First Battle

"One hundred seventy-six, one hundred seventy-seven, one hundred seventy-eight..."

Beside the classic dome-shaped house from Dragon Ball, two figures, one large and one small, were doing one-armed handstand push-ups.

Beads of sweat dripped one after another down his cheeks and onto the ground, but Son Gohan clenched his teeth and held on, persisting even though his arm ached terribly.

The one accompanying him was naturally Son Goku. This kind of training had long since become second nature to him, so he kept his attention on his son the whole time.

Over the past month, Gohan's performance had completely exceeded his expectations.

Son Goku had originally thought it would take half a year for him to slowly adapt to this gradually intensifying training, but now, in just one month, he had already reached Goku's expectations.

Plop.

In the end, Son Gohan could not hold on. After finishing his two hundred forty-second one-armed push-up, his strength gave out, and he collapsed straight onto the ground.

Son Goku did not go over to help Gohan up. Instead, he continued his own training, though his attention remained fixed on him, as if he were waiting for something.

Sure enough, less than half a minute later, Gohan's limp body suddenly trembled, and then he let out a whimper.

His legs slowly drew in, and then the explosive power in his leg muscles abruptly propped his body up. Son Gohan stood again.

After adjusting his breathing, under Son Goku's gaze, Son Gohan set off running once more.

Heh~

Son Goku exerted force through his fingers, flipped backward through the air, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Flying Nimbus~!"

The moment he shouted, a yellow cloud streaked across the sky at incredible speed and came straight to Son Goku's side.

Huff, huff~

Son Gohan ran through the forest, his chest rising and falling as he constantly adjusted his breathing.

Feeling the muscles throughout his body tremble as he ran, his arms, which had been aching terribly, seemed to ease up and no longer felt as unbearable as before.

At that moment, Son Gohan had no choice but to admire the terrifying physique of the Saiyans.

If he had trained like this in his previous life, he probably would have been crippled long ago. And one had to remember, this body was only that of a three-year-old child!

Son Goku had said the day before yesterday that when he felt the time was right, he would take Son Gohan to the center of the island to meet the legendary Master Roshi.

Sun Chao knew that would also be the day Son Goku's older brother, Raditz, arrived on Earth!

Although Raditz's combat power could be considered the very bottom of the bottom among future enemies, to the current Son Goku, he was still overwhelmingly powerful, let alone to a little brat like him.

So Sun Chao had to seize every opportunity to make himself as strong as possible. He already had a method in mind to strengthen himself as quickly as he could.

To be honest, Son Gohan did not want to be like the old Gohan and spend three months cultivating his personality. It was too much of a waste of time.

After all, the current Son Gohan knew crucial information that even Son Goku did not know right now, and that was the special trait of the Saiyan race.

Vegeta had once said that as long as a Saiyan came close to death and survived, their combat power would surge to a whole new level.

Although later readers and viewers mocked this as too much of a bug, he could completely understand it.

Any warrior with a certain amount of combat experience would improve to some degree after experiencing near death and surviving.

It was just that Saiyans dug deeper into their own potential, causing their strength to increase by much more, which led everyone to misunderstand.

After running five kilometers, Son Gohan turned to head back, but just then, he suddenly felt the hair all over his body stand on end. Even the tail wrapped around his waist instantly bristled, every strand of fur rising upright!

Without the slightest hesitation, he rolled to the side on the spot. At the same time, a yellow figure pounced onto the spot where he had just been.

Roar~

With a low growl, a fierce tiger appeared where Son Gohan had been moments earlier, baring its teeth and snarling at him.

In that instant, cold sweat broke out all over Son Gohan, and a powerful sense of danger instantly filled his mind.

Even so, he did not have the slightest thought of running away. Whether he analyzed it rationally or emotionally, there was no need for him to flee.

Because with his current physical condition, there was no way he could outrun this fierce tiger. And emotionally, Son Gohan now knew that he had to take the initiative and gamble!

His heart began pounding rapidly. The chill that had covered his whole body suddenly changed, and Son Gohan felt as if his entire body were starting to heat up.

Roar!

The fierce tiger suddenly charged toward Son Gohan, its rapid speed whipping up a gust of wind that swept the fallen leaves around them to both sides.

Son Gohan had already focused completely, staring fixedly at the tiger's body, because this was currently the only way he could defeat it.

That was right. It was like people who said they could dodge a handgun. They did not truly possess the speed to dodge bullets; rather, at the instant you fired, they had already dodged to the side in advance.

Using this exact method, Son Gohan stared hard at the tiger's legs. As soon as it moved, he would immediately dodge to the side with the fastest speed and the simplest motion.

Because no matter what, the tiger would definitely pounce toward him. As long as he acted in advance, he could absolutely dodge it!

As Son Gohan dodged, he felt a fierce gust sweep past him. The tiger's incomparably sharp claws slashed right before his eyes.

At that moment, Son Gohan used the strength in his arms to support his body, then gathered the power of his entire body, drove it through his waist, and kicked both legs straight out like spears.

That kick landed perfectly on the tiger's flank!

The tiger's forward-rushing body was thrown off balance by the kick. It staggered and fell to the ground before regaining its footing.

But Son Gohan would not simply sit there and wait for death. Though his body was not yet what anyone would call strong, he already possessed strength comparable to an adult's.

Once again, he kicked hard into the soft part of the tiger's neck, then immediately darted quickly to the side.

Sure enough, in the next instant, a tiger paw swept past with a whistling gust. If Son Gohan had been even half a second slower, it would have slammed right into him.

Sun Chao began panting nonstop. After all, he had just put his body through high-intensity training, leaving his stamina extremely depleted and nowhere near enough to sustain an intense battle.

But under the threat of life and death, his body's potential was forced out. With adrenaline surging wildly, Son Gohan could no longer feel the exhaustion in his muscles at all.

The fierce tiger suddenly hesitated, because at that moment, from the human before it, it smelled something out of the ordinary.

It had to be known that animals were extremely sensitive to danger, and right now, Son Gohan's body had suddenly begun to give off that very scent.

After a moment's hesitation, the hunger gnawing at its empty belly still overcame the doubt in the tiger's heart, and it pounced at the human once more.

And while Son Gohan was locked in battle with the fierce tiger, a figure sat atop the Flying Nimbus in midair, watching the scene below the entire time, ready to act at any moment.