Capítulo 192: Chapter 192
The Sixth Universe.
Champa's Planet.
Champa's slightly fat body was punched away by Gohan.
At this point, Champa was no match for Gohan.
Champa simply lay on the ground, unable to get up.
He covered his face, slightly doubting his life.
Gohan was progressing too fast.
He, the real God of Destruction, had been beaten until his face was swollen.
For a moment, Champa really wanted to retire.
He felt like he couldn't maintain his dignity anymore.
Even though he'd been practicing diligently recently and had made a lot of progress, his once-obese body had become much more flexible. But still, he was completely outclassed by Gohan, and there was really no reasoning with it.
Gohan, in his Beast form, put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Mr. Champa, stand up quickly, and let's fight again."
Champa was furious.
At that moment, Gohan felt a strange sensation in his heart.
He had a vague feeling that something bad was happening.
His smiling face suddenly changed and darkened.
"..."
Gohan touched his chest, feeling his heart beating faster.
He looked up at the sky and noticed that the breeze was becoming more intense.
This feeling...
What was happening?
Could it be that the Seventh Universe was facing some terrible disaster?
However, everyone was there except for him: Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, Broly, Piccolo...
Were there enemies they couldn't handle?
Thinking of this, Gohan immediately activated the precognition ability given to him by Shenron.
Suddenly, a vision flashed before his eyes, and his face turned grim.
He clenched his fists, and the Ki around him surged.
"Planet Cereal's Two Star Dragon Ball?"
How could it be so broken?
Who could create the strongest warrior in the universe?
Forgive him for not remembering that there was such a plotline...
Champa, still lying on the ground, sat up in shock, looking at Gohan's flickering Ki.
Champa felt a little uneasy.
Was Gohan's temper really that bad? He hadn't noticed before, and he only cursed casually...
"No, no, Gohan, I wasn't really cursing you. I was cursing myself."
Champa swallowed nervously.
Gohan realized that he had lost his composure, so he immediately calmed his Ki and returned to his usual calm expression.
He smiled and said: "Hahaha, it's not you, Lord Champa."
Seeing Gohan's sudden change in demeanor again left Champa confused.
Gohan turned to Vados, who was standing under a tree not far away, and begged: "Miss Vados, can you please send me back to Universe 7? Please."
Although he could fly back to the Seventh Universe by himself, it would take too long—about ten days.
He couldn't wait that long.
Vados looked at him: "Oh, why do you suddenly want to go back? Did something happen?"
Gohan nodded. "Yes, I feel that a disaster has occurred, and I need to return immediately."
"Is that so?" Vados looked at her scepter, and the black magic orb at the top glowed green.
She took a look and said, "Well, alright then, Mr. Gohan. Come over."
"What about me?" Champa pointed at himself.
Vados laughed and said: "Hohoho, Lord Champa can stay and continue practicing~"
"Hey!" Champa crossed his arms and rolled his eyes at her.
Gohan walked over to Vados.
Vados' scepter tapped lightly on the ground, and the two of them suddenly turned into a white light and disappeared.
As the two vanished, Champa simply lay back down and fell asleep.
He'd been exhausted lately.
Practice? Go to hell.
Sleeping was the best option.
...
The Seventh Universe.
Earth.
Gas clapped his hands, smacked his lips, and said, "I didn't expect that cookie to taste good. I wonder when the Saiyan they mentioned will arrive. I'm getting a little bored."
After eating the cookie that Majin Buu had turned into, Gas didn't feel any stronger.
There was no change at all.
It really was just an ordinary cookie.
It seemed only Majin Buu's magical physique and his strange abilities allowed him to evolve by swallowing others he had transformed.
Until now, Gas hadn't figured out the connection between Majin Buu, the earlier Fat Buu, and Trunks and Piccolo.
All he knew was that the Ki of those guys had disappeared.
They were probably dead.
Gas stretched his muscles in the air, making cracking sounds like fried beans.
He was too lazy to go back to Kami's Lookout.
Instead, he flew around the Earth in circles.
"Huh? There seems to be a Saiyan's Ki over there."
He muttered to himself, then landed at Mount Paozu.
Paragus looked up and saw Gas descending from the sky.
His eyes were cloudy, and one was blind, so he could no longer see clearly.
The old Saiyan, now in his twilight years, had a stooped body, gray hair, and was far from the strong man he once was.
He squinted and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"He's actually a dying old man?" Gas didn't answer, frowning as he muttered to himself.
"Hey, old man, are you alone?" Gas asked.
Though Paragus was old, he wasn't stupid. In fact, he was quite sharp.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have reached the rank of colonel when he was young.
"My son should be back soon," Paragus said.
Paragus squinted his eyes, watching for Gas's reaction.
He hoped that by mentioning his son was returning soon, he might scare off this person with ill intentions.
Gas's eyes lit up. "Oh? Is your son the one named Gohan?"
"Uh..." Paragus hadn't expected Gas to know Gohan's name.
But for Gas to know Gohan and still come to Earth looking for trouble like this, wasn't that a bit too bold?
Paragus didn't believe this man was Gohan's friend.
He certainly didn't seem like someone easy to get along with.
Moreover, despite his old age, Paragus remembered clearly that this guy had just called him a "dying old man."
Paragus was petty—after all, he'd held a grudge against King Vegeta for over fifty years.
So it was very likely that the man standing in front of him was here to cause trouble for Gohan or was simply too ignorant to know better.
Paragus smiled thinly and said, "No."
"Oh, that's boring. Well, if you're a Saiyan, then you can blame your demise on that. You can die now," Gas said calmly as he stretched his hand toward the white-haired Paragus.
Ki formed in his palm.
Paragus's pupils shrank, and a sense of death loomed over him.
At that moment, several voices rang out.
"Stop."
"What do you think you're doing?"
"You want to bully Grandpa Paragus? You have to go through us first!"
The voices sounded young, like children.
"..."
Gas raised his head, annoyed.
Then he saw two boys and one girl, about five or six years old, flying in the air.
Paragus's once-cloudy eyes suddenly filled with light, and in a trembling voice, he shouted into the air: "What are you little brats doing here? Get out of here!!!"
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