Chapter 14: The Power of One Strike, Scared Stiff
The villagers, seeing Oolong's anger, began whispering among themselves.
"It's over!"
"This kid dares to challenge Oolong, he's probably going to be killed!"
"I'm really worried he might accidentally get crushed by Oolong!"
"Such a fine young lad, it would be too pitiful if he died!"
"Ah, why did I let an outsider stand up for our village? This is too unfair."
"Ah, such a young child about to die, what a shame!"
"That kid isn't even as tall as Oolong's knee, yet he dares to point at Oolong? He's really asking for death!"
"What a pity..."
Seeing Goku take out his Power Pole and point it at him, Oolong drew a large sword.
Sunlight glinted off the blade, reflecting a cold gleam that seemed to radiate killing intent.
The villagers almost had to cover their eyes.
They couldn't bear to see this little fellow get chopped into mincemeat by Oolong.
Oolong had no real strength—he was all bark and no bite.
He continued blustering, "Hmph! You dare to provoke me?"
"You'll regret making me angry!"
"I'll show you how powerful I am!"
Goku crooked his finger, "Stop talking so much. Come at me!"
Insulted, Oolong flew into a rage, swinging his large sword at Goku.
His massive frame and the cold, gleaming blade indeed created a strong sense of pressure.
His acting was so convincing that even Bulma, who knew Oolong's true capabilities, felt a twinge of nervousness.
Similarly, the villagers inside their houses, seeing the enraged Oolong take action, were wide-eyed with shock.
They seemed to envision the small figure being split in two by the large sword.
Intense fear made them foresee the tragic scene of little Goku being beheaded.
Speechless panic surged in their hearts, making their scalps tingle!
Several young village girls—those with both age and looks that made them prime targets for Oolong's kidnappings—watched the small Goku, nervously clenching their hands into fists and pressing them to their mouths.
"Little hero, please don't die!"
Some girls were even so frightened their legs gave way, kneeling inside their homes.
They seemed to see little Goku's doom approaching.
One girl turned and said, "Father, maybe I should go out and agree to marry Oolong!"
"It's too pitiful to let him die!"
Her parent immediately stopped her from talking nonsense.
"Don't be ridiculous. Stay hidden."
"Oolong is already angry—no one can save him now."
Just as Oolong's large sword was about to strike Goku's neck, Goku tilted his head slightly, effortlessly dodging the blow.
Oolong's speed was too slow, especially in Goku's eyes—it was like watching slow motion.
In the next instant, Goku spoke: "You're too slow. You're obviously weak!"
As he spoke, Goku leaped up, swinging the Power Pole with both hands in a wide arc toward Oolong.
Bulma cried out in alarm: "Goku, don't kill him!"
Naturally, Goku had no intention of taking his life and deliberately slowed the Power Pole just a fraction.
Oolong also took advantage of his slowed speed, narrowly retreating backward to dodge this overhead strike.
However, while Oolong managed to evade, the Power Pole slammed fiercely into the ground right in front of him.
In an instant, a deafening sound erupted, shaking the entire village.
The ferocious impact sent waves of air rippling outward, the powerful attack stirring up a violent gust.
"Crack!"
"Cr-cr-crack…"
Following the direction of the Power Pole, the bluestone pavement on the street instantly split open with a long fissure, stretching beyond the village until it vanished from sight.
Everyone collectively gasped in shock.
What an incredible strike!
Just as the crowd marveled at the boundless power of this blow, the crack in the ground widened further, forming a half-meter-wide crevice.
Seeing this, Oolong's legs went weak, and he no longer dared to look Goku in the eye.
He couldn't fathom how such a small kid before him could be so formidable.
This single strike could shatter mountains and split rocks—its power far exceeded his imagination.
He struggled to comprehend that if this blow had landed on him, his bones would likely have been pulverized to dust.
If it were an ordinary enemy, Oolong would have long since transformed into a bird and flown away.
But, faced with such a ferocious attack, he lost the courage to escape.
He's too powerful; there's no escaping.
"Thud!"
Oolong abruptly knelt before Goku, kowtowing repeatedly with loud thumps.
"Spare me, mighty hero!!!"
"Please, don't kill me! I confess!"
Goku smoothly sheathed the Power Pole on his back and turned to Bulma.
"All settled!"
"Bulma, you take it from here!"
Bulma let out a sigh of relief and nodded.
She was somewhat astonished—Goku was even more powerful than in his previous life.
At such a young age, he could already split the earth with a single strike.
She had been sweating bullets for Oolong just moments before.
She had truly feared Goku might strike Oolong dead with that blow.
But Goku's prowess just now was no joke—it was downright awesome.
At this moment, Oolong had transformed into his piglet form, pitifully kneeling before Goku and Bulma.
Additionally, his pants were now soaked.
The villagers, having witnessed Goku's invincible strike and Oolong frightened out of his wits, also lost their fear of Oolong and stepped out of their homes.
"Young man, your martial arts are incredible!"
"Absolutely! That strike just now was so cool!"
"Young man, are you looking for a wife?"
"If so, once my daughter is rescued, I'll let her marry you."
"You have no idea—she's always admired great heroes. She'd even be willing to be a secondary wife."
Another villager nearby immediately chimed in, "My daughter wasn't kidnapped by Oolong, so she's definitely pure."
"How about considering my daughter as your future wife?"
As he spoke, he pulled his daughter forward.
A delicate young girl, blushing and bowing her head, too shy to look at Goku.
Unexpectedly, yet another villager tugged his daughter through the crowd.
"Young man, you should consider my daughter instead."
"Look at her—wide hips, great for bearing children. A sure win!"
Seeing the villagers' proposals, Bulma's face darkened.
"Enough!"
The moment Bulma's voice rang out, the air instantly fell silent.
From Goku's display, they had learned not to judge by appearances.
If little Goku was this formidable, and this girl came with him, she might be even more powerful.
It seemed they all understood—
Goku must be someone important to her, and they must not provoke her.