Dragon Ball: I, Yamcha, am the strongest in the universe

Chapter 22: Anything is allowed unless prohibited by law

"There's no need to waste too much time on the road. My time is very valuable."

Yamcha, sitting in the helicopter, said calmly as he looked at the gradually emerging mountain top.

He was not interested in squeezing in with those people. Since there was a more efficient method, why not use it?
Grandpa Banggu will accept anyone who arrives at the boxing gym before dark as his disciple, but he has never said what the specific method of arrival is. Taking public transportation is also a way, and if you can fly that is also a way. This is called 'you can do anything unless prohibited by law.'

What he gained in the JOJO world has made him a wealthy man, and this will not change even if he comes to other worlds.

Although the currencies of different worlds are not exactly the same, as long as they are on Earth, there is one thing that is in circulation.

Of course, it is not the worthless street goods like diamonds that have carbon compressed to the extreme.

It's gold
This product, which is only born from the Big Bang of a star, is extremely precious in any world and is considered hard currency.

The gold in Yamcha's hands is enough for him to spend in any world, and even if he uses it up, he can always exchange it for other things.

When traveling through the world, the thing you have the most is money.

However, this almost 'cheating' behavior also stimulated the crowd below.

The crowd that was originally stuck in place loosened up at this moment.

"This method works? Then I'll have to work harder too. When it comes to enduring hardship, I, Ku Chong, will not lose to others." Ku Chong clenched his fists, looked at the helicopter flying away, and made up his mind secretly.

There seemed to be a flame burning behind him.

That is the flame of fighting spirit!
At this moment, Ku Chong seemed to be possessed by the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic! He was full of fighting spirit! He was full of strength!
"I must succeed in becoming your disciple and be reborn!"

He raised his hands high and shouted to the sky, as if his small universe had exploded.

Then the next second, he was swallowed up by the surging crowd.

If you are not the real protagonist, please don't scream.
"Rich man?"

Looking at the helicopter going away, the silver-haired boy wiped the tip of his nose and smiled disdainfully.

He was seen moving through the crowd at a speed beyond Superman, surpassing most people in an instant, and soon arrived at the first echelon of the crowd, just behind the helicopter.

"This is a skill I have acquired through years of working!"

"I, Hungry Wolf, will never lose to you!"

"The first place is mine!"

"The physical fitness of humans in this world is extraordinary." Yamcha sighed as he looked down at the silver figure running wildly below.

According to Yamcha's observation, the average physical fitness of the people on Earth in this world currently exceeds that of the Dragon Ball world, and they can easily reach the level of martial artists with just a little training.

The Hero Association, which will appear soon, will divide the human heroes of this world into four levels: S, A, B, and C. Only the lowest-rated C-level heroes are set to have physical fitness that is at least 5 times that of ordinary people. From the setting, every C-level hero in this world is at the same level as Captain America, but this is only in theory, after all, Captain America is evenly matched with anyone.

Although the earthlings in the Dragon Ball world are not the protagonists.

The passing helicopter completely ignited the fighting spirit of the students at the foot of the mountain. Everyone put in all their efforts and was determined to fight for their place. Especially the hungry wolf in the lead was closing the distance with the helicopter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Pretty good physical fitness. I was probably about the same level when I was a desert bandit." Yamcha's eyes showed no disguising his admiration for Garou.

So he told the driver: "Go at full speed and get rid of these poor bastards."

Using one's full strength is the greatest respect for one's opponent, even if it is not he who is using his full strength.

"Yes."

The driver very obediently increased the speed by a level, instantly leaving the others with a gap that was absolutely impossible to surpass.

After all, human power cannot defeat machines, at least not among the group of people at the foot of the mountain.

Soon, the helicopter arrived near the boxing gym, and Yamcha asked the pilot to stop fifty meters away from the gate.

Even if Mr. Bang Gu didn't prohibit riding helicopters, it would be too arrogant for you to park right above someone else's boxing gym.

'Crunch.'

At the moment Yamcha got off the helicopter, the door of the gym slowly opened, and a silver-haired old man about 5 to 60 years old, dressed very simply, with his hands behind his back and slightly bent over, walked out slowly from the door.

From a distance he looked like an ordinary old man next door, but in fact the explosive muscles hidden under his thin clothes and his almost silent steps told Yamcha everything.

The other party is a strong man, a real martial arts master.

Bang, a legendary martial artist, master of the Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist, an authority in the martial arts world, and the third-ranked S-class hero of the Future Hero Association.

At this time, Bang slowly raised his head and looked at Yamcha, and Yamcha also looked over at the same time. It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. In fact, this sentence also applies to warriors. A powerful martial artist can judge the strength of the opponent just by looking at him.

The moment their eyes met, Yamcha felt a strong airflow rushing towards him, and the gaze pierced his eyes like a sword, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at it. He wanted to walk but his feet were completely out of control, and he even forgot to breathe. The slow footsteps of the person who came were like a small boat in the center of a huge vortex, which could be overturned at any time.

The security personnel who were on the plane with Yamcha were lying on the ground before the old man stepped out of the door.

A look, just a look was so terrifying.

Just when Yamcha felt that he was about to be unable to bear it, the powerful airflow suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the sword-like gaze also instantly softened. There was only the kind gaze of the silver-haired old man. If it were not for the sweat on the palms and backs of his hands reminding him, Yamcha would have thought that the feeling just now was just an illusion.

Old Master Bang looked Yamcha up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, stroked his beard on his chin, and spoke in a slow but not lukewarm voice.

"I have wondered before how the first person to arrive will appear."

"Should I follow the rules and take one step at a time to 'fight' my way out of the crowd, or should I take a shortcut and choose another way?"

As Mr. Bang Gu said this, he looked in the direction behind him. There was a not very wide road there, which was in a completely different direction from the stairs that everyone was walking on.

"And your choice really exceeded my expectations."

Bangu paused and glanced at the helicopter from the corner of his eye: "They actually use the power of technology."

He did not take the 'straight' way, nor did he take the 'shortcut' way, but he 'flew' here without walking.

(End of this chapter)