The Training at Korin Tower Ends

Sun Mo climbed Korin Tower again, just two hours later.

"Korin, I'm back."

He set his starting stance once more and said, "Senzu Beans are amazing—I'm full of energy now!

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Alright, let's keep going."

Korin kept his expression steady, but couldn't help marveling inwardly: "What an incredible guy!"

Soon, they resumed their battle for the Ultra Divine Water.

In the days that followed, Korin Tower became Sun Mo's training sanctuary.

He didn't fixate on snatching the utterly useless Ultra Divine Water; instead, he focused on observing and mimicking.

Every movement, every lunge and feint in the struggle, was an attempt to copy Korin's motions.

Sun Mo understood that in terms of combat power, Korin wasn't high.

But when it came to realm and understanding of martial arts, Korin, who had lived over eight hundred years, far surpassed ordinary people.

His breathing and movements were exceptionally coordinated, and his agility far exceeded Sun Mo's.

Especially his knack for instantaneous dodging—Sun Mo was in awe of it.

Even with his back turned, Korin could evade with pinpoint accuracy.

Sun Mo took this strength and learned from it.

Yet his imitation earned Korin's scorn.

"You're decent enough in skill, but you think too much!"

Sun Mo scratched his head, embarrassed. "Sorry, I can't grasp that yet.

I really don't know how to grab the Ultra Divine Water without thinking."

Korin taught him: "To grab it, your body has to be faster than your brain!"

"Dumb as a rock—body faster than brain..."

Sun Mo's face darkened. Isn't this just the same flavor as Ultra Instinct?

But it was all that kind of cryptic preaching, and Sun Mo couldn't understand it.

If he didn't get it, he asked—Sun Mo didn't care if people called him stupid.

"Easy to say, but how do I actually do it?"

Korin said, "Have you seen the wind blow through leaves? Do the leaves 'think' about how to dodge?"

Sun Mo thought it over and said, "Sorry, I still don't get it..."

Korin instructed: "When you're grabbing the bottle, don't think too much.

Just focus on one thing—grabbing the bottle..."

Sun Mo seemed to catch a glimmer.

It was just a simple act of grabbing the bottle—all he had to do was grab it.

And yet he'd been trying to mimic Korin's movements too, thinking way too much.

Sun Mo etched Korin's words into his mind.

"Again!"

This time, Sun Mo's focus sharpened, and his movements flowed more smoothly...

A hint of relief flickered across Korin's face.

Time flowed like water, and a few days passed in a blink.

During an ordinary chase, Sun Mo's foot naturally slipped into a misstep, his body twisted at a tiny, almost instinctive angle, and for the first time, his fingertips truly touched the bottle!

"Huh?"

Korin let out a soft gasp, his round eyes widening in surprise.

"You brat... you learn frighteningly fast."

Sun Mo didn't know how to respond.

Was that a compliment?

It felt off to him.

Because he remembered Son Goku had grabbed the Ultra Divine Water within three days.

And here he was, five days in, only touching it once without actually snatching it...

Sun Mo lowered his head. "Again!"

Korin quickly yawned and said, "I'm dead tired—let's pick this up tomorrow. I need a nap..."

Sun Mo glanced at the sun, which was about to set, and nodded. "Alright, I should rest too..."

After eating Senzu Beans, even with daily training and heavy energy expenditure, three meals a day weren't necessary.

Korin went to sleep, and Sun Mo did too.

But Sun Mo also knew how to copy homework.

However Korin slept, he slept the same way...

Training days always flew by.

Over a dozen days flashed past with the rising and setting of the sun.

Finally, on a morning when the first rays of dawn broke, Sun Mo grabbed the bottle of Ultra Divine Water.

"Heh... got it that fast, you've got some skill!"

Korin smiled, a smile carrying relief, and also a hint of a sigh of release.

In truth, a few days earlier, he could have easily taken the bottle.

But he felt his movements weren't smooth enough, his training incomplete, so he held off.

Korin said, "Drink it. The Ultra Divine Water should have been yours long ago."

Sun Mo looked down at the bottle, then shook his head. "No need to drink it, right?

I think I've already gotten what I wanted."

Sun Mo understood clearly—the Ultra Divine Water didn't exist. The training to improve power was the process of snatching the bottle from Korin.

Korin nodded. "Didn't expect you to see through that. Pretty sharp.

That's right, there's no such thing as Ultra Divine Water that boosts power. If you want to get stronger, only hard training works..."

Sun Mo agreed with that statement wholeheartedly.

Any power gained through improper means couldn't compare to the solid feeling of power earned through hard work.

"I understand!"

Korin stretched hard and said, "You can leave now. There's nothing left I can teach you."

This training period of less than a month had been pleasant, and Sun Mo was a bit reluctant to leave.

But he really did have to go.

Before leaving, Sun Mo looked at the two full jars and said, "Korin, before I go, I'd like some Senzu Beans."

Korin chuckled. "You little rascal, planning to use Senzu Beans to save time on eating so you can train more?"

"Something like that..." Sun Mo didn't explain.

He really would do that for a while. Besides being able to stave off hunger for ten days with one bean, the bigger use was adding a layer of insurance for his training in the Gravity Chamber.

Korin sighed. "Enjoying good food is one of life's great pleasures.

And you'd rather eat Senzu Beans. You don't know how to enjoy things..."

Even as he said this, he packed a bag of Senzu Beans and tossed it to Sun Mo.

"Take it!"

Sun Mo caught the bag, weighed it in his hand—about thirty or so beans inside. That was plenty.

Compared to the stockpile here, it was like a drop in the bucket, but enough for his needs.

After all, even if he exploited loopholes to boost his combat power in bursts, his potential would run dry after only a few rounds.

To get stronger, serious training was the long-term solution.

"Well then, goodbye, Korin!"

"Goodbye!"

Just as Sun Mo was about to jump down, he suddenly caught on.

When Korin mentioned good food just now, was he subtly hinting that he wanted to eat some?

So Sun Mo turned back to Korin and said, "Next time I come, I'll bring you some good food..."

Korin smiled. "I haven't eaten human food in hundreds of years.

Hearing you say that actually makes me look forward to it. Well then, thanks in advance!"

"No need to be polite. Goodbye!"

After bidding Korin farewell, Sun Mo headed straight for West City.

However, upon arriving at Capsule Corp, he found that Bulma wasn't home.

Mrs. Brief squinted and chuckled. "Ohohohoho, what bad timing!

The day before yesterday, Son Goku and Krillin came and asked Bulma to fix the Dragon Radar."

Bulma thought homeschooling was boring, so she went along to look for the Dragon Balls!"

Sun Mo slapped his forehead and said, "How could I forget about that? That Bulma, she never lets me have a moment's peace..."

"I'm going after Bulma. Goodbye!"

With that, Sun Mo pulled the pillar out of the ground and got ready for Log-Riding Flight again.

But Mrs. Brief looked a bit regretful.

"Oh, leaving so soon? Won't you stay for a meal?"

Hearing the word "meal," Sun Mo's hand, about to toss the pillar, stopped.

"A meal works. Better yet, pack me some food to take along..."

Mrs. Brief smiled warmly and said, "Sure, no problem at all. Would you like some wine?"

Just then, Dr. Brief came riding up on his little electric scooter.

"Sun Mo, glad you haven't left yet. Great!

This is Bulma's Hoi-Poi Capsule—she took the wrong one. Could you take it for her?"