Mr. Popo

In the Dragon Ball World, there are two servants of gods who are extremely mysterious.

One is the servant of the God of Destruction Beerus, the Angel Whis. He is not only a servant who assists the God of Destruction Beerus in his work, but also the teacher to every God of Destruction.

The Angel Whis is not only powerful in strength, but his status is also very unique. In Dragon Ball Super, even if Zeno were to erase an entire universe, the Angels would still continue to exist. Not to mention that the Angels are the children of the Grand Priest, which makes their status and standing quite evident.

The other one is the black man standing before Turles—Mr. Popo.

Mr. Popo is the servant and guardian of the Earth's Guardian, Piccolo. He has been stationed at the Lookout for a long time. His lifespan is even longer than that of the current Guardian, Piccolo, and he is one of the most mysterious characters in Dragon Ball.

Seeing Dero and the Guardian Piccolo still chatting, Turles thought for a moment and finally walked up to Mr. Popo.

"Excuse me, may I ask you a few questions?"

Turles did not look down on Mr. Popo just because his own combat power was higher. He knew that Mr. Popo was no simple figure, because even standing right in front of him, he could not sense any aura from Mr. Popo at all.

If Turles had held even a shred of contempt for Earth's martial arts before arriving on the planet, that contempt had completely vanished the moment he saw Mr. Popo.

This was the first time he had ever encountered someone other than himself whose aura he could not sense in the slightest, so Turles was very polite toward Mr. Popo.

"What questions do you have, sir?"

Mr. Popo's tone remained steady and calm; it seemed that Turles' inquiry did not cause any emotional fluctuation in him.

"Uh! It's like this: I would like to ask you some questions regarding martial arts, and I hope to receive your guidance."

As soon as these words were spoken, Raditz, who was standing to the side, was immediately astonished. He looked at Turles, then cast a surprised gaze toward Mr. Popo.

Could this be an expert like Turles who hides his entire aura?

Raditz thought to himself. He knew that Turles was no simple person. Ever since he learned to sense aura, he could not detect any of Turles' energy unless Turles actively released it. Even when he used his Scouter, the data displayed on it would be zero.

And now, Turles was actually being so polite to this unremarkable black man, which made Raditz think twice.

Mr. Popo was also somewhat surprised by Turles' attitude. Although the person before him had completely hidden his aura, Mr. Popo, having lived for a very long time, could still vaguely perceive what kind of astonishing energy was hidden beneath this person's body. This was a higher-level application of Ki.

"Very well. First, release your aura."

Mr. Popo was quite easygoing and readily agreed to Turles' request.

"Uh? All of it?" Turles hesitated upon hearing this.

"Yes, all of it!" Mr. Popo's reply remained calm and unruffled.

"Alright then!" Since Mr. Popo had requested it, Turles did not stand on ceremony anymore.

Turles also wanted to see just how high his combat power could reach once he released his full aura. He only knew that his combat power was no less than 200,000, but he was not clear on the specific number.

Because ever since he learned to perfectly control his aura, he had never released it fully again, except for the last time he transformed into a Great Ape and lost his sanity.

Turles walked to the center of the Lookout plaza. After glancing around, he planted his feet firmly in a horse stance, pulled his fists back to his waist, and began to release his ki.

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

Turles let go of his control over his ki, and the energy within him immediately began to boil, forcing him to let out a loud roar!

Accompanied by Turles's shouting, his ki slowly surged outward. The surrounding space began to warp, and gradually, a white aura appeared, swirling around his body.

Dero and Kami Piccolo, who had been talking just a moment ago, had approached Raditz at some point. Watching Turles's actions, Dero couldn't help but ask Raditz, "What's wrong with Turles? Why did he suddenly explode with ki?"

Raditz turned to look at Dero and the Kami Piccolo beside him, then turned back to watch Turles and replied, "Turles hopes to receive guidance from that dark-skinned gentleman, and he told Turles to release his ki so he could see it! So..."

"Mr. Popo?" Kami Piccolo looked puzzled and immediately cast his gaze toward Mr. Popo.

Seeing Kami Piccolo's look, Mr. Popo nodded immediately.

However, the group soon had no time to dwell on that, as Turles's continuously rising ki began to affect the surrounding weather.

"Rumble!"

The Lookout began to shake violently. Turles's wild momentum battered everything in the vicinity, and Kami Piccolo was nearly blown away by the gale force generated by the eruption of Turles's ki.

"Ha!"

Turles let out one final roar, fully releasing his ki. An intense pressure radiated outward, and everyone present was stunned by the sheer magnitude of his energy.

"How is this possible? How could he be this strong?"

Kami Piccolo stared at the upright figure standing in the center of the plaza, unable to believe his eyes.

Kami Piccolo was also capable of sensing ki, and precisely because of that, he knew just how powerful Turles's energy was. He had never seen anyone with such immense power, not even the previous Kami.

However, Dero and Raditz recovered quickly, as they had already witnessed the battle between Turles and Blue and had some understanding of Turles's combat power, though they were still surprised to see it again.

Meanwhile, because of the eruption of Turles's ki, everyone on Earth capable of sensing energy was shaken into looking toward the direction of the Lookout.

Below the Lookout.

A white cat holding a cane looked up at the Lookout above with a grave expression, muttering to himself, "Where did such a powerful fighter come from? How could there be such a massive ki? I wonder how Kami managed to provoke someone like this?"

"Sigh! I hope Kami can handle it!"

On an island on Earth.

A lecherous old man, who had been drooling over a beautiful girl on television, was startled right off his sofa by Turles's ki. His face turned pale as he looked toward the direction of Korin Tower.

On Paozu Mountain.

Son Goku, who had been paying his respects to his grandfather, suddenly walked out of the house. The innocent smile on his face had vanished, and he looked toward the direction of the Lookout with a grave expression.

"Flying Nimbus!"

After watching for a moment, Son Goku shouted toward the sky. Before long, a golden cloud appeared within his line of sight.

Son Goku leaped up, landed on the Flying Nimbus, and rode it toward the Lookout.

In a somewhat desolate mountain range.

Piccolo, a Namekian wearing a white cape with the kanji for "demon" embroidered on his chest, was hovering in mid-air, meditating. A giant boulder in front of him was also suspended in the air just like him.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Piccolo snapped his eyes open, and the boulder crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

Ignoring the fallen boulder, Piccolo looked toward the Lookout with a dark expression, a flicker of hatred and fear flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, every powerful fighter on Earth capable of sensing energy was shocked by the presence of Turles. Piccolo, Master Roshi, and Master Shen were all looking toward the direction of the Lookout, and Son Goku was already on his way there!

Turles was naturally unaware of all this, though even if he had known, he likely wouldn't have cared. Right now, he was simply looking at Mr. Popo with an expectant expression, hoping to receive some useful guidance.