Sparring with His Disciple

"The angle is wrong, and so is your attack rhythm!"

On the arena, Son Gohan was guiding Tuck as the latter launched attacks at him with all his might.

Hearing his master's words, Tuck immediately began adjusting the angle of his attacks while controlling their speed.

In just the span of a breath, Tuck had corrected the issues Son Gohan had pointed out.

"Very good. Next is the issue with your combat rhythm."

As Son Gohan dealt with Tuck's attacks, he said, "I know your fighting style, but you can't use the same style against every enemy."

"I also understand your thinking. Being able to switch to a style that counters your opponent based on their fighting style is a good choice when facing enemies weaker than you or roughly your equal."

"But have you considered what you would do if you faced an opponent stronger than yourself?"

Tuck's gaze shifted. He knew Son Gohan was speaking the truth.

"I'm not saying your fighting style is wrong. You need to understand that first."

Son Gohan then said something that confused Tuck. "A fighting style is something that comes naturally. It is formed from your personality, traits, and combat experience."

"If there is a problem with your fighting style, then there are only a few possible reasons."

"One is that you lack the combat experience needed to support and refine your style. Another is that your own strength is still insufficient to realize the blueprint in your mind."

"Am I wrong?"

Tuck was truly shocked. He had thought Son Gohan would scold him and tell him to change his fighting style.

But he had never expected his master to tell him to stay on his own path.

Son Gohan could have sent Tuck directly to Whis, but that would not have