Chương 1: Reborn in DBZ as a human

"Well he showed you what he can do, now you have to decide if he can go or not," said my dad with a smile.

Finally breaking free of her thoughts my mom looked at me and said, "Do it again. You could have set it up with dynamite or other explosives. Do it again with another rock. If you can get the same result. I'll... consider your request."

Even though I was slightly annoyed at her thinking I would lie, I understood that she was just concerned. Where would a kid get explosives anyway?

I led my parents to another boulder that was nearby. It was a little smaller than the first one so I looked at my parents to make sure it was fine. As if she knew what I was about to ask, mom just nodded slightly to say the rock was satisfactory.

Once again I charged my fist with as much ki it could take, and this time instead of crumbling apart it blew up in a small explosion.

But I was prepared for this. I had already surrounded myself with my ki, creating what looked like an aura of ki surrounding me keeping me safe from the shrapnel like rocks.

As for my parents, I had already told them to stand far enough back so the chance of them being hit by the stray rubble was next to nothing.

Both dad and I looked at mom to see what her response would be. For a while, she just stared at me and I thought she was about to refuse even after seeing me use my ki. Then finally she gave me a small nod as she sharply turned around and walked back to the house.

I could tell she wasn't happy about giving me permission but nevertheless, she had agreed and I could start packing for my trip.

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Well, packing turned out to be an overstatement since I had completely forgotten about the existence of capsules. Dad just handed me a capsule that he said had a tent with basic equipment and toiletries in it and that was pretty much all I needed.

They had also wanted to buy me some sort of hovercraft or bike or my road to the southern continent, I had told them I was going there first, would be easier. But I had resolutely denied the offer. I knew that I would be able to fly faster than any vehicle they bought me so I didn't want to waste their money.

I had wanted to leave the very same day but mom refused, saying she wanted to eat one more family dinner together before her little baby went off on his own.

I didn't object either, I wouldn't be seeing my family again for maybe a year so spending one more evening together wasn't going to hurt.

What followed was the biggest feast I've ever had. Mom really gave everything she had and by the time I was done I had to ki to reinforce my stomach, I didn't know if it could take so much food.

The whole family chatted around the dinner table and although it was a happy occasion it was easy to tell there was a somber tone to everything.

The next morning was when I officially left the house. Once again they had tried to give some sort of transport but I denied saying the trip was also a form of training.

I kissed my mom and sister on the cheek, hugged my dad, then ran off into the distance. I knew they were still there, waving at me as I ran further and further. I distinctly heard the soft sobs of my mother and I felt my eyes start to get wet. But I didn't look back, I knew it would just make it even harder.

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After what seemed to be an eternity of running I finally turned around and looked back at where I came from. The house was but a mere speck in the landscape and the chance that they were still standing outside of the house, much less be able to see me from there were almost none.

I wiped my eyes and rose to the sky. I had to keep my mind on what was important and right now that was finding my way to Sasebo city. It was the only city on the island we lived in and where my dad would often go to sell his excess crops.

I quickly look a glance at the map I had and shot off in a blur of speed towards Sasebo city.

It took me almost the whole day to fly to Sasebo city, mostly because I could only fly so fast without putting a strain on my body. As my reservoir of ki kept increasing day by day not being able to use it was becoming increasingly frustrating.

Several times during my flight I had to hold back and not increase the ki I was using to fly. Having body parts threaten to blow up while hundreds of feet in the air wasn't really on my to-do list.

When I finally reached Sasebo city the sun was starting to set and I needed a place to crash for the night.

I descended down into a lone alleyway into the city to make sure I didn't get spotted. I wanted a place to sleep and since I was going to go training soon I might as well sleep in a bed while I have the chance.

But first I needed to know where the hotels in the town were.

"Excuse me, do you know where the nearest hotel is?" I asked a person walking nearby. He was a young man with light blond hair and a cowboy hat.

"O just continue down this road and take a right when you see a building with a pointy bit on top. You can't miss it."

"Thanks," I said while running towards the direction mentioned.

It turns out the guy was pretty accurate with his descriptions of the place. The hotel was one of the largest buildings in the area and was decorated by a large spire.

I walked in and noticed that there were a bunch of brown-skinned men in white togas gathered around the desk.

"What do you mean there aren't enough rooms for all of us? Do you know who we are? You dare insult the students of the great king Chappa!"

The young lady at the desk stayed impressively calm as she spoke to the group of students trying to intimidate her.

"Once again all we have left is 2 single bedrooms, I'm sorry we really can't give you all a room"

Before they could keep arguing with her I stepped forward next to them.

"Can I have a single bedroom for the night please?"

The lady looked surprised that I just ignored the students of king Chappa but she remained professional nonetheless.

"Of course, that will be 1500 Zeni for the night."

I quickly handed her the money and took the key she offered.

Before I went to my room I turned towards the students still trying to negotiate with the clerk. I thought they would try to harass me for taking one of the remaining rooms but at least they had the decency not to bully a kid.

But this was the best chance I had at learning martial arts right now. I had no idea where kami Island was, and even if I did know there was no guarantee that Master Roshi would even help me train. Goku and Krillin had to kidnap a person for him to help them so I think that idea is out the window for now.

"You wouldn't happen to know the great King Chappa, would you? You guys are dressed pretty similar to him." I asked the one who had the highest ki in the group, though even his was almost nonexistent.

By the way his face lit up I could tell I had successfully sent out the bait he had caught on like a moth to a fire.

"You know of our teacher! To think his reputation had spread to the point where even kids know his name," he said with a hearty laugh.

"Yes, my father is a big fan of his martial arts. If he's your teacher is there any chance I can meet him?" I asked trying to sound as excited as possible.

"Ahh sorry kid. Right now our master is at his dojo in the south capitol training for the upcoming world martial arts tournament. He said his goal is to be crowned the best in the world this year. I don't think he will meet any fans or even his own students for quite some time."

"O that's ok. Thanks for helping." I said before I walked to my room.

Now I knew where to find the man I just had to get there. This was my chance to get real martial arts training from one of the best on Earth. I just needed to figure out how to convince him to train me.

After getting a good night's sleep at the hotel, I took off early the next morning to get to the southern continent.

I'm on Amenbo island right now so to get to the southern capital I would need to fly over to the southern continent. It wasn't too far of a journey but I still wanted to leave as soon as I could if I wanted to use my time efficiently.

Right at the crack of dawn, I flew out of my hotel room window, and with a quick glance at my map to make sure I was flying in the right direction, I shot towards the southern continent.

King Chappa stuck out with his fist leaving yet another training post dented and in need of repair.

He had sent out his students the day before to Amenbo island and from there they would travel to papaya island where they would train and wait for his arrival to compete in the 20th world martial arts tournament.

He was breathing heavily and his fists looked as if they had been through a blender, bloody and swollen.

'I'm so close, in just a few months I should reach the level of 8 arms and master the eight-arm fist.' he thought as he calmed his breathing to get ready for another bout of training.

Just as he was getting prepared to work on another training dummy he felt a presence in the compound.

Even though Chappa had yet to obtain mastery of ki, he was still an experienced martial artist and had no trouble feeling when he was being watched.

"Come out you coward, if you have enough skill to watch me from the shadows come out and fight!" shouted King Chappa as he shifted into a fighting stance.

Then slowly a presence slowly appeared behind one of the pillars in the dojo.

Chappa could finally feel the presence of the man clearly now. Before all he had was a suspicion he was being watched, a suspicion that turned out to be correct. But now as he could sense the actual location of the man, he turned around to face him.

Chappa couldn't help but widen his eyes as he took in the figure that was now standing in front of him.

Standing about two feet shorter than him the man, no not man, boy would be the more appropriate word, had a presence so great Chappa and yet to meet someone his equal. He looked to be around 4 and a half feet tall with light brown hair. His face was innocent and still contained a little bit of baby fat that matched his stature.

He was a child concluded Chappa based on his appearance, but why was he here and what did he want with him?

Raiden stood there and stared at Chappa seemingly at ease even though one of the best fighters in the world was sizing him up.

Chappa weighed his options and decided that fighting right now while he was injured and exhausted from training, was not the best choice. Hell given the way the boy carried himself he didn't know if he would have won even if he wasn't injured.

Making his decision he asked while staying in his fighting stance, "Who are you, and what do you want."

Raiden gave a slight smile, one that sent a shiver up King Chappa's spine, as he watched the man in front of him squirm.

He had thought up a lot of different ways he could get King Chappa to notice him and had decided that a show of strength would work the best.

He flew over to the South Capitol from Sasebo city, a journey that took a couple of days, and finally let him use the capsules given to him by his parents for camping.

Finally, after arriving at the southern capital he had found King Chappa's training compound.

It hadn't been that hard, given the fame of the dojo in the city. All he had to do was ask a few people on the street before he met someone who gave him directions.

Finally, after finding the compound he had masked his ki and simply jumped over the 12-foot wall directly into the training grounds.

He had watched king Chappa train for a few minutes before he had noticed him. He had to give it to the man, being able to feel his presence without the use of ki was difficult, to say the least.

"What I want," he said with a small chuckle. "Is to make a trade."

"A trade? What could I have that you would need. I'm not a very materialistic person," asked Chappa still wary of the stranger.

"Tell me Chappa what do you know about Ki?" Raiden said slowly walking closer to the other martial artist.

"Ki?"

"Yes ki. Or you may have heard it be called something else. Energy, power, essence. It's all the same really what you call it, but I prefer to use Ki."

"Yes I've heard of something along the lines, but what does that have to do with a trade?"

"Listen carefully because I'll only say it once. In exchange for teaching you the basics of Ki, I want something in return from you. What it is I'll tell you if you want to agree to the trade." said Raiden who was now standing directly in front of Chappa.

"What's in it for me? How do I know that this "ki" of yours will help me?" asked Chappa with a hint of suspicion in his voice.

"Don't worry bout that, I'm pretty sure you'll end up benefitting far more from this ordeal than I will. But if you still want a demonstration, watch carefully," ordered Raiden as he raised his right arm and aimed it towards one of the pillars in the room.

His hand started glowing a bright yellow before a beam of light shot out and hit the pillar. The pillar was left smoking with a large chunk of it blown away.

"By the end of my instruction, you'll be able to do at least that," he turned to a shocked king Chappa. "Think about it I'll be back tomorrow for your answer," said Raiden before he shot into the sky.

As Raiden flew back into the city he couldn't help but feel smug about the way the negotiation had gone. He was sure king Chappa would accept his offer now, especially after the show of strength he had done.

Raiden flew slowly back to his hotel as he admired the city skyline below him. The south capital was so different from anywhere he had been before, even now when the sun had already set it was still shining brightly and was full of life beneath him.

Raiden flew back into his hotel room through the window and started to meditate on his bed. Another benefit he found to meditation was that it could somewhat delay the need to sleep.

While it couldn't totally replace it, Raiden had found that it could delay and keep his exhaustion on hold, letting him train for longer.

Raiden worked on his Ki control for the whole night as he meditated. The faster he could move the ki around and out of his body the faster his attack and defense would be.

He felt the rest of the night lost in his meditation and training as the moon slowly circled through the sky.

Raiden was soon snapped out of his meditation from the rays of light coming through the hotel window. He got up and gathered his things from the room.

'If I'm right and Chappa accepts my offer then I won't need to stay here anymore. But I should wait till evening to let him decide, it would make my entrance more dramatic' he thought with a smile.

He went downstairs to check out of the room and also pay for his stay. He would have to spend the rest of the day outside, not that it bothered him, he wanted to explore the city anyway.

He walked around the city slowly taking in the sights and stores that decorated its streets. Of course, he had lived comfortably in his past life, but still, he had never experienced the city quite like this. In his past life, he had lived in a gated suburb community and he rarely got to travel to the city, except when he visited his parents at their hospital.

He walked around and just enjoyed himself for the day, trying out the food and even stopping to watch a few street performers either dancing or singing.

As the sun started to dip in the horizon Raiden grudgingly placed his new toys and gadgets into one of his capsules and flew off towards King Chappa's compound.

This time as he got close he made no attempt to hide his ki letting the so-called 'king' feel his presence as he entered the training ground.

As he floated down to the floor he noticed that Chappa was sitting on the floor in the center of the compound. He had his eyes closed and was seemingly deep in thought.

He waited for a few minutes to see if it was just pretense but after Chappa still didn't react he finally let his presence be known by softly clearing his throat.

He watched as king Chappa's eyes shot open and he stared at Raiden with a small frown on his face.

They measured each other through their eyes for a few moments before King Chappa stood up and broke the silence.

" I will agree to your offer to a trade," he declared. "But first I need to know what I'm giving in return."

Raiden hesitated before answering Chappa," In return I want you to train me in martial arts," he said softly as his face turned a shade redder.

King Chappa burst into a hearty laugh as the expression on his face turned to one of amusement, "I have seen your prowess in ki yesterday, what could I possibly teach you that would benefit you?"

"While it is true that I am well versed in using ki. My experience in actual martial arts is ... almost nonexistent. I spent so much time mastering ki that I had no time to actually learn martial arts that would let me utilize the ki to its full extent," Raiden explained.

"And how long would I have you to teach you martial arts for? If you want to get to my level that might take years," questioned Chappa with a hint of suspicion in his voice.

'Wow even though I'm a cautious person this king Chappa acts like he's got a stick up his ass 24/7. Not everyone is out to get him' he thought.

"Don't worry I only want you to train me for the next 7 and a half months, and in that time I will teach you basic ki control," said Raiden as he stuck out his hand to seal the deal.

"Ahh 7 and a half months, I think I might all well give you the world martial arts champion title right now," muttered King Chappa as he reluctantly reached out and gave Raiden a firm handshake.

"Who knows, you might be able to beat me after that long, I am teaching you how to use ki after all," said Raiden with a smirk on his face.

Raiden had thought King Chappa's training would be different from Master Roshi's and in a way he was right. At first, they focused mainly on his form and movement as Chappa slowly introduced him to martial arts. Shift your right foot two inches, raise your hands diagonally 1 in, Raiden was surprised at how passionate Chappa was about his teachings. They had been training and teaching each other for a month and Raiden had improved massively.

Little did he know Chappa was just as surprised at how quickly and furiously Raiden was absorbing information and techniques. He was like a sponge as he advanced through the martial art styles that Chappa practiced, the multi-arm technique. In fact, you could already see a phantom hand appear when Raiden stuck out.

Raiden knew that in the end the number of hands that you could make appear didn't have anything to do with technique, it was just based on how fast the individual was. If he remembered correctly one of King Piccolo's minions had killed king Chappa and mocked him by using 100 phantom hands when he did it.

Still, the technique wasn't without its uses. It let him strike out efficiently when he attacked, learning how to target an opponent's vital points while he did so.

Still, there were parts that Chappa couldn't teach him, his way of martial arts focused on the arms and precise striking, what Raiden needed the most right now was a way to evade attacks.

Although he hated to admit it, his biggest weakness right now was his weak body. If he could create distance between him and who he was fighting he would be able to use his ki to attack from range. But from close up, he was no different than an average 10-year-old.

'No not an average 10-year-old,' he thought. Even though he had had only 1 month of training even he could tell he was advancing at an astounding pace. Chappa seemed more and more surprised almost every day and his once sloppy and horrible battle sense had quickly improved through constant spars with Chappa.

Even though he lost those spars handily, mostly because Chappa had told him not to use Ki, for the sake of 'training'.

Of course, he was not the only one improving, he had started to teach Chappa how to use his ki and while his pace wasn't as fast as Raiden's, he was still improving rapidly. Within a few days he could float, and now a month he could fly pretty easily, albeit nowhere near at the speed Raiden could.

It had been a little over 2 months after Raiden had started his training and he woke up at the usual designated time of 6 A.M to begin his routine for the day. As he walked to the training ground he noticed something was different.

Chappa was standing there as usual but there was a sickly sweet smile on his face that didn't suit his 6-foot frame.

"Good Morning Raiden, Good Morning," he greeted Raiden with a laugh.

Immediately he knew something was wrong, this was far too different from Chappa's usual stoic behavior.

"What are we doing today," asked Raiden bluntly.

The smile on Chappa's face only grew wider giving him a Joker-like expression.

"It's not what WE are doing today, it's what you are," Chappa said happily.

Raiden raised an eyebrow questioningly, whatever Chappa had planned he didn't like it.

'Bastard' Raiden couldn't help but curse Chappa again in his read as he ran as fast as he could while taking deep gasping breaths. Finally, he found cover as he dived behind a boulder and watched a stray dinosaur run past where he had been just a second ago.

He now knew why Chappa had been so happy when he says him this morning, he had a new type of training ready for him. Survival Training.

He had flown with Raiden west of the south capitol and dropped him off in a forest that stretched as far as the eye could see. He only had one goal and that was to stay for 5 months alone in the jungle and fend for himself.

Raiden had to admit it was a good way to deal with the aspect of evading your enemy he had told Chappa about, but he didn't have to be happy about it.

He had been in this godforsaken jungle for nearly 2 days and hadn't had anything to eat the whole time. He could have easily used ki to hunt and cook monster meat but noooo that would be far too easy Chappa had said.

He had been drinking water from rivers and streams that flowed through the forest but if he didn't find food soon he would be in trouble.

He trudged through the forest moving shrubbery and loose branches that were in the way. He was following a stream downhill hoping it would lead to a lake so he could find some easy food to catch. Of course, he had tried fishing in the streams but animes and mangas make it look much easier than it really was, and as soon had he managed to catch a fish in his hands it slipped out just as fast.

As he made his way through the forest he caught a whiff of something he couldn't ignore, cooked meat. He followed the scent through the forest until he found a small clearing surround a rocky outcrop.

When he stepped into the clearing he was greeted by a huge piece of meat hanging over a raging fire. The meat smelled pretty much cooked and his mouth couldn't help but water at the apparent meal that had just been handed to him on a platter.

As he used the multi-arm technique to cut off a piece of meat from the giant slab, he couldn't help but feel a sense of deja vu, as if he had seen this exact situation before.

After days of not eating Raiden never thought such plainly cooked unseasoned food could taste so heavenly. He took his time eating savoring the food, and also because he knew that if he ate too quickly after his stomach had shrunk he could get sick.

After all, he wasn't like those blasted Saiyans who could eat mountains of food and not be affected at all.

As Raiden ate he was so focused on the food he lost track of his surroundings that he didn't notice someone else walk into the clearing with rather heavy steps.

"Stop you thief, get your hands off my breaktis." Yelled a loud gruff voice from the edge of the clearing.

Raiden looked up from what remained of his slice of meat and checked who was yelling at him.

Standing at the edge of the clearing was a slightly obese young man wearing a red sleeveless robe. He had a black sash tied around his bulging belly and attached to it was a samurai sword that hung by his waist. He had a mane of wild black hair and small beady eyes that looked too small for his rather round face.

Raiden stood up and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Of course, someone was cooking the food, why would it just be in the middle of the woods otherwise. He recognized Yajirobe from the dragon ball manga of course, but he was such a minor character he didn't remember much about him.

"Ahh I'm sorry I was lost and hungry, I didn't know it was your food." Raiden apologized.

Yajirobe looked at the kid and the small slice of meat missing from the huge slab and realized there was no point getting too angry, especially since the 'thief' was just a little kid.

Yajirobe moved forward next to the rest of the meat, he sliced off a large piece, big as his head, and started eating it hungrily. " Is alrid kid, hw yu gt los?" He said with his mouth full.

Raiden tried not to cringe at the slob of a man in front of him. "I'm here to train for the upcoming world martial arts tournament," he said, " I was supposed to be doing survival training, but I didn't know how to catch my own food," he admitted.

Yajirobe laughed at the predicament Raiden found himself in. "Well, that's too bad kid." He said as he cut himself another slice.

Raiden knew this was his only chance to get help in this hell so he took it, "Please can you help? Just with how to catch and cook food?" he begged.

Yajirobe shook his head.

"You already took my food kid, what else do you want? I'm not in the mood to babysit" Yajirobe said still focused on his food.

Raiden racked his brain, how could he convince Yajirobe to help him? His eyes lit up as he remembered something from the Dragon Ball anime.

"If you help me I promise to buy you food at the best restaurant in the south capitol," he said with a smile.

Yajirobe looked up from his food, he had finally caught the fat man's attention.

"Best restaurant? Why should I go with you when I have all the food I need right here?" Yajirobe questioned.

Raiden smiled. He knew he had Yajirobe hooked already. " Because I can guarantee that it will take at least 10 times better. I'm not saying you're a bad cook, but the people there do it for a living."

Yajirobe stood up and dusted off his clothes, " How do I know you'll keep up your end of the deal."

"Because I have the money for your meal ready right here." Raiden brought out one of his capsules and squeezed it. Out came a stack of paper bills that equaled about 50 thousand Zeni. It was all the money his parents had given him for his trip and he had yet to use much of it.

Yajirobe's eyes widened at the money but before he could get any ideas Raidens quickly put it back into the Capsule. "Believe me now?" He asked.

"Rich bastard," Yajirobe muttered. "Alright kid we have a deal, I'll teach you how to fend for yourself in the forest, and in return, you owe me a meal."

Raiden prowled through the undergrowth as silently as he could taking care not to step on any stay branches. It had been 2 months since he started training in the forest with Yajirobe and all of it had been hell.

Every time he messed up when they were hunting or searching for food Yarijobe would go into a rage and demand they spar as 'training'. He would then proceed to beat Raiden up to release the anger of him losing their food, and the man hit like a truck. Never before had Raiden seen someone so obsessed with a meal.

But it wasn't for nothing. While he was with Chappa he had learned how to strike and fight efficiently and precisely as was king Chappa's style. But with Yajirobe it was different.

Yajirobe didn't teach him any martial arts, he doubted the man knew any, when he fought it was pretty much just a brawl. But he did learn how to move quickly and silently. How to sense for danger at any given moment, and to keep track of his surroundings. Living in the forest was dangerous and Yajirobe was accustomed to it. Raiden was still surprised at how fast the man moved given his overly large frame.

Raiden had also tried to teach Yajirobe how to use ki because of all the help he had given him and Yajirobe had quickly agreed after Raiden gave him the same demonstration he gave king Chappa.

But the man showed almost no talent for it. Meditation was the most challenging for him, mostly because he couldn't sit still and focus long enough to channel his ki. He did have success in using his ki mid spars unconsciously when he channeled it through his sword, but other than that he was unable to use it.

Raiden knew he was supposed to spend the rest of the time until the Tournament in the forest but after about 4 months he thought he had done enough. His body wasn't improving much physically, same as usual. And his senses and instincts were now fine-tuned to react to danger at a moment's notice.

He decided he would leave early and spend the rest of the time training his ki for the future while continuing to work on his martial arts at king Chappa's compound.

Of Course, he had promised Yajirobe a meal, so carrying him by his shirt, Raiden had no intention of hugging him, he started the long journey back to south city.

"How much longer till we get there," asked Yajirobe for what Raiden could have sworn was the 100th time since they started their flight back to south capitol.

"I already told you, it'll take at least 1 more day to get there, so stop complaining. I know you're just angry because your hungry, like always." Raiden said with a smirk.

Raiden heard Yajirobe mutter something about bratty children but ignored him. He was scouting the land below to find somewhere they could camp for the night.

"We can land for the day and get some food, I hope you're happy now," said Raiden as he flew down to a small clearing he stopped with from decent cover. When he reached a few feet above the floor he let go of Yajirobe and heard his hit the ground with a satisfying thump.

Yajirobe quickly scrambled to his feet and glared at him but Raiden just smirked, there wasn't anything Yajirobe could do when he was still in the sir.

"Alright alright calm down," said Raiden as he floated down to the ground. He threw out his capsule with camping and cooking gear. "If your angry let's spar it's good stress relief." He added.

 

Yajirobe stood up like he was about to agree but then plopped down back on the floor. "No way I'm too hungry, I haven't eaten all day."

'Dam this fatass, he ate just a few hours ago' Raiden thought with a frown.

"I'll tell you what, if you win the spar I'll go hunt for some more food. But if I win you have to do it. Also, I'm gonna go all out." Raiden bargained.

Yajirobe's eyes lit up at the mention of food, got into a fighting stance, and motioned towards Raiden " Don't complain when you lose."

Raiden also set himself in a fight stance, albeit a different one than that of Yajirobe's. Yajirobe's style was pretty wild, while Raiden liked to use Chappa's precise striking. Although he had changed the stance a little bit, to allow for more movement.

Silence filled the area as the two eyes each other up, waiting for someone to make the first move.

Then with a flash Rajirobe charged forward appearing next to Raiden. The man was built like a truck and hit like one too, but moved with impossible speed for someone of his build.

Yajirobe kicked towards Raiden's side and Raiden was forced to block the kick with his leg. He then pivoted on his other leg a sent a kick towards Yajirobe temple. Yajirobe dodged by leaning backward and transitioned into a backflip as he retreated.

Yajirobe got back into a fighting stance and frowned at Raiden, " You're using ki" he said accusingly.

Raiden smiled in response, " I did say I was going all out. Anyway, I wouldn't be able to keep up with you if I didn't use ki."

"hnn, "Yajirobe grunted as he unsheathed his sword. If the brat was going to use ki, then he would go all out too.

As they both got into battle stances again Raiden was the one who attacked first. He pointed a finger towards Yajirobe shooting a small beam of ki at him.

Yajirobe dodged by side stepping but his eyes widened when he didn't see Raiden in front of him. He felt a sharp pain in his back as he flew headfirst into a nearby rock.

Yajirobe stuck his sword into the floor to slow his momentum and quickly turned in time to block another kick from a quickly approaching Raiden.

He then slashed out with his sword forced Raiden to retreat due to the difference in range.

"That's just cheating, how am I even meant to get close," Raiden grumbled.

He quickly rolled as Yajirobe once again charged forward this time slashing and stabbing with his sword. Raiden was forced on the backfoot as he dodged and weaved the dangerous weapon.

Raiden tried to get Yajirobe to retreat using a ki blast but the man kept slashing at his arms when he tried to aim. At close range, Yajirobe was at a big advantage with his sword.

Using a flash of inspiration Raiden dodged another sword slash and open his mouth as wide as possible. Yajirobe was stunned as Raiden's mouth started to glow with bright yellow light and was forced to duck an upcoming ki blast.

He quickly jumped backward and slashed towards the figure of Raiden that was quickly approaching.

His eyes widen when his katana went clean through Raiden, his image becoming blurry.

He felt a hand on his back and sighed in defeat.

"You better get started looking for dinner," Raiden teased.

"Stupid brat with all his ki blasts and fancy techniques," Yajirobe muttered as he walked into the woods looking for dinner.

After eating a full dinner that Yajirobe caught and cooked Raiden got comfy down in his tent with a satisfied look on his face.

He had finally managed to beat the fat bastard and also his use of his ki during the fight was pretty much perfect.

He had taken a bit of Chappa's striking style and Yajirobe brawler style and combined them with his ki oriented style to make his own new style.

'And I still have a few months to perfect it,' he thought as he slowly fell asleep.

When Raiden and Yajirobe finally reached south city they headed straight for king Chappa's compound.

It had been a long journey and Raiden had enough of sleeping on the hard floor after months in a jungle. They reached the compound and Raiden dropped Yajirobe on the floor and collapsed in the room he had in the dojo.

When he awoke the next day the first thing Chappa wanted to do was of course spar. Chappa had been excited to see how strong Raiden had gotten, especially if he was confident enough to end his training early for it.

The fight was over before it had even started. Raiden who was used to Yajirobe's blinding speeds appeared in a flash behind Chappa's and gave him a small chop to the back of his neck, knocking him out.

Chappa woke up enraged that he was beaten so easily, then challenged Yajirobe to a match.

This one turned out much like the last with Yajirobe not being as gentle, simply punching Chappa in the gut. Chappa bent over holding his stomach in pain, but at the same time looking at Raiden and Yajirobe in disbelief.

"H-How did you get stronger so fast? And where did a find a freak like him to train with?" He said gesturing to Yajirobe while still grimacing from the pain in his stomach.

"Well it's a long story, but pretty much I stole his food, then promised him more food," said Raiden with a laugh.

"And what about you, how did you get so much faster? Last time you were here we were pretty much even when you didn't use your ki blasts."

"That's because the training in the forest did what it was supposed to do. All of my footwork and senses got better. Also, I refined my control over ki, letting me focus it almost instantly. For example, what I did just now was focus it on my feet and legs letting me flash forward with a burst of speed." Raiden answered.

Chappa's head drooped in defeat. Not only had he been defeated by Raiden, who he already knew was going to be stronger than him. He was also defeated by a random fat man! The humiliation.

Chappa gave Raiden and Yajirobe one last look before turning around and going back to his training. His progress with ki had slowed and he didn't know what the bottleneck was. "Hopefully I don't meet them until the final," he muttered as he walked away.

Raiden couldn't help but laugh at Chappa's plight as he also started to stretch, he still had 2 months to train before the tournament and he would use it.

Raiden glanced at Yajirobe who seemed confused about what to do, "Aren't you also going to train?" He asked.

"No, never have before," Yajirobe replied with a grunt.

Raiden couldn't help but curse the fat bastard in his head, how had he gotten so strong without ever training before. But he did live in the wild, maybe being in constant danger all the time was training enough.

"Here," Raiden said while handing Yajirobe a few thousand Zeni. " Go explore the city or something. Just don't stay here looking like a lost child at a mall"

"Mall?" Yajirobe muttered as he snatched the money out of Raiden's hand and walked away.

Raiden smiled looking at the now empty lot, finally, he could practice in peace.

He got into a meditative position and slowly floated off the ground focusing his ki. This idea had been nagging him for a couple of days now, since his last spar with Yajirobe.

He slowly drew his ki out onto his hand where he willed it into the shape of a ball. Slowly but surely the ki turned into a small ball in the palm of his hand.

He had gotten the idea by seeing Yajirobe use his sword and the way he channeled ki through it when he attacked, whether he did it consciously or unconsciously, Raiden wasn't sure.

If Yajirobe could use his ki outside of his body, then so could Raiden. The whole problem he had was having a vast pool of ki inside of him, but his body being too weak to utilize the ki. So what if he took his body out of the equation?

What if he kept the ki out of his body and learned to hold his ki out of his body. Then even if his body couldn't handle the use of his ki it wouldn't matter.

The only problem was that his body would still be a weakness, if it continued to improve at the rate it was, he would get killed with just one punch in the future. But he could worry about that later.

Raiden willed as much ki as he could out of his body and forced it into his hand. The process was slow and tedious, if he went too fast he could cause his arm to explode from the overload of ki running through it.

After hours of drawing the ki out of his body, Raiden opened his eyes from his meditation and looked at the enormous ball of Ki in his hand. It was almost as big as himself and measuring the amount of ki Raiden put in it, it could blow up a whole mountain.

Raiden frowned, he couldn't just go around carrying a huge ball of ki around with him, there would be no point, how would fight like that?. He once again closed his eyes and tried to control and condense the ball of Ki in his hand. It started to slowly decrease in size and grow heavier as the ki got denser.

Then out of nowhere, a droplet of water hit Raiden on the head. It started raining and the massive focus Raiden was putting into maintaining the ball of ki in his hands was shattered.

Raiden opened his eyes in panic as he felt himself starting to lose control.

'Shit'

If the ki exploded now it would create a blast that would level miles around it, killing Raiden and thousands if not hundreds of thousands in the process.