Bulla is Four This Year!

White clouds drift by, and a cool breeze blows.

Located on the coast of the East China Sea, the overseas Kame House enjoys a pleasant climate all year round.

On the beach, Master Roshi was fast asleep on a sun lounger, covered with a magazine, when suddenly a loud "boom" was heard. A violent explosion occurred hundreds of meters away on the seabed, sending water spraying up to a height of tens of meters. Then, under the influence of gravity, it turned into rain and fell gently from the sky.

The loud noise woke Master Roshi from his deep sleep. He removed the magazine from his head and looked at the turbulent sea. "That brat Krillin, he won't even let me sleep well. I should never have let him stay at Kame House."

He was secretly pleased, however, as the heights Krillin had reached were beyond his wildest imagination.

On the seabed, Krillin held his breath, wearing the weights invented by Bulma, scanning his surroundings, and carefully and deliberately clenching his fists.

Aiming at a small hill on the seabed, he clenched his fist and punched hard. Instantly, like an explosion, the silent underwater world became restless, and the powerful attack blasted through the water towards the distant hill.

The sea surface immediately became turbulent again.

Being deep underwater, the seawater made even simple movements extremely difficult, and the continuous movement increased the consumption of oxygen in his body. Soon, Krillin had to surface from the seabed.

With a whoosh, it flew back to Kame House.

Krillin descended from the sky and landed on the beach.

With a slight exertion, the immense power instantly evaporated the moisture from his body.

Master Roshi watched his fluid movements and nodded in admiration. "Not bad. Your control over energy is simply divine. Apart from Goku and a handful of others on Earth, it's hard to find anyone who can compare to you."

Krillin chuckled, rubbing his bald head. "Master Roshi is too kind. I still have a long way to go."

"Hey, no need to be modest. This is your era, young people. I'm already very satisfied to see you carrying on the Turtle School. By the way, will Goku and the others be at today's gathering?"

Krillin nodded. "Bulma has contacted them and they're coming, along with their daughter. Goten- sensei hasn't met Bulla yet; that kid is just as terrifying as Goku!"

Master Roshi became interested. "Then I'll have to meet him. It's been five years since I've seen Goku." He glanced at Krillin. "Look, Goku even has a daughter now. Shouldn't you find someone too? You can't just stay here with me forever, can you?"

"I want to find someone, but no one wants me..."

Krillin became distressed. A martial artist like him was busy with training all day long, going in and out of the deep mountains and forests. Where would he find the time to fall in love?

"Isn't there a woman named Ranfan? I've noticed you're in frequent contact with her, so you must be interested in her. If you really have such thoughts, you should act quickly, or you'll regret it later." Master Roshi had seen Ranfan before; she was a pretty woman.

Krillin waved his hand sheepishly, "We're just ordinary friends, nothing like what you're thinking."

Master Roshi looked at him with anger at his lack of ambition, and was about to give his apprentice some pointers on how to date when he saw Krillin suddenly look seriously at the horizon.

"What's wrong?" Master Roshi placed his hand on his forehead and looked into the distance as well.

"A considerable aura just appeared on Earth, probably from another planet, but it's nothing to worry about. Power of that level can't cause any trouble." Krillin shook his head. The aura that appeared on Earth was about three thousand combat power, nothing to be concerned about.

"Yes, as long as you're confident, it'll be fine."

Master Roshi was naturally relieved to hear his disciple say that.

As the martial arts atmosphere on Earth intensifies, a large number of skilled fighters have emerged among the younger generation. Although they cannot yet be compared to Tien Shinhan and Krillin, Master Roshi believes that times are always progressing. An old man like him cannot help them with power, but can only offer guidance when necessary.

"Alright, let's pack up. Goku and the others will be here soon," Master Roshi said.

Krillin ignored the sudden appearance of the aura on Earth, nodded, and joined Master Roshi in tidying up the furnishings in Kame House.

A long snake of yellow sand rises from the vast plains.

Up close, it was a little girl in an orange-red martial arts uniform with a small braid running swiftly across the plain. The little girl was extremely fast, leaping and bounding, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a cloud of dust in the chaos.

Crossing the plains and entering the grasslands, the little girl excitedly chased after a cheetah, giggling and laughing like silver bells.

Only when the cheetah was exhausted did it dust itself off and look for its next plaything. Glancing at a snow-capped mountain in the distance, the little girl with braids rolled her eyes and ran straight towards the mountain.

On the other side of the snow-capped mountains, the temperature has already dropped below zero.

In this remote, frozen land, Piccolo, wearing his unchanging white cloak and hat, meditated quietly atop the snow-capped mountain. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, and Piccolo abruptly opened his eyes to see a fierce attack hurtling towards him.

"Who?" Piccolo hissed, raising his hand to strike the attacker.

Bang!

The two palms collided in mid-air, instantly unleashing a violent and fierce whirlwind. The area within a hundred meters of the point of impact trembled violently, and the accumulated snow began to sink, crushing into solid ice crystals under the powerful wind pressure.

With a whoosh, the figure who had launched the sneak attack was sent flying.

"Bulla!!"

A cold glint flashed in Piccolo's eyes, his voice rose a notch, and his arm suddenly stretched out, sweeping past the little girl who had leaped out of the air even faster, grabbing her calf and lifting her upside down.

Bulla flailed his feet, struggling with his limbs.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"It's you again, you brat! I'm warning you, if you cause trouble here again, don't blame me for being impolite," Piccolo warned Bulla coldly.

"Hmph, I just wanted to test just how good you really are."

"Get out of here! Don't think I won't kill you just because you're Goku's daughter. Even if you were your father, you're no match for me now." After mastering the Kaioken, Piccolo's strength increased dramatically, and Goku, who also mastered the Kaioken, was no match for him.

Bulla pouted, "If you dare to bully me, my brother will definitely not let you off when he gets back."

"Don't think that just because you've trained for a year you can climb over me. You're still a long way off, little girl."

Several veins popped out on Piccolo's forehead. He glared angrily at Bulla and kicked her away. But after a while, Bulla came flying back. Piccolo was silent for a moment, then decided to ignore her and sat down to continue meditating.

Bulla was right about one thing: although Piccolo's strength had surpassed Goku's, Bulla had a cousin whose strength was far superior to his.

Piccolo someone we can't afford to mess with for now, so we might as well just pretend he doesn't exist.

Bulla stared with his blue-purple eyes, and seeing that Piccolo had really entered a meditative state, he curled his lip and flew off towards Mount Paozu with a bored expression.

After flying for about a hundred kilometers, just as they left the mountain range where the Great Snow Mountain was located, a violent aura approached from afar. Bulla stopped to sense it and confirmed that the aura was coming for him. His eyes rolled around, and a happy smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Hehe... An interesting person has arrived."