Dragon Ball Strongest Son Gohan

Chapter 53 The second wish (for collection and flowers)

On earth, the father and son Vegeta and Trunks are also practicing desperately.

Naturally, Vegeta needless to say, as the proudest Saiyan prince, fighting is his life’s pursuit.

Moreover, the most hateful thing is that the guy Kakarot, a guy born with only 2 combat effectiveness, is now ahead of him, and even his son has completely surpassed himself.

Therefore, he must surpass the father and son and regain the dignity of Prince Saiyan.

boom!

In the gravity room, Vegeta punched Trunks out.

“Hey, as the proudest Saiyan, do you have only this ability?”

Vegeta looked fierce and stared at the Trunks lying on the ground.

In fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was: As the son of Saiyan Prince Vegeta, who has the noblest Saiyan blood, are you so vulnerable?

“Take out all your strength!”

Vegeta yelled at Trunks again.

Trunks hammered the ground heavily with his fist, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

He had been controlling his fighting power before, because he was afraid that if he hurt his father, it would hit his arrogant self-esteem.

Now it seems that the weak self is even more annoying for him.

That being the case, let’s fight it all!

what……

Trunks stood up, roared, his breath rose instantly, releasing all his fighting power.

“Mr. Vegeta, our practice has just begun.”

Oh?

Are you finally going to do your best?

Then let me see what kind of stuff my Vegeta’s son is like.

Trunks looked at Vegeta’s upward face and smashed it with his fist.

Bang bang bang!

Over a dozen head-to-head confrontations, the two were evenly divided.

After encountering each other again and again, Vegeta also thoroughly understood that this kid had been playing around with himself before.

Huh…

Taking advantage of Vegeta’s gap, Trunks swept his leg heavily on Vegeta’s cheek.

Vegeta’s body slammed heavily on the edge of the gravity chamber wall.

A blood stain dripped from the corner of his mouth.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Bei… Mr. Vegeta, are you okay?”

Trunks seemed to realize that he was pushing too hard, and hurried forward to ask.

I saw Vegeta stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a small smile.

I thought to myself that I am worthy of being my Vegeta’s son, who has such strength at a young age.

Kakarot, my son and I will surpass your father and son.

In three months, Bulma and his father repaired the gravitational chamber nearly twenty times, which caused them a lot of headaches.

Trunks is also very pleased to witness the gradual warming of the relationship between Vegeta and Bulma.

Although on the surface, Vegeta is still that ice lump.

“Dad doesn’t seem to be as cold and ruthless as Mom said, he also has a gentle side, but he just doesn’t want to show it!”

…

On the other side, more than three months have passed, and the Grand Elder Namek finally succeeded in creating the Dragon Ball.

“Come out! Shenron. (Namek)”

Dende pointed at the Dragon Ball with both hands and said a word.

I saw the Dragon Ball emit a dazzling light, and then it turned into a huge toad-no, it’s Shenron Bolunga!

“The people who gathered the seven Dragon Balls, speak out your wishes, and I can help you realize any wish!”

Bolunga looked down at the crowd from above and said.

“Dende, my first wish, let the injuries on his face and arms recover!”

Son Gohan glanced at the future Son Gohan’s arm, and then said to the end.

“Hmm.”

Dende nodded, and spoke to Polungakiri.

“Understood, this is very simple.”

Polunga nodded, a flash of red light flashed in his eyes.

I saw the future Son Gohan was surrounded by a faint halo.

After a few seconds, the scars on Son Gohan’s face disappeared in the future, and his arms grew out magically.

“Wow Kaka, thank you Shenron!”

In the future, Son Gohan clenched his fists excitedly. Although he was used to an arm, he couldn’t bear the excitement at the moment.

After all, from the day he severed his arm, he never thought that one day his severed arm could be reborn.

Because the Shenron of his time and space had disappeared with the gods, naturally he didn’t have this thought.

“Okay, your first wish has been fulfilled for you, so let’s say your second wish!”

The second wish?

Son Gohan clenched his fists, not knowing whether this second wish could be realized.

“Dende, please let Shenron resurrect a Namek named Piccolo on the space-time earth seventeen years later.”

“Namek people?”

Dende was surprised. Are there any Namek people on earth?

But then he nodded obediently.

He spoke his wish in Namek to Shenron.

“This wish…”

Shenron Bolunga hesitated visibly.

“I’m not sure if I can do it, I will try my best!”

Resurrect Uncle Piccolo?

Is it really possible?

Future Son Gohan clenched his fists tightly, waiting nervously for Shenron’s answer.

If it is really possible to resurrect Uncle Piccolo, then his time and space gods and Dragon Ball will also be resurrected.

In this way, all Z fighters killed by the cyborgs can be resurrected.

Dad, Uncle Klin, Uncle Vegeta, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha…

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