So this is Qi?

Puar was on the verge of a breakdown, about to set off on their journey without having eaten much good meat.

"Young Master Yamcha, shouldn't we at least fill our stomachs before undertaking a great task? Look at them, eating and drinking, do they look like they're about to put out a fire?"

"..."

Yamcha looked down at the meat in his hand, then at the Blazing Mountain in the distance.

"How about we eat while we travel!"

As clever as he was, he could always come up with new ideas!

✧٩(ˊωˋ*)و✧!

"..."

Puar really didn't know what to say.

"Okay, Young Master."

If life has ravaged you and you cannot resist, then lie down silently and enjoy it!

By the time the clueless and unhappy duo returned to their usual spot at the foot of Fried Bread Mountain, the banquet on this side had also concluded.

After a hearty meal, Bulma looked at Master Roshi, who had a plaster on his head, a mouth full of missing teeth, and was skin and bones, and her mind was filled with more and more complaints.

"Hey, Gohan, he doesn't even have the Banana Fan that Mr. Ox mentioned. How is he going to put out the fire?"

"This lecherous old man, I always feel like he's leering at me with ill intentions!"

Master Roshi was instantly hit with ten thousand points of damage.

"Hey, shouldn't these be the whispers of you kids? Why are you saying them so directly in front of me, an old man!"

"It's so disrespectful to elders!"

"Hmph!"

"You know you're an elder? You're a disrespectful old man! Don't think I don't know what trashy thoughts are going on in your head!"

Bulma flailed her arms and legs, her imposing aura no weaker than his.

Master Roshi was thoroughly berated but didn't dare to argue further. He could only turn to Son Gohan and complain in a low voice.

He stretched out his neck, covered half his face with one hand, and leaned close to Son Gohan's ear to whisper.

"Hey, you see, women are terrifying creatures. Gohan, you can't handle them. How about..."

"Slap!"

A crisp sound rang out, and everyone stared blankly, their jaws dropped in surprise as Bulma's power level soared.

"Hey, you disrespectful old man! What are you doing!"

Bulma didn't care about anyone else's reaction. It was just the old man's bald head, so what if she hit it! Who told him to spread rumors to her face!

What if Son Gohan believed him and stopped playing with her in the future!

"Hmph ╯^╰! You're forcing a lady to get angry!"

"Oh dear, oh dear, you'll be blessed in the future!"

Master Roshi rubbed his big bald head, unfazed by Bulma's offense.

"I'm truly sorry, Master Mutaito!"

Son Gohan scratched his head awkwardly.

"Come, help this old man, I'll go put out the fire now."

Master Roshi didn't dally any longer and walked towards a stone platform under Ox King's expectant gaze.

Son Gohan silently stepped forward a few paces and held his waist.

"Master, take it slow!"

"Hmm, good, good!"

Looking at Son Gohan, who respected his teacher, Master Roshi was filled with satisfaction. Not only was his talent good, but his character seemed to be just as good.

As Master Roshi stepped onto the high platform, everyone's gaze followed. However, most people were still a bit confused, seemingly bewildered by the purpose of Master Roshi's actions.

Only two people on the scene held their breath quietly, awaiting the grand spectacle. One was Ox King, who knew the master's power, and the other was Son Gohan himself.

"It's coming!"

Son Gohan keenly sensed the change in Master Roshi's Ki.

"Hah! Hah!"

With a thunderous roar, the scrawny Master Roshi slowly lowered into a horse stance!

"Bang!"

Under the fierce flames, Master Roshi's shirt instantly tore open, revealing his emaciated body!

Even more comically, several medicinal patches were stuck to his waist. He looked like an undernourished old man on his last legs!

But before anyone could be surprised, as Master Roshi took a deep breath, his body instantly swelled as if by magic.

In the blink of an eye, the withered, scrawny old pervert was gone.

In his place stood a burly old man with muscles bulging all over his body!

This transformation left Son Gohan, despite his prior mental preparation, momentarily stunned!

In just a few seconds, Master Roshi had inflated like a balloon, his entire appearance completely changed!

Even more terrifying was that Master Roshi was now radiating danger signals. Son Gohan felt his entire body prickle under the pressure of the old man's Ki, and even breathing became difficult!

"This, this is the oppressive aura of a God of Martial Arts!"

"So, such strong pressure!"

As the ancient saying goes:

If you don't cultivate, seeing me is like a frog in a well looking at the moon. If you do cultivate, seeing me is like an ant looking up at the vast sky!

"This isn't just a simple three-times difference in numbers. We're not even on the same dimensional plane in terms of combat power right now!"

Looking up, Son Gohan noticed that besides himself, no one else felt such intense pressure.

He saw Son Goku's and Yamcha's reactions, who was secretly peeking from nearby. They were merely a bit more energetic than usual; there was no significant pressure on them.

As for Ox King... he had truly followed Master Roshi for nothing. Although his combat power was higher, it was mostly due to his innate divine strength.

When it came to sensing Ki, he had absolutely no aptitude.

"Hah~ Haa!"

With another roar from Master Roshi, his right foot instinctively stepped back, and he had subconsciously adopted the Kame Style's starting stance.

At this moment, Son Gohan tightly closed his eyes. He wanted to clear his mind and try to use his "Mind's Eye" to perceive Master Roshi's Ki!

As Master Roshi brought his hands together to his right, steam began to rise around his waist!

A silent aura began to condense and contract!

It slowly merged into a ball of Ki, with a point of light shining from its center, which then rapidly expanded into a dazzling, water-blue Ki ball!

"Kame~"

"hame~"

"Ha~"

"me~"

"Wave!"

As the word "Wave" fell, Master Roshi's hands suddenly pushed forward!

The Ki ball, which had been obediently coiled between his hands, docile and meek, suddenly transformed into a wild, untamed dragon, soaring into the sky!

In a dim world, Son Gohan suddenly sensed a large, blue shadow ahead, seemingly tangible yet intangible.

As the "shadow" in his perception violently fluctuated, he saw an incredibly thick Ki wave shoot out. It seemed slow but was actually fast, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

A smile curved Son Gohan's lips. With his eyes closed, he felt a sudden inspiration.

"So this is Ki!"

At twelve years old, he "saw" the concrete form of what was called "Ki" for the first time in his life!