Goku's Journey to Another World from Naruto

Chapter 334 Let me see your full power (7.4k, End of this volume)

Snapped! !

"Wukong scores! The score is now tied!"

Snapped! !

"Echizen scores! Set point!"

Snapped! !

"Wukong scores! The score is now tied!"

Snapped! !

"Wukong scores! We've secured the match point!"

After Ryoma unleashed the ultimate in perfect harmony, the match took a bizarre turn.

"Hey, hey, hey, how long has this third round been going on? It must have been a hundred or two rounds!"

Kikumaru grabbed his hair with both hands, looking like he'd seen a ghost.

When the score reaches 40-40 in a game, either player needs to win two consecutive points to win the game.

The third game between Goku and Ryoma was like this, but what was amazing was that no matter who got the game point, the other would successfully tie it, and then the cycle would continue, always in a state of tying, overtaking, tying, and overtaking again.

"No, according to the statistics, this is already the 353rd round, oh no, it's the 354th round now."

Inui Sadaharu, holding a notebook, spoke expressionlessly.

"How long are they going to play this round? Are they just going to stubbornly stick to this one?" Kikumaru twitched his lips and complained helplessly.

"But then again, I didn't expect that even after Little One activated Seamless Armor, he still couldn't turn the tide. Where did that guy come from? He's too monstrous!"

Kikumaru looked at Goku, who was fighting Ryoma to a standstill, and felt a sense of relief.

Thank goodness, thank goodness this perverted guy found a little one.

If it were him, and he discovered at the beginning that the opponent was a novice, and later found that he couldn't defeat the opponent even after using all his skills, he would probably have his Dao heart broken.

On the other side of the viewing platform, Oni Jujiro and Tokugawa Kazuya watched the match below intently.

"Ghost, you saw it, didn't you?"

Tokugawa Kazuya suddenly spoke up.

Although he didn't say what he had noticed, Oni Jujiro understood what he meant and nodded slightly, saying, "Yes, that guy's strength and speed have never changed since, and have remained at the same level as Echizen Ryoma."

Before this, they could see that Goku's power and speed varied when catching certain special balls, but after Ryuma activated the Perfect Armor, Goku's power and speed seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, without any fluctuations, and remained at the same level as Ryuma.

"Moreover, he still uses only one hand," Kijuro pointed out another point.

"Hmm, this person still has a lot of strength left. Echizen Ryoma is no match for him, but it's quite unexpected that Echizen Ryoma can activate the Ten'i Seamless."

Kazuya Tokugawa watched Ryoma, who was smiling and completely absorbed in the joy of playing tennis, with a complicated expression.

He had considered opening this realm before, but without exception, all attempts ended in failure. So in the end, he chose the Asura God Path, another supreme realm.

I never imagined that I would see someone here now opening up this legendary realm.

Is it "flawless"?

The ghost muttered expressionlessly.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed: "It looks like this match is almost over."

On the field, Goku and Ryoma had already fought countless rounds.

These rounds all belong to the third game.

In other words, the third game is still undecided.

However, at this point, it seems that the outcome of the battle is about to be revealed.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Heavy breathing echoed from the field.

Ryoma gripped the racket with both hands and planted it on the ground to ensure he wouldn't collapse due to his weak legs.

Large beads of sweat dripped down his face, his entire body was soaked in sweat, and his chest heaved violently, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Has it reached its limit? Heh."

Although he was so tired he could hardly breathe, he still managed a smile, showing no resentment towards his situation.

He's already thoroughly enjoyed the fun of tennis!

After catching his breath for a while, he looked up at Wukong and chuckled, "Hey, playing tennis is really fun, isn't it?"

Immediately, he swung his aching arms and barely managed to toss the tennis ball upwards, squeezing out the last bit of strength from his body to smash the ball hard!
call out--! !

Standing calmly on the opposite side, Wukong smiled slightly when he saw the ball coming towards him and retaliated with even more power.

Snapped! !

With a muffled thud, the ball pierced through Longma's defense with lightning speed and embedded itself firmly in the iron net.

"Wukong scores! Wukong wins the third round!"

After announcing the score, Momoshiro looked at Ryoma, who was lying on the ground exhausted and sprawled out on the ground, with a complex expression on his face.

He knew that the game was over.

Even though the score was only 2:1.

In the coffee shop, Takuya Ryuji slammed his hand on the table, making the cup shake.

"Kurobe! This guy is a true genius! No! A prodigy! An unparalleled prodigy! We must recruit him! We can't let anyone take him away!"

His eyes were filled with fervor, and he spoke with great excitement.

Compared to him, Yukio Kurobe remained calm, but upon closer inspection, one could see the lingering shock in his eyes.

Wukong's performance was too amazing. Even though he had seen countless geniuses over the years, very few could shock him like Wukong.

"Let's go, Ryuji, it's time to go see him."

He quickly closed the laptop, put it in his bag, then stood up and walked towards the door.

"It should have been done a long time ago! Come on, let's hurry up!" Takushi Ryuji immediately followed.

On the field, Ryoma lay on the ground, panting, staring blankly at the azure sky.

Although he lost, a smile remained on his lips.

At this moment, Wukong came to him, squatted down, extended his hand, and smiled at him in a friendly manner: "Thank you for letting me witness the state of selflessness."

After Ryoma activated the limit of the Perfect Uniform, he remained immersed in sensing the changes in the other person.

Therefore, his strength and speed remained at the same level as Ryoma's, without deliberately increasing his strength and speed to suppress his opponent in order to win or lose.

This also has an advantage: it allows one to experience the state of selflessness for as long as possible and to understand the inspiration it brings.

Only when a hand came into view did Longma turn his gaze away from the blue sky.

He looked at Goku for a few seconds, raised his trembling hand and shook it, chuckling softly, "You've really never played tennis before, have you?"

Wukong was about to give him some energy to help him recover his strength when he heard his question. He subconsciously let go of his hand and scratched his head: "Haha, yeah, this is my first time playing tennis. Just like you said, playing tennis is really fun."

Ryoma lowered his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Ha, that's truly sad news."

The fact that a tennis opponent who was playing for the first time defeated him when he was playing with all his might, thanks to his strong learning ability and physical qualities, left him with a complex mix of emotions.

"But hearing you say that playing tennis is a lot of fun really makes me happy."

He then smirked.

If more people can find tennis fun, then that sad news won't be so sad anymore.

On the sidelines, Kikumaru looked on in shock, his face like a cat's: "The little guy actually lost! That's just too too too unbelievable!"

Oishi sighed, "I never thought that even when Echizen used the Perfect Armor that once defeated Yukimura Seiichi, he still couldn't defeat that guy."

Fuji's eyes remained open: "Tezuka, you saw that guy's physical condition, right?"

Tezuka nodded slightly, a rare look of seriousness on his face: "I saw it. His physical abilities are truly terrifying."

Under his observation, Wukong did not shed a single drop of sweat, and his movements were exactly the same as at the beginning of the match, without the slightest sign of weakness or fatigue.

Such physical abilities were the most terrifying he had ever seen in his life.

"Let's go and meet this friend."

At his command, the Seigaku students all walked onto the court.

At this moment, there was another person beside Goku and Ryuma, namely Takeshi Momoshiro, who was acting as the referee.

He first checked Ryoma's condition, then, as if they were old friends, he put his arm around Goku's shoulder and said casually, "Goku, you're a real prodigy! You actually defeated Echizen!"

Wukong chuckled and handed over the racket in his hand: "This is all thanks to your racket."

They looked at each other, then put their arms around each other and burst into laughter in unison: "Hahahaha!!"

Ryoma, lying on the ground unable to move, had a dark expression on his face.

Hey, hey, hey, is it really okay for you to laugh like that in front of me?

Senior Tao, it looks like I'll have to show you how good I am in the next competition.

Perhaps sensing Ryoma's malice, Momoshiro Takeshi felt a chill run down his spine and stopped laughing.

Following closely behind, upon seeing Tezuka and the others approaching, he proactively introduced them to Goku: "Goku, these are our companions. This is our captain, Tezuka Kunimitsu, and this is..."

He introduced all the members of Seigaku to Goku one by one.

So Wukong introduced himself with a grin: "Hello everyone, my name is Sun Wukong, you can just call me Wukong."

Kikumaru, ever the friendly type, suddenly appeared in front of him, pinching and touching his body all over, then gasped, "Hiss—such hard muscles! Goku, how did you develop such hard muscles!"

Oishi twitched his lips, grabbed Kikumaru by the neck like a cat, and pulled him away forcefully: "Don't always do such rude things, Kikumaru!!"

After his angry rebuke, he scratched his head and gave Goku an apologetic smile: "Sorry, Goku, Kikumaru is always such a headache."

Wukong blinked and laughed nonchalantly, "It's nothing, haha."

Then he looked at Kikumaru seriously and said, "These muscles are the result of hard training."

Is it rigorous training?

Everyone was thoughtful.

To possess such terrifying physical abilities, the intensity of their training must have exceeded what is considered normal.

While they were pondering, Wukong looked around, then scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Um, do you guys have any water? I'm a little thirsty."

Everyone came to their senses.

Daishi replied, "Yes." Then he tried to take out some water from his backpack.

However, at that moment, Inui Sadaharu suddenly pulled out a bottle of green liquid, looked at Goku expressionlessly and asked, "Do you want to drink this, Goku? This is my latest Inui Juice, which can fully restore the nutrients consumed during exercise."

Swish! !

In an instant, apart from Fuji and Ryoma who was lying on the ground unable to move, everyone from Seigaku immediately retreated.

"Huh? What's wrong with you guys?"

Wukong looked around blankly, seeing everyone's faces suddenly turn bluish-purple and their expressions of fear clearly visible, and was quite puzzled.

"Wukong, that, that, that thing..."

With good intentions in mind, Momoshiro Takeshi mustered his courage and pointed to the Inui Juice in Inui Sadaharu's hand.

However, after Inui Sadaharu gave him a nonchalant look, he immediately shut his mouth, choking the rest of his words in his throat.

"This thing? What's wrong with this thing?"

Goku took the Inui Juice from Inui Sadaharu's hand and examined it curiously: "This color of drink is really rare. Is it good?"

"Mmm—it tastes so good."

Just then, Fuji took another bottle of Inui Juice from Inui Sadaharu's hand, unhesitatingly unscrewed the cap, took a big gulp, and let out a pleasurable groan.

"Ah Qian, you can let me try this new type of dry juice sooner rather than later."

Fuji smiled gently, his eyes narrowed.

Seeing his reaction, Wukong didn't hesitate any longer, unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp.

"puff--!!!"

When a bitter, astringent, fishy, ​​and disgusting taste exploded on his taste buds, Goku's eyes widened instantly, and he spat out the incense juice he hadn't yet swallowed, spraying it all over Inui Sadaharu's face.

Then, choking on his throat, he spat wildly onto the ground: "Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

It took him a long time to finally calm down. He tightened the cap on the dried juice and immediately threw it into Inui Sadaharu's arms.

"What the hell is this?! It tastes awful!!"

At this moment, his handsome face was contorted into a grimace. He swore this was the worst drink he had ever tasted in his life, even worse than coffee, which he used to hate!
"Is that so? I'm so sorry."

Despite being sprayed in the face, Inui Sadaharu remained remarkably calm, simply taking out a tissue to slowly wipe his face and glasses.

Immediately afterwards, he took out his notebook and started taking notes:

The xth generation of dry juice, test subject number one: the reaction was that it tasted bad.

Conclusion: The taste may need improvement.

After this farce ended, Wukong successfully took a normal bottle of mineral water from the boulder and gulped it down.

At that moment, Yukio Kurobe and Ryuji Takumi also arrived.

Even from a distance, Takumi Ryuji shouted, "Hey! You, the guy who defeated Echizen Ryoma! You have to join us!"

Everyone looked over upon hearing the sound, quite puzzled.

Who is this person?

As the two approached, Takumi Ryuji grabbed Goku's shoulder tightly, his eyes shining, and said, "I am Takumi Ryuji, the coach here, and behind me is Kurobe Yukio. We sincerely invite you to join our training camp."

"Here, you will receive the best training, improve your skills at the fastest speed, and become a world-class, no! The world's number one tennis player!!"

Ah? ?

Wukong blinked in bewilderment.

Just then, his stomach suddenly made a "gurgling" sound.

So he subconsciously touched his stomach and laughed awkwardly, "Haha, I feel a little hungry."

"No problem! We have plenty of good food here! Come on! I'll take you there!"

At this moment, in order to get Goku to join them, Takumi Ryuji would agree to anything.

It's just a simple matter of eating, that's not a problem at all! After all, they have a wide variety of food available in huge quantities.

"Is that so? Thank you so much."

Upon hearing that there was delicious food, Wukong's eyes lit up instantly, and he put his hands together in gratitude.

But just as Takumi Ryuji was about to take him to dinner, Kurobe Yukio, who had been silent until now, suddenly raised his hand and stopped the two of them.

"What's wrong, Kurobe?"

Tuo Zhilong asked, puzzled.

Yukio Kurobe ignored his question and looked into Goku's eyes, saying calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, you were holding back your power when you fought Ryoma Echizen, weren't you?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in Seigaku except Ryoma froze.

Kikumaru even secretly glanced at Ryoma, who had been helped up, wanting to see what his reaction would be.

As spectators, they could see Goku and Ryuma's performance more clearly than those directly involved, and naturally they could also see that Goku was holding back.

But they never mentioned it because they were afraid of hurting Ryoma's pride.

But unexpectedly, this cruel truth was suddenly revealed by Yukio Kurobe.

Seeing that everyone's expressions were a bit strange, and combining this with what Yukio Kurobe had said, Ryoma, being a smart person, naturally guessed what was going on.

Then she smiled gently and said, "What are you all worried about? Do you think I'm so fragile that I need you to cover up the truth for me?"

"Besides, do you really think I can't see that Goku is still holding back his power?"

As he spoke, he pointed at Wukong.

“Look at this guy, there wasn’t a single trace of sweat on him from beginning to end. It’s so obvious, you don’t think I’m blind, do you?”

Upon hearing this, Oishi, Kikumaru, Momoshiro Takeshi, and others who were not good at keeping secrets smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, Echizen, what are you saying? We don't understand at all. Isn't that right, Momo?"

"Yeah, yeah, I don't understand a word Echizen is saying, right Kikumaru?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

The group pretended to cover it up.

Longma chuckled and ignored them, instead looking at Wukong to see how he would respond.

To be honest, he was also quite curious about how much power Goku was hiding.

At this moment, under Yukio Kurobe's unwavering gaze, Goku raised his hand, pinched his index finger and thumb together in the air, and said with a smile, "Just a little bit, only a little bit."

Yukio Kurobe looked at him for a while, then said, "Now play a game and let me see your full power."

Since he wanted to recruit the other party, he naturally had to figure out the upper limit of the other party's current strength.

Only in this way could he have a clear understanding of the situation and report to Mifune Nyudo.

Upon hearing his words, Wukong scratched his head: "Ah, is it like this?"

He glanced back at the large hole left in the iron fence.

It wouldn't be right to damage someone's property again after already damaging it once.

Yukio Kurobe followed his gaze and saw the large hole, then said, "Don't worry about damaging the barbed wire or anything behind it. Shoot in that direction; it's all uninhabited forest inside."

After saying that, he added the final piece of leverage to Wukong: "Long Er is just the physical trainer here; he's not in charge of anything else. I'm in charge of everything in the training camp, including meals. If you make this shot and satisfy me, you can eat as much as you want."

Although it was only their first meeting, his keen observation skills allowed him to immediately deduce that Wukong was a glutton when he saw the eager look on his face when he heard there was food.

And his deduction was correct. Among Goku's hobbies, besides martial arts, eating delicious food was his favorite, not to mention eating delicious food when he was hungry.

So Wukong immediately nodded: "Alright, I'll listen to you then, let's play a game!"

Soon, Goku took the racket that Momoshiro Takeshi handed him again, stood at the service point, and weighed the tennis ball in his hand.

At this moment, apart from the Seigaku team, all the other middle school and even high school players learned, through word of mouth, that the coach wanted Goku to serve with all his might.

So they all stood still, staring intently while whispering amongst themselves.

"Hey, what do you guys think that guy can do at full power?"

"I think that shot that went through the net was his all-out effort. Only the top-ranked players could do something that crazy. This guy couldn't possibly be better than them."

"Hmm, what you said makes sense. So why did the coach make him do it again?"

"Then I don't know. Maybe you're worried that the previous serve was just a fluke?"

On a viewing platform with only two people, Tokugawa Kazuya asked without turning his head, "Oni, how strong do you think his full power is?"

Kijuro crossed his arms and said expressionlessly, "I don't know, just watch."

At the serving point, Wukong glanced ahead, pondering how much force to use.

After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to show off his skills a little within a suitable range.

After all, I just heard Momoshiro Takeshi's introduction, saying that there is a lot of delicious food here, covering cuisines from many different regions.

In order to get the host (referring to the Kurobe) to agree to let him eat, he would try his best to please them.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at the crowd watching him and said with a grin, "Then, I'll begin."

"Yes, yes! Go, Goku! Let's see your true strength!"

Momoshiro raised his fist to cheer him on.

The others also made their own gestures to cheer on Wukong.

Kurobe simply crossed his arms and watched calmly.

After giving the signal, Wukong turned around, gently tossed the ball upwards, and then swung the racket with incredible speed!

next moment,
Boom boom boom! ! !
All everyone heard was a loud bang, and then they saw countless trees collapsing in rows in the forest outside the iron fence, in the left, center and right directions.

Looking out, it seemed to stretch on forever.

Wukong turned around, grinning as he touched the tip of his nose: "Well, this is my full power. How was it? Not bad?"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Tuo Zhilong's eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets, and his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but he couldn't utter a single sound.

The Seigaku members stood frozen in place like statues, even the usually composed Fuji, Inui Sadaharu, and Tezuka Kunimitsu had completely lost their ability to think at this moment.

As for Ryoma, only one thought remained in his mind:
If this guy had served a ball like that before, I would be dead.
He's dead.
Right?
On the viewing platform, the crowd of people with different expressions and postures resembled a large sculpture group, all of them frozen in place.

Oni Jujiro was dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe that someone known for his ferocity could show such an expression.

Even Tokugawa Kazuya could not maintain his composure; his face was filled with utter shock.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice broke the silence.

Yukio Kurobe, with his hands in his pockets, nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."

Then he said to Takuya Ryuji, "Ryuji, take him to the restaurant for dinner first, I'll come over later."

After saying that, he left.

After witnessing all this, the Seigaku members exclaimed in amazement, "As expected of the coach who single-handedly controls the training camp, he must be very knowledgeable to remain so calm."

Upon hearing Kurobe's words, Takumi Ryuji immediately snapped out of his daze, his eyes gleaming with fervor. He grabbed Goku and pulled him away, exclaiming, "Come on, come on! I'll take you to eat something delicious!"

pat.

pat.

The steady footsteps echoed in the quiet, empty corridor.

Yukio Kurobe's figure approached from afar, and soon arrived at the door of an office. He pushed open the hidden door with his foot and went inside.

Then, he kicked the door shut with his heel.

After doing all this, he came to the table, reached out his hand that had been in his pocket, and picked up a cup of black tea that had been steeping for a long time.

Then, it spilled all over the ground.

"."

Looking at his trembling arms, Yukio Kurobe fell silent.

After a while, he put the half-empty tea back on the table, sat down in his office chair, turned on his computer, and retrieved the previous surveillance footage.

A short while later, he paused while manipulating the mouse, slowed down the playback speed of the monitor screen to the slowest setting, and then squinted to watch it.

In the surveillance footage, a yellow streak of light flashed across the court, then struck the iron netting, splitting into three yellow streaks that shot off in different directions into the forest.

Yukio Kurobe's eyes narrowed, and he rewound the camera, zooming in again when the yellow streak of light hit the wire mesh.

Then we saw the tennis ball being instantly split into three pieces by the wire mesh after it touched the mesh.

But the iron net was completely undamaged!
"."

After a long silence, Yukio Kurobe picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Coach Mifune, it's me."

A few minutes later, he put down the phone, closed his laptop, and prepared to leave.

Just then, a phone call came in.

Beep beep beep beep!

"Hello, this is Kurobe."

He answered the phone, his expression calm and undisturbed.

A somewhat hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Kurobe, we need to go out and buy some more food today."

"Why?" Kurobe asked expressionlessly.

To ensure the freshness of the ingredients, they make purchases every two days, and they just made purchases yesterday, so they shouldn't need to make purchases today.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a helpless voice said, "Mr. Kurobe, you might not believe it, but Mr. Ryuji brought someone with him. He... he can eat a lot."

"Let me put it this way, if we don't buy anything today, we might go hungry tomorrow morning."

Yukio Kurobe:
In the restaurant, Wukong let out a big burp.

"Ha, I'm so full."

He stroked his round belly, a satisfied expression on his face.

Then, resting his chin on his hand, he said, "This time I've gained quite a lot. The dragon was right. The state of 'no self' really allows me to make connections with other things."

"Next, I will study it carefully and try to solve those two defects as soon as possible!"

An excited look appeared on his face.

Then, after looking around and making sure no one was there, he waved to the security camera in the corner and said, "Bye-bye! Thank you for your hospitality, I'm leaving!"

After speaking, he vanished from the spot.

Shortly afterward, when Takumi Ryuji and Kurobe Yukio burst in with Mifune Nyudo, who reeked of alcohol, they were stunned to see the empty restaurant.

Where are they?
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(End of this chapter)