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Dragon Ball S

In a parallel reality, a world full of magic and adventure exists, it's in this world where one can make a wish to the dragon god! To do so, all you have to do is gather the Dragon Balls, but can you do it? Do you have the strength to roam the most dangerous of the lands, the power to defeat the most treacherous of the villains, and the willpower to endure the harshest of the environments? For your dreams, how much would you be willing to sacrifice?

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Chapter 4 - Fighting the thugs

A/N: Read the author note at the end of the chapter, it's important.

"You brat! Do you think you can just do whatever you want and nobody is going to care? Humph! I shall teach a lesson on your parents' behalf!" The thug laughed and threw a punch.

Tights was so scared that she jumped back in fear, thinking that he was trying to attack her. Her judgment was correct, but to her surprise, a hand as fast as a bullet blocked the path!

"You coward! How dare you try to hit an innocent girl! She might be annoying but that doesn't give you the right to hit her!"

"Uwaaah!? H-he stopped my fist!"

While the three of them were stunned by Masato's abilities, he wasted no time and attacked, his powerful punch hit the man's forehead and threw him back!

Caught off guard, he had no time to react and took the full force of that punch, blood spilled out from his nose as he fell on the ground.

"Damn you kid, now you're in trouble!" A man with a sword unsheathed stepped forward and slashed at Masato.

Seeing this, the crowd that gathered around after noticing the commotion cried in fear! Were they really trying to kill a little kid!?

Masato, however, wasn't frightened, he had experience with martial arts from his previous life.

Judging from the movement of the man's arm he accurately predicted the path of the sword and easily avoided it. Masato then rushed towards the man and closed the distance between them!

"Shit!" Without distance between him and the boy, the man had too little space to maneuver the weapon and could only throw it away in order to fight the kid head-on.

On the side, the other thug snickered and raised his Mace ready to attack! How could he not use the opportunity when the kid was distracted? He might be a good fighter, but surely he couldn't have an eye on the back of his head, right?

Swinging the Mace, he went for a blunt hit on Masato's back, but right before the weapon could hit, Masato that had been controlling the flow of the battle exchanged places with the man he was fighting and used his own body as a meat shield!

"Aaggh! You bastard, pay attention to who you're attacking! God damn it!"

"Fuck, it's who is messing up! Why did you get on the fucking way!?"

Trading blows, Masato and the man seemed to be on equal grounds, but a keen eye would have noticed how the number of times Masato had to parry a blow was far less than that of the man as he was much more agile and could easily avoid most of his attacks.

As the man had to take much more punches than him, his face eventually swallowed and his friend could only fume with anger as he could never get close enough to fight due to Masato changing places all the time and keeping him behind his current adversary!

"Fuck, kill this kid already!"

Just as he cried in anger, Masato laughed and landed the last blow on his friend, a punch at the man's little friend, the power was such that his eyes shot up and hid behind their orbit. With only those white eyeballs visible, he fell face-first to the ground.

In his excitement, Masato failed to notice the last man's actions. As a result, he was hit head-on by a Mace and flew a few meters behind!

The man laughed loudly as he gave the boy a deadly look. "That's it, kid! Do you think you can mess with our gang and get out unscathed? I will smash your head!"

"No! Masato, stand up!" Tights shouted with fear, as Masato was still lying down on the ground when the man swung down his Mace to hit him.

To the surprise of both of them, Masato rolled to the side at the last moment and jumped on his feet with a spinning kick that hit the man right on his jaw, throwing him back with ease!

"Agghhh! Fuck!" Spitting some blood, he turned to look at Masato and sucked a mouthful of cold air as he noticed a kick flying towards his head!.

Just like that, he was hit once more on the head and fell as well. In less than five minutes, three grown adults had fought and lost against a ten-year-old kid!

Panting slightly, Masato wiped the blood off of the corner of his mouth and went back to Tights.

"Hey, you okay?"

Tights nodded a little absentmindedly before raising her eyebrow in surprise. "Hey, why are you looking for a martial arts school if you already fight so well!?"

Masato sighed and laughed slightly. "If you think that what I did is impressive, that's because you've never seen real martial artists, it took me so long just to defeat those three guys, and they don't even know how to do anything but to mindlessly punch, I would never be able to win against three experienced martial artists alone."

Tights nodded but didn't believe him yet, in her mind, there was a limit to human capabilities. She wasn't that wrong, but when other factors such as Ki are involved, things can take another turn.

At that moment, the crowd recovered from their astonishing status and started clapping and cheering. None of them had good experiences with those gangs. They are all violent and cause trouble all the time.

When Masato taught them a lesson, the bystanders felt like it was then fighting and kicking their assess, how could they not be excited?

But because they thought the kid would be in trouble they had already called the police, and that explained the increasingly loud sound of sirens approaching.

Sorry for the short chapter guys, I'm really trying but I have quite a few difficult tests to do this week in my college, if I don't do well, I'll have to do them again next semester, so, it will take a few days till I can publish chapters of the normal size...

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