The Sixth Dragon Ball

"Go on, go on! I'll wait here!" Master Roshi nudged Goku, speaking impatiently.

Goku then walked over to Bulma, scratching his head awkwardly. "Bulma, could you come over here for a moment? I have something to tell you!"

"Whatever it is, you can say it here, Goku. I want to hear it too!" Before Bulma could respond, Ziye spoke up first.

"Okay."

Goku rarely refused Ziye, so he simply blurted out everything he had promised Master Roshi.

"What did you just say, Sun Wukong? You're asking me to do something like that? And here I thought we were good friends!" Bulma said angrily, her hands on her hips.

"Bulma, don't get mad yet. The old man said he won't help Uncle Ox-King put out the fire unless we do this. Then we'll never get the Dragon Balls. Besides, it shouldn't hurt just to take a look..."

Pow!

Goku's words made Bulma see red. She punched him squarely in his spiky hair!

"Shut up!"

"How about this? We can have Oolong turn into a woman. Then that'll solve everything!"

Bulma suddenly suggested.

"No way! I don't want a man looking at my body. Just thinking about it makes me sick!" Oolong immediately refused.

"That's settled, then. You've been traveling with us this whole time, so it's about time you made yourself useful!"

Bulma pursed her lips and clapped her hands, making the decision for him.

"If you agree, I'll take you to West City afterward. There are all kinds of beautiful women there!"

"Really? You can't go back on your word! All right, I'm in." Hearing Bulma's offer, Oolong stopped refusing and agreed at once.

"Wait, Oolong."

"Come here. I need to tell you something."

Ziye then leaned close to Oolong's ear and whispered a few words. Oolong's face visibly turned pale, and a trace of terror appeared in his eyes.

Pow!

After Ziye finished warning Oolong, he went to a corner and transformed into a beautiful blonde with blue eyes. Then he followed Goku toward Master Roshi!

A moment later, Master Roshi came out looking thrilled. He gazed at the volcano before him and slowly took off his shirt.

In the next instant, the scrawny Master Roshi transformed into a muscle-bound hunk. The sight left everyone there stunned.

"Kame...hame...ha!"

Master Roshi held his hands at his waist as white energy slowly gathered between his palms. Then he thrust them forward, sending a massive beam of energy straight into Fire Mountain.

"Whew."

"Look, the fire's out."

Master Roshi exhaled, then said calmly.

"What incredible power!"

Goku stared in amazement, his mouth hanging open.

"Th-this... Master, the fire's out, but..."

"My castle—and the entire mountain—have been leveled!"

Ox-King said awkwardly.

"Ah... sorry. I went a little overboard!" Master Roshi scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"But now it's all rubble. How are we supposed to find the Dragon Balls?" Oolong said with a bitter smile and shook his head.

"Don't worry. I have a Dragon Ball Radar. It can pinpoint the Dragon Balls' locations!"

Bulma smiled and pulled the Dragon Ball Radar from her pocket, setting it to maximum range!

"Old man, that move you just used was amazing! Can you teach it to me?" Goku ran up to Master Roshi and asked eagerly.

"Ha ha! It takes at least fifty years of training to learn the Kamehameha. You're still too green!" Master Roshi laughed and held up five fingers to Goku.

"Fifty years?"

Goku scratched his head, placed his hands at his waist, and began gathering all the energy inside him!

"Ha!"

With a loud shout from Goku, a white beam of energy appeared again, instantly reducing the rocks in front of him to rubble!

"I did it, but it's still nowhere near as powerful as the old man's."

Goku looked at his hands and said disappointedly.

"As expected of Gohan's grandson. Incredible!"

Ox-King gaped in astonishment.

"He's Gohan's grandson?" Master Roshi asked in shock.

"Master Mutten, you didn't know?"

"I did hear that Gohan found a child with a tail growing from his rear about a dozen years ago. So this is him!" Master Roshi said gravely.

"Hey, Ziye, why don't you give it a try too?" Goku suddenly waved at Ziye and called out.

"Ha ha, he's still just a kid! A legendary technique like the Kamehameha couldn't possibly—"

"Ah!"

Before Master Roshi could finish speaking, what happened before his eyes left him too stunned to say another word.

Ziye struck the same pose as Goku, and white energy instantly gathered in his hands!

Boom!

A white beam shot out, many times more powerful than the one Goku had unleashed!

"H-how is this possible? Since when was the Kamehameha so easy to learn?"

"These two children are both once-in-a-generation geniuses!"

Master Roshi's expression turned grave, and his gaze at the two grew increasingly fervent!

"Goku, Ziye, would you like to come train at my place? You might even surpass me someday!"

"Really?"

"Then after we find the Dragon Balls, we'll definitely go to Master Roshi's!"

Goku agreed excitedly, and Ziye nodded seriously.

Elsewhere.

After searching with all their might, Bulma and Oolong finally found the sixth Dragon Ball amid the rubble.

"Great! Now there's only one Dragon Ball left."

"Let me see where it is."

"Found it. It's to the west, and it looks like it's a very long way away!"

With that, the four said goodbye to Master Roshi and the others before setting out once more in search of the Dragon Balls!

Ziye and his group headed west. After driving for nearly a day, they finally came across a remote little town.

The moment they entered the town, the people on the street scattered in every direction in fright.

"What's going on? Are the people here really that afraid of strangers?" Bulma asked, puzzled.

"Bulma, why do I get the feeling the people here are trembling because they saw you?" Ziye frowned, puzzled.

"How could that be? I'm such a cute girl, adored by everyone who sees me. How could I scare anyone? Don't be ridiculous!" Bulma pursed her lips and immediately retorted.

"Hey, why are you so afraid of her?" Ziye grabbed a passerby and asked.

"S-sir, please spare me!"

"Explain yourself."

Ziye's voice turned cold.

"Are you not with the Rabbit Corps?" the passerby stammered.

"The Rabbit Corps?"