Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

Bulma immediately walked over to Sun Mo and asked, "Wait, you're my boyfriend now, aren't you?"

"After we find the Dragon Balls, aren't you coming home with me?"

Sun Mo thought for a moment and said, "After we return to Xidu, you will have to go to school, and I can't go to school with you."

"How about I take some time out of my cultivation to visit you in the Western Capital?"

"But, Master Roshi's House is thousands of kilometers away from the West Capital..." Bulma said reluctantly.

Sun Mo laughed and said, "Don't worry, I can fly back and forth using the pillar in less than an hour."

Bulma brought Sun Mo back because she wanted to show off to her classmates that he had a boyfriend.

Since Sun Mo agreed to visit him occasionally, taking him shopping is something he can brag about.

That way, no one will call her a single dog.

Bulma's legs are still weak from hearing about Sun Mo's ability to fly using pillars.

However, that speed was really fast, faster than an airplane.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's put it that way."

However, you must never learn bad habits from the old man…

After entering the castle, the Bull Demon King quickly found the Dragon Ball and gave it to Bulma.

Since Wukong blew up the car, the Bull Demon King gave them an old-fashioned car to get around in.

Bulma drove, Sun Mo rode in the car, but Goku felt that the Flying Nimbus was more comfortable, so he chose to ride it.

Chi-Chi watched Goku ride away on his Flying Nimbus and waved goodbye with reluctance.

"Goodbye, Wukong. Don't forget to come and marry me when you grow up!"

We're just one Dragon Ball away from collecting all seven.

Master Roshi and Ox-King only looked away after Bulma and her group had disappeared from sight.

The Bull Demon King said, "It's really too much trouble for you to make this trip, teacher!"

Look, the fire is out, the Flaming Mountain isn't hot anymore, and we can move into the castle now. Why don't you stay at my house for a while, teacher?"

Master Roshi waved his hand and said, "No, no, thank you for your kindness."

I still prefer living alone; it's comfortable and peaceful.

Alright, Bull Demon King, I'll be going now. I have a yoga class this afternoon...

"Okay, teacher!"

Master Roshi opened the capsule, released the airplane, and then piloted it away from Mount Flame.

……

A desolate Gobi Desert.

Pu'er put down his binoculars and excitedly reported to Yamcha beside him.

"Young master, young master, I've spotted a plane flying this way..."

Yamcha's expression immediately lit up upon hearing this.

"An airplane? That's great! Those who can afford to fly airplanes are much better off than those poor merchant caravans!"

After saying that, he took the binoculars and looked over.

Master Roshi leisurely flew towards them in a civilian plane.

Yamcha laughed and said, "It's even a plane that can fly and dive all at once, they must be rich."

"Pu'er, bring me a rocket launcher!"

"Young Master, that plane is so valuable, please don't blow it up!!"

Yamcha nodded: "Don't worry, I'm confident!"

Moments later, a rocket hit the tail of the plane, and Master Roshi panicked and swerved to land.

After landing, Master Roshi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew, that was close! We almost crashed..."

At that moment, Yamcha appeared in front of him carrying a rocket launcher.

"Hand over all your valuables! Otherwise, you'll get a taste of the power of 'Desert Wolf' Yamcha!"

"Forehead?"

Master Roshi paused for a moment, then gave a helpless yet amused look.

"Seriously, we've run into someone who's blocking our way."

Yamcha said bluntly, "Stop talking nonsense, get down here now and hand over all the Pantheon Capsules!"

The hatch opened, and Master Roshi, leaning on his cane, slowly walked out, dusting himself off.

However, the panacea was not handed over.

Pu'er, using the tiger's power as a pretext, said, "Hey, old man, didn't you hear me?"

"Young Master told you to hand over all the Panacea capsules, so hurry up and get them!"

"Heh, this young man, you actually tried to rob me. Let me test your skills!"

Master Roshi beckoned to Yamcha, his expression full of scrutiny for the junior.

But in Yamcha's eyes, this was contempt.

Enraged by this contemptuous attitude, he pushed off with his feet and threw a punch at Master Roshi.

"Snapped!"

Yamcha didn't see anything clearly, but he felt a light tap on the back of his head from something hard.

Suddenly seeing stars, he collapsed to the ground.

"Young Master!" Pu'er exclaimed, then quickly went to check on Yamcha's injuries.

Master Roshi does know how to use his strength.

Yamcha rubbed the back of his head and stood up, glaring angrily at Master Roshi.

"Damn it, old man! I was careless just now. Taste my Wolf Fang Wind Fist!"

After saying that, Yamcha used his true skills and pounced on Master Roshi like a hungry wolf.

However, Master Roshi merely dodged slightly to the side or lightly parried.

Occasionally, by poking his joints or pressure points with his cane, all of Yamcha's attacks would miss.

In contrast, Yamcha was exhausted and panting, with several aches and pains all over her body.

Yamcha noticed that the old man hadn't moved his feet much at all from beginning to end!

Cold sweat instantly broke out on my back.

I've met a master!

Pu'er immediately checked Yamcha's injuries: "Young Master, how are you? Are you alright...?"

Master Roshi casually brushed the dirt off his clothes and said, "Hmm... his foundation is actually not bad, it's just that he went down the wrong path..."

This old man is too strong, and Yamcha is at a loss for what to do.

Master Roshi glanced at his watch and said, "Oh no, I'd better hurry, or I'll miss my yoga class today!"

After saying that, he quickly put away the plane and stepped onto the rotating tortoise he had ridden on the way there.

Before leaving, Master Roshi once again instructed him: "Young man, don't always think about getting something for nothing."

Using your strength and talent for robbery is a complete waste of your life.

After saying that, the turtle under Master Roshi's feet began to spin rapidly.

The sand on the ground was stirred up, and Master Roshi and the turtle were engulfed by the sand.

A violent coughing sound rang out, and then it flew away without looking back.

The endless yellow sand had obscured Master Roshi's retreating figure.

Yamcha immediately shouted, "What's your name?"

A faint voice drifted from the sky: "Everyone calls me Master Roshi, or Master Roshi..."

Yamcha's pupils contracted.

"It's Master Roshi!!"

At that very moment, a vintage car burst through the swirling yellow sand and crashed violently into the Yamcha.

He was thrown several meters before the car came to a stop.

Pu'er rushed over in alarm: "Young Master, are you alright?"

Yamcha looked up, glaring angrily at the old car, but there was too much sand to see clearly.

All I could see was a broken-down car with windshield wipers swaying back and forth.

At the same time, Bulma and Sun Mo's voices could be heard coming from inside the vintage car.

"Did you just hit something? Are there speed bumps in the desert?"

Sun Mo said helplessly, "How could there be speed bumps in the desert?"

Anyway, I don't want to get out of the car because there's so much sand. Just step on the gas and you'll get through!

"Okay, then sit tight and hold on!"

With that, Bulma floored the accelerator, and the car roared as it ran over Yamcha.

Then, after a slight bump, it sped off into the distance without stopping.

"Ugh—!"

After a scream, silence returned.

In the sandpit, only a slightly twitching figure remained.