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Chapter 9: Master Roshi, Stronger Than a God of Destruction!
"Here I come…"
Booof!
A cloud of dust exploded behind him.
Trunks shot forward at incredible speed, appearing directly behind Krillin.
"Trunks starts the attack, aiming right at the weakest point of the opposing team!"
Goten sat on the rooftop, commenting like a sports announcer.
Hearing that, Krillin's brow twitched nervously.
Doesn't Goku's kid respect him at all?!
"Behind you!"
18 shouted, but Trunks had already kicked Krillin.
"Masenko!"
Trunks spun quickly and fired a golden energy wave at 18, who was charging him with a punch.
Just before it struck, she vanished and reappeared behind him.
With a powerful kick, Trunks was sent flying high into the sky.
"Ouch… that hurts."
Barely regaining his balance, he realized just how far her kick had launched him.
"Hmm… well, even though she's married now, she's still the same 18 who once beat up my father, Vegeta."
Trunks scolded himself for thinking such a rude thought, then refocused on 18 as she rushed at him again.
He raised his hand, blocking her strike with ease.
She looked at him in shock, while he smirked. Golden sparks crackled around him.
In an instant, his hair turned golden, with two locks falling onto his forehead.
Electric sparks burst forth, his entire body engulfed in a powerful golden aura.
"18, you're strong… but—"
Before her eyes, Trunks vanished.
Suddenly, she was bombarded with thousands of punches.
Finally, one decisive blow sent her plummeting down like a meteor.
"But… compared to my power, you're nothing!"
Trunks, in Super Saiyan form, was overwhelmed by arrogance, pride, and the thrill of battle.
He steadied himself, gathering purple energy, then unleashed a massive beam.
"Galick Gun!"
Hearing that name, 18 instantly knew—he was truly Vegeta's son.
She quickly charged her energy, firing a huge blast to counter.
"Hmph…"
Trunks grinned smugly.
In the past, he needed such attacks to cover his poor energy control.
But now…
As he smiled, his power surged.
His blast overwhelmed hers and struck her directly.
BOOOOM!
Below, Krillin leapt up, catching his wife in his arms before she hit the ground.
"18, are you alright?"
"Yes… he held back at the end. He made the attack weaker on purpose."
Krillin nodded, turning to glare at Trunks—who now faced Master Roshi.
"Super Saiyan… I really miss the old days."
Roshi sighed, remembering when his own power once felt unmatched, before such transformations existed.
Still, he resolved to at least wear Trunks out.
Almost sympathetically, Trunks sighed too, powering down to his base form before charging forward again.
From there, began one of the toughest fights of Trunks' life.
"Damn it… why can't I hit him?! Does this perverted old man have Ultra Instinct or something?!"
"How the hell does a geezer like this have so many annoying techniques?!"
"Ughhh… damn it, I give up!"
After a full hour of fighting Roshi without going Super Saiyan, Trunks lost hope.
It wasn't just that Roshi had tricky skills.
He had mastered almost every martial art on Earth, constantly switching styles, making it impossible for Trunks to predict him.
"You old man… you're really strong. That's why—"
"Hmmmm…"
Roshi gave him a strange look.
Are Saiyans idiots?
With all this power…
One punch from Trunks could shatter his old bones.
Yet the boy had neglected martial arts, training only his ki and brute force.
Either way, Roshi could see Trunks growing angry.
And just like Vegeta, he was dangerous when enraged.
So, as soon as Trunks transformed into a Super Saiyan, Roshi wanted to surrender.
But Trunks didn't give him the chance.
He pummeled him with blows, leaving him no escape.
Finally, he landed a clean strike—
But Roshi suddenly bulked up, muscles doubling in size.
Trunks' punch barely did any damage.
Especially since he was suppressing his power to avoid actually breaking the old man.
"You…"
Trunks' eyebrow twitched—he had lost hope of victory.
He leapt back, charging a Kamehameha.
Roshi did the same, thinking this boy was too impatient, not a true warrior at heart.
"Ka… meeee…" — Trunks
"Ha… meeeee…" — Roshi
"Haaaaaa!" — Both
Two blue waves collided, unleashing a massive storm, nearly blowing Goten and Krillin away.
"You old man… just lose already!"
"You stinky brat…"
"Who's stinky, you pervert?!"
Trunks was still holding back,
yet he realized Roshi's improved Kamehameha was terrifyingly strong.
Even his Super Saiyan–boosted blast struggled against it.
Excited now, Trunks doubled his power and finally overwhelmed Roshi.
"Ahh… finally."
"Wait, you haven't beaten me yet…" — Krillin
Hearing that, Trunks felt the fight was pointless.
But when he saw 18 place her hand gently on Krillin's shoulder, he understood.
Krillin wasn't afraid of losing.
He just wanted payback for his wife, whom Trunks had knocked down.
"Anyway… I'm sorry for hurting you, 18-san. I lose control of my emotions in Super Saiyan mode."
"Then apologize to me too…" — Roshi
"I won't apologize to you. Your fight was boring—all you did was dodge. That's not fun."
Now Roshi understood why Trunks had been annoyed.
Saiyans crave real battles, where losing could mean death.
Fighting runs in their blood.
[Ding. Android 18 and Master Roshi defeated!]
[Abilities and skills acquired!]
[Power level increased by 50 million!]
Trunks nodded happily.
Among the abilities he gained from 18 was limitless energy—
his body now had infinite stamina and endlessly regenerating power.
"Also… you were right. This old man knows way too many techniques.
System, delete his perverted ones for me."
Seeing some of Roshi's questionable abilities, Trunks blushed in embarrassment,
and ordered the system to erase them.
"Eeeh… this is terrifying!"
While Goten, Krillin, and 18 were talking, Roshi suddenly shivered.
A chill ran down his spine.
When he turned, his eyes met Trunks'.
"You dirty old pervert…"
"Kids these days are terrifying!"
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This is the first chapter of eight chapters that I will publish today... I hope for many comments so that I can continue... Please!