Chapter 439 The Super Martial Arts Fanatic Sun Wukong!
"It seems I didn't come to the wrong place."
"We just arrived too early."
Ning Chuan's tone, tinged with disappointment, made Krillin and Master Roshi, who were already tense, even more nervous.
Fortunately, the other party's tone didn't seem to be malicious.
But Sun Wukong became even more excited because of these words!
"Yes! Yes!"
"I'm very strong!"
He pointed to himself, a pure and confident smile on his face.
Faced with Sun Wukong's pure and unwavering fighting spirit, Ning Chuan did not immediately agree.
He had more important things to confirm.
That is, the current point in the storyline.
Before answering your question, let me ask you a few questions first.
Ning Chuan spoke up.
"Hmm? What's the problem?"
Sun Wukong scratched his head impatiently; all he wanted to do now was get a fight going.
Ning Chuan asked directly, "Has a guy named Raditz been to Earth recently?"
"Ladiz?"
Sun Wukong's face showed pure confusion.
He tilted his head and thought for a long time.
Then, in an extremely serious tone, he asked:
"Who's that? Is it food? Is it tasty?"
Ning Chuan smiled upon hearing this.
It seems his older brother, whom he's been cheating on, hasn't arrived on Earth yet.
He knew what was going on, and continued to ask:
"So, did you fight Piccolo's son, that green-skinned guy also named Piccolo, at the World Martial Arts Tournament?"
Mentioning this name.
Sun Wukong's somewhat impatient expression immediately turned into excitement!
"Oh! You mean Piccolo!"
"We've won! We've won!"
He described it excitedly, gesturing wildly.
"He's really strong! He's incredibly amazing!"
"I finally managed to beat him!"
Hearing this, Ning Chuan burst into laughter.
He now understands completely.
The current storyline takes place after Goku narrowly defeated Piccolo Jr. in the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament.
And, his older brother Raditz from Planet Vegeta, before he arrived on Earth.
This is the last and most precious period of peace before the start of the Dragon Ball Z story.
After confirming the time, Sun Wukong couldn't wait any longer.
He immediately assumed the fighting stance of the Turtle Hermit School right there on the beach.
"Alright! All questions are asked!"
"Let's get started quickly! I can't wait!"
He exuded an eager and high-spirited fighting spirit.
Seeing his innocent appearance, Ning Chuan smiled and nodded.
"sure."
He extended his right hand, a playful smile on his face.
"However, dealing with you now..."
"I only need one hand."
These words were like pouring cold water on a flame of excitement.
Sun Wukong's excited expression froze instantly.
An uncontrollable rage suddenly rose from the depths of his heart.
He sensed the man's disdain for him.
"You...what did you say?!"
His voice became low.
"You...you really underestimate me!"
"Wukong..."
Krillin and Master Roshi, who were standing nearby, sensed the change in atmosphere and wanted to step forward to persuade them.
But it was too late.
“Aaaaaa——!”
Sun Wukong roared and no longer held back!
He pushed his speed and power to their limits in an instant!
His figure transformed into an orange-red afterimage, instantly appearing in front of Ning Chuan!
He launched a series of fluid and fierce attacks at Ning Chuan!
Fists, kicks, elbows, knees...
Every part of his body has been transformed into the most deadly weapon!
The attack was so fast that it even left clear afterimages in the air!
however.
Faced with an attack that would dazzle anyone.
Ning Chuan simply extended one index finger of his right hand.
He didn't even move an inch.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
A series of crisp, metallic clanging sounds rang out on the beach.
Sun Wukong's fists were powerful enough to shatter rocks, and his legs could break steel.
Every attack was easily blocked by Ning Chuan's seemingly ordinary finger.
Not too many, not too few.
It blocks it perfectly.
"How can it be?!"
A storm raged in Sun Wukong's heart.
No matter how fast he speeds up or how he changes his angle.
The opponent's finger appeared precisely on the trajectory of his attack, as if it were a prophetic gesture.
He dissolved all his power into nothingness.
At last.
Ning Chuan seems to have gotten tired of playing.
He seized upon a tiny opening in Sun Wukong's body where his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated.
With that finger, he gently flicked Sun Wukong's forehead.
One, a flick on the forehead.
boom!
Sun Wukong's body was struck head-on as if by an invisible battering ram.
His forward momentum suddenly came to a halt.
Then, he was sent flying backwards like a cannonball.
It traced a long parabola in the air.
With a "plop," it crashed heavily into the distant sea.
This stirred up a huge column of water, tens of meters high, shooting into the sky.
The whole world is quiet.
Master Roshi, Krillin, and Bulma, standing to the side, were utterly stunned by the unbelievable scene before them.
Their mouths were wide open, big enough to fit an egg.
"What...what just happened?"
Bulma rubbed her eyes and asked in disbelief.
"Wukong... was... was hit by a single finger..."
Klin's voice trembled with extreme shock.
Master Roshi pushed up his sunglasses, and his usually nonchalant face was now filled with utter horror.
They all thought that Goku, who had defeated Piccolo Daimaō's son, was the undisputed strongest person in the world.
But now...
To be so toyed with and manipulated by someone with just a finger!
This gap...
It's so big!
It was so great that it made them feel desperate!
Wow!
Just then, the sea in the distance suddenly exploded.
Sun Wukong's figure soared into the sky from the sea!
He landed back on the beach and wiped the seawater off his face.
The spot on his forehead where he was hit by the bullet was now a large red mark.
But the expression on his face showed no sign of frustration; instead, it became more solemn than ever before.
He looked at Ning Chuan, took a deep breath, and shouted:
"You are really awesome!"
"Next, I'm going to use my strongest move!"
Having said that, he spread his legs, lowered his body, and placed his hands on his waist, assuming the most classic starting stance of the Turtle Hermit School.
"Oh?"
Ning Chuan simply extended that one finger, indicating that he could do as he pleased.
"ha--!!"
Sun Wukong exerted all his strength, frantically gathering all the energy in his body between his palms!
"turtle--!"
A dazzling, blue-white energy ball rapidly took shape in his palm!
"group--!"
The surrounding air hissed under the strain of this enormous energy!
"gas--!"
The entire Turtle Island was trembling violently!
"achievement--!!"
A dazzling Kamehameha wave, powerful enough to easily destroy the entire island, shot out towards Ning Chuan with earth-shattering force!
however.
Ning Chuan simply used that finger, which remained as calm and unperturbed as ever.
Gently tap the terrifying energy wave.
There was no explosion.
There was no loud noise.
The energy wave, powerful enough to destroy everything, struck Ning Chuan's fingertips the moment it touched them.
Just like a punctured balloon, it changed direction.
It grazed Ning Chuan's body and shot into the sky!
Fly towards the azure sky!
Ultimately, it disappeared beyond the atmosphere, its whereabouts unknown.
After seeing his strongest Kamehameha so easily neutralized by his opponent.
Sun Wukong finally behaved himself.
He fell from mid-air.
There was no trace of frustration or resentment on his face.
Instead, it was an expression of sudden realization and enlightenment.
He understands.
There was an insurmountable chasm between myself and the unfathomable young man before me.
I have absolutely no chance of defeating him.
However, he did not give up.
They were not discouraged.
He ran straight up to Ning Chuan.
He gave him a simple yet expectant smile.
At first, they tried to get close to each other.
"Um... Ning Chuan, right? You're really amazing!"
"How exactly do you cultivate? Can you teach me?"
"How can I become as strong as you?"
Looking at the Saiyan in front of him, who, after losing the battle, did not think of being discouraged, but of becoming a disciple to learn martial arts.
He smiled helplessly.
In his heart, he sighed:
"This guy really does look just like the one in the anime."
"He's an absolute, pure, and utter martial arts fanatic!"
