The new training ground behind Kami's Lookout had been expanded by Bulma just last month. She had enclosed the entire valley with high-density alloy plates imported from Universe 3, and laid five layers of composite cushioning material over the ground. Rumor had it that the topmost layer could absorb a full-force strike from a regular Super Saiyan without cracking. When Ji Ming entered the training ground, Son Goku was already sitting cross-legged in the center, the Power Pole laid across his knees. The silvery-white aura of Ultra Instinct had yet to ignite, but his breathing had already settled into its pre-battle rhythm. Vegeta leaned against the control console at the edge of the field, his fingers rapidly adjusting the gravity field parameters on the holographic display—he had changed the training ground's gravity from uniform mode to random fluctuation mode. Every thirty seconds, a gravity peak would automatically form in a different area, randomly shifting between fifty and three hundred times normal gravity.
"Last time, Crimson-Gold Ultra Instinct burned out six sets of Bulma's probes. This time, I upgraded the data collection system." Vegeta did not look up, and a Silver Blue gleam flashed across his fingertips. "The energy fluctuations from every attack will be converted into wave-frequency charts in real time, down to the subatomic level. You two fight. I'll record." Ji Ming took off his jacket, draped it over a rack at the edge of the field, and walked into the training area. Son Goku rose to his feet and casually propped the Power Pole against a stone pillar as silvery-white flames slowly lit across his body. The two exchanged a glance. There was no countdown, no preparatory gesture—they vanished from where they stood at the same instant. Ji Ming's right fist, wrapped in crimson-gold and silvery-white flames, blasted