Mr. Satan's Dojo.
"Young man, thank you for sparing my life. May I ask your name?"
Hercule led Son Gohan back to the reception room, and said with a respectful expression.
The opponent's fighting prowess completely overwhelmed him.
This time I've met a true master.
If this kid can hold down the fort at his own martial arts school, he'll be able to do whatever he wants here from now on.
"My Son Gohan, you can call me Gohan. I'm here to cooperate with you."
"Gohan, how about we team up?"
"I'll give you a large sum of money, a 50/50 split of the shares, and you can handle everything. I won't interfere. I'll take care of any major problems."
"Gohan, may I ask whose young master you are?"
Want to know which family I belong to? I'll take you there.
Son Gohan grabbed Hercule and disappeared using his Instant Transmission ability.
Mount Paozu.
Son Goku was cultivating in the back mountains.
The series of punches were delivered with tremendous force, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in the distance.
The ground was riddled with potholes, and towering trees were snapped in half.
Gravel was scattered all over the ground.
Brush.
Son Gohan and Hercule appeared out of thin air here.
"Holy crap, how did I get here?"
Hercule stared blankly at this desolate place, the ground completely unrecognizable.
He saw the ground littered with debris and towering trees snapped in half.
Moreover, there was a young man in training clothes standing there, which was clearly caused by the other party practicing martial arts.
Hercule pinched his thigh hard, and the pain brought tears to his eyes.
This really isn't a dream!
Son Gohan is truly powerful; he brought me to this place in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, judging from the man's training clothes, he is definitely a top-notch master.
"Gohan, Hercule, it's you two who's here."
Son Goku stopped cultivating.
He walked over and greeted the two of them.
"My Dad was the champion of the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament."
"So you're Master Son Goku! Hello, I've heard so much about you!"
When Son Gohan mentioned winning the 23rd Martial Arts Tournament...
Hercule's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he quickly stepped forward to shake hands with Son Goku.
The 23rd competition produced some truly formidable individuals; by the end, the ring itself was practically gone.
Since none of the people who followed participated in the World Martial Arts Tournament, I got a great deal.
"I dare not accept the title of Master, just call me Goku."
Son Goku grasped Hercule's hand and laughed.
He wasn't as polite as the other person.
"Dad, I still have things to discuss with Hercule. You should continue your cultivation."
"Gohan, you two continue your chat, I'm going to train now."
Son Goku released Hercule's hand and spoke to the two of them.
He then went to another place to begin his cultivation.
Bang bang bang!
Son Goku moved with lightning speed, snapping trees in half and sending stones flying.
Hercule was like someone struck by lightning, charred and cracked inside.
Is this even human? I can't see what the other person is doing at all.
He only saw large trees crashing down, leaving several huge craters in the ground.
With such formidable fighting power, it's no wonder they even destroyed the arena.
Son Goku's fighting power completely shattered Hercule's understanding.
Son Gohan wasn't in a hurry to speak either, as he needed to give the other person some time to process things.
About ten minutes later.
"Hercule, it seems this isn't the right place to talk. Let's go back."
Son Gohan grabbed Hercule and flew back home.
He also wanted to return to a normal life, after all, he was a time traveler.
In addition to cultivation, one can also have some entertainment; one should always leave some trace of one's influence on Earth.
"Huh, am I flying in the air?"
Hercule finds himself being held Son Gohan and flying through the air.
He couldn't help but scream; it was unbelievable.
I never imagined that Son Gohan could fly!
"Arrive."
Son Gohan quickly flew back to the villa on Mount Paozu.
He put Hercule down.
"Holy crap, is this your home? It's so luxurious!"
Hercule was once again stunned by what he saw.
Damn, how rich is this person? The villa's area is huge!
They have airplanes and luxury cars—they must be a family with hidden wealth.
No wonder they don't participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament anymore.
Son Gohan walked into the luxurious hall, and Hercule followed him in.
The two sat down on the luxurious sofa.
"Young master, guest, please have some tea."
The robot butler, Xiao Mei, came over to greet the two of them.
She took a pot of tea and two cups from the tray and placed them on the coffee table.
Then I left.
"Hercule, what are your thoughts on my suggestion just now?"
Son Gohan said as he poured tea.
He gestured for him to have some tea.
"Gohan, I have absolutely no objection to your request. Let's make money together."
Today's events have completely overturned Hercule's understanding.
As long as you get involved with Son Gohan, you can roam freely across the entire Earth.
Given their wealth and fighting strength, they have no reason to deceive me.
It seems that Son Gohan family don't want to be disturbed; they just want to remain hidden millionaires.
"That's good. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me."
Son Gohan said to Hercule.
His current goal is to expand his influence on Earth, and Hercule is his mouthpiece.
"Gohan, I have a daughter named Videl, who's about your age. I'd like her to learn martial arts from you, is that alright?"
"Her talent for cultivation is exceptional."
Hercule said to Son Gohan with an excited expression.
His purpose was simple: he was attracted by Son Gohan's fighting prowess and character.
Let the two get to know each other first; if things go well, it would be perfect if they could get married later.
Hercule dotes on Videl and only allows boys stronger than himself to associate with his daughter.
It's obvious that Son Gohan is his ideal son-in-law.
"No problem, you can arrange for me to study at the same school as her."
Son Gohan agreed immediately.
This is my future wife; what's wrong with helping her cultivate?
"Great, I'll arrange that."
Hercule said excitedly.
With her daughter's talent for training, she will definitely have a place in the world of fighting in the future.
"Hercule, to make things easier for you when you're out there, I'll boost your combat power now."
Son Gohan wanted to use the Planet Namek Grand Elder's ability to Potential Unleashed to boost Hercule's fighting power.
With Hercule's performing talent, he'll definitely be able to gain even more fame, and then the money will naturally follow.
"Really? That's great!"
Hercule's eyes lit up; it seemed the master he had chosen for Videl was quite good after all.
Son Gohan had Hercule come and sit down in front of him.
He placed his hand on the other person's head.
Hercule looked at Son Gohan with a skeptical expression. "Can putting your hand on your head really increase your fighting power?"
Boom!
A white light emanated from Son Gohan's palm and flowed into Hercule's body.
The opponent's potential abilities increased instantly.
"Holy crap, this is unbelievable! I feel like my whole body is bursting with power."
Hercule stood up excitedly, looking at his body in disbelief.
He unleashed a series of punches, ten times faster than before.
Hercule's fighting power is now around 100.
With such fighting power, aside from the Dragon Ball Z warriors and a few others, Hercule could practically rule the Earth.
"Hercule, even a pistol can't hurt you now."
"I'll teach you the Sky Dance Technique now, the kind where you were flying through the air just now."
Son Gohan spoke to Hercule was looking very excited.
He wanted the other side to be able to better develop its power.
"Gohan, thank you so much."
Hercule was overjoyed, never expecting his luck to be so incredible.