Teaching Broly

"Sit properly now and carefully perceive your surroundings. You must become as tranquil as the sky and as inclusive as the earth. Only with a peaceful state of mind can you avoid being dominated by your own violent power."

"Mm!" Broly did not have much of an opinion of his own; he simply did whatever Wang Yang told him to do.

After instructing Broly on how to cultivate, Wang Yang went off to the side by himself, training while wearing weighted gear.

War King stroked his chin, watching Wang Yang exercise with great focus. He felt that this training method was incredibly mundane, and he couldn't fathom how such a simple approach could produce such terrifying power.

Could it be that this simple training method contains something I don't understand? War King muttered to himself, deciding to have his subordinates follow Wang Yang's training regimen later.

As Wang Yang performed a deep squat, he noticed War King watching him from the side, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Uncle War King, I still don't know how the people of this planet cultivate," Wang Yang asked curiously.

"Uh, our cultivation methods can't compare to yours, not at all," War King said with a dry laugh.

"I'm just a bit curious, why don't you tell me about it?" Wang Yang smiled.

Every civilization possesses its own wisdom, and Wang Yang was not arrogant enough to look down on them just because they were a lower-level civilization.

"Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you. There are three hundred and sixty-five mysterious points in the human body. These points can enhance one's physical constitution, and our method of cultivation is to massage and stimulate these points to make the body stronger," War King said with a smile.

"I can be considered the one who has gone the furthest on this path; here, I am invincible, though that excludes you two, of course," War King said, his expression filled with pride.

Wang Yang's eyes lit up; he felt that the points on the human body that War King described were very similar to the acupuncture points mentioned in his past life.

"Uncle War King, could you teach me your cultivation method?" Wang Yang stopped what he was doing and asked. His current training method was just the most basic one, and it couldn't possibly be less efficient than this.

The body is the foundation; only when the body becomes stronger can it contain more Ki. If the Ki within the body were to be exhausted and there was no protection from it, the body would revert to its original state, and a common sword could finish him off.

"Fine. Although these methods are secret techniques, your cultivation levels far exceed ours, so teaching you won't do any harm," War King nodded, thinking of Wang Yang's monstrous strength.

Through War King's hands-on guidance, Wang Yang immediately gained an understanding of the points on the human body.

Massaging and stimulating these points on the body could accelerate blood circulation and promote the body's metabolism; then, through exercise and nutritional supplements, one could strengthen oneself.

Wang Yang did not need anyone else's help. He innovated by controlling the Ki within his body to rotate and pulse at these points, constantly stimulating his body.

Feeling the tingling, itchy sensation spreading across his body, Wang Yang couldn't help but reveal a smile; this feeling was truly marvelous.

A single sentence of true instruction is worth ten thousand books of false teachings. Every civilization is worthy of respect; even if the combat power of the people on this planet was extremely low, they still had their own merits.

"In a group of three, there must be a teacher for me." Confucius did not deceive me!

One day, while Wang Yang was sitting on a small mountain peak cultivating, a powerful Ki suddenly approached from afar. He instinctively opened his eyes and looked over.

Paragus? This guy isn't dead yet?

Hm?

This Ki? It's Father's!

On the ground, Broly opened his eyes, and immediately after, he saw Paragus approaching aggressively.

Perceiving Ki was something Wang Yang had taught him. Broly had a high aptitude for comprehension and had quickly mastered the basics.

"So you're here! You made me search for quite a while," Paragus gritted his teeth as he glared at Wang Yang. Severely injured, he had lain in the crater for several days, enduring hunger and thirst, barely clinging to life thanks to the tenacious vitality of a Saiyan.

Ever since his wounds healed, he had been searching everywhere for Broly. To him, Broly was the hope of his entire life, and he could not afford to lose him under any circumstances.

"Father, where have you been these past few days?" Broly leaped into the air, appearing before Paragus.

"Father was injured these past few days. I came to find you without a moment's rest as soon as I recovered," Paragus said vaguely, not clarifying that he had been injured by Wang Yang. It would be a great shame if people knew he had been beaten half to death by a little brat.

"Damn you, Wang Yang, go to hell!" Seeing Wang Yang sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak, looking at him with a calm expression, a surge of anger erupted within Paragus, and he casually fired a Ki Blast.

Regardless of whether he could win or not, he would strike first. In any case, his son was here, so nothing would happen to him.

Wang Yang sneered. He pushed his right hand forward, and a blue Ki Blast erupted from his palm. The two energy blasts stalemated in the air for a moment before gradually pressing toward Paragus.

My body may not be fully developed yet and isn't as strong as yours, but when it comes to a contest of Ki Blasts, aren't you just an old man hanging himself because he thinks he's lived too long? I was already an existence you would have to look up to for your entire life the moment I was born!

"Damn it!"

Paragus held both palms forward, his face twisted as he struggled to resist the encroaching power. The veins on his arms bulged like little worms.

Seeing the Ki Blast drawing closer, a force like a collapsing mountain radiated outward, blowing Paragus's hair straight back.

Feeling the terrifying energy of the blast, Paragus panicked and screamed out.

"Broly, save me!"

Whoosh!

On the ground, Broly immediately turned into a shadow barely visible to the naked eye and kicked the Ki Blast into the sky.

Huff! Huff!

Paragus panted heavily, feeling deeply unwilling.

"Paragus, if you're fine, then get lost. Don't disturb me and Broly," Wang Yang said coldly.

He did not like Paragus at all, especially since Paragus treated Broly as a tool to conquer the universe. Although he wanted to destroy him, he was wary of the fact that he was Broly's father, and it would be difficult to explain to Broly once he grew up.

"I'll leave when I want to! Do you think I want to see you? Broly, let's go!" Paragus was furious at Wang Yang, then called for Broly to leave. Broly's strength was extraordinary; he needed to cultivate his relationship with him.

"I said it's you who is leaving. Broly is staying with me," Wang Yang frowned. If Broly left, there was no telling if he would be trained into that mindless destroyer from the original story again. He and Broly were friends who had shared life and death; Broly had even saved his own life. Knowing that Broly would become a mindless destroyer in the future, he had to find a way to help him.

"What did you say? You bastard, Broly is my son! How dare you try to separate us?" Paragus was instantly incensed.

"Your intentions are impure; you treat Broly as a tool!" Wang Yang looked at Paragus coldly.

"We are leaving, father and son. Let's see how you stop us!" Paragus grabbed Broly's small hand and prepared to leave.