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Chapter 45 requires special training.
Chapter 45 requires special training.
The seventh small venue was noisy. If it weren't for a group of burly men maintaining order, someone in the audience might have jumped in and hit the tall, thin young contestant who was still in a daze. It was just that the other party lost to a child too easily, which was a bit outrageous.
"Very good!"
Unlike the furious audience, Nahashu and his group of children clenched their fists and beamed with joy.
In just the first game, they won enough to cover their food expenses for more than twenty days.
"Everyone split up to collect the money, and then prepare to bet on the eldest brother's second game."
Nahash took on the role of the gambling commander, while Akame, Kurome, and others were divided into teams to carry out the mission of betting on the boss's victory, and to spread rumors that there were suckers betting on the underdog before the gambling den closed betting, so that more people would bet on the boss's opponent.
After waiting for half an hour, in the 7th group of 24 to 12 round, Broly easily defeated his opponent, a boy wearing red boxing gloves, whose punches were accompanied by a whooshing sound.
Unfortunately, Broly easily blocked the punch, grabbed him, and threw him out of the ring, eliminating him instantly, which once again drew wails and curses from the seventh group's small arena.
"Damn it, why is it happening again?!"
"Damn it, I refuse to believe that a kid like me can get through the preliminary rounds so easily!"
"Wait a minute, could that little guy number 48 really be a dark horse?"
Another half hour passed, and as the round of 12 to 6 began, Broly once again threw out an opponent who hadn't underestimated him but whose skill level was far inferior. Some people's gazes towards him changed.
Especially in the first and fifth venues, some promising contestants favored by the merchant groups were eliminated by two other children during the preliminary rounds. As a result, the audience in the seventh venue were all looking intently at Broly, who was resting on the ground at the edge of the venue, believing that he was the dark horse of the seventh venue.
"Something terrible has happened, Brother Broly."
Broly was sitting on the edge of the arena, boredly waiting for the next match to be decided in one move, when he suddenly heard Nahash's voice from behind him.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Broly turned his head and asked.
"Everyone considers you a dark horse, big brother. Nobody is betting that your opponent will win."
Nahashu said with a bitter face.
"Uh, is there a problem with this?"
Broly hadn't figured it out yet.
"We can't earn money for food anymore."
Nahashu said succinctly.
"What?!"
Broly's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt as if happiness had vanished in that instant.
"Brother, it's alright, I have a way."
At that moment, Cornelia said.
"What method?"
"Come closer, I'll tell you quietly."
After all, it's a meeting place, a place where you can speak openly and honestly; there are some things you can't say loudly.
Broly jumped onto the stands and lay down on the edge, listening to Cornelia's idea.
"So it is, like this, brother, do you understand?"
Cornelia whispered in Broly's ear, and after telling him her idea, she asked...
"Okay, I understand."
Broly thought for a moment and nodded. Cornelia's idea was similar to luring good people into a trap.
In the round of 6 to 3, Broly's opponent was a scarred giant. This man exuded a wild and fierce aura, and the old scars exposed on his chest and arms showed that he was a man with rich combat experience.
The man did not underestimate Broly just because his opponent was a child. In fact, those who made it to the fourth round of the preliminary rounds had basically already eliminated the lucky ones.
This time, Broly didn't easily defeat his opponent like he had the previous three times. Instead, he struggled to keep up with his opponent.
That's right, it was very difficult for Broly to hold his own against this opponent, because he had to control his strength while also appearing to be giving it his all, which was quite a challenge for someone with his terrifying power.
The man threw a punch, and Broly made a blocking motion, easily blocking the man's fist.
But after a brief pause, Broly was sent flying backward, rolling several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop at the edge of the ring.
Getting up, the young Saiyan exclaimed with great energy, "What a powerful punch! I couldn't even block it, and I almost fell off the ring and was eliminated."
In the audience, Mine: "..."
This acting is terrible.
"As expected of Broly, he managed to block such a powerful punch."
A group of children shouted from the side.
"No, what are you guys doing? How can anyone believe this?"
Mine lowered her voice and said that she really couldn't stand this fake and exaggerated acting.
"Damn, it wasn't a dark horse after all. It just ran into weak opponents the first three times. I even bet on it to win this time!"
However, some spectators actually cursed out loud, leaving Mine completely dumbfounded.
【Seriously, you guys actually believed this kind of exaggerated acting?!】
The expression on Mine's face practically screamed this message.
"Go for it, Broly!"
Hei Tong shouted, and her shout immediately roused the boy on the stage.
After being knocked down and getting back up three times, the surrounding audience was stirred up and gradually chanted "We must defeat our opponent!" before Broly finally managed to throw a punch, sending his opponent flying out of the ring.
"Ah, what a wonderful match! Although contestant number 48 was a bit weaker, he defeated contestant number 7 with his tenacious resilience and willpower. Congratulations to contestant number 48 for winning this match."
Broly looked breathless, but there wasn't a drop of sweat on his forehead. If it weren't for his dirty body and footprints, no one would believe that he had just gone through a tough battle.
"The 3-to-1 competition is tomorrow. Get a good night's rest and try to make it into the next round tomorrow."
Seeing Broly's disheveled appearance, the referee knew how strong his two opponents were who would be competing for a spot in the qualifying rounds the next day. Although he didn't think highly of the kid who had made it to the fifth round by luck and a little bit of skill, he still encouraged Broly.
"Okay, I'll definitely make it to the finals."
Broly stated with certainty that aside from some footprints and a somewhat dirty appearance, he had no injuries whatsoever.
That's normal, after all, they're Saiyans.
"How about it, everyone? Did I do a good job of playing the victim?"
After leaving the venue and reuniting with the other children, Broly asked...
"That was fantastic, Broly, especially when you were knocked down for the third time, I saw people in the stands tearing up your winning tickets."
"However, after you finally defeated your opponent, Broly, that guy was rather disheveled, bending down on the ground to look for the receipt he had torn up."
The children laughed. Anyone who dared to look down on their older brother deserved to be embarrassed.
"Brother Broly, your weakness in the fourth game means that not many people will bet on you to win the two games that will decide the advancement match tomorrow. If you just keep playing weak, we will definitely make more money."
Cornelia said.
"Unfortunately, in today's fourth game, a lot of people bet on 'Big Brother, you win,' and we put all our money on it, but we still didn't win as much as we did in the previous games."
Nahashu is a bit of a pity.
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, if you lose too many times, those who placed the bets aren't stupid."
Akame noticed in the third match that the others no longer believed in the possibility of being gullible bettors on the dark horse. Instead, they were more convinced that Broly was the real dark horse, and their betting inclination shifted from their opponents to Broly himself.
"I think if you're really going to use the exaggerated acting you showed in today's last game tomorrow, people will definitely see through it."
Mine rubbed her forehead. Although many naive audience members believed their exaggerated performance, she noticed that some other audience members had disdainful expressions and twitching lips. Clearly, those people could tell that it was all a hoax.
Of course, they may not be sure now, but they will be sure after a couple more rounds. The real big betting comes after they make it to the play-in stage.
"What should we do then?"
When Mine explained what she had gleaned from observing people's expressions, Akame, Kurome, and the others couldn't remain calm. Whether they could win more money would determine their future quality of life, so they directly asked Mine. Through their interactions along the way, they all knew that Mine was a resourceful girl.
"It's simple, we need to improve our acting skills, especially Big Brother's acting skills." Mine said with her hands on her hips, then pointed at Broly and said, "When you were showing weakness just now, whether it was the way you flew out or the words you said after you stood up again, it was all too fake."
"But my opponent was really weak. If I hadn't rolled away myself, he wouldn't have been able to knock me away at all."
Broly offered a defense of himself.
"That's why you need extra training; you need to make your act of weakness seem more genuine!"
As a person of mixed ethnicity, Mine once learned acting skills on her own in order to survive.
Perhaps she's not a professional, but she's at least better than the kids here, and better than Broly.
"Let's have some special training tonight!"
She said.
(End of this chapter)