Time flew by. Spring passed and autumn came. Time seemed to possess an invisible magic, silently changing everything in the world.
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed since Roland and Sephiria entered Planet Yardrat.
Over those three years, Roland's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. He had not only learned secret techniques such as "Instant Transmission," "Void Displacement Technique," "Psychic Technique," and "Storage Space," but had also broken through his body's limits several times. His battle power had now reached 13,000.
Keep in mind, Roland was only nine years old. Even when Planet Vegeta still existed, Saiyans with battle power like his had been few and far between. It was fair to say that, despite his young age, his strength had already reached the upper echelons of Universe 7's Saiyans.
What was more, Roland had yet to enter his golden age of growth. One could imagine how much his strength would increase once he reached adolescence.
Still, becoming stronger hadn't made Roland overly proud. He knew there were many powerful fighters in the universe. Some could pierce a planet with a single finger, while others could collapse an entire galaxy just by blowing on it. Compared to fighters like them, what did his strength amount to?
For all he knew, someone could emerge from some obscure corner of the universe and defeat him.
Of course, he was still a little happy. At least he could stand tall in front of Sephiria now. Facing his beautiful, aloof older sister, he felt as if he were about to take off.
There was just one thing he still regretted. He'd thought that mastering the Psychic Technique would let him fully control his Great Ape form, but it turned out he'd been too optimistic. Although the Psychic Technique greatly