Yamcha's eyes were filled with disbelief. How could he possibly be no match for this person at all? How could this be!
However, Neo did not give him any time to think. The moment Yamcha knelt on the ground, Neo had already lunged forward.
"Since you've chosen to be a bandit, you must be prepared to be beaten!"
Neo let out a cold shout, his figure flashing to appear instantly in front of Yamcha. Before Yamcha could even raise his head, he delivered another fierce kick straight to his chest.
"Bang!"
With another loud roar, Yamcha let out another miserable scream, falling backward and crashing heavily into the yellow sand. Fresh blood spewed wildly from his mouth, his aura instantly turning weak and listless, leaving him without even the strength to crawl back up.
"Yamcha!"
Seeing this, Puar was frightened out of his wits, screaming as he lunged towards Neo in an attempt to rescue Yamcha.
Unfortunately, he was casually slapped flying away by Neo, though Neo exercised good judgment and did not take his life.
With a'slap' sound, Puar was swatted away like a fly, letting out a miserable scream as he spun more than a dozen meters away, dropping into the yellow sand and failing to get up for a long while.
Neo withdrew his hand, looking down at Yamcha who was groaning in the sand pit, his eyes filled with disdain: "With just this bit of strength, you're learning how to rob people?"
He slowly raised his foot and heavily stepped on Yamcha's chest. The immense pressure made Yamcha almost suffocate, revealing an expression of extreme agony.
"Now, hand over all your valuables, including the capsule, and I can spare your lives!"
"!!!"
Hearing this, a trace of extreme humiliation flashed through Yamcha's eyes. He had truly kicked an iron plate this time; failing to rob someone and getting robbed instead was a supreme humiliation!
He originally wanted to act tough, but upon seeing Neo's cold gaze—which looked as if it were looking at a dead person—he chickened out. Gritting his teeth with trembling hands, he took out all the capsules on his body and unwillingly handed them over to Neo.
Neo took them and frowned slightly: "Just these few?"
Yamcha looked helpless: "This is already all my worldly possessions."
Neo didn't believe it and directly began searching. After discovering that Yamcha truly hadn't hidden anything, he was speechless. To think this guy was actually so honest and really brought out all his possessions: "All right, you guys can scram!"
Yamcha was not some heinous and evil person; he only robbed and never harmed anyone's life, so Neo didn't need to take his life either. Beating him half to death could be considered giving him a lesson.
As if granted a grand amnesty, Yamcha couldn't care about the sharp pain in his chest as he scrambled out of the sand pit in a flurry. He dashed over to pick up Puar, abandoning even his beloved desert buggy, and stumbled wildly deep into the desert...
Until he had run several hundred meters and confirmed that Neo wasn't chasing them, Yamcha finally dared to stop and catch his breath. He looked back toward Neo's direction, his eyes filled with resentment and reluctance: "Damn it! To think I would actually lose! You'd better remember this! Next time, I, Yamcha, will definitely win it back!"
Puar looked at Yamcha speechlessly and said: "Huh? You've been beaten up like this, and you still want revenge?"
"This kind of supreme humiliation must be avenged!"
"But what if we can't beat him?"
"Then we'll go become his disciples! Isn't there a legendary Master Roshi? Let's go find him!"
...
Inside the off-road vehicle, watching Yamcha flee in disarray, Bulma looked at Neo and started swooning again: "Wow~ Big Brother Neo! You're so amazing! That bandit was simply beaten to a pulp by you! But why rob him? Wouldn't that make us bandits too?"
Neo toyed with the capsule in his hand and smiled: "This is called giving a taste of one's own medicine. Besides, I'm helping them turn over a new leaf. With this beating, I suppose he won't dare rob others in the future."
As he spoke, Neo also stored the desert buggy into a capsule and sat in the passenger seat: "Let's go! Continuing on our journey!"
The off-road vehicle restarted, continuing forward toward Fire Mountain as indicated by the dragon radar...
Two days later, the three of Neo finally crossed the desert and arrived at the territory of Fire Mountain.
From far away, one could already see a huge mountain burning with raging flames. The closer they got, the more scorching it became.
"Is this Fire Mountain? It's way too hot!"
Bulma wiped a bead of fine sweat from her forehead. The cold air from the air conditioner was already unable to block the heatwave of Fire Mountain.
She parked the car at the foot of the mountain, got out, and looked at the dragon radar in her hand. The red dot on the screen pointed to the faintly visible castle wrapped in raging fire at the peak of the mountain.
"It seems the sixth dragon ball is in that castle at the peak of the mountain." Bulma pointed to the peak and said: "However, with the fire this big, how are we supposed to get up there?"
Son Goku looked at the raging flames and said: "I can fly across using the flying nimbus!"
"Then let's fly over and take a look!"
Hearing this, Son Goku immediately shouted loudly toward the horizon: "flying nimbus!"
With a 'whoosh' sound, the flying nimbus flew close to Son Goku in a split second. Son Goku leaped forward and stood on the flying nimbus. Just as he was about to take off, a large axe suddenly flew over and, with a 'bang' sound, hacked into the ground right in front of the three of Neo.
All three of them were startled, especially Bulma, who was frightened out of her wits and hurriedly retreated behind Neo.
Looking toward the direction from which the giant axe flew, they saw a stalwart and tall figure slowly walking out, appearing within the field of vision of the three.
That was a giant over four meters tall, robust and wild, with a pair of curved horns on top of his head. His fierce and vicious appearance looked shockingly imposing.
Neo's eyes narrowed: Ox-King! He recognized who the person was at a glance.
Ox-King stepped forward, easily pulling up the giant axe stuck in the ground with one hand and resting it on his shoulder. He looked at the three of Neo with full hostility, his voice as deafening as a giant bell: "What kind of people are you? How dare you trespass on Fire Mountain! Are you also here to steal my treasure?"
Looking at the monster-like Ox-King before her, Bulma was immediately frightened so much by his appearance and aura that her hair stood on end and her legs went soft. She tightly hugged Neo's arm with both hands, her voice trembling: "Big Brother Neo, this person looks so scary! Can, can you beat him?"
"Rest assured, there's no need to fight." Neo patted Bulma's head, stepped forward, and said to Ox-King: "Hello, Mr. Ox-King, we are not coveting your treasure; we are only here to search for the dragon ball."
"dragon ball?" Ox-King frowned. Just as he wanted to say something, he suddenly saw Son Goku on the flying nimbus. His eyes suddenly widened, and he said with an excited expression: "Ah! The flying nimbus? How do you have the flying nimbus? Quick, tell me, who gave it to you?"
Son Goku blinked his big eyes and replied innocently: "Grandpa Master Roshi gave it to me—ah, no, that's not right, I've already become his disciple, so I should call him Master!"
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