Post by Broly on Jul 15, 2007 0:12:22 GMT -5
The sounds of combat could be distinctly heard reverberating from the small tropical Kame Island. The news of the Roshi's star pupil had spread from the seclusion of this paradise to the mainland, and it cast strange omens. Broly, the Legendary Saiyan was being trained by Roshi. Rumors filled the ears of all fighters. Some say Roshi had finally lost it, being secluded on that island had allowed his mind to drift and train the psychotic monster that was Broly. Others claimed Broly was holding hostage, and forcing him to train. No one believed Roshi was training Broly purely based on the Saiyan's potential and seemingly increasing docile nature.
"THWACK"
The sound of someone with a baseball bat hitting a hunk of meat was emitted. Multiple more of these sounds were created in the next few seconds. Upon closer inspection one would notice that Roshi was backing up, the large Saiyan Broly was closing in on him, his large powerful fists colliding with Roshi's frail forearms. Broly was a physical specimen in every sense of the word. The sheer muscular definition he possessed was enough to send any average man running in terror, and most seasoned fighters to question their very worth. His face remained the same during combat, stoic and devoid of any emotion. He was the perfect killer, or so many believed. The clothing he wore, the white baggy pants and maroon cloth, had been stained by repetitive sparring with the Turtle Hermit.
"Good Broly, focus your energy, concentrate when you strike. Use your emotion to fuel your attacks!"
Roshi's constructive words filled Broly's ears and he redoubled his efforts. Kicks slammed into the side of Muten Roshi, as he bent to its direction when each one landed. It was a sickening display of raw power and strength. Broly roared with strength, a bright green aura flashing about him as he leapt into the air, executing a perfect flying punch landing square on Roshi's jaw. The battle pitched back and forth, Broly still possessed no real ki attacks. He was totally reliant on his fighting prowess, the thing which made him a Saiyan. Roshi took note of this, and would soon be teaching him the secrets of ki manipulation and energy. Both fighters keeled over shortly, exhausted from their intensity of the bout.
"You're improving Broly, I'm impressed. But I believe we should rest for now.."
"I am a Legend, Muten Roshi. It is natural for you to be impressed."
Both of them parted their ways, Roshi heading to the fashionably pink Kame House, and Broly to the lean to he assembled in the back of the house.
"THWACK"
The sound of someone with a baseball bat hitting a hunk of meat was emitted. Multiple more of these sounds were created in the next few seconds. Upon closer inspection one would notice that Roshi was backing up, the large Saiyan Broly was closing in on him, his large powerful fists colliding with Roshi's frail forearms. Broly was a physical specimen in every sense of the word. The sheer muscular definition he possessed was enough to send any average man running in terror, and most seasoned fighters to question their very worth. His face remained the same during combat, stoic and devoid of any emotion. He was the perfect killer, or so many believed. The clothing he wore, the white baggy pants and maroon cloth, had been stained by repetitive sparring with the Turtle Hermit.
"Good Broly, focus your energy, concentrate when you strike. Use your emotion to fuel your attacks!"
Roshi's constructive words filled Broly's ears and he redoubled his efforts. Kicks slammed into the side of Muten Roshi, as he bent to its direction when each one landed. It was a sickening display of raw power and strength. Broly roared with strength, a bright green aura flashing about him as he leapt into the air, executing a perfect flying punch landing square on Roshi's jaw. The battle pitched back and forth, Broly still possessed no real ki attacks. He was totally reliant on his fighting prowess, the thing which made him a Saiyan. Roshi took note of this, and would soon be teaching him the secrets of ki manipulation and energy. Both fighters keeled over shortly, exhausted from their intensity of the bout.
"You're improving Broly, I'm impressed. But I believe we should rest for now.."
"I am a Legend, Muten Roshi. It is natural for you to be impressed."
Both of them parted their ways, Roshi heading to the fashionably pink Kame House, and Broly to the lean to he assembled in the back of the house.
