Dragon Ball Goku New Story

Chapter 58: Sweetness after the War and Unknown Challenges

In that thrilling and extremely fierce battle with Moro, Sun Wukong was agile, like a nimble cheetah, and his posture was as upright as a proud pine tree. His iconic short black hair stood up like steel needles, showing his determination and fearlessness. His bright eyes were like burning flames, hot and bright, flashing with an incomparable light of determination. At this moment, his golden hair danced wildly under the crazy impact of violent energy, and the form of Super Saiyan God seemed like a real god descending to the world, majestic and sacred, and awe-inspiring. He saw his hands quickly forming seals at an astonishing speed, and shouted "Kameha!" in his mouth, the sound was like a loud bell, deafening. The powerful energy wave wrapped around his unwavering determination, like a violent and roaring dragon, carrying the power to destroy the world, rushing forward towards Moro.

Moro was as tall as a mountain, his body tightly shrouded by a thick aura of darkness, as if he was in an endless abyss. His twisted and hideous face was like a devil's mask, and his pair of blood-red eyes exuded an extremely evil light, like a demon from the depths of hell, which was creepy. His sharp fangs were ferociously exposed at the corners of his mouth, and he looked extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to devour all living things. Moro just smiled coldly, and that smile was full of contempt and disdain. He waved his arm very casually, and the action seemed to be understated, but he easily dissolved the mighty power of Sun Wukong. His hideous and twisted face was full of disdain and ridicule, and he shouted at Sun Wukong arrogantly: "Sun Wukong, relying on your little tricks, you dare to defeat me? It's just a foolish dream!"

However, Sun Wukong was not affected by Moro's ridicule. His eyes became more determined, as unshakable as a rock, and his eyes burned with unyielding fighting spirit, like a flame that would never go out. Beside him, Vegeta was sturdy and strong, with clear muscle lines, like a masterpiece carefully carved by a master sculptor. His upright black hair trembled slightly in the fierce wind of the battle, just like strong grass in the wind, tenacious and unyielding. His sharp eyes revealed determination, as if he had made up his mind to die. His whole body exuded a dazzling blue flame. The Super Saiyan Blue form made his power climb to a new peak, like a volcano about to erupt. He roared angrily: "Moro, take this move from me!" Before he finished speaking, he used his strongest skill with an indomitable and fearless momentum, as if he was going to destroy all the obstacles in front of him.

Piccolo was tall and slender, like a tall green bamboo. His green skin glowed mysteriously under the energy, like the strange stars twinkling in the night sky. On his stern face, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, not missing any of Moro's subtle movements, trying to find his fatal flaws. Krillin was short but very flexible, with no hair on his round head, but full of determination, as if telling the world that his courage should not be underestimated. Yamcha had handsome long hair that fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were focused like a hunting beast, locking onto the target. Tien Shinhan's three eyes were piercing, and his expression was serious and solemn, like an inviolable god of war. They were not afraid, and they all exerted their martial arts to the extreme, pouring all their strength into every move and every style, and going all out in this life-and-death battle.

Although everyone tried their best and tapped their potential to the limit, the power of Moro still made people feel deeply desperate. Each of his attacks was like a mountain pressing down on their heads, heavy and deadly, bringing huge pressure to everyone, as if to completely crush their bodies and minds. The terrifying power was like a raging tsunami, leaving people nowhere to escape.

In the intervals between battles, Sun Wukong was panting, his breath was heavy and disordered. He and his companions gathered together temporarily, seeking a moment of respite and thinking. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes that was difficult to conceal, which was the confusion about the unknown and the thinking about the powerful enemy: "This demon seems to be hiding a secret that we don't know yet. His power seems to be endless and has no end."

Vegeta frowned, and deep lines seemed to be engraved on his resolute face. Sweat continued to flow like a stream, but it could not extinguish the fire of war in his heart. He agreed: "I feel the same way. His strength is definitely not just from strength itself. There must be some key point that we have overlooked."

Raditz was extremely anxious on the side, his eyes showing a bit of impatience and uneasiness: "We can't just keep taking the beatings like this, we have to find a way quickly!" Raditz's figure was similar to Sun Wukong, but he lacked Sun Wukong's calmness and composure.

Everyone fell into deep thought upon hearing this, and the air around them seemed to freeze. Piccolo suddenly spoke to break the silence, his voice steady and firm: "We can't attack blindly like this, we must find his weakness to have a chance of winning." Everyone nodded in agreement, and a spark of hope rekindled in their eyes. So, in the subsequent battles, they paid more attention to Moro's every move, not missing any subtle changes, even a flicker in Moro's eyes or a tremor in his muscles.

Sun Wukong, relying on his extremely sharp perception ability, finally discovered through countless observations and tests that after each powerful attack of Moro, there would be a brief energy fluctuation and instability. He was moved and thought to himself: Could this be Moro's weakness?

He hurriedly informed his companions of this crucial discovery. They quickly gathered together and after a tense and intense discussion, they finally decided to concentrate their strength and wait for the next energy fluctuation of the demon to launch a fatal blow.

The battle started fiercely again. Sun Wukong and others kept restraining Moro, using various tactics and techniques to try every means to consume his power. Under their siege, Moro was still strong, but gradually showed signs of fatigue. Finally, Moro launched a powerful attack again. At that moment, the whole space seemed to be distorted by his power. At this critical moment, his energy really showed unstable fluctuations.

"Now!" Sun Wukong shouted loudly, and the sound was like a charge horn, inspiring everyone. Everyone used their strongest skills at the same time, and their power gathered together to form a torrent of energy that could destroy the world.

Sun Wukong's Kamehameha was as bright as a blazing sun; Vegeta's powerful attack was as sharp as a lightning bolt that tore through the darkness; Piccolo's magic light cannon penetrated everything like an indestructible sword. All the power gathered into a torrent of energy that could destroy the world and rushed towards Moro, unstoppable.

For the first time, Moruo showed a look of fear on his face. His eyes, which were originally full of confidence, were now filled with fear and panic. He tried to resist this powerful force, but it was too strong and broke through his defense in an instant. His defense was like a fragile piece of paper and was easily torn apart.

In a dazzling light, the figure of Moro was completely swallowed up. The light was so strong that people could not look directly at it, as if the whole world was shrouded in it. When the light dissipated, everyone stared nervously ahead, their hearts beating fast, their breathing quickened, their hearts full of expectations, but they did not dare to expect too much.

However, Mara did not fall down. Although he was seriously injured, his breathing was disordered, and his body was shaky, he still stood stubbornly, like a dead tree that does not fall in the wind.

"Damn it, you actually discovered my secret." Mo Luo said viciously, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. His originally ferocious face was now even more distorted and ugly, and the dark aura on his body became chaotic, as if it was about to dissipate.

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, that smile was full of confidence and calmness, and responded firmly: "Mara, your secret has been discovered by us, today is your end."

Moro laughed loudly, his laughter full of despair and madness. "Even if you know, what does it matter? You still can't defeat me completely."

The crowd was not frightened by his words. Instead, they gathered around him again. Their eyes were full of determination and courage, ready to give Moro the final fatal blow.

After an arduous and thrilling battle, Moro was finally defeated. His body turned into countless pieces and dissipated into the air. Although everyone was exhausted, physically and mentally exhausted, as if all their strength had been drained, their hearts were filled with the joy of victory, and their faces were filled with smiles of excitement and relief. They cheered and hugged each other to celebrate this hard-won victory.

After the war, everyone had an extremely precious time to rest.

During this period of peace and tranquility, the flower of love quietly blooms.

Raditz and Lan Qi's daughter Xiao Wu wore a pink dress, the material of which was as soft as silk, and the hem of the dress fluttered gently in the wind, like peach blossoms blooming in spring. Her long, smooth hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, and each strand of hair sparkled with a charming luster. Her big eyes were bright and moving, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, and her eyes were full of endless tenderness and sweetness. Her face was filled with a sweet smile, which seemed to melt the ice and snow in winter, making people feel extremely warm. Vegeta and Tais' son Trunks wore a handsome suit, which was well-cut and fit his tall figure, making him look particularly handsome and unrestrained. His deep eyes were full of tenderness, like a clear lake, which made people intoxicated. When they met at an accidental party, Trunks was immediately attracted by Xiao Wu's gentleness and kindness, and Xiao Wu was also attracted by Trunks's bravery and perseverance. In the process of getting along with each other, they shared the joys and sorrows of life, and every moment was full of warmth and sweetness. The feelings gradually heated up, like a burning bonfire, burning more and more vigorously. On a starry and dreamy night, Trunks held a bunch of beautiful flowers in his hands, and the flowers looked even more colorful under the moonlight. He confessed his love to Xiao Wu in the gentle moonlight. Xiao Wu was shy and her cheeks were rosy, like a ripe apple. She accepted it with pleasure. At that moment, the whole world seemed to stop turning for them. Their wedding was grand and romantic, with relatives and friends gathered together, and laughter filled every corner. People sent their most sincere blessings, wishing that their love would shine forever like the bright stars. Seeing their children so happy, Sun Wukong and Vegeta couldn't help but smile at each other, and that smile was full of relief and emotion. They recalled the time when they fought together, those years of blood and fire, and now they have turned into beautiful expectations for the next generation.

Sun Wukong and Chi-Chi's son, Sun Wutian, wore a casual shirt and jeans. The shirt was as white as snow, and the jeans showed his youthful vitality. His sunny and handsome face was full of vitality, and every expression was filled with the youthful vigor. In a challenging adventure, he met the beautiful and lively Alice, who was wearing a white floral dress. The florals on the dress were like flowers blooming in spring, fresh and charming. Her golden curly hair was playful and cute, and each curl was shining with the color of sunshine. Her smile was as bright as the flowers in spring, which could dispel all the haze. They joined hands to face all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, and supported each other in difficulties. Every time they joined hands, their hearts became closer. Sun Wutian finally plucked up the courage to propose to Alice in a beautiful sea of ​​flowers, which was colorful and fragrant. Alice agreed with joy, and tears of happiness flashed in her eyes. Their wedding was filled with laughter and joy. Everyone was sincerely happy for the sweet couple, and words of blessing floated in the air like beautiful notes.

Sun Hao, the son of Sun Wukong and Bulma, wore traditional martial arts clothes. The clothes were made of fine texture and tailored, highlighting his heroic spirit. His eyes were full of confidence and determination, as if nothing could stop him from moving forward. At a wonderful martial arts exchange meeting, he met the smart and generous Lina, who was wearing a light blue training suit that fit her body and showed her graceful figure. She had a graceful figure, and every movement was full of elegant charm. Her temperament was as elegant as a noble swan. The two met because of their common love for martial arts. In the process of mutual learning, they sparked a spark of love, which instantly ignited the fire of love in their hearts. After a period of sweet love, they entered the palace of marriage under the witness of their relatives and friends, made an eternal vow, and started a happy new life.