Amid laughter and celebration, the festivities in Radish Town carried on well into the night.
As the hours passed, many of the exhausted guests drifted into their tents to rest, leaving barely half the crowd still gathered around the festival grounds.
Suddenly, Alvin’s younger brother leaped onto a chair and shouted excitedly,
“Come on, everyone!
Let’s have a match!”
“You should all team up against my big brother and give him a proper beating!”
The boy cheered enthusiastically, eager to see the world-saving hero of the day finally get knocked around.
“He deserves it!”
“He always steals my allowance!
Help me teach him a lesson!”
Alvin’s little sister blinked mischievously before joining in, clasping her hands together and pleading adorably with the older brothers and sisters around her.
“You two little troublemakers…”
Alvin sighed, then flicked each of them on the forehead.
“Ow!”
The siblings immediately covered their foreheads, tears welling in their eyes as everyone burst into laughter.
Master Roshi wandered back from somewhere nearby, finally abandoning his lecherous grin and speaking seriously for once.
“Go ahead.”
“All of you fight Alvin together.”
“Testing each other’s strength is the fastest way to understand your own shortcomings.”
“Only then can you improve.”
“I guess that’s fine.”
Yamcha grinned at Alvin.
“But try not to hit too hard.”
“And if possible…
don’t punch my face.”
Everyone laughed as they climbed onto the makeshift stage while the rest of the townspeople gathered below to watch.
The rules were the same as the World Martial Arts Tournament:
Anyone knocked off the stage—or rendered unable to continue—would lose.
Standing alone at one end of the stage, Alvin smiled at the group facing him.
“This platform isn’t exactly sturdy.”
“So watch your footing.”
“If you smash the stage apart and fall off yourselves, don’t blame me.”
Goku cracked his knuckles confidently.
“I’ve gotten a lot stronger after training at Korin Tower.”
“This time, I’m definitely going to beat you.”
His ki had already surpassed that of the aged King Piccolo, and he was brimming with confidence.
“Begin!”
Master Roshi announced loudly.
The audience erupted into cheers.
To Alvin’s amusement, almost everyone—including his own parents—was cheering for the team opposing him.
His father and mother clearly found the idea of seeing their son lose rather entertaining.
Only one voice rang out in his support.
“Go, Alvin!”
Lazuli shouted without hesitation.
Although everyone had been joking moments earlier, the instant the match began, every fighter turned serious.
Chiaotzu and Tien attacked from Alvin’s right, working together with perfect coordination.
Yamcha and Krillin rushed in from the left.
Meanwhile, Goku—the strongest among them—charged straight down the middle.
“So fast!”
“They’re incredible!”
“Those kids are only twelve or thirteen, and they’re already this powerful?”
The townspeople stared in amazement.
Few of them had ever witnessed martial artists of this caliber.
“The mayor’s son is unbelievable!”
“He’s holding off five elite fighters all by himself!”
Figures flashed across the stage like blurs.
Punches and kicks collided in rapid succession.
Every so often, the combatants leaped twenty or even thirty meters into the air before crashing back down to continue fighting.
The breathtaking spectacle left the audience roaring with excitement.
Even Alvin’s own family watched with mouths hanging open.
They already knew Alvin had become extraordinarily strong.
After all, he had saved the world from the Demon King and even earned the Guardian’s personal guidance.
But seeing his strength with their own eyes…
They finally understood just how powerful he had truly become.
Among everyone present, only Master Roshi could truly follow the battle.
To everyone else, the fighters were nothing more than blurs flashing across the stage.
“Humans…
can actually become this strong?”
someone in the audience muttered in disbelief.
“Taking on all five members of the group at once is too much.
I need to thin their numbers first.”
Alvin endured one of Goku’s punches head-on before spinning around and driving a powerful kick into Chiaotzu, sending him flying off the platform.
Without missing a beat, he turned to intercept the attacks of the remaining four.
Originally, he had planned to eliminate Krillin and Yamcha next.
Unfortunately, Goku’s relentless assault left him no opportunity.
Although Alvin’s battle power was slightly higher than Goku’s, Goku’s relentless offensive pressure made it impossible to ignore the Saiyan prodigy’s attacks.
Since Alvin had already defeated Chiaotzu earlier that month and inherited his battle power once before, the system’s inheritance ability couldn’t activate again.
Landing beside Master Roshi, Chiaotzu quietly watched the match.
“Alvin…
has gotten even stronger.”
He remembered their very first sparring session.
Back then, Alvin hadn’t been nearly this overwhelming.
At least then, Chiaotzu had been able to put up some resistance.
Now…
The gap between them felt insurmountable.
Alvin laughed as he shifted toward Yamcha.
“Yamcha, your injured leg still needs time to heal.”
“I’m just helping you out.”
“No need to thank me.”
Before Yamcha could react, Alvin’s fist connected cleanly, knocking him off the stage.
[Defeated Yamcha]
[Power Level: +26]
The newly gained battle power also restored a portion of Alvin’s stamina, putting him in an even better mood.
“That guy’s unbelievable…”
“He beats people up and rubs salt in the wound.”
Yamcha grumbled while Master Roshi helped him to his feet.
Bulma, still annoyed after Yamcha’s behavior throughout the evening, completely ignored his complaints.
Instead, she stood beside Lazuli and Lapis, watching the battle unfold.
With fewer participants, the fight didn’t slow down.
If anything…
It became even fiercer.
Goku’s strength was steadily increasing.
Little by little, he was catching up to Alvin’s speed.
Although Alvin still hadn’t gone all out, Goku’s rapid improvement forced him to take the fight more seriously.
“Looks like the remaining effects of the Ultra Divine Water are finally kicking in.”
Alvin recalled everything Goku had told him about Korin Tower.
Just as in the original timeline, Goku had drunk the Ultra Divine Water, awakening his latent potential and reaching a level comparable to the youthful King Piccolo. Find the original chapter at g.com.
The only difference was that he had never experienced the life-and-death battle that would normally push that newfound power to its limits.
“Since Piccolo’s already gone…”
“I’ll help bring out the rest of that power.”
“Haaah!”
A tremendous surge of ki erupted from Alvin.
Brilliant white energy burst from his body like a raging storm, blasting Goku, Tien, and Krillin backward.
The spectators stared in complete confusion.
None of them understood what they had just witnessed.
Master Roshi explained calmly,
“Alvin’s strength has reached a level where he can release his ki externally.”
“That aura alone is powerful enough to repel several opponents at once.”
His words left Alvin’s family utterly stunned.
“…Is that really my son?”
“…Is that really my big brother?”
They felt as though reality itself had become unfamiliar.
It had only been a few days since they’d died.
Not years.
Not decades.
Yet somehow…
The world had completely changed.
They knew Alvin loved martial arts.
Before all of this, he couldn’t even break a sandbag with a punch.
Now…
He was effortlessly holding off several elite martial artists at once.
And with nothing more than the aura surrounding his body…
He had blown three of them away.
The entire scene felt more like a dream than reality.
The instant the three opponents were forced back, Alvin shot straight toward Krillin.
“Off you go.”
Krillin simply wasn’t strong enough.
Before he could even react, Alvin’s punch launched him clean off the stage.
[Defeated Krillin]
[Power Level: +24]
Dodging Goku’s charge, Alvin instantly changed direction and closed in on Tien.
Tien still possessed roughly the same strength he’d displayed during the World Martial Arts Tournament—around 180 battle power.
But both Alvin and Goku had already surpassed that level.
Tien defended with everything he had.
It wasn’t enough.
A single exchange later, he too was knocked from the platform.
[Power Level: +36]
Now…
Only Alvin and Goku remained on the stage.
Neither of them attacked.
An unusual silence settled over the arena.
Then Alvin looked toward Master Roshi with a grin.
“Grandpa Roshi…”
“Let’s forget the ring-out rule.”
“This stage isn’t sturdy enough.”
“If we’re going to fight…”
“I’d rather do it properly.”
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