Li Xing was utterly stunned!
He had used all his strength to predict the giant beast's path.
After that leap, he could only land in a sorry heap.
Had the other guy predicted his prediction?
"Damn it, this is awful."
Li Xing gritted his teeth.
He knew Puar was a coward, but he hadn't expected him to be this scared.
At least fight me a little.
You're so huge—you could've helped increase my physique, even if it was only by 0.01.
And it wouldn't have cost me any energy or stamina.
When Yamcha attacked him again, he was sure to give him a surprise.
How could you just run away?
Those two were even worse than Grey Wolf.
At least Grey Wolf was trying to catch sheep. These two wouldn't even lay a finger on him; they just left him with a few threats.
No, Puar didn't even threaten him. He just screamed for help and ran.
Li Xing reached the highest point of his jump. Once his momentum ran out, he plummeted toward the ground like a meteor.
"Damn, what a mistake. With strength like this, I should've learned the Flight Technique right away."
Li Xing cursed inwardly. To avoid smashing into the ground, he kept adjusting and correcting his landing position.
When Yamcha saw Xiao Wu and the others drive away, delight spread across his face.
He had already figured out Li Xing's strength from their previous fight.
He was weak—nowhere near a match for him.
"Kid, if you survive this time, I'll eat my words."
After venting his anger, Yamcha started the car and raced toward the spot where Li Xing had fallen.
As for Puar—
Given the deep grudge between them, Yamcha would put Puar aside for now.
The two soon met.
"Heh. Didn't expect to run into me, did you?"
Li Xing dusted off the sand, looking completely unruffled.
"I saw this coming. You're nothing but a bunch of lousy desert bandits. Aside from petty thievery, what else could you possibly do?"
Li Xing spoke nonchalantly, but inwardly he was groaning.
He wanted to be like other transmigrators, taking the enemy out in one or two moves.
A crowd would gather around them, cheering. The villain would call for backup, and they'd keep coming to bother Li Xing, like the Calabash Brothers going to rescue their grandpa, helping him grow stronger.
But the situation he faced was that his strength improved very slowly.
Now he was up against a third-rate bandit he couldn't beat.
"Enough talk, kid. Take this!"
Yamcha couldn't hold back his anger. He shouted and charged at Li Xing.
Li Xing could only block, struggling to fight Yamcha.
This time, he didn't even dare use his Devour Ability, so he immediately fell onto the back foot.
The Devour Ability consumed his stamina. With his current physique, he could barely keep it up for ten minutes.
Besides, using it wouldn't be enough to defeat Yamcha—or even scare him off.
In that case, he was better off saving it for critical moments, where it would have the greatest effect.
Fortunately, he was quite a bit stronger than he'd been two nights ago.
Though it was difficult to hold his ground, he could just barely manage.
For a while,
sand and stones flew as yellow dust billowed everywhere.
The two were locked in a fierce fight.
Yamcha was also shocked by how well Li Xing was holding up.
In their last fight, Li Xing hadn't gained any advantage apart from using underhanded tricks.
So how had he completely transformed? His strength was on a whole different level.
Before Yamcha could unleash his full strength, the rumble of an engine sounded in the distance, followed by another roar.
Li Xing's eyes darted around, and he immediately came up with a plan.
What was Yamcha, anyway?
At a time like this, he was a bandit. Compared with wealth, what did an enemy with a little strength matter?
Li Xing activated his Devour Ability and grappled with Yamcha like a madman.
"Damn you, kid! Get out of here, and I might still let you keep your life!"
Caught off guard, Yamcha found himself briefly being pressed back by Li Xing.
"What?"
Yamcha was both shocked and furious. He was about to use his full strength, and even seemed on the verge of unleashing his self-created ultimate technique, the Wolf Fang Fist.
Li Xing roared again.
"Do you know who's coming up behind us?
"Bulma, the princess of the Hoi-Poi Capsule Corporation.
"She ran away from home to find me because I don't like her and want to elope with someone else.
"If you ruin my relationship, I'll never let you live it down.
"Because you delayed me, if I can't escape, then even if I end up marrying Bulma, I'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth and grind your bones to dust!"
Li Xing's delivery was so heartfelt it could move anyone.
Yamcha unconsciously eased up, lost in thought.
Seeing this, Li Xing was overjoyed.
He hadn't expected to fool the other man so easily.
After a powerful straight punch, Li Xing used the recoil to leap into the air.
Like a hare darting away or a falcon swooping off, he fled in the direction of Xiao Wu's car.
Only a trail of footprints remained, bearing witness to Li Xing's departure.
Puar came after him.
He hovered quietly beside Yamcha's shoulder.
"Master."
Yamcha didn't blame him. He watched the direction Li Xing had gone.
"Puar, go check whether the person coming is a woman."
He paused.
"And find out whether she's from the Hoi-Poi Capsule Corporation."
"Yes!"
Yamcha watched Li Xing disappear, gritting his teeth.
"Kid, I hope you weren't lying. I could still help you steal someone else's girl.
"But if you dared deceive me, I'll come after you and kill you."
With that, Yamcha left, his teeth clenched.
Meanwhile,
once Li Xing was far enough away, he realized Yamcha hadn't followed and let out a long breath.
It had seemed quick, but from the moment he started talking until he finally escaped, three whole minutes had passed.
If the car behind them got any closer, his lie would surely be exposed.
By then,
there was no telling whether Yamcha would go berserk and insist on beating him to death.
"Damn it. I shouldn't have accepted that mission to recruit the Pilaf Gang in the first place.
"Otherwise, I should've gotten a mission involving Yamcha.
"Because of those three Pilaf guys, the missions involving Yamcha and the Ox-King, along with any other potential random missions, have all disappeared."
Li Xing ground his teeth in frustration, but there was nothing he could do.
He'd already chosen.
He hadn't known that the system wouldn't give him any missions until he completed one.
He hadn't chosen the three members of the Pilaf Gang without a selfish motive of his own.
He wanted to use their technology to help himself grow stronger quickly.
Otherwise, his strength wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state.
Li Xing had never thought cultivation was easy.
Sun Wukong was of a different species, naturally gifted in martial arts. He had also been taught by Son Gohan from a young age, building a foundation before spending more than a decade in the mountains, honing his body countless times. That was how he'd reached his current level.
Krillin had been bullied for years at the Shaolin Temple and had done who knew how many menial jobs before reaching his current level.
The two of them had both joined Master Roshi's school. How much had they improved after eight months of training?
Compared with Yamcha, who was around their level at the time, Krillin and Sun Wukong had already left him in the dust.
Without a master to guide you, you were just training blindly.
Injuring yourself was the least of your worries.
Just look at the gap between Tien Shinhan, Krillin, Yamcha, and the others, and Sun Wukong, who had been trained by Mr. Popo at Kami's Lookout.
Sun Wukong's strength certainly had something to do with drinking the Ultra Divine Water and with his natural talent, but having a master guide him was the most important factor.
Otherwise, why couldn't Sun Wukong beat Tien Shinhan in the first ten-odd years of his training?
Wasn't it because his potential hadn't been unlocked and he hadn't found the right path to cultivation?
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