Son Gohan VS Ox King (1:1 Draw, BLG Go!)

"Puar, who do you think that old woman really is? We've already left the desert and crossed more than one mountain."

"There are no villages in these mountains, let alone any houses!"

"Aiya, maybe we took the wrong route? Anyway, the old woman meant no harm, why worry about it so much!"

Puar replied indifferently.

"Young Master, let's continue on our way to Fried Bread Mountain! Otherwise, if they get killed, it'll be even harder to get our treasure back from Ox King!"

"Alright, let's keep moving!"

After a short rest, Yamcha stood up again. Once he had determined the direction, he strode directly towards Fried Bread Mountain!

Meanwhile, on another front, Son Gohan was having a great time. They had plenty of food and drink, a dragon, and a house, making it no different from a picnic.

In recent days, Bulma had become increasingly hesitant to meet Son Gohan's gaze directly. Whenever their eyes accidentally met, she would always flusteredly look away.

"Hey, Bulma, your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Son Goku, riding the Flying Nimbus, circled Ribut back and forth to show off the speed of his cloud.

"Go away! What does a little brat know!"

Bulma, blushing, shooed him away and then immersed herself in her own emotions.

Behind her, Son Gohan sat in quiet meditation.

"Why is it getting hotter and hotter!"

Gradually, Bulma came back to her senses. At first, she thought the heat was caused by her own agitated emotions. Unexpectedly, as they moved forward, a smell of burning gradually drifted through the air.

"It seems Fried Bread Mountain is almost here."

Son Gohan opened his eyes and slowly sat up.

After the group crossed another high mountain, they finally understood why the air was so scorching hot!

"Heavens! That's!"

Bulma was deeply shocked by the sight before her.

"A blazing mountain!"

"Flames everywhere! Is this really Fried Bread Mountain?"

"This is the place. It seems the people on the mountain are in trouble."

Glancing at the Dragon Radar in his hand, Son Gohan handed the radar back to Bulma.

"But with this sky-high inferno, we can't get in at all. How can we find the Dragon Ball?"

"There's a small house at the foot of the mountain. Ribut and I will go check it out first."

After giving the order, Son Gohan instructed Ribut to descend. At the right moment, he jumped down directly.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, he landed steadily on the ground.

"Who!"

A fierce shout, accompanied by the sound, a giant axe flew towards him!

"Whoosh!"

Sensing the giant axe whistling through the air, Son Gohan bent his waist sharply by a hair's breadth, dodging it.

Another explosion sounded, and a huge pit appeared behind him.

"Hey, kid, are you guys here to steal my treasure too?"

When Son Gohan straightened up again, a wild, burly man holding a large axe had already appeared before him!

No! He was like a small mountain!

Just then, Son Goku, who was on the Flying Nimbus, also jumped down.

"You're not allowed to bully Gohan!"

Seeing this monstrous man attack without a word, Son Goku's eyes instantly turned red. He swung the Ruyi Staff and smashed it down!

"Clang!"

His strike was swift, but the Ox King was not slow. With a casual lift, his axe blocked the attack.

"Hey, Lord Ox King, we're just passing by. You're not that overbearing, are you?"

Son Gohan was already silently gathering his energy. He didn't intend to reveal his identity right away.

After being out for so many days, he finally encountered a worthy opponent. How could he let him go!

Fight first, then talk!

"Hey, brother, you step back first, let me do it! You're no match for him yet!"

Son Gohan was serious for once, not even bothering to get in a verbal jab.

"Eh?!"

"Hahaha, alright then, Gohan, I'll leave it to you!"

Son Goku didn't feel much, but he was more concerned that Son Gohan called him brother.

"Hey, brat, you think you can fight me with just that? Hahahaha!"

Looking at the little bean in front of him, the Ox King laughed uncontrollably. The size difference between them was more than just huge.

"Please!"

Son Gohan stood firm, silently performing a proper martial artist's salute.

"So you're a martial artist after all!"

Seeing the familiar martial arts salute, the Ox King was momentarily lost in thought.

He seemed to be back in the days when he happily learned martial arts from Master Mutaito.

"Kid, you've moved me. So I've decided to leave you with your corpse intact!"

After saying that, the Ox King tossed the axe in his hand aside and pounced like a giant black bear!

"Yaaah!"

Son Gohan roared, his right foot pushing off as he instantly flew from his spot.

"Swish!"

The distance between them rapidly closed, and before long, they collided heavily.

"BOOM!"

The ground within several zhang violently trembled, unable to withstand their pressure.

They wrestled for a moment, neither gaining the upper hand!

"Hum!"

With a hum, they both released their strength simultaneously.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the entire ground!

At this moment, a smile appeared on Son Gohan's lips.

"Hey, not bad, old man. I haven't had this much fun in a long time!"

After that brief exchange, he had a rough idea of the Ox King's strength limit.

"Haa!"

After confirming Ox King's strength, Son Gohan was the first to exert his power again. A surge of dual force rose up, and he thrust his right hand forward, directly driving his entire body into Ox King's inner zone.

"Iron Mountain Lean!"

With a muffled "bang," Ox King's massive body flew backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

His face contorted with frustration, he quickly got up and charged again, seemingly wanting to wrestle with Son Gohan once more.

Unfortunately, Son Gohan had changed his tactics this time. The moment they were about to clash, he directly leaped into the air, used Ox King's shoulder as a pivot, and with a nimble aerial somersault, landed behind him.

Taking advantage of Ox King's momentum, he spun around and delivered a fierce kick to Ox King's calf.

As Ox King's mountain-like physique collapsed, the entire Fried Bread Mountain shook as if an earthquake had struck.

From behind a large rock in the distance, Yamcha, who had been hiding, stared at the scene dumbfounded, questioning his own life.

"Where did all these Monsters come from! So strong at such a young age! It seems like he was just playing with me during our fight back then!"

"Such strength is truly terrifying! Even more crucial is his age; already terrifying at such a young age! If he were a bit older, who among the Martial Artists on Earth could possibly stop him!"

"Young Master Yamcha, should we, should we really still try to cause trouble for them and get our treasure back?"

"I don't think there's any hope."

Puar muttered dejectedly.