Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 145 Wukong Gets Excited

"Stop, stopover fee?!"

When they saw the young man smiling and extending his palm to them, Nami and Sanji couldn't help but widen their eyes.

This was the first time they had ever heard of a mooring fee.

So you're making us park here just to charge us?

"No! We have no money!"

Without a second thought, Nami refused expressionlessly.

"Miss, please don't be so quick to refuse." The young man wasn't angry after being rejected by Nami; instead, he maintained his smile.

"The mooring fee is called mooring fee, but the main cost is protection fee. During the time you are on the island, we will protect your boat to prevent it from being stolen or damaged."

"In other words, as long as you pay these fees, you can enjoy your trip on the island without worrying about anything happening to your boat."

After saying that, the young man pointed to a spot not far away.

There, a group of men, each as strong as a bear and with piercing eyes, carrying long knives at their waists, were constantly scanning their surroundings, looking for anything suspicious.

"See those? Those are the guards protecting the port. Each one of them is a martial artist who can take on ten men. Dealing with pirates is no problem for them."

"A martial artist?" Nami uttered the word with some confusion as she heard it for the first time.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This must be your first time visiting our country."

The young man smiled and explained, "Our country has something called martial arts, which in other words means combat techniques."

"In our country, there are many schools of martial arts, most of which are about fist and foot techniques, and a small number are about weapon skills. Whether it is learning fist and foot techniques or learning weapon skills, we refer to those who follow these schools to learn martial arts as martial arts practitioners."

After the young man's explanation, Nami and the others finally understood what martial arts practitioners were.

Wukong's eyes lit up as he listened, and he tilted his head back excitedly, asking, "Then your country must have many experts!"

The young man's smile held a hint of pride and honor.

"Of course, our country is full of hidden talents and experts. If they weren't so reluctant to leave the country and venture out to sea, I think their names would be known all over the ocean by now."

As he spoke, the young man pointed in another direction.

"See that? The one sitting in the pavilion, that's the real master who's in charge of this port."

Following the young man's gaze, Wukong and his companions saw a simple, ancient pavilion, covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters, standing not far from the entrance to the island.

Inside the pavilion, a middle-aged man with long braids and wearing a yellow mandarin jacket was lying on a rocking chair, pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

In front of him, a teapot and a cup of steaming tea sat quietly on the stone table.

At first glance, he really does look like a master with extraordinary bearing.

The young man continued with admiration in his eyes, "Do you know who that is? He is the junior brother of the current head of the Tiger Fist school. He was one of the top twenty in the last martial arts tournament. Those guards who could take on ten men were like children in front of him. They couldn't even withstand a single move before being taken down."

"Is it that amazing?!"

Wukong became even more excited as he listened, and then his two short legs darted out, heading straight for the pavilion!

The young man didn't think much of it, because he had seen this scene many times before.

Usually, after he introduces the person in charge of the port to tourists, some lively children will run over and ask how powerful that person really is.

But what he didn't see was that Nami's eyelids twitched at that moment, and she thought to herself, "Oh no, if Goku defeats that expert in front of everyone, will they still be able to enter this country smoothly?"

Thinking of this less-than-ideal situation, her eyes lit up with a sudden idea. She put on a smile and said, "Well, hearing you say that, we also admire that expert you mentioned. But what you don't know is that our Wukong, that kid who just ran over, is also very powerful. If he can defeat that expert, do you think we could waive our docking fee?"

She knew that no matter how much she boasted about how powerful Wukong was, the young man would never believe that Wukong could defeat that master.

They even took her words as a joke.

But that's exactly the effect we wanted.

With her words preceding this, if that expert really loses to Wukong later, the other party will have to admit it with tears in their eyes, and they won't be embarrassed to deliberately prevent them from entering the country.

Upon hearing her words, the young man was indeed taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with amusement: "Are you kidding me? Even if he started cultivating from the womb, he definitely couldn't beat Senior Roychi. Oh, Roychi is that person's name."

"Hehe, you don't need to worry about that. Just tell me, if Goku can defeat this senior, can we get our docking fee waived?" Nami smiled slyly.

If we could waive the mooring fee, that would be killing two birds with one stone.

"I can't make that decision myself; it's up to Senior Roychi." The young man smiled helplessly, then said, "Let's go. You can tell Senior Roychi whatever you're thinking."

This was the first time he had ever encountered a tourist making such a claim. Regardless of the other person's motives, he left it to his senior to handle, since he was just a lowly staff member responsible for collecting fees.

While they were talking, Wukong had already run to the pavilion, stopped politely outside the pavilion, and greeted them.

"Hey! Hello, sir!"

Roychi, who was sitting in the pavilion with his eyes closed as if dozing, opened his eyes upon hearing the sound and looked over.

"Little one, what's wrong?"

Despite being disturbed, Roychi showed no impatience and smiled as he looked at Goku.

"Uncle, aren't you amazing?!"

Wukong stared intently at him with bright, sparkling eyes.

Royci glanced into the distance and saw that Yana, the boy in charge of collecting tolls, was talking to a group of passengers and occasionally glancing in their direction. He immediately understood that the boy must be bragging about his skills to someone again.

The little guy in front of him, just like the others before, had come here out of curiosity about his abilities.

He smiled inwardly. Although his rest was often disturbed by these kinds of things, he quite enjoyed the admiring looks from these little ones.

So he stood up, walked out of the pavilion, came to Wukong's side, and his smile widened.

"Yes, little guy, today Uncle will show you something new."

After saying that, as if by magic, he pulled out a stack of red bricks from somewhere and piled them up on the ground.

"Keep an eye on the little guy."

Roych stopped smiling, focused his gaze on the brick, then raised his palm like a knife and brought it down.

The next second, a cracking sound rang out, and the ten bricks on the ground split in two from the very middle.

Viewed from the front, the ten cracks form an almost straight line.

Roychi withdrew his hand with satisfaction. Although he couldn't make the crack form a perfectly straight line like his senior brother, it didn't matter at all.

Kids don't care about that; they'll just shout excitedly when they see a brick being split in two.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, a slight smile on his lips, already prepared to be excitedly praised by Wukong.

But no matter how long they waited, they never heard the sound they expected.

So he maintained his expert demeanor, but secretly glanced down and saw Wukong looking around blankly in front of the brick.

Hmm... why does this little guy have that expression?

Roychi was stunned.

At this moment, Wukong finally stopped staring at the brick and looked up at him, asking in confusion, "Hey, uncle, did you do something amazing? I can't see it coming."

Roychi's smile froze.

Didn't I shatter these ten bricks with one palm? Can't you see that, little guy?

He coughed, clenched his fist, then bent down and gently pushed one side of the brick with his palm.

In an instant, the stack of half bricks fell down neatly, revealing their almost completely smooth cross-sections.

"See, little guy? I just split them in half."

He looked at Wukong expectantly.

But to everyone's surprise, after glancing at the fallen bricks, Wukong looked up, still puzzled, and asked, "And then? I could do something this simple too."

Having said that, Wukong raised his palm into a knife and cleaved down like lightning on the pile of half-bricks that hadn't fallen over.

Click!

Under Roych's increasingly dilated pupils, he saw cracks rapidly appearing on the small half-brick, which was less than the size of a palm.

These cracks are perfectly neat and straight, forming a true straight line.