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Chapter 51 Merard's Offensive
Chapter 51 Merard's Offensive
Broly returned home in high spirits. The condition that Esdeath, his newly discovered wife, offered to be his friend was not a difficult thing to meet.
Moreover, after just meeting and exchanging a few words, the other person's happiness level skyrocketed. It didn't stop rising until 23 PM after Broly returned to the hotel. You can tell at a glance that she's a good wife (a high-quality meal ticket stock).
That night, Manager Norsen of the Rabbit Merchant Guild came over with his old servant. Although they felt that Broly might be defeated the next day, it was still necessary to give their guild a formal publicity event in the arena before his defeat.
"The money is ready. As long as you achieve an excellent ranking, the payment will be made directly. Also, this is the flag and competition uniform that our chamber of commerce rushed to make this afternoon. We hope you can wear this outfit and carry this new flag when you take the stage tomorrow."
The silk clothes with their smooth texture felt very comfortable to the touch, and the guild flag brought by Manager Norsen was also very well made, completely different from the flag that was hand-painted on a piece of white cloth.
Nahashu, on behalf of his elder brother, fully agreed, but then added that they also wanted to help promote the Rabbit Collector Association.
Okay, to put it more bluntly, they want to get a good set of clothes for free. To this day, most of their team's money is spent on food and drinks, and as for clothes, they are all delivered by kind people and then they cut and modified them themselves with a knife.
Gozuchi's broken Imperial Arms longsword could be used not only as a kitchen knife but also as a tool for cutting clothes, which proved to be of great help.
"No problem, I can also give you extra shoes and backpacks from the Chamber of Commerce as a bonus."
Although they were going to lose tomorrow, Manager Norsen still agreed. It was already a pleasant surprise that the eldest of these kids made it into the top eight. They were just some products; even if they used the best materials, they would only cost a little over ten thousand dollars, which was nothing.
Well, the main reason is that he is optimistic about Broly's potential. Even if he only made it to the quarterfinals this time, he might become their merchant guild's flagship martial arts representative in the Western Regions in a few years.
"Thank you, Manager Norson."
The generosity of the JiTu Chamber of Commerce greatly increased the children's goodwill towards this generous sponsor.
. . . . .
On the fifth day of the martial arts tournament, six matches will be held at the main venue: the quarterfinals and the semifinals.
Esdeath was the first to appear in the match, and her opponent was the fourth group of contestants who won the second match yesterday.
The script was the same as yesterday: the fourth group of contestants were quickly defeated by Esdeath's swift offensive and were kicked away in the unsurprising way.
The second match featured Merad and Broly. As Esdeath returned to the wrestlers' area and passed by the two, she said to them, "Good luck to you two. I look forward to fighting either of you."
Esdeath's words startled Melard. After a moment, the future leader of the Assassin's Guild chuckled and asked, "What, do you think I might lose to him?"
"If you want to underestimate your opponent today, that's your business. But if you lose because of it, I hope you won't think it's because you were careless and underestimated your opponent."
Esdeath simply wanted to fight someone strong; she didn't want her opponent to win by luck, which is why she reminded Merard not to underestimate Broly.
Although this seems a bit unfair to Broly who is pretending to be weak, the strong should overcome all disadvantages that are detrimental to themselves.
"Okay, I will try my best."
Broly took Esdeath's encouragement very seriously.
Merad looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and said nothing.
The two stepped into the ring; the outcome of the ensuing battle would prove everything.
Merad clasped his hands in a fist salute to him, and Broly, after a moment's hesitation, also clasped his hands in a fist salute to her.
"If you lose, how about you become mine?"
Melard got into position, but then asked a question.
"Hey, do you want to be my friend too?"
Broly was a little confused, but he also adopted a defensive stance, mimicking her posture.
"Make friends? No, I just want to recruit you as my subordinate."
Merad attacked.
"What are subordinates?"
Broly asked a question, blocked the girl's punch, and jumped up to avoid her sweeping leg.
"They are subordinates, loyal followers."
As Merad answered, he threw a punch at Broly with lightning speed, somewhat like a series of Wing Chun moves.
She didn't use too much force, and she hasn't used her pressure point punching technique yet.
"How about it? If you agree, I'll cover your and your family's food and lodging."
Broly was still thinking about what his subordinates and followers meant when he overheard this.
"I think even if I win, I can still work for you."
Saiyans will never submit unless they are provided with food and lodging.
"Win? Ha, you're dreaming. I also want to test my skills against that guy with the long, icy blue hair. I can't let you win this match."
Merard kicked Broly away and changed her stance, preparing to unleash her pressure point punches.
It's less a martial art and more an assassin's understanding of human anatomy, which led to the development of a killing technique.
A light touch can paralyze someone, while a heavy touch can render them unable to get up, or even cause sudden death. If combined with needle-like weapons and highly toxic poisons, it becomes an exceptionally terrifying assassination technique.
"I also have reasons to win, but if I beat you, will you still be willing to cover our food and lodging?"
Broly asked if, although he would be leaving this world, others would still be here.
That would be wonderful if someone were willing to provide long-term meal tickets for his companions.
"Ha, impossible, but if you really can beat me, it's not impossible to consider it."
Merad was very confident that even without her best insect manipulation techniques and weapons, she did not believe she would lose to the boy in front of her.
"That's it, Paralysis Fist!"
Merad rushed over and unleashed a barrage of powerful punches at Broly's pressure points.
But as soon as the fight was over, Merard immediately jumped away, dodging Broly's backhand sweeping punch. She stood on the other side of the ring, looking over with some surprise, and asked in astonishment, "Are you alright?"
"Your punch was light, I think I should be fine."
Although Broly was acting as an ape, he could still distinguish which punches would make him look seriously injured and which punches he shouldn't overact. His acting skills had become second nature in the past few days.
"I've heard before that some people have unusual acupoints, and I suppose you're one of them."
Merad, of course, did not believe that her punches were too weak; she only thought that there was a problem with the location of Broly's pressure points.
This is a bit troublesome, as Merard saw in yesterday's game that Broly is the kind of tough, durable player.
Without weapons and without pressure point techniques, it would be quite difficult for her to defeat her opponent.
However, it was only a little difficult. A series of heavy blows to the neck could make someone faint. Thinking this, she began to strike Broly's neck.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, six minutes, ten minutes passed. More than a hundred blows to the neck were delivered, and the boy's hands were a little sore from the recoil, but he still looked energetic.
Broly's performance today was quite different, mainly because Melard is also a young girl and doesn't seem to have much strength.
Therefore, he only showed signs of being at a disadvantage and taking hits, but he was not in an absolutely dire situation, and he managed to fight back and forth with his opponent.
"What's wrong with you? You've taken so many blows to the back of your neck, don't you feel dizzy at all?"
Melard finally couldn't hold back any longer and, rubbing his right side, blurted out the question.
"I was born with a thick neck."
Broly answered her question seriously.
Melard: "???"
God's brain is naturally thick-necked, and this doesn't even look thick.
"There's nothing we can do about it, since that's how it is..."
Merad charged forward again, leaping to dodge Broly's punch, bracing his right hand on the boy's arm as he spun around, landing on Broly's shoulder the next moment.
Merard's body was like a python. His left leg wrapped around Broly's neck and passed through the bend of his right leg, while his right leg landed completely behind Broly and hooked up. His ankle was hooked by the bend of his right arm, forming a naked choke with his legs. His supple calves exerted force to squeeze and compress Broly's neck.
Broly instinctively reached out and grabbed the leg wrapped around his neck, but after realizing what was happening, he didn't use much force and instead began to act out a painful struggle.
"Well, if you admit defeat now, I might let you go."
Melard doesn't really like physical contact with men, but Broly is an exception; however, after actually having contact with him, she felt pretty good about it.
Perhaps it was because the boy was young, or perhaps it was because the boy's fluffy hair, which was pressed against her stomach, was so soft and fluffy that it resembled that of her pet.
"I won't... admit defeat!"
Broly said with difficulty.
"In that case, I'll just have to knock you out."
As Melard spoke, his legs began to tighten, forming a noose around his neck with his lower abdomen.
"Even before you were choked unconscious, you were able to pat my leg to indicate that you surrendered."
She said that and then fell silent.
"That was amazing! After a series of attacks and defenses, Meimei used a leg technique that she had never used before."
She used her legs to form a rear-naked choke on Broly, who struggled but seemed unable to break free.
It seems the second match is almost over. Will the tenacious Broly be able to break free from Meimei's leg entanglement?
Let's wait and see, and in the meantime, let's introduce the Rabbit Trading Company behind Broly.
The quality of the silk products from the Rabbit Merchant Guild is just like that of Broly; even after being entangled by Meimei's legs, they still didn't easily admit defeat and give up...
(End of this chapter)