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The fear of getting attacked by aliens at any time was bad. The atmosphere was no longer carefree and comfortable.

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From that day onward, Goku and Tien Shinhan began their daily training at the training yard, and Piccolo and others were doing theirs not so far away.

Bang! Bang! Bang! As blurry afterimages flashed across the level ground, Goku, who was in the yard, lowered his body and sprinted over. When Tien Shinhan saw that, he sneered and spread open his arms. He did not intend to dodge. His knotted muscles were stretched taut, and a powerful strength erupted out, sending Goku backward.

After more than a dozen consecutive backflips, Goku regained his footing. He then exhaled and said: “Tien Shinhan, you really are very powerful, but it’s more fun that way!”

“Humph, you are not bad too!”

They both stared at each other. Goku liked to challenge strong experts. This was the nature of a Saiyan, and right now, Tien Shinhan had stirred his fighting spirit.

Tien Shinhan was very careful, suppressing his strength to the same level as Goku. Using this, he was tempering his skills and maximizing the use of every fraction of strength in his body.

Because his strength had improved abruptly after Planet Namek’s Grand Elder unlocked his potential. To some extent, it has improved ahead of time. Tien Shinhan had always kept Xiaya’s words in his mind.

Foundation was important because the stronger one’s foundation is, the greater their future achievements would be.

Tien Shinhan fully believed this.

Tien Shinhan had already found his martial arts path, but to him, the teaching of strong experts was akin to reviewing experiences and absorbing the essence from them. This would allow him to take less detours.

In the distance, Piccolo was hovering in the air, watching Goku and Tien Shinhan, both of whom were brimming with energy, fight chaotically. He smiled coldly and then closed his eyes to resume his meditation. A mysterious aura emanating from him distorted the air around him, making it strangely blurry.

Farther away, Krillin and Yamcha were in the gravity training room. The gravity was operating at 15 times normal gravity. They were making progress, but with great difficulty. The training was difficult.

The potential of earthlings was not as good as that of Saiyans and Namekians, and the training speed was far less than that of Goku and Piccolo. This was a fact, and both Krillin and Yamcha knew it fairly well. However, since Tien Shinhan could become so powerful, so could they.

With this belief, although they both found the training difficult, they did not slack off in the slightest, gradually refining the essences of their bodies. The effect of the training room was very significant. As they gradually adapted to 15 times gravity, their Battle Powers improved by leaps and bounds.

…..

Mount Paozu was surrounded by mountains, thick forests, and tall bamboos on all sides. It was a paradise. The green tree leaves were stacked layer upon layer, and as the wind blew, soft rustles could be heard.

Under the shade of a tree, sunlight passed through the leaves and formed a few round bright spots on the ground. Bulma and Hasky were lying on an armchair, with various kinds of fruits and beverages on a tea table by the side.

With sunglasses on, drinking beverages, and watching the fierce battles taking place in the distance, the day was a pretty leisurely one.

One of them was the daughter of the richest person in the world, and the other was the number one master thief in the world. They both had bountiful wealth, and they lived the life of the extremely wealthy.

“Mom, I also want to learn martial arts.”

A child’s voice rang out, as the light purple-haired Gohan came tottering over.

“Your dad is training now. Do you want auntie to take you training?” Hasky said, rubbing Gohan’s head. She had lived in the Kame House for many years. One could be imperceptibly influenced by what one they had seen and heard. So, she could also be considered to be a martial artist.

Gohan frowned. He shrugged away Hasky’s hand and said, “No, I’m not interested. Aunt Hasky can’t even defeat me!”

“Brat, what did you say?” Hasky’s eyes widened as her face sank. Without wasting time, she got up to chase after him.

But Hasky’s physical strength couldn’t be compared with Gohan’s. Soon, she was panting from fatigue. So, she again returned to the armchair and lied down, exhausted.

She said gloomily, “Bulma, look at your child; he’s getting more naughty.”

Bulma covered her mouth and chuckled. “Gohan is very talented; he will definitely be a strong expert when he grows up. Well, it’s almost time for him to get in touch with martial arts, but who should teach him?”

Bulma frowned with worry. Goku and others had their own training. In the short term, they had very little free time for themselves, let alone the time to take a child training. Moreover, Bulma never considered letting Goku stop his training to look after children. Currently, Earth was not at peace. The stronger Goku got, the safer Earth would be! In this aspect, Bulma was very understanding.

“How about we have Launch come and teach him?” Hasky suggested.

Bulma shook her head and said, “Impossible! It’s not that Launch is very busy on Planet Hongshan, but with the Blonde-haired Launch’s character, she does not look like she can teach people. I’m afraid she will lead Gohan astray!”

Hasky remembered the boorish personality of Blonde-haired Launch and nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, a sturdy officer, who was decently dressed in military uniform, walked over. Mount Paozu was the private territory of the Goku family, and with Goku’s current reputation, no one would come under normal circumstances.

The officer went to Bulma’s side and whispered a few words. When Bulma heard what was said, her violet pupils widened.

A few moments later, she said to Hasky, “The king of Central City has arrived at Mount Paozu.”

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Gabriel was a resident of a small town in the remote suburbs of North City. It was very close to the Sacred Land of Korin. As long as one crossed a mountain range, they could reach the huge forest where the Sacred Land of Korin was located.

A myth had been circulating in his hometown since ancient times. It was said that as long as one could climb the Korin Tower, they could get guidance from the immortal that was living on the Korin Tower, allowing them to become a peerless master.

Throughout the ages, countless strong experts rose to the challenge and finally achieved fame.

Gabriel was fascinated by this legend, so he had been secretly doing training since he was a child. He even got a master and joined one of the martial arts centers for training, looking forward to the day he could also climb Korin Tower.

Many of his peers, including those that young, frivolous, and fearless, shared this dream. However, when some people entered the Sacred Land of Korin and saw the shocking Korin Tower towering high above the clouds, they got frightened and fled.

If they fell from such a height, even if they didn’t die, wouldn’t they become crippled?

Gabriel was also afraid. He considered himself an ordinary person that wouldn’t do such a whimsical thing.

For this reason, he was depressed for a long time and gradually gave up his unrealistic dream. He seemed to have suddenly matured overnight, but in return, he became mediocre. He did nothing and let things take their course just like those around him, gradually reduced to be a mediocre person that was busy with his life.

Until one day, King Piccolo appeared

It was a worldwide catastrophe. At the critical moment, like a play on TV, a hero appeared. A young martial artist named Goku.

At that time, television stations around the world broadcasted the battles, while Gabriel secretly prayed in front of the television.

After that, aliens invaded earth, and it was Goku and his companions again who stepped forward bravely. Those powerful and heroic martial artists, after courageously fighting the aliens, saved the earth once again.

“How nice would it be if I could also fight bravely like them.” Gabriel smiled in a self-deprecating manner while staring at the brutal battle scenes on the TV.

“It’s already late; I’ve already given up on that dream!” Gabriel muttered in a low voice.