NABC Chapter 56 Accept this championship!
Chapter 56 Accept this championship!
Chapter 56 Accept this championship!
Mine is a resourceful person, and Broly brought the prepared props to the stage the very next day.
After a series of hardcore cutscenes, the finals of the Western Martial Arts Tournament began.
Broly fought Sambasan for dozens of rounds in the ring.
Just when Sambassam, who also had ulterior motives, was feeling the strain and was about to be defeated, Broly suddenly bumped into his fist and staged a staged accident.
"Pfft~"
Broly flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The bandages on his body also seeped out bright red blood, which was a prop blood pack made of fresh sheep blood wrapped in sheep intestines.
While covered in blood, Broly confirmed with a somewhat stunned Sambassador his analysis using secret techniques that he had made in the ring the day before.
In short, Broly did use a secret technique that was extremely damaging to his body yesterday to unleash his powerful strength.
Today, precisely because of the side effects of this secret technique, he is no match for Sambasang in his best condition.
It's a pity, but he's no longer able to fight.
Broly recalled the message, "Jojo, this is my last Ripple, accept it," and with a gaze that seemed to say, "Uncle Sambasan, this is my way of repaying you for speaking up for me, accept this championship," he looked at the bearded man whose body was gradually trembling, as if he was somewhat moved, and then fell straight down.
His role as the ape actor is no longer needed on the grand stage of the Western Martial Arts Tournament.
Sambasan trembled uncontrollably as he watched Broly fall to the ground.
He desperately wanted to rush over, kneel down in front of the boy, and beg him to stand up and punch him again.
He wouldn't dodge that punch, no matter how slow it was.
No matter how light the object, it will fly away on its own, making itself look seriously injured.
Then his head lolled to the side, and he lost consciousness completely.
But he can't do anything right now, because even fixing a match requires the process of actually doing it.
But if they don't even fight back and just slide to their knees and admit defeat...
No one would agree with that, not even the event organizers would let him off the hook.
Life is unpredictable, and sometimes the outcome of a battle isn't reflected on the surface of the arena, but rather on the betting slips that have just been written off.
Sambasang raised one hand, suppressing the grief of losing eight million dollars and wanting to cry, and roared in a suppressed voice: "I won!"
After a moment of silence, as the audience in the stadium digested the fact that Sambas's judgment yesterday was actually correct, they offered a lukewarm cheer to Sambas, the ultimate winner who had won by sheer luck.
"What a pity, if Broly could recover..."
"Sigh, I should have bet on Sambas to win."
Although today's turn of events was unexpected, everyone was able to accept the outcome. The reason is actually quite simple: people are always more likely to accept things they can understand.
Yesterday, Broly displayed monstrous power when fighting Esdeath. Now that it has been proven that he used some kind of secret technique with side effects, it has become much more acceptable. Apart from the gamblers who lost money, not many people continue to dwell on this matter.
As for the chamber of commerce that opened the gambling bureau, they were even more surprised, but could only lament that plans can't keep up with changes. They never expected that after Broly's upset victory in the semi-finals, Sambas would also upset the championship in the finals.
But there was nothing they could do, since Sambasang had given the correct analysis yesterday, but no one believed him at the time.
Although nobody believed it, including Sambassang himself.
. . . .
"How much money did we win in total?"
After Broly was carried off the stage, he asked Nahash.
"Including the prize money from the competition and the compensation from the Rabbit Collectors Association, we estimate that we will receive 27 million."
Nahashu said excitedly that Broly's decision to forgo the championship had increased the team's original bet winnings by more than seven times, which was a terrifying amount for a group of kids.
In just one week, the team's assets grew from over 100,000 to over 27 million, which is much more profitable than waiting for kind people to deliver supplies to their door.
"If we could play a few more games, we'd never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of our lives."
Mine said that the children who didn't want to go home but were just following Broly nodded in agreement.
"Unfortunately, I'll be leaving in just over a month."
Broly also sighed.
"Hey, Broly, where are you going?"
Kurohime asked the question.
"Go back to your own world."
Broly answered matter-of-factly.
"Um?!"
The children looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Hey, didn't I mention that?"
Seeing his friend's reaction, Broly scratched his head and asked.
"no."
The children shook their heads, saying they had never heard of such a thing before.
"I've probably been living too comfortably and forgot to tell you about it."
Broly continued scratching his head; he had indeed become quite homesick since arriving in this world.
My friends come and go, but there are still many of them.
I found two wives, Akame and Kurome, right at the start of the game, and the two girls' happiness stats have now exceeded 500 points.
I picked up Mine midway through the journey. Although she joined late, Mine already has over 200 points. And Esdeath, whom I just defeated and became friends with yesterday, is a heavyweight wife character. Just yesterday's battle with me alone made my happiness level exceed 100 points.
It's only about 20 points lower than Mine's happiness score of just over 200, and it looks like it could surpass Mine's happiness score at any time. It can be called the strongest meal ticket stock Broly has ever seen.
Back at the inn, Broly gathered everyone together and told them that he would be forcibly sent back to his own world in 34 days. The group of children who had been with him were somewhat disappointed after hearing this.
"Brother Broly, what are we going to do now that you're gone?"
Losang's eyes were brimming with tears.
"It's okay. Before I leave this world, I will definitely build a happy home for everyone."
Broly said seriously that after sending the children who wanted to go home home, he would take the remaining friends to live in some suitable places, and then leave a large sum of money so that everyone could live a happy life.
"Brother Broly, I'll miss you so much."
Bonnie's eyes were filled with glistening tears. No one else would eat her mushrooms except for Broly, who would accept any mushrooms offered to her. He was a kind older brother who knew mushrooms well.
"I'll miss you all too, but I can't take you with me when I leave this world."
Broly was also somewhat helpless.
"Wait, Brother Broly, what you're saying doesn't mean you're going to leave us here too, does it?"
Mine, who had been listening calmly, suddenly became a little flustered and blurted out the question.
After receiving confirmation from Broly, the happiness stats of the four girls—Akame, Kurome, Mine, and Esdeath, who had just joined—reached their peak, with the happiness stats of the first three even showing a downward trend.
Fortunately, Broly explained that they were different and were targets recognized by the Crystal Palace. After the Crystal Palace completed its upgrade (as hinted by the Crystal Palace), they could travel between worlds, thus preventing the tragic incident of a decrease in happiness.
(End of this chapter)