No matter who his opponent was, Goku always liked to suppress himself to their level and enjoy the thrill of a close, hard-hitting fight.
So, if you were lucky enough to fight Goku and trade blows with him—
Don't celebrate too soon.
There was a good chance Goku was just messing with a fool.
"To be able to fight Pikkon so fiercely, even going back and forth with him..."
Sun Wuxiu folded his arms, his gaze sharp.
"That proves Goku... still has plenty of strength in reserve."
Just as Sun Wuxiu was analyzing the situation—
On the arena, Goku had just exchanged a Ki blast with Pikkon, sending both of them back.
Using the momentum, Goku flipped through the air and adjusted his stance for the next round of attacks.
At that very instant—
His gaze inadvertently swept past the back of the audience.
"Hm?"
Goku's movements suddenly froze.
That feeling...
That man sitting in the corner in casual clothes, crossing his legs and smiling as he watched him...
That familiarity etched deep into his soul made Goku's heart skip a beat.
Their eyes met.
At that moment, time seemed to span the river of twenty years.
Sun Wuxiu looked at his younger brother, frozen in midair, smiled faintly, and raised his right hand in a light wave.
It was as if he were saying, "Yo, Goku."
"B-Brother?!"
Goku was completely stunned.
An indescribable surge of joy instantly overwhelmed his mind.
The match, the championship, Pikkon—everything was thrown to the back of his mind.
"BROTHER!!!"
Goku shouted, his voice trembling with surprise. Ignoring the rules of the match entirely, he flashed forward, about to rush out of the arena and fly toward the audience.
"Hey! Son Goku! What are you doing?!"
Pikkon was dumbfounded by the scene.
They had been