Namek, at the Grand Elder's residence.
Piccolo stood to one side, getting used to his dramatically increased power.
Not far away, Son Goku stood in an open clearing, facing the two little boys, Wuhao and Wuqi.
Son Goku was training them, but today's training was different from before.
"Dad..." Wuqi sat on the ground, dejected, his little face scrunched up. "I can't control it..."
"Me neither." Wuhao crouched in front of a rock and held up his hand. "I tried to move this rock with my ki just now, but my finger went straight through it, and the rock didn't move at all."
"Hahaha." Krillin burst out laughing from nearby. "Isn't that just like Goku? The first time he trained at the Lookout, he couldn't even lift a rock."
"Haha, Krillin's right. I had the same problem, too," Son Goku said with a laugh.
"Wuqi, how do you feel right now?"
"Like I'm full of energy." Wuqi swung his little fists. "But I can't control my ki."
"Me too!" Wuhao raised his hand. "It's like an ant trying to play basketball. Trying to get the ball into the hoop is really hard."
Son Goku nodded.
[Three days ago, their battle power had only been six thousand. Now, thanks to the Grand Elder unlocking their potential, it had shot up from six thousand to sixty thousand.]
[Their power had increased tenfold. When they'd gone out to clear away the grunts earlier, they'd only dared to use their fists and feet because they were afraid they'd lose control and hurt someone.]
"Listen up." Son Goku held up two fingers. "Your battle power has gone from six thousand to sixty thousand. But this tenfold increase in power isn't something you gained little by little through training."
Wuhao blinked. "So what should we do?"