Mu Yang had already roughly guessed his opponent's identity from the techniques he used. Combined with the current era, the answer became even clearer. Heh, there was no need to say more—this person had to be Master Roshi's prized disciple, Gohan!
But the fact that Gohan had attacked without saying a word still displeased him. When Mu Yang had challenged the various schools back then, he had been prepared to endure their thunderous fury!
So Mu Yang decided to teach him a lesson.
After one Ki Blast dissipated, Mu Yang stepped through the air in rapid succession and quickly closed in on Gohan.
Once Mu Yang got serious, Gohan could no longer hold his ground. His body, already somewhat unsteady from firing a Kamehameha, lost its balance completely. As Mu Yang's attacks came faster, he was knocked this way and that, utterly miserable.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The waves split apart one after another. Gohan's face filled with shock, and his complexion began to turn pale.
Mu Yang expressionlessly exchanged blows with Gohan, soaring into the air one moment and diving into the sea the next, churning the entire surface into chaos.
After a while, Gohan collapsed onto the sand like a dead fish, panting heavily. His face was covered in bruises, and his clothes had been torn into strips. Mu Yang, on the other hand, looked much better. Though his face was somewhat pale as well, he was in far better shape.
"Hey, I was just saying hello. You didn't have to be so ruthless, did you?"
Gohan wore a mournful expression, feeling that he was unbelievably unlucky.
Mu Yang's face remained cold. "Is that how you say hello? You attacked without asking anything. How was I supposed to know you weren't an enemy?"
Gohan gave an awkward laugh. "My