the job much easier for him, and he knew that he had to take care of this as he was responsible for it. However, Ziber's mind was on other things, especially for what his friend had wished for, having brought the assassins here to earth. He couldn't ask what the wish was as he felt the a bit betrayed that the saiyan had brought back the person that that tried to kill him. The frost demon didn't understand Daiko's line of thinking and was trying to block his own thoughts on cleaning up. He hoped that the saiyan hadn't wished for them back to laugh to fight them again, and if they did, where would they... The tournament. At that point, Ziber's eyes went dull as he sealed himself to just focus on the the task of cleaning up. After all, the saiyan was going to win the competition with the power he was hiding, while he had only gotten a burst of strength...
The old man introduced himself while looking like he was trying to remember something he had forgotten. He then excused himself from the conversation to calm down the chaos of the dojo and scold a child who couldn't be much older than he was when he started teaching himself how to shoot ki blasts.
While Gyoza was scolding the child Spike Thought to himself "Gyoza huh sounds familiar, and did he say turtle school? Weren't mom's old books about turtle school techniques? Wonder if they knew each other. ...Actually wasn't the name Gyoza one of the names in those tournament records I checked to see what they said about dad? Guess I should ask him if he remembers anything about those tournaments twenty years ago in case i'm lucky enough to have stumbled across someone who knows anything about dad, his past, or where he disappeared to."
Scanning over the the dojo students, who seemed to be winding down from their sparring in response to being yelled at, spike hadn't realized how many people were actually here, and found himself distracted by who he presumed at first was someone in some sort of skin tight battle suite. "Why is that guy in a full body suite when everyone else is just in a gi? And why is it skin tight? Wouldn't that be hot?" he thought to himself before taking a closer look.
Spike quickly noticed it wasn't a body suit but that his skin was actually just blue. Spike tilted his head slightly and thought "Oh his skin is just blue... I guess that means he's not from earth? and that tail isn't a weapon? Cool. I've never met an alien in person before. I wonder if they would let me study them sometime or another."
Spike then turned his attention back to Gyoza, who seemed to have made himself and the boy grimace for some reason, and waited for him to start the conversation back up whilst telekinetically helping with the dojo cleanup that had started.
A smirk crept across the face of the bubbly, pink Majin as she made not of her opponent's non-responsive behavior, and how she even rushed though her triple hits of Ill Rain. Gummi raising her hand gathering her Ki for one last blast, before the Saiyan girl would reach her. "Your no fun~" The Ki in her hand forming just a normal Vanishing Ball ready to be thrown as a last ditch effort to keep Xalia from striking range. Her attention never waving from her spar, but she can feel Seriyana... and she felt mad.. it would seem the sparring had be broken into pairs, though she thought the cute human would jump into theirs as the small child into Ziber and Daiko. Another odd signature joined the group, close to her master, and soon his loud voice effectively boomed that their spar was over. The Vanishing Ball is put out, reabsorbed into her body, before she flickers and is standing before Gyoza.
A soft, respectful bow is given to the old hermit, before Gummi looks up to him. "Yes, Master Gyoza. I hope my performance was not displeasing." She was likely the newest, and most unpolished of the Turtle Hermit's students, yet she wore the gi with pride while striving to prove herself under his tutelage. Her eyes glance over her shoulder to where she left Xalia, then moved to each of her other friends; Seri, Daiko, and Ziber still engaged with each other and the kid.. though not for much longer as even the kid stopped and moved to Gyoza. The boy also earned a flick to the forehead for arguing with the older man. Now the two of them wait for the others to fall in line, at least everyone but the saiyan, as she was yet a student here. This made Gummi curious now that the spar was over... just who was she and why was she here?
