Lookout

Son Gohan tilted his body slightly to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike.

Yamcha was startled and immediately raised his right leg to kick at Son Gohan.

Bang!

Son Gohan raised his left arm, blocking the kick Yamcha had delivered.

"Damn it!"

Yamcha gritted his teeth and quickly retreated backward.

Seeing this, Son Gohan watched him with a calm expression.

At this moment, the Earth Guardian slowly walked out of a room on the Lookout, leaning on his cane.

"Guardian!"

Seeing this, Mr. Popo immediately walked over to help him forward.

"Is he Son Goku's son, Son Gohan?"

The Earth Guardian asked as he looked at Son Gohan.

"Yes, Guardian!"

"Ha!"

Just then, Yamcha suddenly let out a loud shout and charged toward Son Gohan like a wolf.

In an instant, Yamcha reached Son Gohan, his hands moving like multiple claws as he swiped at him.

This move was called the New Wolf Fang Fist, an upgraded version of the Wolf Fang Fist.

"Whoosh..."

"Swish..."

Facing Yamcha's onslaught, Son Gohan dodged with ease.

"It's no use; Yamcha's attacks can't even touch Gohan!"

Tien Shinhan analyzed the situation between the two and remarked.

Krillin: "Yeah! I really didn't expect Goku's son to be this strong. And he's only five years old; the Saiyans really are an incredibly formidable warrior race!"

"Indeed!"

Tien Shinhan nodded.

Right at that moment, Son Gohan exerted force with his right hand, sending Yamcha flying hundreds of meters away.

Bang!

Yamcha braced himself with his right hand, half-crouching on the ground, covered in sweat.

"Son Goku's son, but I won't give up so easily!"

Yamcha said as he slowly stood up from the ground.

Piccolo listened, his expression speechless.

If Son Gohan hadn't held back just now, he would have already collapsed; he wouldn't have had any chance to continue fighting Son Gohan.

This brat is still too soft-hearted, Piccolo thought to himself.

Just then, Yamcha gripped his right wrist with his left hand, gathering ki into his right palm to form a blue energy sphere, which he launched at Son Gohan.

Son Gohan swayed his body and dodged it.

At that moment, Yamcha flicked his right palm upward, and the blue energy sphere that had been dodged immediately flew up into the sky.

"The Spirit Ball, is it!"

Watching Yamcha's hand gestures, Son Gohan quickly guessed the technique Yamcha was using.

"Whoosh..."

Just then, under Yamcha's control, the blue energy sphere attacked Son Gohan once again.

Son Gohan stood motionless in his spot.

Soon, the blue energy sphere struck "Son Gohan" and passed right through his body.

"Afterimage Technique!"

Krillin was startled, quickly recognizing the move Son Gohan had just used.

"Damn it!"

Yamcha gritted his teeth, a sudden sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

Son Gohan's strength was too great—so great that he didn't even have the ability to shake him.

"Whoosh..."

At that very moment, Son Gohan suddenly appeared in front of Yamcha and knocked him to the ground with a single punch.

"Yamcha!"

"I... I'm fine!"

Yamcha said, struggling to climb up from the ground with a pained expression.

Just then, Son Gohan mimicked the stance Yamcha had just used, condensing a blue energy sphere in his hand.

"Is that... the Spirit Ball?"

Tien Shinhan was startled.

He had not expected Son Gohan to learn Yamcha's technique at a single glance.

As soon as he spoke, Son Gohan immediately hurled the blue energy sphere, then moved his right palm rapidly, causing the Spirit Ball to zip back and forth across the sky above the Lookout.

"Explode!"

With a soft shout, the Spirit Ball detonated in the air above the Lookout.

A massive plume of smoke and a flash of fire instantly appeared in the sky.

"How... how is the power of this Spirit Ball so immense!"

Yamcha was shocked.

The Spirit Ball was his own technique; naturally, he knew exactly how much power it usually possessed.

Is it because his strength is greater than mine?

Yamcha thought to himself.

Just then, a small creature with blue fur on its back and white fur on its face, chest, abdomen, inner ears, and the tip of its tail flew over from the distance.

This was Puar, Yamcha's companion.

He had been staying with Yajirobe at Korin Tower earlier, so he was unaware that Piccolo and the others had arrived.

After Puar appeared, Yajirobe also climbed up from Korin Tower.

"Master Yamcha!"

"Puar!"

"Master Yamcha, what happened to you? Did something just occur?"

"It's nothing, I was just sparring with Gohan!"

"Gohan?"

Upon hearing this, Puar immediately looked toward Son Gohan.

"So that means he is Son Goku's son!"

"Mm!"

Yamcha nodded.

"Son Goku's son!"

After hearing this, Yajirobe walked over immediately.

"This brat really does look a lot like Goku did when he was a kid!"

"Uncle Krillin, who is he?"

"He is a friend of your father, Yajirobe!"

"Uncle Yajirobe!"

Yajirobe nodded.

"By the way, who won their spar just now?"

"Gohan won!"

Krillin said.

"Go... Gohan is already this strong!"

Yajirobe was startled.

His strength was not much different from Yamcha's; if even Yamcha was no match for him, then he likely wouldn't be a match for Son Gohan either.

"That's right! Gohan is the strongest among us now; even Piccolo is no match for him!"

Upon hearing this, Piccolo swept his gaze toward Krillin.

Seeing this, Krillin was instantly chilled to the bone.

"Even... even Piccolo is no match for him?"

Yajirobe was astonished.

Krillin nodded.

"Um, Uncle Krillin, could I ask you for a favor?"

"What is it, Gohan?"

"Could you ask Aunt Bulma to build a 100x Gravity Chamber for me?"

"A... a 100x Gravity Chamber!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Yeah!"

"Gohan, do you even know how heavy 100 times gravity is?"

Krillin asked.

"I know, it's 100 times my own body weight!"

"If your current body weight is 20kg, then 100 times gravity would be two tons!"

"Oh!"

Seeing this, King Piccolo couldn't help but laugh.

"Little Baldy, just do as Gohan says!"

"I'm not some Little Baldy, my name is Krillin!"

"Then I'll just call you Little Baldy Krillin!"

King Piccolo chuckled.

"Damn it!"

Upon hearing this, Krillin clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth.

"Uncle Piccolo, even though Uncle Krillin is bald, I still hope you'll call him by his name!"

"..."

Hearing this, Krillin remained silent.

Deep down, he really wanted to ask if they could stop mentioning the word "bald."

"Fine... fine then!"

King Piccolo looked at Son Gohan and said.

"Piccolo, he actually listened to Gohan!"

Yamcha was startled.

As soon as the words left his mouth, King Piccolo immediately shot him a cold glare.

Seeing this, Yamcha quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

Back then, he and Krillin had both been killed by King Piccolo's father, the Great Demon King Piccolo, so they still harbored a lingering fear of him in their hearts.