A/N: Hey, Dragon Ball fans! Can anyone list all the names of Grandpa Gohan's defeated opponents?
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After Goku's amusing encounter at Bulma's college, they both made their way to Capsule Corp, where Goku explained his latest request. "Bulma, I'm used to five times gravity now, but I need to push myself harder. Can you upgrade my gravity belt to ten times gravity?"
Bulma leaned against her workbench, pondering the request. "Ten times gravity, huh? That's quite a leap. I could do it, but it'll take time. The materials and energy stabilizers needed to handle that kind of force are complex. It probably won't be ready until after the World Martial Arts Tournament."
Goku sighed but smiled. "No problem. I'll keep training with the five times belt until then. But, hey, can you make a few more of those belts?"
Bulma raised an eyebrow. "A few more? What for?"
"Well, I was thinking that Krillin, Yamcha, and Grandpa Gohan could use them, too. They'll need to train hard if we want to stay ahead of any threats coming our way," Goku explained.
Bulma smirked. "Always looking out for your friends, huh? Fine, I'll make three more belts, but they'll be at the same five times gravity level for now. Once I figure out how to safely handle ten times gravity, I can upgrade them all."
Goku grinned. "Thanks, Bulma! You're the best."
With that, Goku left Capsule Corp, feeling excited about the future.
Bulma had a secret project she had been working on for a while, something she hadn't told anyone about. Hidden in a corner of her lab was a sleek, futuristic machine, one that she kept just for herself.
With a sly smile, Bulma approached the machine and pressed a few buttons. The device whirred to life, and within moments, a holographic image appeared. It was Goku—but not the childlike version everyone knew. This was an image of adult Goku, tall, muscular, and powerful. His signature spiky hair stood proudly, and his confident, carefree expression was unmistakable.
Bulma's cheeks flushed slightly as she stared at the hologram. She had created this projection based on her own vision of what Goku would look. It was her little secret, a way to admire her childhood friend and crush without anyone knowing.
"Look at you, Goku," she whispered, almost to herself. "You have no idea how much you'll change."
The hologram of adult Goku stood motionless, looking heroic as ever, while Bulma glanced around to make sure no one was watching.
"This one's just for me," she said quietly, feeling a mix of excitement and embarrassment. She quickly shut the machine off, the image of adult Goku vanishing into thin air, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
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The World Tournament was only months away, and while he was confident in his strength, he knew it was going to be an unpredictable event. This time, things wouldn't go the way they did in the past. He could sense that the tournament was going to be chaotic—maybe even broken. Some of the characters from the original tournament might not even show up. And who knows, maybe he'd encounter new faces, fighters who didn't participate in the original timeline.
But that wasn't the only thing on Goku's mind. After the tournament, he had plans. Big plans. He knew that the Red Ribbon Army was out there, causing trouble like in the original anime. But why wait? he thought. I could take them down faster than last time.
As Goku considered his options, a new idea popped into his head. Why don't I send Krillin to deal with the Red Ribbon Army? Krillin had been training hard, and with a gravity belt, his strength would skyrocket. He could handle the Red Ribbon Army quickly, freeing Goku to focus on other important things—like training with King Kai.
Goku smiled at the thought of finally going to King Kai's planet. He remembered how powerful the Kaioken and Spirit Bomb techniques were, and this time, he planned to master them faster. He was more determined than ever to become the strongest fighter in the universe, and King Kai's training would be the next step.
As Goku made his way back home, his mind continued to race with thoughts about the upcoming World Tournament. Who will be my biggest opponent this time? He knew that the tournament was going to attract all kinds of fighters—old faces and new ones. Could there be someone even stronger than in the original timeline? Someone who would push him to his absolute limit?
Meanwhile, across the globe, Master Roshi was living his carefree life, as usual, lounging by the beach and enjoying his favorite pastimes. However, something caught his eye as he flipped through a magazine. An advertisement for a special event offered a once-in-a-lifetime chance to meet the heroine of a famous movie series.
"Meet the heroine, huh?" Roshi chuckled, rubbing his beard. "This is a chance I can't pass up. But... it costs a lot of money."
He frowned, thinking of a way to win some quick cash. Then, it hit him—the World Martial Arts Tournament was coming up, and there was always a hefty prize for the winner. "If I win the tournament, I'll have enough money to meet that heroine and more! Plus, I get to see how strong these new fighters have become."
Roshi's excitement grew as he imagined the possibilities. It's time for me to step back into the ring... for the sake of the world's future!
Back in the mountains, the World Tournament organizers arrived at Gohan's house, looking for the legendary fighter. Gohan was no longer young, but his reputation as one of the strongest warriors in the world remained intact. The organizers wanted him to fight the champion of the tournament in an exhibition match—a tradition that honored great fighters of the past.
When the news spread that Gohan was being invited to fight in the tournament, a ripple effect occurred. Many martial arts masters and fighters from dojos across the land heard about it and saw it as their chance to finally defeat the man who had inspired and defeated so many. Some sought revenge for their past defeats, while others wanted to test their strength against the legend himself.
Gohan, however, was calm and composed when he heard the news. He had no desire to fight for glory or revenge, but he knew that this was an opportunity to see how the next generation of fighters had grown. He accepted the invitation, knowing that it would be a chance to witness how much Goku—and the others—had improved since their last encounter.
As the tournament approached, the world buzzed with excitement. Fighters from all over were preparing for what was shaping up to be one of the most unpredictable tournaments in history. With new techniques, old rivalries, and even the potential of hidden powerhouses showing up, no one could predict what would happen next.