Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 148 The Tiger's Might Shakes the Mountains and Forests (Two chapters combined today)

After pausing and looking around for two seconds in front of the courtyard gate, Wukong stepped over the threshold and went inside.

"drink!!"

"ha!!"

"drink!!"

"ha!!"

Upon entering the martial arts academy, these thunderous shouts became even clearer in the ears. People with heart conditions might experience a rapid heartbeat and feel uneasy due to the impact.

Wukong watched these people practice with curiosity, as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes sparkling with interest.

At this moment, a handsome young man dressed in green training clothes, holding a long ruler, wandered among the disciples practicing, tapping and pointing out their shortcomings. Suddenly, he noticed Wukong and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He didn't stop the disciples from practicing, but instead stepped out of the training group and walked straight towards Wukong.

"Young man, what can I do for you?"

When the young man approached Wukong, he smiled warmly.

Wukong tilted his head back, his clear voice undisguised: "An uncle said there's a very powerful person here, and I want to challenge him to a duel!"

A skilled person? A friendly spar?

The young man was stunned.

After Wukong finished speaking, he rummaged through his pockets and took out the tiger-shaped jade pendant that Roychi had given him, presenting it to the young man.

"Hey! That uncle said that after I take this out, that really powerful guy will spar with me!"

The young man looked closely, and when he saw what Wukong was holding, his expression changed immediately.

"What is this? This is my martial uncle's jade pendant?!"

He looked at Wukong with some surprise and doubt, and subconsciously asked, "You said this was given to you by your uncle? Do you know his name?"

Wukong tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

"I have no idea."

"What were his physical characteristics? And where did you meet him?"

"Hmm... He was tall and thin, with a braid on his head. I saw him at the place where the boats were being launched."

After hearing this matching information, the young man finally dispelled his doubts.

Immediately, his mind raced.

Why would my uncle give the token to this little guy?

They even said that once it's brought out, some skilled people will spar with this little guy.

A few seconds later, he stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

So that's how it is, I understand, Uncle-Master.

This little guy seems to be very talented. Uncle, you want to recruit him into our school, but you're afraid he'll become arrogant. So you want us to send someone powerful so he can see how strong our school is.

Thinking of this, his gaze toward Wukong became fervent.

For my uncle to go to such lengths, this kid must have exceptional talent.

Since that's the case, let him, the current top disciple of this school, personally take the lead. The formidable person that my uncle was referring to must be him!

Half a minute later, a large open space had been cleared in the yard.

The disciples who had been practicing stopped and gathered around, chattering amongst themselves.

"It's quite unusual for the senior brother to want to spar with this little guy."

"Who is this kid? Why does Senior Brother want to spar with him?"

"I think I just heard this kid suggest it himself, saying he wants to spar with the strong people here."

"Powerful people? Haha, to this little guy, every one of us here is a powerful person. Senior Brother can just ask us to go up and fight. Why do you have to go up and fight yourself?"

On the field, the young man smiled slightly at Wukong and introduced himself, "My name is Lotte. May I ask how I should address you, young man?"

Wukong replied, "My name is Sun Wukong."

Then he asked, puzzled, "Are you the amazing person the old man was talking about?"

Lott nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Yes, it's me."

Wukong scratched his face, feeling like something was off.

But who cares! Since the other party has said that, he might as well fight them!

So he politely clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed slightly, and said, "Please give me your guidance."

This was the martial arts etiquette that Master Roshi taught him, and he has always kept it in mind.

Lotte was surprised that he knew this, and quickly returned the gesture with a fist and palm salute: "Please give me your guidance."

His light then shifted to Wukong's back, and he asked, "By the way, what's that thing on your back? Don't you need to put it down?"

He was referring to the heavy tortoise shell on Wukong's back.

Wukong turned his head to look, then turned back and said with a grin, "This is nothing, don't worry about it."

Seeing that he said that, Lott didn't think much of it.

Anyway, this is just a training exercise, so it doesn't matter what.

With his left hand behind his back and his right hand outstretched, he smiled calmly and said, "Then, Brother Wukong, let's begin. Feel free to make your move."

If he wanted to intimidate the other party, he had to adopt the demeanor of a master, appearing completely at ease and relaxed.

"good!"

Wukong's expression turned serious, and he earnestly assumed the starting stance.

Since he is a master, he cannot be careless.

He observed the other person intently, moving his feet in small steps as he circled the other person.

After observing the area, he began to feel strange.

This person seems to have many flaws. Is he really a master?

Seeing that he hadn't made a move for a long time, Lott thought he was a little nervous, so he smiled warmly.

"Don't be nervous, just go for it."

Wukong then dismissed his distracting thoughts, nodded, and said, "Alright, then be careful."

Lotte nodded outwardly, but inwardly he didn't take it seriously.

If I need to be careful when dealing with a little guy like you, then all my years of training have been for nothing—

Bang! !

Lotte's eyes suddenly bulged.

The next second, he flew out in a starfish shape and crashed into the wall behind him, like a human-shaped relief on the wall.

Wukong withdrew his hand and blinked in bewilderment.

Huh? He... he seems really weak.

The disciples watching from the sidelines blinked in bewilderment, not understanding what had happened.

When everyone turned to look at the wall and saw their senior brother embedded in it, their eyes widened and their jaws dropped.

"Big brother, senior brother has been defeated?!"

After several breaths, Lotte fell off the wall, clutching his stomach with his right hand, his face flushed with pain.

He stared at Wukong in disbelief, utterly shocked.

What's going on with this little guy?!

That speed!? That power!?

What he didn't know was that Wukong had deliberately controlled his power; if the force had been any stronger, he might have already lost consciousness.

"Hey, are you alright?" Wukong asked with concern.

Looking at the innocent-looking little guy, Lott finally realized what was going on.

This isn't my uncle trying to get me to teach the other person a lesson; he's clearly trying to get the other person to teach him a lesson!

What kind of powerful person is he? His master clearly guessed that he would confidently play this role, only to be thoroughly humiliated by this little guy who didn't take him seriously!

Uncle-Master, how vicious you are!

He gritted his teeth, unable to suppress his inner curses at the other person's prank.

With so many junior brothers watching, how can he, the senior brother, have no shame?

When he saw his fellow disciples staring at him with shocked expressions, he felt his face burning and his toes dig a house out of the ground.

No! I must save face for my senior brother! Otherwise, how can I be a good senior brother in the future!

Thinking of this, he put on a serious face for the first time and looked at Wukong earnestly, saying, "Little brother Wukong, your strength is beyond my imagination. You are qualified to see the ultimate techniques of my sect."

"I'm about to use this, so be careful."

Wukong's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, use it now!"

It would be too boring to beat the opponent so easily.

After speaking, Lotte lowered his waist and straightened his stance, arching his back, tensing his arms, and placing his palms in front of him in a tiger claw shape, exuding a fierce aura he had never shown before.

"A tiger descends the mountain!"

Lotte let out a low shout, his eyes suddenly flashing with ferocity. He pushed off the ground with his right leg and pounced towards Wukong like an arrow released from a bow.

As he lunged at Wukong, a brightly colored tiger seemed to emerge from behind him, moving in the same manner as him, roaring and charging forward as well.

Roar! ! !

A terrifying tiger's roar seemed to echo across the arena. The disciples watching from all sides tensed up. Even though the tiger wasn't pouncing on them, they felt a chill run down their spines, and cold sweat poured down their backs.

"My senior brother's Tiger Form Fist is getting more and more powerful!"

"I really don't know when we'll be able to train to this level."

Their faces were filled with admiration, their eyes fixed on the field, not wanting to miss a single detail.

But then Lotte pounced on Wukong, his tiger-claw-shaped hand carrying a fierce energy, aiming straight for Wukong's shoulder.

But to his surprise, he grabbed at empty air, as Wukong had already dodged to the side.

Lotte's expression remained unchanged. He suddenly twisted his waist and swept out with his left leg. The tiger behind him also swung its thick tail, which was like a steel whip, and swept straight towards Wukong with a whistling sound.

This move is just like a tiger whipping its tail!

Snapped! !

This time, Wukong did not dodge. He raised his palm and blocked the powerful attack.

Lotte, however, did not slow down his attack. Instead, his momentum became even more fierce. Sometimes he changed his claws into fists, and sometimes he changed his fists into claws. Every move was swift and fierce. Each move was accompanied by the roar of a tiger. It was as if Goku was not fighting him, but a real tiger!

On the mountain path, Nami, Sanji, and Robin were climbing the steps.

"Phew—that must be it over there."

Nami took a breath and looked at the ancient martial arts academy that was faintly visible at the end of the steps, and cursed, "That Goku, really, he didn't even wait for us."

Roar! !

Suddenly, a tiger's roar seemed to ring out, and the branches and leaves of the surrounding forest rustled as if in response.

Nami paused for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Did you guys hear any strange noises just now?"

Sanji frowned and said slowly, "It sounded like a tiger's roar?"

"Tiger?! Are there tigers in this place?!" Nami couldn't help but shiver, constantly scanning the somewhat dark forest around her, afraid that a tiger might suddenly leap out from some dark corner and pounce on her.

"Let's go! Let's hurry!"

She immediately quickened her pace, rushing towards the top of the steps. Sanji followed closely behind, shouting.

"Nami-san, I will definitely protect you."

Robin pondered for a moment, then followed suit.

Inside the martial arts academy, all the disciples watching the battle stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

Their revered senior brother was now drenched in sweat, a completely different person from the one who usually sparred with them with ease.

"How could this be? None of Senior Brother's attacks have been successful?"

On the field, Wukong and Lotte presented a stark contrast: one was neither red-faced nor out of breath, while the other was panting heavily, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Lotte's attacks remained fierce, but the more he fought, the more alarmed he became.

None of my attacks worked. Just who is this little guy?

He stared intently at Wukong, his eyes filled with astonishment.

He had used all the moves of the Tiger Fist, but none of them had any effect on Wukong. It was as if he was the little guy in front of Wukong.

This situation only occurs when he spars with his master; even his uncle cannot do this.

Could it be that this little guy's kung fu is already comparable to his master's?

Wukong sometimes blocked and sometimes dodged the attacks, not rushing to fight back, but observing the opponent's moves and learning from them.

When he noticed that Lotte's moves were starting to repeat themselves, he immediately knew that the time had come.

So he spotted an opening in Lotte's attack, leaped up, and grinned mischievously.

"Watch my monkey tail strike the tiger!"

Snapped! !

He twisted his body in mid-air, and his tail whistled through the air as it lashed out at Lot's face.

The next second, Lotte, with a red mark on his face, flew out and made intimate contact with a large tree next to him with a thud.

Then it slowly slid down.

His fellow disciples, seeing this, rushed over, asking, "Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Lotte lay on the ground, utterly despondent, staring blankly at the sky.

Meanwhile, Nami and the others finally arrived at the entrance of the martial arts academy and witnessed Goku knocking Lotte away.

I was somewhat taken aback. Was Roych's senior brother so young?

Five minutes later.

"What?! My martial uncle sent you to spar with my master?!"

Lotte, who was shocked to hear the truth from Nami, stared blankly.

He staggered back two steps in disbelief, clutching his heart in deep sorrow.

So that's how it is! So that's the truth!

His uncle didn't mean to tease him; he just misunderstood.

Why didn't he just ask properly? Now look what's happened, his image as a great senior brother has completely collapsed, sob sob sob!

Seeing Lotte covering his face and crying, Goku and the others looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with him.

After a while, Lotte calmed down and shook his head at Wukong: "It's a pity you're too late. My master isn't here right now; he's visiting a friend."

"Visiting a friend?" Wukong blinked in surprise.

"Yes, and he won't be back for a while after visiting his friends. Do you know about our country's martial arts tournament? It's going to be held the day after tomorrow, and he'll be going to watch it after visiting his friends."

"Watch?" Nami keenly caught the word and asked curiously, "Isn't your master participating?"

Lott smiled and said, "My master has participated before, so he's not participating now."

"What about you? Aren't you going to participate either?" Wukong asked.

Lotte's smile turned bitter: "My master said that my cultivation is not enough, and that going to participate now would just be going through the motions. He told me to spend a few more years consolidating my abilities. I didn't believe it before, but now I do."

He looked at Wukong with a complicated expression.

Master, you are right. I am really too weak now, so weak that I can't even beat such a little guy.

Don't worry, I will definitely take my time to reflect and wait until I have the strength to defeat this little guy before participating in the martial arts tournament!

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