Flying Martial Arts

"B-B-Bidel," Bidel looked up at Son Gohan, stunned.

Son Gohan stared, dumbfounded, at the woman below.

He hadn't expected Bidel in this timeline to become a police officer.

The contrast was too stark.

Same name? Almost impossible.

After learning her name, her face became more and more familiar the more he looked.

Who else could it be but that Bidel?

The official pairing with twin ponytails is officially online?

Son Gohan fell into a brief silence. He stood high in the air, staring at Bidel for a while, saying nothing, his mind lost in thought.

Bidel, meanwhile, was shocked that Son Gohan could actually fly.

How could a person fly?

Before this, if someone had told her that humans without wings could fly, she would have scoffed and laughed heartily.

But now, the fact was right before her eyes, constantly challenging her worldview.

"Is this magic?"

Bidel still couldn't quite believe it.

"No, this is called Flight Technique,"

Son Gohan flew a circle around the rooftop and then landed again, saying.

"Flight Technique? What's that?" Bidel didn't understand.

"It's a type of martial art," Son Gohan replied.

"Martial arts? How can there be such martial arts? Impossible," Bidel retorted.

She was a martial artist herself, with considerable skill, otherwise, she wouldn't have become the captain of the East City Police First Division.

Her father, Mr. Satan, was once the champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament.

In her opinion, she understood martial arts.

And martial arts that allowed flight absolutely did not exist.

Son Gohan said, "Heh, don't try to understand this world with your limited knowledge. As you said, this world is vast, and Earth is but a drop in the ocean. What's a martial art that allows flight? It's just a way of using Ki."

Listening to Son Gohan's words, Bidel fell silent.

Just as Son Gohan said.

This world was boundless, possessing too many inexplicable wonders.

Not to mention far away.

The Androids that had ravaged Earth for over a decade were one of the technological creations she couldn't comprehend.

How could two mere insignificant scientists possess such world-destroying power?

She had seen reports about the Androids on television.

Those two Androids could unleash energy blasts like rocket launchers from their hands, blasts that could flatten a large city in an instant, terrifyingly so.

Thinking of the Androids, Bidel felt a deep sadness.

A few years ago, her father, Mr. Satan, the champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament, didn't believe the Androids were truly that powerful.

He always thought it was magic, a trick to deceive humans.

Therefore, he decided to teach those two Androids a lesson.

The outcome was predictable.

Mr. Satan never returned, having been turned to dust by the Androids.

It was too tragic.

Seeing Bidel silenced by his words, Son Gohan said, "Alright, you should get back to work. I'm leaving."

"Ah!" Hearing Son Gohan's words, Bidel snapped back to reality.

"Wait, wait a moment," she said urgently.

"What is it?" Son Gohan asked, confused.

Bidel hesitated and then said, "Can you teach me how to fly? I want to learn this."

Recalling how she had thought he was going to commit suicide and had stopped her plane to persuade him, Son Gohan nodded. "Yes, come find me at Capsule Corp in West City tomorrow at this time."

It was just Flight Technique, not some secret art, a simple favor.

Son Gohan then took to the sky.

"What's your name?" Bidel shouted.

"Son Gohan." Son Gohan's voice drifted from afar, his figure already transformed into a meteor piercing toward the horizon.

The speed was truly immense.

Videl stared in the direction where Son Gohan had vanished, unable to snap out of her daze for a long time.

Everything she had seen and heard today was simply too bizarre; it had completely overturned her worldview of twenty-one years.

Moreover, this man named Son Gohan had actually agreed to teach her that so-called Flight Technique.

Happy, she was so happy.

Videl couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

Thinking that she would be able to learn the martial art of flying tomorrow, her heart refused to calm down.

Then, Videl cautiously walked to the edge of the building, stretched her neck out, and took a glance downward.

Hiss, it was terrifying.

Videl felt her vision swim and her legs go weak.

She stumbled backward, returning to her jet plane with a look of lingering fear, rested for a moment, and then piloted the plane away.

On the other side.

Son Gohan's aura surged, his speed so fast it created sonic booms as he streaked rapidly through the clouds.

Soon, he arrived above Mount Paozu and descended.

Son Gohan pushed open the door, walked into the familiar house, and looked at everything around him, sighing helplessly as a faint sorrow flashed through his eyes.

This place was truly too familiar.

This house had carried almost his entire childhood.

Dad, Mom, Grandpa Ox-King...

Everything, every little thing, seemed like a memory from a long time ago, yet it felt as if it had happened just yesterday.

Sometimes, he even felt as though they were still right beside him, never having left.

That feeling was impossible to describe or articulate, yet it was incredibly precious.

Son Gohan sat blankly on the sofa for a long time before pushing the door open to head outside.

He followed the mountain path for another hundred meters up Mount Paozu, then stood before two graves.

These two graves were those of Chi-Chi and the Ox-King.

Son Gohan took out a capsule, pressed it, and tossed it onto the ground.

Immediately, two bouquets of white chrysanthemums appeared out of thin air, along with some fruits and sacrificial offerings.

Son Gohan carefully placed these items before the graves, then plopped down onto the open ground in front of them.

"Mom, Grandpa, I've come to see you."

"I'm doing very well now, so you don't need to worry about me."

"The Androids have already been killed by me; it can be considered as having avenged you..."

Son Gohan sat there, talking to himself for a long time.

The Ox-King and Chi-Chi had died during those few days he was unconscious after losing his arm.

The time of death had just exceeded one year, which was why Shenron had been unable to resurrect them this time.

He didn't know if the two of them were currently in the Other World or if they had already been reincarnated.

Son Gohan thought he should find some time to go to the Other World and ask King Yemma.

If there were any way to resurrect them, that would be even better.

After sitting before the graves for a while longer, Son Gohan rose and flew back to Capsule Corp.

He relayed to Bulma that Trunks would not be returning for a few days; Bulma nodded without saying anything, burying her head back into her research.

The next day, a jet plane descended from the sky and landed at the entrance of Capsule Corp.

Videl jumped down from the plane, turned it into a capsule, and tucked it into her pocket before looking around to survey the surroundings.

Videl had clearly dressed up specifically for today.

Her black hair was tied into two ponytails that hung naturally over her shoulders, and her face was adorned with light, exquisite makeup.

She wasn't wearing her police uniform today; she wore a white, form-fitting shirt on top and a pair of slim-fit jeans on the bottom.

The white shirt was tucked into her jeans, highlighting her proud figure and long, slender legs.

She wore a pair of white sneakers on her feet.

She was going for a casual look.

Capsule Corp's name was renowned throughout the world; there was hardly anyone on Earth who didn't know its great reputation.

Although Capsule Corp suffered heavy losses after the Android incident and no longer possessed its former glory.

Now, there weren't even many employees left.

But even so, who among the surviving humans today didn't have a few capsules?

You could say Capsule Corp had declined and wasn't as glorious as before, but you couldn't deny its influence and contributions to the entire world.

Capsule Corp was in a league of its own on Earth, an absolute Tier 0 enterprise.

No matter who came, they couldn't shake its position on Earth.

Videl sized up Capsule Corp, wondering in her heart what kind of relationship Son Gohan had with the company.

Just as she was fretting about how to find Son Gohan, Bulma arrived at the entrance of Capsule Corp on a motorcycle.