Wuneng, do you want to give it a try?

Son Gohan was truly curious about how strong Master Mutaito, known as the God of Martial Arts in the early Dragon Ball era, was now.

Although Bulma didn't quite understand the meaning behind Son Gohan's words, she still followed his instructions and took out a scouter from her bag.

As everyone was admiring the ocean view, a rapidly approaching ripple appeared in the distance, surging towards them.

"Gohan, Bulma!"

"Look quickly, a giant sea turtle is carrying an old man over!"

Son Goku, raising his hand to gaze into the distance, shouted loudly, drawing everyone's attention.

"You can see really far! Speaking of which, Gohan, you were right, someone really is coming!"

"Mhm, let's see what's happening first."

Son Gohan squinted at Master Roshi, who was gradually approaching from afar, and was unusually silent.

"Oh my, so many people! Old Turtle, it's been many years since we've seen so many people, right? Huh? There's a little girl too!"

When Old Turtle docked at the shore, everyone finally got a clear look at the newcomer.

A withered, scrawny bald old man, wearing a cool pair of sunglasses, a floral shirt, shorts, and leaning on a cane. The most striking thing was the heavy turtle shell he carried on his back.

It was strange, yet also possessed a hint of trendiness.

"What a trendy old man!"

Bulma muttered, then pressed the button on the scouter.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

"Let me see, the power level is... 141?!"

"This unremarkable old man actually has such a high power level!"

Son Gohan, standing nearby, stared intently at Master Roshi with a grave expression. He was trying to sense Master Roshi's energy, but visually, he looked like an ordinary old man with no signs of training whatsoever!

"Is this the power of a Martial Arts Grandmaster? This feeling of returning to simplicity!"

The more ordinary the opponent seemed, the more terrifying he felt!

Gradually, sweat began to bead on Son Gohan's cheeks.

At this moment, Master Roshi also noticed Son Gohan's unusual reaction.

His previously bright smile paused slightly, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and then he resumed his playful demeanor.

"Yo, there's a young man with good potential here?"

He jumped off the Sea Turtle, his footsteps tapping as he walked in front of Son Gohan, and gently patted his body.

"Little friend, don't be too nervous. You should relax your body more."

His large hands seemed to possess a magical power. As he patted, Son Gohan's previously tense body gradually relaxed.

"He's really amazing! The moment I saw him, my body involuntarily entered a state of stress. I felt like my body was out of my control!"

Son Gohan turned around, wiped the sweat from his face, and took two steps forward.

"Wukong, come here!"

After calling Son Goku to his side, he took the latter with him towards Master Roshi.

"You must be the God of Martial Arts, Master Mutaito, right?"

"We are the grandsons of Gohan. This is my older brother, Son Goku, and my name is Son Gohan."

After speaking, he pulled Wukong and bowed slightly to show respect to Master Roshi.

"Oh, so you're that kid Gohan's grandsons. No wonder two such good seedlings appeared out of nowhere!"

Master Roshi looked enlightened.

"How is Gohan? It's been many years since I last saw him."

Since they were all acquaintances, he naturally wouldn't put on airs.

"Grandpa has already passed away."

Son Goku added dejectedly, clearly touched by the question.

"Grandpa passed away a few years ago for some special reason."

Son Gohan patted Son Goku's head and added.

Although Master Roshi was a bit puzzled, thinking that with Gohan's martial arts skills, he shouldn't have died so soon, he didn't ask further, only saying it was a pity.

He didn't dwell on it any longer and explained the purpose of his visit.

"Since we're all acquaintances and you've brought the Old Turtle back, I must give you some gifts to express my gratitude!"

"Come out, Phoenix!"

He turned around and summoned towards the blue sky. Son Goku, who didn't know what was going on, and Bulma looked expectantly in the direction his cane pointed.

After Master Roshi stood in a strange posture for a long time, the Old Turtle, who had been watching the show, quietly said.

"The Phoenix died of food poisoning last year."

Master Roshi first awkwardly glanced at the circle of people around him, feigning nonchalance as he went to wrestle with the Old Turtle.

"Old Turtle, you did this on purpose, didn't you? With so many juniors watching, don't I have any face? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You're the old turtle, your whole family are old turtles!"

"I am a noble sea turtle!"

"You're spitting on my face!"

While Master Roshi unleashed his full fury, the great sea turtle didn't back down. The two engaged in a fiery exchange, a "friendly discussion" as it were.

Although their backs were turned to everyone, the palpable aura emanating from them indicated the intensity of their conversation.

Finally, it was unclear who conceded first, but Master Roshi returned with a kind and amiable smile.

"Heh heh, my apologies for keeping you all waiting. I suddenly remembered I have a treasure, and I'll give it to you."

He tidied his attire, smoothed his crooked sleeve cuff, and shouted towards the sky again.

"Flying Nimbus!"

With a crisp sound from the horizon, a hazy yellow cloud drifted over. It circled the crowd once before stopping in front of Master Roshi.

"I obtained this cloud during my adventures when I was young. Now that I'm old, I no longer need it, so I'll give it to you."

"Ahem, well, this cloud can only be ridden by someone with six roots of purity. You all discuss and see who needs it."

Son Goku curiously squatted beside the cloud, looking at it from all angles with a novel expression.

"This cloud looks so soft. Can I eat it?"

"Of course, you can't eat it!"

Bulma looked a bit confused.

"What is this cloud used for?"

Seeing the beauty take an interest in his cloud, Master Roshi became a little excited.

"Riding this cloud allows one to fly freely between heaven and earth. I'll show you!"

As he spoke, he "whooshed" and leaped onto the cloud.

To everyone's surprise, they only heard a "plop!" as Master Roshi's entire body passed through the cloud and he fell straight to the ground.

"Ahem, well, an accident, an accident."

"Anyway, this is how it is. You all figure it out."

"Let me try!" Seeing Master Roshi move aside, Bulma eagerly stepped forward.

As she got closer, she lunged forward. Her body then passed through without any surprise, and she was about to make intimate contact with the ground.

In less time than it takes to say, Son Gohan flashed forward and caught her in his arms.

"Honestly, you can try, but there's no need to be so bold,"

Bulma sheepishly scratched her head.

"Gohan, do you want to try?"