Enjoying the Battle

Gohan knew very well that the "there" Kami mentioned was the most important goal of his trip—the Hyperbolic Time Chamber!

Then he heard Kami say, "But with your current body, you simply can't withstand the ten times gravity inside. You should train with Mr. Popo for a while first."

Gohan nodded without objection, then turned and followed Mr. Popo toward the interior of Kami's Lookout.

Watching that small figure gradually move farther away, Kami's slightly clouded eyes shifted from time to time, and a faintly contemplative look remained on his face.

"Do you want to train your combat skills, train your body, or something else?"

After they arrived in a spacious hall, Mr. Popo turned to look at Gohan and asked.

Gohan said very seriously, "I want to spar with Mr. Popo!"

Mr. Popo, servant of Kami's Lookout—according to the records, he had served many generations of gods, and his exact age was unknown.

He had fought Son Goku, fought Piccolo, fought Son Goten and Trunks...

Although his official power level was listed as 1,030, he had been able to block Super Saiyan Son Goten and Son Gohan at the same time.

Even if the two of them had not used their full strength, a Super Saiyan's baseline power level still broke a hundred million. No matter what, Mr. Popo had to be somewhere around sixty to seventy million.

In truth, estimating his power level was not important, because in the eyes of many netizens, this was very likely just a BUG.

But later, after Ultra Instinct appeared, many people suddenly remembered that this fighting style somehow looked a little familiar.

It was not until Vegeta entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber again that they discovered the combat techniques Mr. Popo had used at the very beginning were actually so similar to Ultra Instinct.

That led many netizens to start speculating whether Mr. Popo was a puppet created by a higher-level god, and therefore possessed an incomplete version of that combat mode.

In short, Gohan really wanted to know just how terrifying Mr. Popo's strength was.

Although with his current strength, he could not truly determine that, he could still experience it for himself!

"Come. You may attack me at any time," Mr. Popo said expressionlessly.

Gohan did not stand on ceremony and launched his attack at once!

Even though his body was only around four years old, Gohan's attack was still incomparably swift, not at all like a little child's.

Even without any martial arts routines, Gohan chose the most direct method: attacking straight toward weak points.

But Mr. Popo kept dodging Gohan's attacks, looking utterly relaxed and effortless, as if an adult were avoiding a child's blows.

Suddenly retreating backward, Gohan began adjusting the rhythm of his breathing.

The blood inside his body had already begun to boil. Gohan could feel that some shackle within him had already opened.

He did not know how to explain it. He only felt a completely new power bursting out from deep within his body and rapidly spreading through every part of him.

His eyes narrowed. Gohan gritted his teeth and let out a low shout, charging toward Mr. Popo at a speed much faster than before.

When he threw a punch, he could clearly feel that it was at least twice as fast as before.

When he kicked, the power contained within it also far surpassed what it had been before, and even the gusts and air currents it stirred up had become different.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Gohan's attack speed grew faster and faster, and his heart began roaring like the engine of a sports car.

In battle, Gohan was not blindly attacking without thought. At the same time, he was constantly modifying his fighting style.

The ways his hands and feet attacked, the angles of attack, the force of each strike, and the timing of each attack.

All of this was continuously improved even as he fought, making Gohan's attack efficiency stronger and stronger.

Although Mr. Popo was still expressionlessly dodging Gohan's attacks, he seemed to have sensed something.

Bang!

Just then, Mr. Popo, who had been dodging the whole time, suddenly threw a punch and struck Gohan directly in the abdomen.

Gohan's whole body shook, but the next instant, he also threw a punch at Mr. Popo, only for the latter to dodge it with a sidestep.

Gohan did not pursue, because the discomfort coming from his abdomen made him understand that Mr. Popo had not used his full strength with that punch just now. Otherwise, he would have lost consciousness long ago.

After thinking in place for several seconds, Gohan's eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to understand Mr. Popo's intention in doing this.

Taking a deep breath, Gohan charged at Mr. Popo again and took the initiative to attack.

This time, Gohan changed his method of attack. Now, he was not only changing and adjusting his own way of attacking, but also observing how Mr. Popo dodged.

At this moment, Gohan's brain was already operating at its limit, because he was even calculating which part of his body Mr. Popo would choose if he attacked.

After the two sides fought for quite a while, Mr. Popo suddenly made another move. Once again, his punch struck Gohan in the abdomen.

After retreating several steps in a row, Gohan steadied himself again.

"Popo thinks you are doing this wrong. You have not found the fighting style most suited to you. Like this, it will be very hard for your strength to improve," Mr. Popo said, pointing at Gohan.

Hearing this, Gohan began to calm himself again, and his mind started working rapidly.

The first fighting style was the kind used by someone like Son Goku, who only knew how to improve through battle and training.

The second fighting style was the kind used by someone like Vegeta, who calculated everything and made use of any combat method that could help him win.

But under Mr. Popo's observation, neither of these fighting styles suited Gohan at all, so he had been using his own way to remind him.

Closing his eyes, Gohan stopped thinking and began emptying his mind, entering a clear, ethereal state.

Mr. Popo did not hurry him either, simply standing quietly in place and waiting.

After several minutes, Son Gohan suddenly opened his eyes. The complexity from before was gone; all that remained was a pure light in his gaze.

Whoosh!

This time, Son Gohan's speed completely surpassed anything from before, and he instantly charged right in front of Mr. Popo.

A punch, with no fancy flourishes at all—a pure attack!

Although at first, in terms of offensive efficiency, it was not as fast as at the very beginning, nor did it have the later calculations, it was the purest and most suitable style for Son Gohan.

What suited him best could draw out his strongest power!

And after he had been attacking for a while, Son Gohan's offensive efficiency completely surpassed what it had been before.

Most terrifying of all, Son Gohan's speed and strength were still increasing, as though there was an inexhaustible potential within him.

And at that moment, not far away, Kami stood in the shadows with his great staff, silently watching Son Gohan's battle.

Once, he had been the strongest existence on Earth. Even in his old age, he could still see that Son Gohan's strength was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Narrowing his eyes, Kami had already made a decision in his heart.

Son Gohan had completely sunk into the battle. He felt as if every muscle in his body was shouting.

That's right. He was enjoying the fight!