A Master Among the People

West City.

Leiyin and Kid Goku were walking down the road when they heard someone calling for challengers from the street.

The challenger had a distinctive goatee. He was plain-looking, only about 1.7 meters tall, and neither particularly thin nor especially burly. He wore a pair of red boxing gloves.

This man was shouting from a ring, challenging anyone to fight him and promising a reward of one hundred thousand zeni to whoever defeated him. A crowd had already gathered around the ring.

Naturally, someone soon could not hold back. A burly middle-aged man stepped into the ring and declared that he would take up the challenge.

"Hey! Are you serious?" the burly man asked after stepping into the ring.

"Ha, you don't believe me? I, Hachi, am famous for always keeping my word." As he spoke, the goateed man placed a stack of money on the table beside the ring for everyone to see. Sure enough, it was a full one hundred thousand zeni.

"Good. In that case, I'll have a bout with you." The burly man glanced at the money on the table, then stood facing him. "Don't try to welch if you lose. My name is Johnson. Remember the name of the man who defeats you."

"Ha, I have to say, you're pretty confident."

Hachi wore a thoroughly confident expression. Although he was more than two heads shorter than Johnson, his imposing air was in no way inferior.

At that moment, Leiyin and Kid Goku also joined the spectators, watching the match with great interest.

"Hmph. Keep that money nice and safe. I'll show you what I can do in a moment."

As Johnson spoke, he raised his massive, sandbag-sized fist and smashed it straight at Hachi.

Hachi did not dodge. Instead, he thrust out his hand