Impossible! Absolutely Impossible!

For the past few days, he had been sparring with Ribut almost every day, but limited by the vast difference in size between a man and a dragon, he always felt something was missing.

Looking at the fierce man before him, Son Goku's desire to fight reached its peak.

"Hey, let's have a match!"

Leaping from his spot, Son Goku arrived in front of Yamcha.

A desolate Gobi Desert, the scorching sun overhead, waves of heat washed over them. Apart from the whistling wind, no other sound could be heard.

At this moment, the two stood facing each other, only half a meter apart.

At some point, Son Gohan, who had been inside the house, had already come out and stood quietly beside Ribut, not disturbing them.

He wanted to witness the battle between Son Goku and Yamcha.

At this time, Son Goku even bowed slightly in a martial arts salute.

"Then, please guide me!"

After speaking, he opened his right hand forward while drawing his left hand down to his waist. His legs had subconsciously assumed a bow stance. A rare hint of coldness appeared on his usually honest and simple face!

"Hey, kid, don't say I'm bullying a child!"

Yamcha had initially wanted to kindly remind him because of his small stature, but in the next second, a fist flashed before his eyes!

"Bang!"

In his haste, Yamcha only had time to cross his arms to block.

A sharp pain struck him, and a drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead!

Looking at the two furrows his feet had plowed in the ground before him, he couldn't help but gasp inwardly.

"Wh-what! This kid is so fast!"

"Hey, it's best not to get distracted during a fight!"

Son Goku, having tested the waters, felt the pleasant air and was eager to continue.

"In that case, I won't hold back!"

Yamcha shouted, and this time he chose to attack. His right hand moved swiftly to the side, and he drew the treasure sword from his waist.

After a flourish of the blade, he unleashed a "Cun Jin" (Inch Force), and the scabbard shot out, heading straight for Son Goku's cheek!

At the same time, he stomped his right foot heavily backward and followed the scabbard.

"Good one!"

Son Goku shouted excitedly, twisting his body to dodge the scabbard. At the same time, he took the Ruyi Staff from his back and held it in his hand, instantly rising and charging straight towards Yamcha.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound followed by a burst of sparks, and their weapons were already entangled.

"Ruyi Staff, extend!"

Seeing the distance between them widen, Son Goku directly unleashed his weapon.

In a short while, dust was kicked up where they fought, and sandstorms filled the air!

Cat-person Yapul watched the two sides locked in a fierce battle, not daring to breathe. Having followed Young Master for over two years, it was the first time it had seen anyone fight to this extent with him.

"Bang, clang!"

"Ha!"

With another powerful collision, Yamcha couldn't withstand the force and was sent flying more than ten meters away before slowly dissipating the impact.

His stamina was almost depleted from fighting this long, and he had to temporarily defend to catch his breath.

"Hey, kid, I have to say, you're a worthy opponent who deserves my serious attention!"

After taking a few deep breaths, he began to issue threats.

"Since that's the case, you also deserve my full power!"

"Next, be careful!"

After warning him, Yamcha casually tossed the knife in his hand aside.

He leaned his entire body forward, swung his right leg back, and gradually raised his hands above his head, adopting the posture of a beast preparing to pounce.

Son Goku, seeing him discard his weapon, felt his entire demeanor change, like a hungry wolf.

His already focused mind became even more absorbed.

"Wolf Fang!"

"Wind Fist!"

With a whoosh, he rapidly charged towards Son Goku. Unlike before, as he ran, a faint aura actually condensed around him!

"Swish swish swish!"

Yamcha's hands moved like phantoms, and the moment he touched Son Goku, countless punches were thrown!

This scene made Son Gohan's eyes light up!

"The ancients said, 'In the world of martial arts, nothing is unbreakable, only speed is invincible!' They truly did not deceive me!"

Even with his current combat power far exceeding that of the others present, he still felt that Yamcha's Fang Wolf Fist could be called a supreme martial art.

"If the combat power of the two were similar, Wukong would be at a disadvantage!"

"It's just a pity..."

Son Gohan's lips curved slightly upwards.

He didn't finish the rest of his words.

Because the situation in the arena had already changed again.

Son Goku, who bore the brunt of the attack, suddenly felt immense pressure facing Yamcha's assault. In a daze, he seemed to see a Hungry Wolf lunging at him!

After some thought, he cautiously slung his Ruyi Staff back onto his shoulders.

He adopted a boxing stance with both hands.

"Rock!"

With a crisp "snap!", Son Goku's fist met Yamcha's head-on.

"Scissors!"

Before Yamcha could react, Son Goku's other free hand broke through Yamcha's defense and roughly jabbed towards Yamcha's eye socket!

If not for the whistling sound of air and Yamcha instinctively recoiling, those eyes might have been lost!

However, Son Goku, seizing the advantage, did not let up his pursuit!

"Paper!"

As Yamcha retreated, their previously clasped arms separated. Son Goku pressed forward, and a small palm print was directly imprinted on Yamcha's face!

"Yaya ya, Rock, Paper, Scissors, this is a game Grandfather taught us to play when we were kids!"

Son Gohan shook his head. The outcome was decided, and there was no need to continue.

At this point, Son Goku was no longer someone Yamcha could contend with!

"Slap, slap, slap."

Wonderful, wonderful, what a thrilling and satisfying contest!

Looking at Yamcha, who stood trembling all over, clutching his face, Son Gohan calmly walked forward.

"I heard you were here to rob us?"

"Then, it's our turn now!"

"Robbery! Hand over everything valuable you have, or else... you'll stay here!"

"Don't get cocky! I haven't lost yet!"

Yamcha, hearing him speak to him in such a tone, couldn't hold back his anger and immediately retorted.

He admitted that the brat was strong and he wasn't a match for him, but he was only at a disadvantage!

If the brat really wanted to rob him, he was confident that with all his might... he could still escape!

Thinking this, he put on a tough stance while giving Puar, who was hiding to the side, a look, signaling to retreat at any moment!

"Oh?"

"I admit your skills seem pretty good. Goku would need to train more to defeat you cleanly."

"But that's no reason for you to be so defiant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Son Gohan charged forward, "Swish!" He flashed in front of Yamcha and threw a punch.

"Bang!"

Yamcha's pupils constricted. He raised his hand to defend, but the next second, his pupils suddenly dilated rapidly as a sharp pain spread from his abdomen.

He opened his mouth in disbelief!

"No, impossible, absolutely impossible!"