33rd World Martial Arts Tournament Saga: Destiny Fights!

2 Years after founding the Z-School. A 20 year old Jaduko walked through the halls within the Z-School's main campus. He smiled as he heard a few students sparring outside. The Z-School has gained lots of students the past two years, their numbers are roughly around 200 now. The world was in peace as the Ultimate Z-Fighters resided in their parallel dimension across from the one Jaduko and his Z-Fighters were in.

14 Year old Taisuka yet again defeated another student who was testing to get up a rank, he wore his usual Black and yellow Gi

Jaduko had a paper in his hands as he walked throughout the Z-School hallways. He read through it and overheard Seikyo teaching a class outside.

Taisuka caught up with Jaduko, he still had long hair Much like Gohans SSJ2 form "How's it going today?" He asked, he waked beside Jaduko

Jaduko turned his head. "Yo." He simply stated. "It's going great." He rolled the paper up in his hands and slid the paper in between his black belt and his blue gi. "How's the testing been today?"

"Some students passed, others need a bit for training" Taisuka reported "Any problems around the world today?" He asked

"No." Jaduko replied. "Although I did hear about something that can help us remodel the Z-School Academy." Jaduko held a finger up as he spoke.

"What is it?" Taisuka asked, his face looking confused

Jaduko slid the paper out from his belt. He unfolded it and handed it to Taisuka. "The annual World Martial Arts Tournament." He gave a sly smile as he continued to speak. "The 33rd one, to be exact. Fighters from all around the world will first fight in a battle royale, the last ones left in the ring get to enter the tournament and fight their way to the championship where the prize is 7 million Zeni." He stopped walking and clenched his fists, a large smile spread across his face. "It will help us advance into the Z-School Academy, and it will hopefully get us new students." He let out a happy mumble.

"7 Million?! Really?!" Taisuka shouted out of shock "I thought they would never give this much Zen out so easily!" He gave a Smirk, looking at the sheet of paper

"Apparently it being the 33rd annual, they're celebrating the original founder of the World Martial Arts Tournament, who was 33 when he held the 1st World Martial Arts championship." Jaduko shrugged his shoulders.

"That's a weird way of celebrating it. Was there originally 7 rounds?" He asked, both making a joke and asking him

Jaduko shrugged. "Maybe you should ask the announcer when you get there, I'm having you, Seikyo, and Violouh sign up with me." He gave a jokingly sadistic smile and narrowed his eyes.

"Are we allowed to go Super Saiyan for these fights?" Taisuka asked, getting excited

Jaduko straightened his body and lifted his finger to his chin. He tapped his chin and started speaking. "I wouldn't recommend it, we can't have any chances." He continued. "However, we don't need to hold back too much of our power."

"Defy Too Much?" Taisuka said, his face was puzzled

"Use enough strength to throw your opponent around, but don't use enough to severely injure them." Jaduko replied. "Does that make as much sense as I can explain?"

"Yea, I got it" Taisuka said, slightly disappointed due to the limitations "So when does this start?" He asked one final question

"From what I remember off the paper, it said it started tomorrow at 12 A.M, at the Southern Islands Arena." Jaduko replied. "Look at the bottom of the page, am I correct?"

"Yea, we better get ready then!" Taisuka yelled, running off

(Time Transition)

At the tournament, Jaduko, Taisuka, Seikyo, and Violouh were the only Z-Fighters to enter the tournament in honor of the Z-School. This tournament was very small, only 8 fighters were allowed into the tournament, so the Z-Fighters had a 50% chance of winning the tournament. The other four fighters were average humans, however they were proven to be the strongest throughout the world. One was named Toriku, a fighter representing the Crane School, another being a representative from the Turtle School, a fighter named Konno Kureno, Jaduko felt that Konno's power was the strongest out of the other 4 humans. The last two fighters were preparing as well, one named Hadoshi, a fighter from Orin Temple, a Monk school, and the final fighter was none other than the world champion himself, a hooded man whose true identity was a mystery.

"My, what a challenge today, huh?" Jaduko asked the other 3 as he geared himself up. He noticed Seikyo shift a little, Violouh nodded and Taisuka had shouted out. "Yeah, this will be great." Taisuka stated. Jaduko nodded in agreement and the 33rd World Martial Arts Tournament began with the announcer announcing each of the fighters, and the fights were scheduled. Round one would consist of..

First Fight: Violouh vs. Seikyo
Second Fight: Toriko vs. Konno
Third Fight: Hadoshi vs. World Champion
Fourth Fight: Jaduko vs. Taisuka

The announcer shouted off. "First Fight! The world famous fighter of the Z-School, Violouh!" Violouh stepped onto the ring and the crowd went roaring with anticipation. "Facing off against the one, the only, The Rogue teacher from the Z-School, Seikyo Jurei!" The crowd kept it's chant as Seikyo stood on the opposite end of the ring, which was a large square in the middle of a grass 'out of bounds' area, which was surrounded by the seats of the crowd.


Violouh bent down into his fighting pose, one hand in front of him, the other near his chest, while he kept his feet stationary, and his side was facing the opponent. Seikyo got into his fighting pose as well, which wasn't much, he just held his arms at his side and slightly tilted so his shoulder was facing the opponent. "Are you ready Namekian?" Seikyo stated, a slight smirk crept along his face as he tightened his glove. Violouh nodded. "Attack me with your strongest." He retorted, he had a serious determination on his face. Seikyo yelled as he shot forward, immediately appearing in front of Violouh. He flipped forward and slammed his foot onto the top of Violouh's head, in an instant, Violouh bent down and spun out to the side, his body flipped majestically as he flipped into the air and slammed his foot onto Seikyo's stomach, making Seikyo crash to the floor of the ring.

(I will write more later)