However.
The second attempt still ended in failure.
However, the duration he maintained the Super Saiyan form was five seconds longer than the first time.
After Dende helped "recharge" him, Rix followed Tarble's advice before beginning his third attempt.
And this time, he was finally not forced to revert to his base state.
To be safe, he even attempted a fourth time.
The result, of course, was successfully mastering the Super Saiyan transformation.
On the other side.
Vegeta had just flown home when he sensed Rix's energy suddenly skyrocket and remain stable for a long time; a smile couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth.
In private, they had asked Rix what he had experienced over these years.
Since the other party had been so dutiful, even while stationed on a remote planet, he had remained committed to his post, always taking the protection of Tarble's life as his own responsibility.
According to Rix, when he and his other companion, Tomato, encountered a troublesome enemy for the last time, they both fought with all their might to protect Tarble, and Tomato perished together with the enemy.
He felt a sense of gratitude toward both Rix and Tomato.
Rix had also told him that ever since then, Tarble had become fanatical about his training.
Of course, Vegeta could not simply take Rix's word for it.
Later, he found Tarble alone and learned that things were indeed as Rix had described.
From that moment on, he elevated Rix's position in his heart.
He began to treat him as half a family member!
Because he knew that under normal circumstances, a Saiyan would never obey the orders of a clansman weaker than themselves.
Not to mention, they would never risk their lives to ensure their safety.
If this had been in the past, he would have definitely mocked them, saying, "There is no need to protect a piece of trash."
But now, he only felt gratitude.
The method of repayment was also very simple: to help Rix quickly master the Super Saiyan form.
However, he had always noticed that the speed of Rix's power growth was slower than his own had been.
If they followed conventional training methods, it would be absolutely impossible to reach the basic requirements for becoming a Super Saiyan in a short time.
Therefore, he had planned to go ask Dende for help on the day Tarble successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan.
Moreover, under normal circumstances, it is easiest to sustain a fatal injury when caught off guard.
This was the reason why he had attacked and severely wounded Rix without discussing it beforehand.
Furthermore, he had also guessed that Rix would be angry about this.
And anger was the key to successfully transforming into a Super Saiyan that he was aware of.
Killing two birds with one stone, and with Dende there, what was there to be afraid of?!
Descending from the sky into the super villa, Vegeta looked back toward the direction of Kami's Lookout and muttered, "This is what you deserve."
"Hate me if you will, resent me if you must."
"I, Vegeta, fear nothing!"
"Strive to become stronger!"
Afterward, he walked slowly toward the dining room.
Under the glow of the setting sun, his shadow on the ground was much longer than his actual height.
At the same time.
The Z Fighters on Earth also sensed the change in Rix's energy.
They had originally thought that Rix would be unable to complete the Super Saiyan transformation in such a short time.
Unexpectedly, he had successfully mastered it by the fourth attempt.
This greatly exceeded their expectations.
At Kame House.
Krillin faced the direction of Kami's Lookout, a flash of envy in his eyes.
"Master Roshi, the talent of the Saiyans is truly something ordinary people can never hope to reach, haha!"
In his laughter, it was not hard to hear a hint of envy, a touch of bitterness, and a sense of self-mockery.
In less than two months, Tarble and Rix had actually transformed into Super Saiyans one after the other.
One must know that just over a month ago, not to mention him, even Chiaotzu, the weakest among them, had been much stronger than the two of them.
But now?
They, the veteran fighters, had actually been surpassed.
The speed of this cultivation felt much faster even than Son Goku's.
However, he guessed that it was likely due to the use of the Gravity Chamber.
Yet, even having guessed the reason, he still sighed from the bottom of his heart:
The talent of a Saiyan is truly monstrous!
If it weren't for Android 18 being inside the house preparing dinner right now, she would surely have offered a few words of comfort.
After hearing this, Master Roshi glanced at Krillin out of the corner of his eye, then withdrew his gaze.
Looking up at the starry sky, a profound light flashed in his eyes.
"Different people possess different lives.
The path of cultivation follows the same principle.
Why must you insist on comparing yourself to the Saiyans?
Krillin, you have your own life as well!
Look back—aren't you hundreds, or even thousands of times stronger now than you were before?"
Having said this, he paused deliberately and turned his head to glance at Krillin once more.
Seeing his face full of astonishment, as if he were in a trance, he struck while the iron was hot: "To surpass others, you must first surpass yourself."
"Krillin, so many years have passed."
"Do you still remember what your original purpose for cultivating and seeking strength was?"
"Of your generation, I have only seen Son Goku, Tien Shinhan, Piccolo, and Vegeta—those four—able to keep their original intentions unchanged."
"What about you, Krillin?"
"Do you still remember your original intention?"
Having said this, he turned around and walked slowly toward the house.
"On the long road of life, holding fast to one's original intention is the rarest thing of all."
"The rarest thing, truly the rarest~"
Hearing these words from behind him, a strange light emerged in Krillin's drifting eyes.
He murmured softly to himself: "My original intention..."
Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha, upon realizing that Rix had also successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan, all sighed that Saiyans were nothing but monsters.
After their exclamation, Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu continued their own training.
As for Yamcha, he continued his life as a salted fish.
At Son Gohan's home.
Piccolo formally bid farewell to Son Gohan and prepared to leave.
Son Gohan watched Piccolo's retreating figure, his eyes filled with reluctance: "Uncle Piccolo, are you going off to train as well?"
Having only been reunited for a little over a month, they were already parting ways again; naturally, his heart was heavy.
Strictly speaking, in his heart, Piccolo carried more weight than his biological father, Son Goku.
Not a father by blood, yet better than a father.
During his most ignorant years, it was Piccolo who taught him from beginning to end how to fight and how to become a qualified warrior.
Most importantly, Piccolo had sacrificed himself to save him twice.
The first time was on Earth, and the second was on Namek.
Whenever he was in danger, Piccolo was always the first to appear before him.
This bond and this debt of gratitude were things he could never repay, nor did he know how to repay them.
However, he knew even better that surpassing his father, Son Goku, had always been Piccolo's dream.
Although Piccolo had always persisted in his training, the gap in talent was there.
Therefore, he had never been able to fulfill that wish.
To Piccolo, he was far more than just a simple master.
What he did not know was that Piccolo's heart was just as reluctant to leave.
The reason he walked slowly forward instead of powering up to fly away was simply to stay a little while longer.