"You mean you're sure you can beat me?" Yamcha grumbled, looking at the short boy before him, who nevertheless radiated confidence.
"Of course! I'm really strong. I've never lost to anyone except Grandpa and Zilong!" Son Goku replied without backing down, his eyes shining with determination.
Yamcha flew into a rage. He gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, a murderous glint in his eyes. "Then don't blame me for killing you!" Before he'd finished speaking, he sprang into motion and charged at Son Goku.
But just as Yamcha was about to strike, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side and skidded to a stop, sending sand flying onto Yamcha.
Zhou Zilong's sudden appearance caught Yamcha off guard. He halted and stared at the stranger in confusion.
Son Goku pointed at Yamcha and told Zhou Zilong, "Zilong, we've run into a bad guy!"
Zhou Zilong gave a slight nod, a glimmer flashing in his eyes. Then he saw Yamcha's detailed information:
[Race] Earthling [Potential Level] Elite Potential [Potential Value] 50,000,000 [Potential Development Progress] 1 [Battle Power] 8
"Go ahead, Goku. This guy's about as strong as you are, so you can have a good fight with him," Zhou Zilong told Young Goku.
Young Goku nodded, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
Zhou Zilong turned and headed toward Bulma. He knew she had passed out because she wasn't used to the desert climate, and she needed him to look after her.
Watching them, Yamcha muttered unhappily, "Hmph. I'll make you pay. Once I've dealt with this little brat, I'll take care of you. Then I'll strip you of all your money and torture you slowly with my sword to punish you for looking down on me!"
"Bulma, how are you feeling?" Zhou Zilong asked with concern as he came to her side.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy," Bulma replied with a strained smile.
"I'll make you something to help you get your strength back in a bit." Zhou Zilong gently wiped the sweat from Bulma's face with a towel before speaking softly.
"Yah! Prepare to die!" Yamcha roared from the other side, charging at Young Goku like lightning. His fierce yell sent shivers down the spines of the more timid onlookers.
As he charged, Yamcha tossed his sword's scabbard toward his motorcycle. Puar, who was waiting there, immediately leapt out and caught it.
Yamcha gripped his sword in one hand and slashed at Young Goku.
Young Goku remained remarkably calm. Just as Yamcha's blade was about to come down, he pushed off the ground with both feet and leapt into the air, his body tracing a graceful arc as he easily evaded Yamcha's deadly strike.
"Hehe!" Young Goku laughed triumphantly in midair, then landed steadily on the ground. His movements were light and nimble, like a monkey darting through the forest.
Yamcha was annoyed that his first swing had missed. He attacked Young Goku again and again, but each time, Young Goku deftly dodged him.
I really underestimated this kid. He's a tough one! Yamcha thought.
Enraged, Yamcha swung his sword at Young Goku again.
Young Goku flipped neatly out of the way, but this time Yamcha nearly hit his own friend, Puar, over the head.
"You brat! You're quick, all right. I nearly hit the wrong person!" Yamcha said bitterly, pulling his sword back just in time.
"Looks like Goku's habit of fooling around in a fight started when he was little," Zhou Zilong murmured as he watched Young Goku hold back while fighting Yamcha and looked after Bulma.
After pulling his sword back from above Puar's head, Yamcha continued attacking Young Goku with sweeping slashes.
In the blink of an eye, Young Goku appeared beside Yamcha's right foot. Losing his balance, Yamcha fell face-first toward the ground.
Yamcha quickly braced himself with his left hand and used the momentum to flip through the air, keeping himself from crashing to the ground.
Once he'd regained his footing, Yamcha slashed at Young Goku again. Young Goku immediately performed several backflips, easily dodging the attack once more.
"Yah!" After flipping onto a rock, Young Goku used it to propel himself into the air. He pulled the Power Pole from his back and attacked Yamcha.
Yamcha reacted quickly, gripping his sword with both hands and raising it above his head to block.
With a sharp clang, the Power Pole struck Yamcha's sword. The two traded blows back and forth.
"Ha!" After having several of his attacks blocked, Young Goku shouted and swung the Power Pole at Yamcha again.
Just as the Power Pole was about to hit, Yamcha pushed off hard from where he stood and jumped backward, putting some distance between them to dodge the attack.
Thinking Young Goku would have to run toward him to attack, Yamcha came up with a plan and smiled.
"Power Pole, extend!" Young Goku called, gripping the Power Pole with both hands.
As if by magic, the Power Pole in Young Goku's hands shot toward Yamcha at tremendous speed and began extending.
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