Early in the morning, before the sun had even climbed over the mountain, a small figure was walking on the mountain path with a bucket that was dozens of times the size of his body in the sparsely populated forest. The swaying body made people suspect that the thin body would be crushed in the next second. Water splashed out as the body swayed.
"La ~~"
Gohan was humming an unknown tune, and the huge wooden bucket on his back seemed to not exist, not bothering him at all.
"Oh ~"
The sunlight that climbed over the mountain shone into Gohan's eyes, and a slight sound came out of his mouth.
"It's getting late. I have to go home quickly.”
As he muttered to himself, Gohan's body was wrapped in a white aura.
"Sou ~"
Gohan carried the large wooden bucket and flew in a certain direction.
"Gohan, you're back. Breakfast is ready. Go and call Wukong back.”
As soon as he put down the wooden bucket, Qiqi's voice came from inside the house.
"I know."
After replying loudly, Gohan sensed the location of Wukong Qi.
"I found him. Dad is really too much. He always puts pressure on me.”
After muttering a few words in a low voice, Gohan flew in the direction of Wukong.
In the rocky area, Wukong tied many huge rocks to his body and limbs. He bent his legs and jumped, single-finger push-ups... all kinds of movements that were difficult for ordinary people were easily done by him.
"Dad!"
Gohan's voice came from afar.
Wukong stopped what he was doing, took off the rope wrapped around his body, and looked at Gohan with a smile.
"Gohan, come practice with me!"
Gohan helplessly held his forehead with his hand.
"No way, Dad. Again?"
Wukong excitedly moved his body and got into position. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Gohan looked at Goku with black lines all over his face. The Saiyans were indeed a race of battle maniacs.
"I can play with you, but let's go home and eat first. Mom is still waiting for us!”
"Gulp ~"
A strange sound came from Wukong's body.
"Ah, I'm really hungry after hearing what you said. Yuxi, go home and eat first.”
Wukong shrugged his shoulders and held his stomach with his right hand. He pulled Gohan's hand and flew home.
Gohan, who was following behind Wukong, stared at the tall figure in front of him and sighed slightly in his heart. The days of peace are numbered. In the near future, Earth will welcome one powerful enemy after another. Can you still surpass your limits and save the world like before?
Gohan pondered for a moment. Although he had made some impact on Wukong during his arrival, it was difficult for Wukong to get more effective training and improvement before he had seen those powerful enemies. Wukong at this stage was definitely stronger than Wukong at that time. There was no doubt about it. He had even taught him the Air Dance technique in advance.
Looking at Wukong's smiling face, Gohan sighed slightly." It's not enough. It's not strong enough. Dad, your current strength can't even compare to Uncle Ratize." However, Gohan was also clear that Wukong and the others 'horizons were limited to the martial arts world on Earth. Their low horizons doomed them to temporarily lack the determination to become stronger.
No matter how terrifying Gohan's future enemies were, how many people would believe him? Even if he believed it, how much motivation would he have to become stronger?
Before experiencing despair, any words were pale and powerless. No matter how clearly and in detail Gohan described the strength of his future enemy, it could not compare to a look when he really faced it.
However, a smile appeared on Gohan's face. Tragedy is impossible. I will never let you become a tragedy in this life. Because Gohan glanced at the black metal bracelet on his wrist and the corners of his mouth curled up. I have never relaxed my training for so many years!
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