5 Million Combat Power

Planet Metamor, the Spirit Tower.

In the pristine, empty Hyperdimensional Space, the sounds of fighting grew louder as they approached. In mid-air, two bright beams of light flickered, colliding repeatedly before quickly separating.

At this moment, Roland suppressed his energy to 1 million combat power and was sparring with the Metamoran Aodemore Odette Moore.

Aodemore's fighting techniques were quite refined; her hundreds of years of martial arts cultivation were no joke. At the same strength level, even Roland, who considered himself to have a wealth of combat experience, could only fight her to a draw.

Of course, a large part of this is because he needs to expend a lot of energy to control the power in his body, and dares not use too much energy, so his movements are inevitably somewhat limited.

Bang!

The two men's fists and feet collided in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, the illusory figures disappeared simultaneously, only to reappear in another place.

At a height of more than twenty meters above the ground, Roland regulated his breathing, making it steady, and stared intently at the other person with his eyes wide open.

Aodemore was much the same, hovering at the same height as Roland, her clear blue eyes constantly fixed on him. As the strongest being on the Planet Metamor, Aodemore possessed strength that surpassed the entire Planet Metamor, but facing a powerful expert like Roland, she dared not relax for a moment, her nerves taut—she knew that being able to spar with a powerful expert would greatly promote both her horizons and her martial arts progress, Aodemore cherished this opportunity.

They exchanged a brief glance, and suddenly, both moved. Two powerful auras collided in the air, and the surging energy, like two fireballs, transformed into a light whirlwind and swept away the moment they made contact.

"Whoosh!"

Aodemore suddenly sped up, her figure vanishing from Roland's sight. Roland's expression remained unchanged, his eyes darting around, but his aura remained firmly locked onto Aodemore. A moment later, with a calm smile on his face, as if sensing something, he calmly extended his fist in one direction, and a violent impact rang out.

Snap!

The fist landed on the opponent.

Call!

A blurry afterimage flashed by, and Aodemore dodged Roland's next attack with a few quick dodges, but her body still couldn't help but retreat dozens of meters. Sweat beaded on Aodemore's face, then her expression hardened, she straightened her posture, and swooped down like an arrow slicing through the air.

Roland couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, then nodded and continued to retaliate against Aodemore's attacks with his fists.

The energy Aodemore is currently using is the Qi of Earthling. The fact that she was able to master the use of Qi in such a short time demonstrates her profound martial arts skills. Of course, Roland has also focused on learning the martial arts of the Metamoran during this period. It should be noted that although the powers wielded by different races in the universe are not entirely the same, there are also some commonalities.

Roland innovated and refined his skills, resulting in a significant improvement in his combat techniques.

Swish!

Aodemore's figure suddenly appeared beside Roland, clenching her fist and attacking Roland. The tip of her fist was surrounded by a dazzling light. Just as she was about to succeed, Roland seemed to have eyes in the back of her head. She tilted her body to the side and avoided the attack at an extremely clever angle.

The strong wind lashed the ground, making a loud thumping sound.

Danger!

A sudden sense of alert arose, Aodemore's expression changed abruptly. She looked around, but found no trace of Roland.

Not good!

Aodemore thought to herself, feeling as if she had fallen into an abyss, a chill running through her to the bone. Before she could react, Roland quickly came to her side.

"Miss Aodemore, you need to be careful."

"Please enlighten me, Mr. Roland," Aodemore said earnestly.

Roland chuckled, his body flashed, and his handsome face suddenly appeared in front of Aodemore —and he threw a punch at her.

Aodemore's expression turned serious as she raised her arms to defend herself. Compared to the mistakes she made in the fight, the gains she made during the sparring session made her happier. With a loud bang, a violent force slammed down on her, like an entire majestic mountain falling from the sky. The powerful impact made Aodemore's face turn pale, and she was sent flying.

Just as her opponent was about to land, Roland quickened his pace in the next second, following up like a ghostly afterimage. Aodemore twisted her body and engaged Roland in combat once again.

Boom... Boom boom!

Swish!

The two exchanged blows, their afterimages constantly appearing like a raging storm, wave after wave of attacks dazzling the eye. Gradually, as the attacks intensified, only scattered crackling sounds could be heard. In a very short time, the two had exchanged countless blows.

On the side, Broly meditated quietly, as the chaotic air currents gradually affected him as the battle in the distance continued to spread.

Broly opened his eyes, his dark eyes scanning the battle between Roland and Aodemore.

"They're really fast, but does that kind of fighting really make sense?"

Broly was somewhat puzzled. He had excellent combat talent, but because he had not undergone systematic training, he was like a blank sheet of paper and still could not understand the deeper meaning of Roland's sparring with Aodemore.

In his eyes, Aodemore wasn't that great. Why waste so much time slowly beating someone who could be taken down with a single punch?

I don't understand!

Despite his lack of understanding, Broly watched quietly. He believed that Roland must have his reasons for doing this, and if he didn't understand, he would just learn from him.

Having been tempered by the strange energy of the Spirit Tower, Broly's mental state had stabilized considerably, unlike before when he would easily go berserk. Watching Roland and the others fight, Broly seemed to gradually learn something and began to understand why Roland did what he did. However, in real combat, he still preferred the brutal feeling of overwhelming force with sheer power.

He felt that way suited him better.

"Well, I think I'll continue to focus on improving my mental state," Broly shook his head and muttered.

The eerie lines of the Spirit Tower come into view, resembling an interwoven grid. Staring at it for too long can easily induce a feeling of irritability, dizziness, and nausea. Without certain training, it's truly impossible to adapt to this environment.

Inside the tower, Roland honed his martial arts skills to improve his normal strength, while Broly followed suit, single-mindedly learning and stabilizing his mental state.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

With Roland's help, Broly steadily made up for the gap in his life that had lasted for more than a decade, and his mental state gradually stabilized. Finally, even if he used all his power—as long as he didn't transform into his Golden Eyes state all at once—he wouldn't lose control.

During this period, Roland also made great progress. With his sparring with Aodemore, his improvement was enormous in just six months. Because his strength entered an unprecedented growth period after adulthood, his normal combat power actually reached 5 million combat power.

It's worth noting that the last time I reached a combat power of 3 million was almost a year ago, when I was undergoing potential development by Grand Elder Planet Namek.

Unfortunately, even with his normal fighting power increased to 5 million, he still hadn't even scratched the surface of Super Saiyan form.

However, since he was already there, he might as well make the best of it. For now, Roland wasn't in a hurry to reach Super Saiyan form. After all, once his normal combat power reached 500, as long as he underwent the Golden Eyes Transformation, his combat power would instantly increase to an astonishing 100 million.

This is where the Saiyan' domineering nature lies.

It's a power that's terrifying to even think about.

"More than half a year has passed. I wonder how Sephiria is doing with her training on Planet Yardrat. If she knew my progress, she probably wouldn't be able to handle it."

Roland smiled, then vanished from the Spirit Tower in a flash.

P. S.: That's all for now. I'll try to update more on Saturday.

Additionally, I recommend the book "From Shirobako to Director," which may be of interest to readers who are interested in animation production.