Dragon Ball: The Irregular Martial Arts Master

"Kakarot...it should be you this time, right?"

Raditz crossed his arms and looked in that direction coldly.

If the person who comes is not Kakarot, then he will go out and destroy it at will.

Regardless of whether Kakarot suffered a head injury or lost his memory, he had to show his true form under this full range of attacks.

And all this is based on the possibility of Kakarot being alive.

And Raditz never thought that his brother would die on this weak planet.

"Sun Wukong...does he know Sun Wukong?"

Piccolo coughed, spit out a mouthful of green blood, and looked at Raditz above with confusion.

Although he and Sun Wukong hadn't seen each other for a long time, they still remembered each other's Qi clearly.

Sun Wukong's fighting power now seems to be much stronger than when they first met.

But he still couldn't compare to Raditz, a bottomless monster.

"call out!"

With a sound breaking through the air, Sun Wukong, wearing an orange-red martial arts uniform, appeared in front of Raditz.

"Bick...Who...are you?"

Sun Wukong glanced at the injured Piccolo, made a fighting stance, and asked seriously.

"Kakarot, have you really lost your memory of being a Saiyan?"

Raditz did not directly answer Sun Wukong's question, but murmured to himself.

"Kakarot? Saiyan? What are you talking about? My name is Son Goku!"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then shouted.

If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have maintained such a grumpy attitude.

The key is that in Sun Wukong's perception, Raditz's [Qi] is as evil as the stinking mud in Haoze Land.

And this type of energy far surpassed even the Piccolo Demon King he had met before.

"Sun Wukong? What kind of ridiculous name is this?"

Raditz sneered, and then shouted loudly: "Listen up! Kakarot! You are our proud Saiyan! Your tail! It is proof!"

As he spoke, Raditz stretched out his finger and pointed at the slowly wagging tail behind Sun Wukong.

And this tail is not only possessed by Sun Wukong.

His son, Sun Wuhan also has one!

"Varied……"

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, and he glanced down almost subconsciously. He saw a very familiar tail wrapped around Raditz's waist.

This seemed to prove that what the other party said was not wrong.

"Hmph, do you understand now? Kakarot, although you look exactly like my father, you are not as decisive as my father in killing. This kind of boring kindness will only lead you to death."

The tail wrapped around his waist was drawn out, shaking like the scythe of death.

"Father...brother..."

Even Sun Wukong himself didn't notice that after Raditz's words, the fighting stance he had been holding gradually loosened.

"What on earth have you been doing all these years?! The goal of a Saiyan is to fight! It's to kill! Why haven't you made any achievements after so many years?"

Suddenly, Raditz began to curse.

It's like substituting Saiyan values ​​into human values.

So the current situation is: Sun Wukong spent a total of three to four million in cash from this family and was sent to a key high school. As a result, he only scored zero points in the college entrance examination!

No wonder Raditz was so angry.

"Wha... no! I will never kill anyone!"

Raditz's words were in great conflict with Sun Wukong's values, and the fighting stance that he had originally put down was once again pulled out.

"Very good... very good... my stupid Ou Doudou... let me educate you, okay?"

The veins on Raditz's forehead became more and more obvious.

It felt like his younger brother slapped his older brother in the face and roared loudly: "Fuck you and study, I just want to hang out in the Internet cafe."

As a Saiyan, it is quite shameful to refuse to fight.

And its low combat effectiveness is also an original sin.

Didn’t you see that Vegeta just ignored his still-living brother?

Isn't it because that Saiyan's fighting skills are so low that it's hard to look at?

In an instant, Raditz's figure disappeared.

Instead, there was a fist.

Raditz's fist hit Sun Wukong hard on the nose.

Almost immediately, Sun Wukong's nose turned red.

However, after being beaten, Sun Wukong did not freeze. Instead, he struck Raditz in the face with a left hook.

"Ok?"

Raditz's eyes widened, and a strong mental power instantly pressed against Sun Wukong from all sides. The originally powerful left hook gradually stagnated under the influence of this mysterious mental power.

"Is it telekinesis?"

Sun Wukong's eyes widened. He always felt like he was stuck in a swamp.

Let alone using fists, even blinking is so difficult.

"You can't even break free from this level of telekinesis... What on earth have you been doing all these years?!"

Raditz yelled angrily and kicked Sun Wukong hard in the abdomen.

Under the control of telepathy and strength, the [Qi] in Sun Wukong's body stopped and he could only be knocked away stupidly.

"thumping!"

Another mountain peak was shattered, and Piccolo, who was watching from the sidelines, subconsciously took a step back.

This is the gap in strength. No matter how talented he and Sun Wukong are in fighting, if Raditz directly defeats them by ten levels, they will have no use for them no matter how strong they are.

"call out!"

Before Sun Wukong could take a breather in the gravel, Raditz suddenly appeared in front of Sun Wukong, filled with explosive energy.

He pinched Sun Wukong's head hard and looked at his unfulfilled brother with eyes like an angry lion.

Although, his telekinesis has been suppressing Sun Wukong...

"Let me see what you have done on this barren planet all these years!"

A nauseating wave suddenly erupted from Raditz's body.

The memories from Sun Wukong are constantly transmitted into Raditz's mind through Raditz's fingers.

Grandpa, Grandpa Kame Sennin, Krillin, the world's best martial arts tournament, the Red Ribbon Army...

The memory reading used by Raditz is flawed and can only roughly read some memories that appear frequently.

However, if you want to completely absorb the other party's memory, you must deal a devastating blow to the other party's brain, and your own brain must be able to support the filling of this large-scale memory.

Raditz was just dissatisfied with Sun Wukong's slacking off over the years, and he didn't want to make his brother a fool.

"Oh? I actually have a nephew?"