In the boundless gray-white space, time seems to have frozen. There is no change of drivers, no wind, frost, rain or snow, only endless practice.
But this is the most ideal place for Son Mirai and Trunks.
Two people practicing cultivation will make greater progress than one person working behind closed doors.
Because after practicing, you can prove your strength through simulated battles. In addition to increasing combat experience, you can also find your own shortcomings, correct them, and then make progress----
Although Trunks has made great progress, more than a year has passed and he still feels that practicing with Son Mirai is very hard.
Because, in his opinion, Son Mirai is a very serious person, and he can do whatever he wants when he is resting.
But the training was too hard, even cruel. Not only did he not treat him as a human being, Son Mirai even didn't treat himself as a human being.
On this day, the two were sparring again.
The two golden figures collided and sparked countless times.
"Bang!"
Trunks was hit in the abdomen. His stomach was in severe pain, as if there was a knife stirring it.
His feet formed a ravine dozens of meters away on the ground. After he stopped, he almost spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
However, as soon as Trunks raised his head, Son Mirai quickly approached, grabbed Trunks's hair, and hit Trunks's abdomen with his knee.
"Uh----"
Trunks groaned miserably and fell to the ground.
Son Mirai looked down at him condescendingly and lectured. "Stand up!"
Trunks was lying on the ground, panting heavily, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He put his hands on the ground and tried to get up, but the severe pain in his abdomen made his body tremble continuously.
"I----I can't get up----"
"Can't you get up?"
Son Mirai frowned slightly and said, "If I were the enemy, you would be dead by now."
Trunks gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Son Mirai squatted down, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up from the ground.
"Do you know how many mistakes you just made?"
Trunks looked at him blankly.
"First."
Son Mirai let go of his hand, letting him fall to the ground, and then said, "After you were hit in the abdomen by me, you should distance yourself immediately instead of staying in place and holding on.
You stopped, so you gave me a chance to pursue you."
Trunks lowered his head and wrote it down silently.
"Second."
Son Mirai continued, "After you fell to the ground, the way you held your hands on the ground was wrong.
Your arms are fully extended and your center of gravity is forward. In this position, let alone counterattack, you can't even roll to dodge.
Are you showing weakness?"
Trunks's face froze.
Son Mirai simply lay on the ground as a demonstration, but Son Mirai's posture was to bend his hands slightly and step forward with one foot, similar to the posture of a horse walking forward, and then explained, "You should be like me. Even if you don't have the power to fight back, you can use this posture at any time to respond to the next attack."
Whether it's dodging, defending, or counterattack----"
Trunks stared at his demonstration blankly, with a flash of understanding in his eyes.
"Third."
Son Mirai stood up, looked down at him, and continued, "The most important point is that you gave up too quickly.
You can't talk about it, but I can see that your body is not at its limit.
Your will gives up before your body, which is the most undesirable thing for Saiyan----
Saiyan There is no limit. Whether your will is strong or not determines your upper limit and whether you can save your world!"
Trunks was shocked and looked at Son Mirai in shock.
After a long time, he slowly lowered his head.
At that moment, the pain gave him the thought of "I can't make it anymore", so he really couldn't make it anymore.
But what if it was in a real fight?
What if that person is the enemy who killed uncle Uncle Piccolo and Krillin?
What if that person is about to attack my mother?
Can he still say "can't get up"?
Trunks clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.
Sometimes, a person's enlightenment happens in an instant. Son Mirai didn't force him and gave him time to think clearly.
Ten minutes later.
Son Mirai stood up and urged, "The time is up, continue."
Trunks took a deep breath and jumped up from the ground. It was obvious that his will was burning, and the golden flames became more powerful.
"Come on!"
This time, his eyes were different.
Son Mirai nodded slightly, appeared in front of him in a flash, and punched out!
Trunks did not catch it hard, but dodged sideways, and at the same time swept the bottom plate of Son Mirai with one kick!
Son Mirai jumped up to dodge, then struck down with a kick from the air!
Trunks rolled on the spot, exactly the posture Son Mirai demonstrated just now.
While dodging the blow, he jumped up from the side and punched Son Mirai in the ribs!
"Bang!"
This punch hit hard!
Although it did not cause much harm to Son Mirai, a hint of surprise flashed in Trunks's eyes.
This is his first time hitting Son Mirai today!
Son Mirai raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Not bad, we have made progress!"
Trunks grinned, but before the smile fully bloomed, Son Mirai's figure had disappeared again!
"Don't be happy too early!"
"You succeeded because you used your brain, but your enemies tend to be more cautious, so you need to be more careful next—"
The next battle was even more brutal than before.
Son Mirai's offensive is like a violent storm, and every blow is merciless.
Trunks was hit again and again and fell down again and again, but every time, he gritted his teeth and got up and continued to fight.
There were countless bruises and wounds on his body, and his golden aura was bright and dim, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.
Because he could feel that not only had his combat effectiveness improved, but his fighting methods had also become much richer after he understood the nature of combat.
Attacks that I couldn't catch before were now able to be blocked once or twice.
Before, I could only take passive beatings, but now I can occasionally fight back.
Although I am still being crushed, the crushing feeling is gradually reducing.
After being knocked away again, Trunks did not get up immediately, but lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily.
"That's it for today--" he said with difficulty.
Son Mirai walked to him and looked down at him.
"Tired?"
Trunks smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Son Mirai, I really can't move."
Son Mirai was silent for a moment, and then sat down next to him.
"Do you know why I have to force you like this?"
Trunks raised his head and said, "I know, you are doing this for my own good!"
Son Mirai nodded and said, "Although your life is already very difficult, you can only rely on yourself in this world.
After those future enemies I mentioned appear, you still need to face them yourself.
At that time, if you fall, your mother will die, and everyone in your time and space will die.
So, you must be better than anyone else!"
Trunks listened quietly, his eyes slightly red and said, "Thank you, Mr. Son Mirai."
Son Mirai stood up and dusted himself off.
"That's it for today, let's eat something and go to bed----"
Looking at Son Mirai's back, Trunks clenched his fists.
"Mom, Mr. Son Mirai is a strong person. I can clearly see that I am getting stronger. I will definitely protect you and our world--