Naruto: Starting from the time when the Six Paths of Pain was Kira Yoshikage

Chapter 102 The Unpredictable Future

The Mummy, known as the "Warrior of Battle," is an absolute powerhouse among the fortune teller's subordinates. In the original storyline, she was a formidable opponent that Yamcha could not defeat despite his best efforts in the arena challenge.

Although the mummy was quickly knocked down by Goku with three swift punches after defeating Yamcha, this did not diminish his power in the slightest.

At that time, Sun Wukong had climbed to the top of Kerin Tower, received special training from Master Cat, defeated Tao Pai Pai, the world's number one assassin, and single-handedly destroyed the entire Black Silk Army.

For the mummy, being defeated by such a powerful figure who had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts on Earth was hardly a disgrace.

Didn't you see that even the most trusted subordinate of the fortune teller behind him, the demon man, was defeated by Sun Wukong?

In unofficial lore, the mummy's combat power is as high as 75 points.

With such fighting power, even in the World Martial Arts Tournament where masters gather, as long as they are not unlucky enough to run into Master Roshi, Krillin, and others participating, they would definitely be at the level of securing second place and competing for first.

Indeed, when the mummy stood opposite Yamcha, the latter instantly felt an immense pressure coming at him.

"Hehehe..." Accompanied by a strange laugh, the mummy crawled out of the coffin completely. When he saw that his opponent was Yamcha again, his eyes were full of disdain, and he said contemptuously, "Kid, you've challenged me twice already. I know your strength very well. If you want to fight me, you'll have to go home and train for a few more years."

"As a martial artist, the most taboo thing is arrogance." Yamcha was not angered by the other party's contempt, but instead kindly reminded him: "I advise you to use your full strength from the beginning."

Although Yamcha failed in his first two challenges, failure does not mean defeat. Both times, he deliberately gave up after confirming that his opponents were not so easy to defeat, and because he did not want to reveal more of his abilities. This is fundamentally different from being defeated.

The mummy, however, clearly failed to grasp Yamcha's deeper meaning and continued to mock him, "How long are you planning to last this time? Five minutes? Or ten minutes?"

Yamcha sighed slightly. The mummy had committed a major taboo common among many martial artists: excessive arrogance.

"Let's relive my horror!"

With a loud shout, the mummy charged towards Yamcha. Despite his massive size, resembling a small mountain, he was incredibly fast, his footing making the stone slabs of the arena creak and groan.

If it were Yamcha who hadn't received the extra training from Tao Pai Pai, he might not have been able to keep up with her speed.

Yamcha's eyes narrowed, and he abruptly shifted his body, seemingly dodging the mummy's heavy punch. With a deafening roar, the fist slammed into the ground, shattering the stone slab of the arena. Amidst the flying debris, dark soil was revealed beneath.

If that punch had landed on a person, it would have made them a tiny biscuit.

"Hmph, you've improved a bit." The mummy made a low, muffled sound in its throat. Despite missing its first attack, it didn't stop at all. Using the momentum of turning around, its other fist slammed towards Yamchamen's door with a whistling sound.

Yamcha didn't dare to take the blow head-on, so he leaned back in an exaggerated arc, the fist grazing his nose.

Before he could straighten up, the mummy's knee was already aimed at him. Yamcha braced himself with his hands on the ground, twisted his waist, and spun around like a top, kicking at the mummy's side. But the mummy was like a solid rock, not budging an inch after being kicked, and instead grabbed Yamcha's ankle.

"Get down!" The mummy suddenly exerted force, throwing Yamcha violently. Yamcha adjusted his posture in mid-air, landing steadily on his feet, but still couldn't help taking a few steps back, his shoes leaving two deep marks on the ground.

"Hehehe..." Seeing that he had an absolute advantage, the mummy laughed again: "Now you know just how big the gap is between us."

Yamcha rubbed his ankle, which had just been gripped by the mummy, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Just now, he was merely testing his opponent's strength. Although Yamcha had not yet fully mastered the perception of aura, he was already able to vaguely touch its boundaries. In his perception, his own "ki" had already surpassed that of the mummy.

Therefore, he will win this battle.

"Warm-up is over, now it's my turn."

Yamcha spread his feet apart, lowered his center of gravity, and his energy began to slowly gather around him.

"Tsk...Aren't you going to surrender yet?"

Seeing that Yamcha not only didn't admit defeat as usual, but instead adopted a fighting stance, the Mummy felt slighted and immediately darkened its expression, saying unhappily, "Then I'll just have to beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

The next moment, the mummy took the initiative to attack again. He roared and charged forward once more, this time throwing out both fists at Yamcha's chest with a whooshing sound.

Yamcha neither dodged nor evaded, but as the fist was within reach, his figure suddenly swayed like a ghost. The mummy's fists missed their mark, striking empty air and creating shockwaves. Before he could react, Yamcha had already circled to his side and slammed his elbow into his lower back.

Elbow strike! A brutal blow to your waist!

"Ugh!" The mummy groaned in pain, but still fearlessly swung back. Yamcha leaped up lightly, flipped in the air, and kicked the mummy's head like a whirlwind. The mummy hurriedly raised its hands to block, but was forced back by the force of the kick, and the stone slabs beneath its feet shattered.

"It's time to end this!" Yamcha roared, his aura surging once more, his hair whipping back in the wind. If anyone nearby were using a combat power detector, it would surely beep as an alarm sounded at this moment.

Their combat effectiveness has increased again.

Yamcha formed claws with both hands, his fingertips radiating a sharp energy, and his figure shot towards the mummy like an arrow released from a bow.

"Wolf Fang - Wind Fist!"

In an instant, it seemed as if countless wolves appeared behind Yamcha, swarming around the mummy like predators pouncing on their prey. The mummy tried to raise its hands to defend itself, but it couldn't even see its opponent's moves and could only passively endure the dense attacks.

Each claw strike carried a sharp, tearing sound as it landed heavily on the mummy, instantly causing shattered bandages to flutter in the air.

"Bang!"

Yamcha's final heavy claw strike landed squarely on the mummy's chest, sending him flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily onto the edge of the ring, struggled for a few moments, and then could no longer get up.

After the Batman and the Invisible Man were defeated, the Mummy was also defeated.

"call..."

Yamcha breathed slightly, looking at his hands with undisguised excitement on his face.

I've become stronger, much stronger.

In terms of combat power, the Mummy is stronger than Namu (Namo), one of the top four contestants of the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament. In other words, Yamcha at this time is probably about the same level as Son Goku in the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament.

Besides continuing his training with Tao Pai Pai, Yamcha also has new plans for how to improve his combat power.

"Clap clap clap..."

A round of applause rang out. The fortune teller slowly ate a piece of pastry, nodding as she chewed. Her eyes, looking at Yamcha, revealed undisguised admiration: "I didn't expect that in just a few months, your strength has grown so much..."

"So, do you want to continue challenging my remaining two experts?"

The fortune teller paused here, deliberately using a slightly sinister tone to continue, "If that's the case, I must warn you beforehand that the remaining two are not as easy to deal with as the mummies. A slight mishap..."

She deliberately drew out her words: "You'll die!"

Yamcha naturally knew the identity of one of the latter two of Baba's five henchmen: Devilman, a former World Martial Arts Tournament champion with extraordinary strength. As for the other one, in the story, he was Goku's deceased grandfather, Grandpa Gohan, but at this point in time, Yamcha truly didn't know.

It's probably some kind of expert A, whose strength is definitely lower than that of Devilman and Gohan. After all, Master Roshi said that Devilman usually appears last.

Although Yamcha had expended some energy fighting the mummy, he was still generally in peak condition, so his choice was...

Yamcha bowed respectfully to the fortune teller and said, "That's all for today, Granny."

"I knew you wouldn't give up, so come out here... huh?"

The fortune teller proudly raised her chin, preparing to call out her next opponent, when she heard Yamcha's words and froze, her eyes widening: "What did you say? You're not fighting anymore?"

So she immediately changed her tone and waved her hand, saying, "Grandma was just joking. Actually, the two people behind aren't that scary."

The fortune teller's heart pounded with anxiety. She was so engrossed in watching the fight when Yamcha suddenly announced he was quitting, like a long-awaited novel suddenly going off-air... Ugh, it was so frustrating. Why wasn't this kid playing by the rules? She was looking forward to a thrilling battle!

She thought it was because her description was too terrifying.

Yamcha was definitely not going to continue fighting. He estimated that his strength was not much different from Devilman's at this point, and that his opponent possessed a very terrifying move—the Devil Ray.

This terrifying technique can ignite the evil within an opponent, causing them to self-destruct. Only those with the purest hearts can survive it. It's an incredibly overpowered move, one of many in the various Dragon Ball storylines, and even the cosmic emperor Frieza was defeated by it.

Yamcha didn't consider himself a good person, so he definitely couldn't withstand the Devil Ray.

Continuing to fight wouldn't make much sense.

He still needs to rush to report to his teacher, Tao Baibai.

Seeing that Yamcha was indeed not going to continue fighting, the fortune teller leaned forward and asked again, "Really not going to fight?"

Yamcha shook his head firmly.

"Alright..." The fortune teller sighed heavily, tapping the crystal ball under her bottom with her fingers with a frustrated expression. She thought to herself that she wouldn't be able to watch the show today and would probably have trouble sleeping tonight.

"You always do the unexpected."

His tone was full of helplessness regarding Yamcha.

Yamcha refused to fight, and the fortune teller couldn't force him to stay and fight, so she could only let him leave.

"Grandma, I will come to visit again when I feel that I am powerful enough." Yamcha bowed deeply to the fortune teller, his attitude still so respectful that no one could find fault with him.

Upon hearing this, the fortune teller immediately showed her displeasure, her brows furrowing, and her tone full of disdain: "Do you really think this is a martial arts school?"

But as she said that, she quickly added, "The money can't be less."

In a sense, this was tacitly condoning Yamcha's use of her place as a martial arts school. I wonder if all older women are this proud and aloof.

Watching Yamcha leave until his figure disappeared from sight, the fortune teller's face, etched with the deep wrinkles of an old tree, suddenly revealed a sly smile. She then said to herself, "Young man, we two have some acquaintance. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a free fortune telling."

She wasn't referring to occupying anything concrete...

Besides possessing the ability to control and travel between the realms of the living and the dead, Granny Zhan also has an extremely special ability to foresee the future. This ability only appeared in the Dragon Ball TV anime episode where Goku and Chi-Chi got married.

Divining the future.

Its effect is somewhat similar to Bardock's premonition, but it is also completely different.

Bardock's precognitive abilities can activate at any time, and he only sees fragments of the future that are completely incoherent; it's more of a curse than an ability. Imagine suddenly having a headache in the middle of a fierce battle, and then, involuntarily, images of the future flash through your mind...

Such distraction can be fatal.

"You little brat, you've ruined my fun. If you won't let me see the show live, then I'll just enjoy the spectacle later on my own."

Yes, Yamcha is no longer fighting, which means the fortune teller can't enjoy his exciting battles with his men, but she can still use divination to see the future matches.

We can't let the freshly brewed tea and snacks go to waste.

Is this what they call using an "early access to watch episodes" trial card?

"I'm really curious... to have grown to this level in just a few months, how long will it be before you come back for the next challenge? A few months? Half a year? Or a year?"

The fortune teller muttered to herself as she waved her hands around her enormous crystal ball, chanting incantations.

As expected, the crystal ball began to emit a faint white glow.

The fortune teller immediately found a comfortable position, holding a teacup in one hand and a snack in the other, ready to "enjoy the show."

However, when she focused her attention on the crystal ball, she was instantly stunned.

"this..."

The crystal ball was completely blank; no images appeared, as if shrouded in a thick white fog, making it impossible to see anything...

The fortune teller thought she had mispronounced the incantation due to her age, so she performed it again.

However, I still couldn't see anything...

The fortune teller fell silent instantly.

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation in hundreds of years.

Even in death, one can see the future of death; there is no situation where one cannot see the future.

Unless... Xie Fang is not from this Western world... and is not bound by the fate of this Western world.

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