In the sky above the earth, a spherical object with shining metallic luster is falling towards the ground at an alarming speed. It cuts through the atmosphere, dragging a tail of Dao Fire flames, like a meteor.
Boom--!
The tranquility of the farm was broken by a loud noise, the ground shook, and dust flew up. A huge pothole appeared in the center of the field, and soil and gravel flew everywhere.
The sphere slowly opened, and a man with long spiky hair walked out of it. He was tall and mighty, with sharp eyes. He was none other than Dragon Ball, the master of the world's first famous scene, Raditz.
The farmer heard the loud noise and came over cautiously holding an old shotgun. He had a puzzled face and a trace of fear in his eyes as he stared nervously at the uninvited guest in the pit.
Raditz glanced at him coldly, touched Scouter by his ear with his finger, and a mechanical voice immediately sounded, "Beep, beep! Power Level: 5."
"Huh! Power Level is only five scum." Raditz raised a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and his tone was full of contempt.
Raditz slowly rose into the sky, overlooking this strange land. He frowned and thought to himself, "I didn't expect that there are still people living on this planet. Kakarot, what are you doing?"
The farmer was so frightened by this powerful aura that his legs weakened, the shotgun slipped from his hand, and he slumped to the ground, his face pale and sweating profusely. He had never seen such a scene before, and his heart was filled with fear and helplessness.
He started Scouter again and began to explore the energy response on the earth.
"Huh? What's going on?" A trace of doubt flashed in Raditz's eyes. He stared at the values on the Scouter screen, his brows furrowed.
"Several Power Level?" Raditz felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his self-confidence began to waver, "This is impossible, how can there be so many strong people on this planet?"
When he saw two Power Levels on the screen that exceeded one thousand, his doubts deepened. "The taller one should be Kakarot, to the east."
Raditz's eyes became more serious, and he decided to confirm it himself.
He flew towards the east at an extremely fast speed, and his figure turned into a stream of light in the air. During the flight, various speculations and questions kept flashing in Raditz's mind. "Kakarot, what are you doing? Why are there so many strong people? What secrets is hidden on this planet?"
During the flight, Raditz looked down at the ground, and the scene in front of him kept changing. Fields, mountains, rivers, and the beautiful scenery of the earth flashed in his eyes one by one.
In a quiet mountain forest, the breeze blew through the dense canopy, and birds sang happily on the branches. Piccolo sat cross-legged on a boulder, surrounded by the place where he practiced all year round. In the early morning in the mountains, the air was filled with light mist, and the sun shone on him through the gaps in the leaves. The mottled light and shadow seemed to tell the passage of time.
Piccolo closed his eyes to rest, and the air flow in his body was like a gentle river. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, showing that he was undergoing high-intensity training.
Over the years, his strength has far surpassed that of himself when he fought Son Goku on World Martial Arts Tournament. Recalling that fierce duel, the corners of Piccolo's mouth rose slightly, and a firm light flashed in his eyes.
"Son Goku, I will definitely defeat you this time!"
However, just as he was immersed in practice, a powerful aura suddenly came from a distance, breaking the tranquility of the mountain forest.
Piccolo opened his eyes suddenly, frowning, and his heart was full of doubts and vigilance. "Whose anger is this? How can it be so powerful?"
He stood up and looked towards the direction where the breath came from, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
This breath was undisguised, as if announcing its existence to the whole world. Piccolo took a deep breath, trying to calm the fluctuations in his heart.
"Is this their new helper Son Goku?"
Piccolo soared into the sky and flew towards the direction from which the breath came. The mountains and forests quickly retreated under his feet, the wind whistled in his ears, and his heart was filled with anticipation and tension.
On Son Goku's side, after reminiscing about old times, Krillin suddenly proposed that he want to discuss with Son Goku. Upon hearing this proposal, Son Goku's eyes flashed with excitement, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he happily agreed.
Son Gohan stood next to Bulma, his eyes shining with admiration, and he watched his father beating four people one by one.
Krillin was the first to take action. He jumped up in the air and kicked Son Goku directly in the face. Son Goku's eyes narrowed and he quickly caught Krillin's attack with his backhand. At this moment, Tien Shinhan took the opportunity to punch from the side. Son Goku's other hand suddenly stretched out and firmly grasped Tien Shinhan's fist.
"This is the time!" Xiao Jie thought to himself, and then launched Heart-Striking Elbow, hitting Son Goku directly in the abdomen.
Seeing that the situation was urgent, Son Goku quickly threw Krillin and Tien Shinhan away at the same time, retreating sharply backwards.
However, before Son Goku could take a moment to take a breath, Chiaotzu had already hit him from behind with an iron head. Son Goku felt a strong breath from behind, and he quickly flew upwards to avoid Chiaotzu's attack.
When Xiao Jie and Chiaotzu saw this, they immediately stopped their pursuit. The four of them flew into the air at the same time, and started a fierce fist fight with Son Goku. The wind of the fists roared, and the air was filled with tension.
Despite facing the joint attack of four people, Son Goku was still able to handle it with ease. His eyes were firm, his movements were quick, and every punch he punched was with incomparable power and precision.
Krillin's attack came again, and his fist hit Son Goku's face with fierce force. Son Goku smiled slightly, turned to one side, and easily avoided the blow. Then, he made a backhand, and Krillin was hit and rolled several times in the air.
Seeing this, Tien Shinhan roared angrily and punched with all his strength. Son Goku calmly raised his arm to block the blow, and then kicked out Tien Shinhan, sending Tien Shinhan flying backwards.
Seeing Krillin being frustrated one after another, Xiao Jie and Chiaotzu were anxious. They looked at each other and decided to try to attack together again.
They quickly adjusted their positions and attacked Son Goku from two directions. Son Goku felt two powerful auras approaching, and thought to himself, "This time it will be a bit difficult."
He quickly adjusted his breathing, concentrated his attention, waved his hands, and blocked the attacks of Xiao Jie and Chiaotzu respectively. The two fists collided with his arms, making a dull sound. Son Goku used the force to fight, and suddenly exerted force, knocking both of them away at the same time.
Son Goku was secretly happy. "It seems that everyone has made great progress, but I will not give up easily."
He took a deep breath, his body was like lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Jie and Chiaotzu. He punched out both fists and knocked them away.
Seeing this, Krillin and Tien Shinhan adjusted their postures again, preparing to launch a new round of attacks.
Son Goku's eyes flashed, and he thought to himself, "We can't give them another chance."
He quickly flew up and his fists fell like raindrops, suppressing Krillin and Tien Shinhan until they were defeated.
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and Son Gohan was filled with excitement. He clenched his fists tightly and silently cheered for his father in his heart.
At this moment, Krillin suddenly used a special move. His whole body emitted a dazzling light, and an unparalleled air wave emitted from his palm, directly hitting Son Goku.
Son Goku felt this powerful aura, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he immediately regained his composure.
He quickly adjusted his posture, crossed his hands, and blocked the blow.