"So it's true… that girl's related to Garlic Junior," Piccolo murmured to himself, drawing Zangya's gaze up to him.
When the Hera glanced across at the Namekian, she saw the stress lines on his face and the beads of sweat dripping down his skin. This was all the sign she needed to know that whoever this young fighter was had the caped warrior on edge. "My hearing's not as good as yours. What's the scoop?"
The former guardian of earth nodded towards the ring, where they saw the two warriors slide into fighting stances and prepare for a second bout. "That girl down there is a Makyan; a member of a race of demons that originated from a planet called the Makyo Star." Turning to the woman standing at the railings, the Namekian's frown deepened. "Years ago, a powerful member of their race named Garlic Junior came to the earth seeking revenge for his father being denied the seat of the guardian's throne and being sealed inside a dimension known as the Dead Zone. However, after gaining immortality and trying to destroy the planet, he was stopped by Gohan when he threw him into the same space his father ended up in. He managed to break free years later, but met the same fate after another attempt to gain control of the planet."
Zangya scoffed, "Heh. He must have been one determined bastard."
"He was one of the most dangerous enemies we ever faced and was one of the closest to ever come to achieving his goals. But working together we were able to stop him and destroyed his home planet and the source of his race's power, the Makyo Star, in the process," Piccolo informed, his glare tightening as he looked upon the white haired girl down below. "When we threw him into that black hole, we thought we'd been rid of him and his kind. However… it seems like there's one out there who still has a part to play in this… an offspring of Garlic Junior we didn't know he had…"
"And it looks like she has a little score to settle with wonder boy," Zangya commented, a frown appearing on her face while she fixed her own glare upon the surprisingly strong girl below. Watching the pair size each other up, the Hera clenched her jaw tightly, "Do you think he'll be able to beat her?"
"I'm not sure," Piccolo murmured, tapping his finger uneasily. "Both times we fought members of the Makyan race they displayed tremendous levels of skill and power. It's been years since we last fought against Garlic Junior and his cronies, and we've all gotten much stronger since then. But this one… she's able to trade blows evenly with Gohan in his base form and is still able to stand."
Zangya chuckled at this, "Well… that's nice and all, but if I'm being completely honest with you green man, that's hardly enough to count as a real threat. All wonder boy has to do is go blonde, kick the shit out of her, and end this match once and for all." Crossing her arms and leaning against the railing, the Hera woman smirked assuredly, "I mean, killing is not allowed, yeah, but I'm sure if he beats her up enough she'll eventually get the picture and throw in the towel. Hell, I doubt he'll even need to go Super Saiyan to knock her ass out of the ring and win."
Despite the girl's confident remarks, Piccolo couldn't help but grit his teeth anxiously. "I wouldn't be so sure about that…"
This comment had Zangya raise an eyebrow at the Namekian curiously.
As the crowd started to clamor once again, waiting patiently for the pair to restart the match, the two young warriors figured they'd been standing around long enough.
Exploding from their spots with a yell of effort and a blast of wind, the pair flew at each other, covering the space of fifteen meters and colliding elbow first with a deafening thunderclap. The shockwave they produced was so great it rocked the entire coliseum to its foundations, scaring the daylights out of the spectators as bolts of lightning shot off of the two fighters. Locked in another heated grappling match, Gohan and Paprika snarled angrily and tried to force the other away. A white aura and electricity crackling off of both of them, the pair summoned all the strength they could muster to try and overcome their equally stubborn foe.
The entire area beginning to tremble under the growing pressure of their exchange, the duo soon grew annoyed at the stalemate and they threw a punch at each other with their free hand. Their fists connecting in the middle, the force of impact was enough to send both blasting backwards. Slamming his feet into the ground first, Gohan dashed after the girl and engaged her in a furious exchange of blows. Flurries of punches flew between them as they fought a running battle across the ring, until another sonic boom rang out that separated them and sent them spinning back through the air.
Flipping repeatedly as they descended, both landed at the exact same time on opposite sides of the ring. The instant they touched base, the two warriors shot into the air and, climbing to about twenty stories, met in the sky above the stadium and once again engaged each other in a vicious exchange of blows. More shockwaves rang out as the pair fought in complete sight of the audience, all of whom gawked in shock at the two youngsters battling it out in midair.
The former competitors of the Junior Division were especially astonished, all of them staring up from the ground at the feuding fighters with their jaws hanging open and eyes bugging out of their sockets.
It soon became apparent to all of them why they'd lost.
The force of all their connecting attacks was enough to cause the ring beneath them to shake and crack.
The announcer, completely overwhelmed by the battle, grinned into his microphone and turned to the silent crowd. "WHOA! FEEL THE POWER OF THOSE BLOWS! THEY CAN STOP A FREIGHT TRAIN IN ITS TRACKS! ARE YOU WATCHING THIS?!" It was a question that didn't need to be asked.
He wouldn't be surprised if the entire world was watching at this point.
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