"Gohan, go outside and get a feel for it," Reke said, pointing to the space outside.
Son Gohan didn't understand what he meant, but walked out anyway.
"This..."
Ten times gravity wasn't much for him, but the temperature kept changing. One moment it was scorching hot, the next freezing cold, placing an enormous strain on his body. The air was also very thin, and he could feel his stamina draining rapidly.
"Gohan, this is a natural training environment. Come at me." Reke walked across from him and beckoned with a finger.
"Remember to transform," Reke reminded him.
"Sorry for the trouble, Uncle Reke!" Son Gohan knew how great the gap between them was, so he didn't waste time. He transformed into a Super Saiyan and charged at Reke.
As the fist drew closer, Reke leisurely raised a single finger and held it out in front of him.
Son Gohan's eyes widened. He knew there was a huge gap between them, but he hadn't expected Reke to block him so easily without even transforming into a Super Saiyan.
Gritting his teeth, Son Gohan unleashed hundreds of punches in an instant.
"Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud—"
Reke's finger moved swiftly, blocking every one of Son Gohan's attacks. His expression didn't change at all, as if they weren't fighting but just playing around.
Son Gohan was soon panting with exhaustion. His Super Saiyan transformation even wore off as his stamina ran out.
"Uncle Reke, what's going on?" Son Gohan asked between gasps.
"Gohan, becoming a Super Saiyan is only the beginning for us. Don't give up on improving your strength in your normal state just because you can transform."
"You need to understand that our transformation multiplies our normal strength by fifty. My normal battle power is one billion. Yours is at most