"We're about two days away from Fry-Pan Mountain." Bulma hopped onto the arm H'el had built behind his back, standing on it and hugging his head as she pointed the way.
Goku was also carrying Emperor Pilaf on his back. Listening to H'el's guidance, he trained while running alongside him.
There was much in H'el's teachings that Goku did not understand.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand now. Just remember it. Once your realm and strength reach the necessary level, you'll naturally understand why I told you these things. The many martial arts techniques I've taught you all need to be understood through practical use in the future."
H'el was not worried that Goku did not understand yet. How old was Goku, after all? It was normal for him not to understand the martial arts created from H'el's wisdom all at once. As long as he retained an impression and remembered what H'el had said, there would be fewer setbacks on his path to becoming strong, and things would go more smoothly in the future.
Then his strength would develop faster, and he would not have to wait until he was driven into desperate situations every time before he could break out with power and turn the tables.
In the future, powerful beings capable of destroying the world—King Piccolo, Vegeta, Cell, Buu, and others—would appear on Earth one after another. If H'el trained Goku early and let him deal with all those enemies, he could save himself some worry.
H'el had come to the Dragon Ball universe to train his body and strengthen himself.
Training his body and strengthening himself did not require fighting.
Battle was merely one way for his great power to manifest.
If he could avoid fighting, he would. If Battle Power was needed, H'el would