Yamcha

"The village drew lots to decide that my daughter would be offered to King Oolong, but I was unwilling, so I didn't hand her over to him.

"King Oolong is coming over now, and he's definitely here to claim my daughter!"

the middle-aged man explained.

"I see. Goku, hurry up and go beat him!"

Sun Wukong nodded and walked out of the house.

In the village, a tall, imposing blue robot was frightening the villagers.

The robot was Oolong in disguise.

Sun Wukong soon came face-to-face with Oolong.

"Are you Oolong?"

Oolong looked down at the little kid in front of him.

"That's right. I'm King Oolong. Who are you?"

"Sun Wukong!"

"Sun Wukong?"

"That's right!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong sprang several yards into the air and landed above Oolong.

Oolong was so startled that his eyes nearly popped out.

With a clang, Sun Wukong brought his palm down on Oolong's head.

Oolong's eyes rolled back, and he turned into a small white pig and passed out.

The villagers hiding in their homes immediately came out after seeing this.

Bulma also came out of the house.

"G...Goku, is that guy dead?"

"No! I didn't use much force just now. At most, I knocked him out!"

"Really? And to think he was so weak! He couldn't even take one hit from you!"

Sun Wukong smiled.

"I bet he couldn't even beat you!"

Bulma glared at Sun Wukong.

"Goku, what do you mean by that?"

"N...nothing!"

Bulma gave a cold snort, then turned to the middle-aged man behind her.

"We've already helped you defeat King Oolong. According to our agreement, shouldn't you give us the Dragon Ball?"

The middle-aged man nodded and looked at his daughter.

The little girl took the Dragon Ball hanging around her neck and handed it to Bulma.

Bulma thanked her and accepted the Dragon Ball.

"If there's nothing else, should we be going?"

"Of course!"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"Then let's go, Goku."

"Okay!"

The two of them then left the village.

The villagers tied Oolong up.

After a long while, Oolong woke up and discovered a large bump on his head.

"Damn it! Who was that kid? How could he be so strong?"

As Oolong spoke, he suddenly noticed the villagers surrounding him.

Every one of them looked hostile.

The next day, Bulma bought a flying car in a town they passed through.

By then, the two of them had reached a desert.

Mushroom-shaped boulders dotted the desert.

The heat made sweat bead constantly on Sun Wukong and Bulma's heads.

Inside a mushroom-shaped cave above them, a handsome, long-haired man sat beside a stone table.

That man was Yamcha.

At the time, Yamcha was still a bandit who roamed the wilderness.

Yamcha seemed to notice something outside and suddenly stood up from his stone chair.

Just then, Puar, who had been keeping watch outside, came in.

"Master Yamcha, we've got a situation!"

"Let's hear it."

"Yes, Master Yamcha!"

"There are two people outside. One is driving a flying car, and the other is riding on a yellow cloud!"

"A yellow cloud?"

"I think it might be some newly invented mode of transportation!"

"A mode of transportation? But I haven't heard of anyone inventing a cloud as a mode of transportation."

Yamcha stroked his chin as he spoke.

"Perhaps they've only just developed it and haven't announced it yet!"

"That's possible. Where are they now? We have to go after them quickly, or they'll get away!"

"They're not far ahead," Puar replied.

"Good. Let's head out and intercept them!"

"Okay!"

The two of them immediately left the cave.

Yamcha took a Hoi-Poi Capsule from his clothes and threw it to the ground.

Poof!

A cloud of white smoke appeared, and a flying motorcycle materialized on the ground.

Yamcha quickly climbed onto the motorcycle and chased after them.

A few minutes later, Yamcha caught up with Sun Wukong and Bulma.

Bulma saw the two pursuing them in the car's rearview mirror.

Just then, Yamcha shouted a threat at them.

"Don't run! You two had better stop right now, or I won't go easy on you!"

"What do we do, Goku?" Bulma asked in a panic.

"It's fine. I'll deal with him!"

As Sun Wukong spoke, he jumped down from the Flying Nimbus.

Yamcha saw this, stopped his motorcycle, and jumped off.

The two stared at each other.

"Kid, tell your companion to stop and hand over everything you're carrying. Then I might spare your lives!"

"No need!"

Sun Wukong smiled.

"Is that so? Then I'll teach you a lesson first!"

Yamcha rushed toward Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong stood perfectly still.

Yamcha gave a mocking smile and threw his right fist forward with all his strength.

Just as Yamcha's fist came within a few centimeters of Sun Wukong's face, Sun Wukong suddenly raised his right leg and kicked Yamcha in the stomach.

Yamcha flew backward, crashing into several boulders behind him.

"Master Yamcha!"

Puar's expression changed. He hurried toward the spot where Yamcha had fallen.

The kick had been so powerful that Yamcha couldn't get back up for a while.

"W...who are you?"

"Sun Wukong!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong called the Flying Nimbus over and caught up with Bulma.

"Goku, is that guy okay?"

Bulma glanced at Yamcha, who was lying in the rubble.

"He's fine! He'll just be lying there for a few days at most."

"Really? Still, I never thought you were so strong, Goku. You can even beat bandits!"

"I guess."

"A...a girl!"

When Yamcha saw Bulma looking over, his face turned bright red.

"Master Yamcha, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

"A...a girl!" Yamcha stammered.

"Puar, actually, I've always had a weakness!"

"A weakness?"

"That's right. My weakness is girls!"

"Girls?"

"Whenever I see a girl, I get shy and don't dare approach her!"

"..."

Puar was speechless. He couldn't believe Master Yamcha had a weakness like that.

Just then, Sun Wukong and Bulma continued on their way.

"Master Yamcha, they've left!"

Yamcha nodded.

"Puar, did you notice the turtle character on that kid's clothes?"

"I did. What about it, Master Yamcha?"

"In the martial arts world, there's an old man known as the God of Martial Arts. His name is Master Roshi, also known as Master Mutaito!"

"Master Yamcha, are you saying that kid is Master Roshi's disciple?"

Yamcha nodded.