Dragon Ball's strongest training

Chapter 108 Wukong's Little Thoughts (Second watch, please recommend, monthly pass)

"Well..." Qiqi's craftsmanship is really getting better and better.

Wukong sat paralyzed, his stomach was bulging.

Qiqi laughed even more when she heard Wukong's praise.

"Mom, I want to continue practicing martial arts." Gohan said softly.

"No!" Qiqi said firmly.

Gohan also panicked when he heard his mother rejected him all of a sudden.

"You're still too young now, let Dad teach you in two years." Qiqi also changed her tone and said.

Wukong looked at Qiqi with some trepidation, and Qiqi said that he would not let him teach him, but he really didn't dare.

Gohan also rested his head on the food and continued to eat.

"Qiqi, it's actually quite good to teach Wuhan how to practice." Wukong scratched his head and said tentatively.

"Gohan is still too young, and now Gohan is less than three years old." Qiqi's eyes were full of love.

"But I was very young when I practiced with my grandfather." Wukong recalled the scene when he practiced with his grandfather when he was a child.

Qiqi patted Gohan's head, and said slowly again: "Gohan is so small, can he withstand high-intensity training?"

"Mom, I'm not afraid." Gohan said with determination on his face.

As a mother, Qiqi still couldn't bear to see her child suffer, so she said slowly: "Wait for a year, let your father train you when you are four years old, okay?"

"Really?" Goku and Gohan asked at the same time.

Wukong clenched his fists secretly, thinking: "Yuxi, I can finally train Gohan."

Gohan was also very happy to hear that his father had trained him, and his mother finally agreed.

Qiqi looked at the smiles of the two, and she laughed too. The whole family, like this, is very happy.

Time is like fine sand, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The family is together, happy and harmonious, Qiqi no longer has to work hard for life, and cooks at home every day, waiting for the father and son to come back.

"Ha, hey!" Wukong's figure was moving at a high speed, with Qigong wave constantly entangled behind him, approaching Wukong.

Gohan stood far away and watched his father practice. When the qigong competition was approaching, Gohan shouted: "Papa, be careful."

The corner of Wukong's mouth raised slightly, and the qigong wave gathered in his hands again to counteract the qigong from the pursuit.

"Tread" Wukong landed on the ground.

Gohan saw his father landed on the ground and flew over quickly.

"Dad, here." Gohan handed a towel to his father.

"Haha" Goku took Gohan's towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Gohan, did you see what Dad did just now?"

"I could see it clearly at first, but then Dad speeded up and he couldn't see it anymore."

"You can't just rely on your eyes, you have to rely on your feelings." Goku patted Gohan's head, then sat on a big rock with Gohan in his arms.

"Well, Uncle Piccolo said the same thing." Gohan nodded obediently.

"It's better to do more actual combat. Qiqi doesn't let herself train Gohan now." Wukong was a little embarrassed.

"Dad, have you ever fought Uncle Piccolo?"

"Hey. Of course I fought, and Dad won." Wukong laughed.

"Why is it different from what Piccolo said?" Gohan was a little puzzled.

"That's how it was, that World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament..."

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"Haha, it turned out that Uncle Piccolo lost to Dad." Looking at Dad, Gohan suddenly felt that Dad was very good.

"Father, I want to train." Gohan blinked his bright eyes and prayed to Wukong.

"Hush." ​​Wukong stood up, looked around, and saw Qiqi's figure.

Wukong lowered his voice and said: "Let's be quiet, don't let mom know."

"Okay." Gohan stood up happily.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa therefore !" Although the father and son had discussed it beforehand, when they were fighting, they became uncontrollable and their voices became louder and louder.

"Gohan, I see clearly." Wukong's expression was very serious, and he was about to speed up his surprise attack.

"Cough cough." Qiqi coughed suddenly.

Wukong braked hastily, a little scared.

When Gohan saw Qiqi, he drooped his head like frost hitting an eggplant.

Qiqi was not angry either, she just shouted from a distance: "It's time to eat."

"Oh," the father and son responded at the same time.

"Qiqi won't allow her to train Gohan, so it seems that she can only ask Piccolo." Wukong suddenly had this thought in his mind. Piccolo's strength is not much different from his own, and he must be a good teacher.

When the two returned home, they were gobbling again.

After the father and son had finished eating, Wukong took Wufan out for a walk.

"Father, I want to go out to practice." Gohan was the first to mention it, looking at his father expectantly.

Wukong showed a slight smile and nodded.

Gohan lowered his voice again and whispered, "Dad, don't tell Mom, I'll go quietly."

Goku patted Gohan's head, hugged Gohan into his arms, and said with a smile: "No problem, you can go to Piccolo to practice hard, and next year Dad will teach you well."

"Yeah." Gohan nodded.

At night, Qiqi and Wukong are sleeping.

Gohan crept up, packed his small backpack, left a small note on the table, and flew towards the east.

Dawn gradually passed through the night, and Wukong was still asleep.

"Wukong, it's bad, Gohan ran away from home." Qiqi ran into the house with the note.

Goku sat up sleepily.

"Mom, I'm going out to practice, don't worry about me." The contents of the note are as follows.

"I'm looking for Piccolo again." Wukong said casually.

"What? Big Devil Piccolo?" Kiki's voice raised a few decibels, a little anxious.

"Qiqi, don't worry, Gohan is fine, the newborn Piccolo is already different..." Goku immediately began to explain.

... 10 [-] minutes later

Qiqi still wants to find Gohan, it is too dangerous for Gohan to follow Piccolo.

"Wukong!" Suddenly an old voice appeared at the door of Wukong's house.

"It turns out to be a god." Wukong walked over and invited the gods into the house.

"God." Qiqi was also a little surprised, why did the god come back to find Wukong.

"I actually came here to ask Kiki about something." Embarrassment appeared on the face of Tianshen.

"I?"

"Let Gohan stay with Piccolo." Tenjin said silently.

"How can that be done!" Kiki retorted immediately.

"In fact, Piccolo has been changing. During that time, Gohan and Piccolo were together. I could clearly feel that Piccolo was suppressing his irritability. I believe this is a good thing. Since I have hardly killed any innocent lives, I believe that Piccolo will not harm Gohan, let Gohan and Piccolo practice together!" Tenjin begged Qiqi with his head down.

"I'm sorry, my selfishness, I didn't tell Gohan that he was with Piccolo before." Tenjin said apologetically.

Kiki: "Has Piccolo really changed?"

(End of this chapter)