Hearing Son Gohan's words, Piccolo stopped.
"Right. I'm going to train."
"Even though Tarble and Rix were behind us in strength, they kept catching up."
"Now, in just over a month, they've both become Super Saiyans."
"I have no reason not to train."
After hearing this, Son Gohan fell silent.
The two stood quietly for a few seconds before Piccolo changed the subject. "Gohan, I haven't congratulated you on becoming a scholar yet."
"Congratulations, Gohan!"
At that, a happy smile returned to Son Gohan's face.
"Thank you, Uncle Piccolo."
To him, Piccolo's blessing meant more than anyone else's.
For a while, neither of them said anything.
They just stood there quietly.
Finally.
Piccolo tossed out a parting remark, then powered up and flew away.
"Gohan, try to get some training in when you have time."
Watching Piccolo's rapidly receding figure, Son Gohan nodded firmly and shouted, "I will, Uncle Piccolo—"
Just as Rix successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan, there was another bout of chaos on North Kai Planet.
Unable to shake Goku off, North Kai had no choice but to tell him the truth.
He also explained that Vegeta had used the Saiyan trait of growing stronger after recovering from near-fatal injuries to first increase Rix's base strength, and that it had taken several attempts before Rix managed to transform.
After hearing all this, Son Goku grew very interested.
"Wow, I didn't know Vegeta was so good at teaching!"
"But it looks like Tarble and Rix are both pretty talented, too."
"Otherwise, Vegeta wouldn't have put so much effort into them."
"Why is that..."
Vegeta: You'd better not try to guess what this prince is thinking!
Just wait to be surpassed!
"Forget it. Since they're not enemies, I'd better focus on my training!"
"Lord Kai, sorry for the trouble, but could you add another ton of weight for me..."
"Huh?"
"Lord Kai, why are you lying on the ground?"
Hearing this, North Kai, who had once again been pinned to the ground, flew into a rage. "Idiot!"
"Who else could it be besides you?"
Earth.
Kami's Lookout.
"Rix, congratulations on mastering the Super Saiyan form!"
Seeing Rix maintain his Super Saiyan state, Tarble congratulated him at once.
At first, a hint of joy flashed in Rix's eyes, but then he returned to normal.
In an instant, the joy vanished from his eyes, replaced by deep remorse.
With a thud, he suddenly dropped to his knees and bowed until his forehead hit the ground.
Thump!
He hit the ground hard, making a dull sound.
"Your Highness Tarble, I... I wrongly accused His Highness Vegeta."
Seeing this, Tarble reassured him:
"Don't worry, Rix.
"My big brother Vegeta has changed a lot from the way he used to be."
"He just doesn't want to see the Saiyans remain so weak."
"With his strength now, if he'd really wanted to kill you, you probably wouldn't be standing here talking to me, would you?"
"Get up."
"From now on, just work hard and get stronger."
"Don't you want to become stronger?"
As soon as Tarble finished speaking, Trunks chimed in, "That's right, Uncle Rix. My dad didn't really mean to kill—"
"Mm!"
Before he could finish, he realized that sounded wrong. He hurriedly swallowed the last word, "you."
His eyes darted around, and he quickly changed tack. "Uh, my dad didn't mean you any harm, Uncle Rix."
After hearing them out, Rix abruptly raised his head. Much of the remorse had faded from his eyes, and he said firmly, "I'll follow Your Highness's lead until my dying breath!"
"I'll work hard at my training, too!"
Tarble smiled. "That's more like it!"
"Come on, let's head back for dinner. We don't want Big Brother and Sis-in-law waiting too long."
"Yes!"
Afterward, Tarble said goodbye to Dende and Mr. Popo and left.
Watching them disappear into the distance, Dende exclaimed, "Mr. Popo, the Saiyans' natural talent really is enviable!"
"It's a good thing they're not our enemies now, or else..."
He let the words trail off.
But Mr. Popo knew what he meant.
"Dende, you don't need to worry. Popo can sense that these two Saiyans aren't evil.
"Especially the one called Tarble. His temperament is quite similar to Son Goku's."
"That's right, Mr. Popo. I sensed it, too." Dende laughed heartily. "Ha ha, as long as they're kindhearted, that's good. Otherwise, the world would be thrown into turmoil again."
While they were flying back, Tarble bound Trunks.
[Congratulations, Host! Successfully bound target: Trunks. Training effect increased by 1x.]
[Available binding slots: 0. Bound targets: 5. Training effect multiplier: 6x.]
Excellent!
My training speed has increased again!
Tarble was secretly delighted.
Next, he'd spend a few days mastering the Super Saiyan Full Power Form, then continue training.
With his current training multiplier, he should be able to master it in less than ten days!
As for choosing skills, there weren't any worthwhile ones to pick from among those two little brats, Trunks and Son Goten.
He chose two skills at random: Afterimage Fist and Metamoran Fusion Technique.
When they returned to Bulma's house, Bulma was genuinely happy to hear that Tarble and Rix had successfully become Super Saiyans.
She even praised Tarble without reservation, saying he might be even more talented than Vegeta.
Tarble could only humbly say he still had a long way to go.
Of course.
Rix and Vegeta also apologized to each other.
Naturally, Rix apologized first, while Vegeta simply replied, "If you want to thank me, train hard. Don't be like Son Gohan."
After that, the two went back to their usual friendly ways.
After dinner.
As usual, Dr. Brief and his wife went off to get some exercise after their meal.
Tarble, Vegeta, and the others sat on the spacious balcony, drinking tea and chatting.
"Tarble, starting tomorrow, you two should focus on mastering the Super Saiyan form.
"Once you can control your power effortlessly while transformed, you can move on to the next stage of training."
Only after Bulma had finished chatting with Tarble did Vegeta speak.
Hearing this, Tarble pretended to be puzzled. "Big Brother, haven't we already mastered the Super Saiyan form?"
Vegeta snorted and said gravely, "Hmph. Gaining a basic grasp of it and drawing on one hundred percent of your power are two different things!"
He knew all too well how vast the difference between the two was!
Even though he often refused to admit that Son Goku was stronger and more talented than him, the facts left him no choice.
During the Cell Games, if he had mastered the Full Power Form too, he might not have been able to beat Cell, but at least he wouldn't have lost so badly.
Back then, he had mocked Son Goku for being full of ridiculous ideas.
But after mastering the Full Power Form himself, he couldn't help but admire Son Goku's genius.
Hearing this, Tarble pretended to understand.
"I see!"
"So how should we train?"
First, he wanted to see whether Vegeta would swallow his pride and copy Son Goku's training method.
However.
Vegeta's easygoing attitude surprised him.
"The training method is simple. After transforming into a Super Saiyan, stay transformed while going about your normal life."
"Once you can do that, you'll have mastered the Full Power Form."
"That method was thought up by that guy Kakarot."
"Hmph, that guy really does have some nerve, coming up with ideas like that!"
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