Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 24 Mr. Bobo

Shang Yun and Sun Wukong gripped the Ruyi Jingu Bang tightly, letting it rise rapidly. They ascended for an unknown amount of time, until the surrounding oxygen gradually thinned, and the airflow generated by their rapid ascent made it almost impossible for them to open their eyes. Suddenly, Shang Yun saw a black dot above them. As they rose, the dot grew larger—it was the Heavenly God's Temple.

Soon, the two finally arrived at the Temple of the Gods. This temple was hundreds of times larger than Kalin Tower. They climbed the ladder with difficulty and saw a dark-skinned, fat man sitting on a purple carpet, holding a bowl in his hand and using chopsticks to feed beans from the bowl to the birds beside him.

"My name is Sun Wukong, and this is Shang Yun. May I ask if you are a celestial being?" Sun Wukong ran over and asked.

"No, my name is Popo, and I'm a subordinate of Lord Kami. You guys are amazing; you actually managed to defeat King Piccolo."

"Mr. Bobo, you know about this kind of thing?" Sun Wukong asked in surprise.

"The God knows everything, the God is very great."

This is when Sun Wukong saw the house behind Mr. Popo and asked, "Excuse me, does the God of Heaven live in there? I want to see him."

"Did you bring the proof from Sage Kalin?"

"Ah, is this the bell? We brought it." Sun Wukong chuckled, and Shang Yun also took out the bell.

“That’s right, you are indeed people recognized by Sage Kalin, and you are qualified to take my test.” Mr. Bobo’s face remained expressionless.

"Huh? A test?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

“That’s right, you must fight me, Mr. Popo. If you beat me, you can meet the God of the Sky,” Mr. Popo said, pointing to himself.

"That's easy! Let's get started!" Sun Wukong swung his arms, eager to try.

“The test will be a lot of fun since it’s the first time anyone has come to the Temple of the Gods,” Mr. Bobo said.

"Alright, let's keep going until someone admits defeat, hehe." Sun Wukong assumed a fighting stance.

“No problem, do you want to come together?” Mr. Bobo stood up and released the little bird in his hand.

"I'll handle this. Are you ready? I'll give you a real surprise," Sun Wukong laughed.

"I'm so nervous, I'm about to wet my pants," Mr. Bobo joked.

Sun Wukong moved swiftly, leaving afterimages in his wake.

"Wow, it's gone. Is this the place?" Mr. Popo threw a punch to the left with his left hand, and Goku was sent flying as if he had run into the punch face-first.

"Ouch! That hurts! It was just a coincidence just now," Sun Wukong said, covering his face. "It won't be such a coincidence next time!"

"Watch my power!" Sun Wukong increased his speed again and launched a frontal attack on Mr. Popo.

"I hit you again." Mr. Popo hit Goku in the face once more, slapping him in the face: "You're not strong at all, you're so weak. Did you really defeat King Piccolo?"

"You brat, how dare you say I'm weak! I'm getting serious!" Sun Wukong covered his face, gritting his teeth in anger.

The birds around Mr. Bobo were all startled and flew away.

"Your murderous aura has scared away the birds; you won't win against me like this," Mr. Bobo warned.

"Stop talking nonsense! Don't underestimate me! Ah!" Sun Wukong kicked off with both feet and charged towards Mr. Popo, using all his strength to attack him rapidly around Mr. Popo. Mr. Popo didn't make any big moves, but he dodged all of Sun Wukong's attacks.

“I’m quite disappointed, you really are weak. I don’t know how Kalin let you up here. I can’t let you see the adults. What about you, Shang Yun? Do you want to accept the test? Or should you two come together?” Mr. Bobo looked at Shang Yun.

Just as Shang Yun was about to reply, Sun Wukong spoke first: "Ah! Try this! Kamehameha!"

When Sun Wukong unleashed the Kamehameha, Mr. Popo made no move. But when the Kamehameha got close, Mr. Popo opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing the Kamehameha whole.

Sun Wukong was taken aback, but he still refused to admit defeat. He rushed forward and used the same punch that defeated Piccolo, but he still missed. Unexpectedly, Mr. Popo also knew the art of flying and flew up directly.

Shang Yun stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said, "Mr. Popo, my strength is not as good as Son Goku's. Since he can't beat you, I think I should be the same. But we absolutely cannot admit defeat. We need to see God and ask Him to help revive those killed by Piccolo. Can we join forces?"

“Okay, I hope you won’t disappoint me this time, otherwise I won’t let you see Lord God.” Mr. Bobo looked at Shang Yun.

Shang Yun and Sun Wukong exchanged a glance, and the two attacked Mr. Bobo from the front and back.

Sun Wukong maintained his rapid attacks, only now at an even faster pace. Shang Yun, knowing Mr. Popo's strength, didn't just keep attacking. Instead, he waited until Mr. Popo dodged Sun Wukong's attacks before striking again, hoping to catch him off guard. But Shang Yun's plan backfired; he still couldn't hit Mr. Popo.

The two attacked Mr. Bobo with all their might, unaware that someone in the back room was observing their battle with a crystal ball.

As the two launched another pincer attack, Mr. Bobo seemed to have grown tired of the game. He flew into the air again and looked down at them: "Although you have great strength, you don't know how to use it effectively. No good. Even if you test it, it will be useless. Go back."

Sun Wukong was so exhausted that he could only stand by sheer willpower. Upon hearing Mr. Bobo's words, he collapsed onto the ground, but his expression remained excited: "I can't believe it, this guy is really amazing."

"I, Mr. Bobo, have a lot of chores to do for Lord God. I'm very busy. You should go back." Mr. Bobo had no intention of paying attention to the two of them anymore and turned to leave.

"Wait! I must see the Heavenly God! I will never give up, never!" Wukong shouted.

"Mr. Bobo, please give us another chance," Shang Yun pleaded.

"You still won't give up? Your spirit and skills are too weak; you're not qualified to see God at all. Go back!" Mr. Popo didn't turn around, continuing to walk forward. "Do you think defeating King Piccolo makes you the strongest person in the world? Don't forget, there are always people stronger than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. You can't beat me, Popo, with brute force alone, and you can't beat me, Popo, with cleverness either. Understand? Hurry up and go back." At the end, Mr. Popo turned to look at Shang Yun, who lowered his head in embarrassment, feeling truly ashamed.

"Going back is impossible. I won't go back until I see the God of Heaven." Wukong clenched his fists to encourage himself.

"Mr. Bobo, may we use this place?" Shang Yun asked.

What are you trying to do?

“We want to train here, improve our skills, and defeat Mr. Popo,” Shang Yun said.

"Training, I think it's completely useless, but whatever."

"Haha! Thank you!" Sun Wukong jumped up excitedly and turned around to start exercising.

"Thank you, Mr. Bobo." Shang Yun followed.