Transformation

When Master Roshi appeared again at the Training Camp's group training grounds, Son Goku, Krillin, and the others did not recognize him at once.

After all, Son Goku and the others had never seen Master Roshi in his younger days.

Son Goku stared intently at the middle-aged man walking toward him. He felt that the man was strangely familiar, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not recall ever seeing him before.

"Hello! I'm Son Goku. Are you a new trainee?"

Master Roshi smiled at Son Goku's greeting. He had already sensed Son Goku's progress over the past half year; the ki inside him had grown to 2.37 million.

He did not reveal his identity immediately. Instead, he said, "Son Goku? Interested in a sparring session?"

"Huh?" Son Goku froze for a moment, but when he sensed the poised aura within Master Roshi, his fighting spirit rose. "Sure. Let's go to Arena Area 9!"

Son Goku flew into the air.

Master Roshi followed close behind.

Yamcha, Krillin, and the others stopped training and followed them as well.

In truth, the Training Camp's internal management was not particularly strict. It was designed to train powerful individual experts, not soldiers or anything of the sort.

Thus, aside from compulsory cultural classes, scientific subjects, and scheduled group exercises, trainees were free to move about as they pleased as long as they did not leave the Planetary System.

If they needed to visit their families regularly, they could also apply to the Training Camp's management center. Usually, everyone was allotted seventy-five days of family leave each year.

Do not think that this kind of Training Camp used some brutal devil-training regime. There was no need for that.

Blue Star Group's training was highly scientific and paid great attention to psychology,