Broly The Saiyan of Legend!

"Fight!"

Trolls are slow accelerators. They pick up speed slowly, but the gained momentum is overwhelming, considering their heavy bodies, innate strength and beast-like approaches in battle. Most of the species on this planet have more powerful bodies in comparison of the rest of the universe, but Trolls especially. Their strength for earthshattering punches and forcefully tearing their opponent apart, made the other species reluctant to go in direct confrontation with them.

With their brute force mentality, most were anxious dealing with them, as one couldn't be sure that they won't attack you. But if one was brave enough to deal with them, they could make quite an earning, as they were rather dumb.

The only reason they could live with the other races in this city was because they were targeted by the CE for their powerful lifeforce. Their regeneration, a characteristic for Trolls, was making them a target for those unknown creatures. Only after heavy losses, decided their wise leader to accept the invitation to from an alliance.

Although they were still dreaded and despised in society for their unreasonably and beastly behavior, no one could help but feel pity for Temendon as he faced off Broly on the stage.

His slow charges and attacks were easy to dodge. Temendon couldn't catch up with Broly if he backed away, neither could he wound his opponent, as he was too slippery. Not even a hair could be touched by him. A frustrating event for the young Troll.

Making him even more enraged, the smile on his opponent's face, as if to mock him for his efforts. Of course, Broly wasn't just messing around with Temendon.

Temendon was taking in hits after every failed grab or punch he gave. His high regeneration constantly restoring his body. His cuts were closing at a visibly rate. Broken bones were slowly connecting back together midst battle. Bruises fading away as he kept charging.

Even with the high life force of a Troll, after nearly 10 minutes of being constantly wounded, from small cuts to life threating wounds, he collapsed on the stage. Finally ending this brutal fight. A one-sided slaughter, a beast playing with his prey. This time the beast wasn't the Troll.

Broly made his opponent in the true sense of the word, a walking-punching-bag.

After finishing his fight, Broly went off the stage with a satisfied expression on his face.

Daz with a rather solemn face approached him after seeing him finish the battle.

"You seem satisfied."

"Yes of course! It was really nice to fight against a troll. I could test all kind of attacks to see the effect it had on the troll, it really showed what was effective and what wasn't. And since it was a Troll, he wouldn't die if I were a bit rougher. Hahaha"

"A bit rougher? You broke almost every one of his bones!"

"You exaggerate, if it really was that bad he would have given up." With these words he left Daz standing dazed.

'Ahhh…Maybe he is right, besides we don't have the time to be soft. If he can get stronger, he should make full use of every method he can get his hands on. Sometimes I feel he is a true Saiyan more than the other younglings. Even while training, he showed his resilience and ferociousness. Perhaps the rather peaceful time on this planet made us softer.'

"Next fight Noyd from the Heras versus Dremo from the Dracos"

Broly turned around to look at the stage after he heard the names race. 'Bluish skin and eyes, orange hair and a pointy ear. They really look like them, but I thought they were extinct and the Bojack's crew were the last survivors'

As Noyd stood on the stage, he glanced at Broly before focusing back on his opponent.

"Fight!"

As soon as the signal came, Dremo rushed forwards, trying to close the distance as soon as possible, while Noyd just pointed his hands at him. Seemingly undisturbed by the approaching Dremo.

Dremo suddenly stopped as he appeared to struggle on the spot, like he was caught in a web. Almost unnoticeable needle-thin threads made from purple energy were coming out of Noyds hands. They coiled around the draco binding him to a standstill.

Dremo felt his strength flowing out of him. Without seeing what it is, he quickly took a deep breath and letting it out. Before his fire-breath could reach his opponent, Noyd jumped back. His threads were burned down, but even with this the draco was already on a disadvantage. Not only losing some of his energy but also his momentum.

Now on a defensive, he withstood most of the ki-blast. But he still had to close in. In a battle between ki-blast he wouldn't stand a chance but in close combat, he was more than confident.

He could tell, even though it is a frightening ability, quickly draining his energy but the user was not that strong himself.

He rushed towards Noyd while charging up another fire breath. Just as he was about to breath out, his mouth snapped shut. Resulting in a suppressed explosion in his mouth. Still under the impact, he didn't realize that his strength was leaving him until he collapsed.

'Well this shot down any doubts. They are the same race as Bojack, and so is the city lord. Why are there still survivors that nobody, even the kais, know about. The thought extinct Saiyans and Hera race appearing on this planet. Ahhh. Whatever. First priority, getting stronger! Everything else later.'

"Next Fight Igdres from the dracos versus Atrog from the trolls!"

"Fight!"

Surprisingly Atrog didn't move, rather he didn't show any of the beast-like mentality. Instead he was observing his opponent in front of him.

The draco was considering his moves as he knew of the destructiveness of Troll's close-combat attacks.

Using his innate fire-breath seemed a logical move against troll, as it was not only a strong attack, but the burns hinders a Trolls regeneration. Making it an effective weapon against this kind.

Just as he breathed in, Atrog dashed towards the draco, but unlike his fellow companions, he wasn't slow. Faster than normal trolls but keeping their fierce momentum. The draco certain that the Troll would flee against his natural enemy that is fire, breathed out a wall of flame.

But seemingly coping the Myrmidon, he jumped through the fire, hammering the draco to the ground in the process. He calmly picked him up before throwing him off the stage.