Mount Paozu Beneath the White Snow

"Aaaaaah..."

At this moment, Broly roared, his bloodline seemingly stimulated by the attack, his blood boiling, and he let out an excited shout.

"Mr. Wuling, this is it! Keep attacking me! I am Broly! I am Saiyan! Mr. Wuling, fight me!"

Call out!

Broly excitedly flew towards Son Wuling!

Vegeta looked at Broly and shouted, "Idiot, Broly, come back! Don't be reckless when dealing with Son Wuling!"

But it was too late!

Son Wuling leaped back a step, Broly's fist slammed into the ground, creating a huge crater!

Son Wuling gathered his palms together, the energy of the Ultra Instinct converged, and the World-Shaking Palm was released. The blue energy was draped in a layer of silver gauze and crackled with arcs of electricity.

"That trick again, is it specifically designed to target me...? Aaaaaah..."

Broly was at his wit's end. Why wouldn't anyone confront him head-on? Not to mention Son Wuling, even Son Gohan was out of the question, which prevented him, Super Saiyan 1, from using his full potential.

Struck by the World-Shaking Palm, energy converged and electric arcs erupted. Broly let out a miserable scream, returned to his normal appearance, fell into a coma, and lost his power.

Son Wuling glanced at Broly speechlessly. Broly's bloodline was quite suitable for the kind of mindless person. Although Ultra Instinct separating the body from the mind, it didn't mean making the brain stop thinking.

"Gohan, not bad! It seems that although you're not as diligent in your training as before, you haven't fallen behind!"

Son Gohan replied with a smile, "Wuling, after I finish my studies, I will professionally study the Wuling Spirit Immortal School, and I will reach the Ultra Ego you mentioned!"

Son Wuling smiled and nodded. There was no point in continuing the fight. He withdrew from the Ultra Instinct state, and Son Goku, Son Gohan, and Vegeta also returned to their original forms. The Ultra Instinct Domain dissipated along with them.

The Ultra Instinct Domain dissipated, Broly fell into a coma. He was taken away by Lan-Fan, and this became a world where only Broly was injured.

"Wow, Wuling! Even if we all attacked together, we wouldn't be a match for you."

Son Goku shouted at Son Wuling.

Trunks' eyes lit up as he looked at Son Goten and said, "Goten, did you see that?"

Son Goten nodded excitedly and replied, "Yeah, so cool! Uncle Wuling's Ultra Instinct feels so cool, even cooler than becoming Super Saiyan!"

"Wow, amazing... Rose, look! Uncle Wuling is so handsome!"

Bulla excitedly grabbed Rose's arm and shouted.

"Um..."

Rose nodded calmly, looking thoughtful, as if pondering something. After freeing herself from Bulla, she went to Son Wuling's side and asked, "Ultra Instinct? Gohan's Ultra Ego is completely different from Dad's. Dad, what's the difference between the two?"

"Well..."

Son Wuling, Vegeta, Son Goku Son Gohan were all stunned. Vegeta even glanced at Bulla, Trunks, Son Goten, thinking that these three were probably the ones the kids were really paying attention to.

Vegeta went even further, complaining, "Rose, I don't know how Son Wuling raised you. You're not like a child at all. Sigh, if Bulla and Trunks were like you, I'd be much more at ease."

"Um..."

Rose tilted her head in confusion, her mind full of questions. Her parents wanted her to be like Trunks, Son Goten, and Bulla, but why did Uncle Vegeta want Trunks and Bulla to be like her?

Son Wuling coughed softly and said to Vegeta, "We're all parents, and we all hope our children can grow up happily and have a better life."

Upon hearing this, Rose replied firmly, "I'm very happy now! Dad, I like spiritual practice, I like reading, I love you and Mom, and I love everyone."

Son Wuling smiled and nodded, looking down at the Rose that was now only half his height. He chuckled, "Hmm, ' Ultra Ego' is a different concept. It's centered on the self and is the complete opposite of Ultra Instinct.' I don't really understand it either. Gohan will have to figure it out himself, because Gohan isn't suited for 'Ultra Instinct.'"

That's right, Son Gohan isn't suited for Ultra Instinct. Although Son Gohan looks weak and unassuming, his personality and inherent characteristics make it impossible for him to achieve Ultra Instinct like Goku and Son Goku.

"Two opposing concepts? Yin and Yang, two extremes. Dad, can we combine Ultra Instinct and Gohan's Ultra Ego?"

Rose boldly spoke out, saying something that Son Wuling, no, that countless people wouldn't dare to even think of! She not only wanted to cultivate both the Ultra Instinct and the Ultra Ego at the same time, but also wanted to combine the two.

Son Wuling was shocked and couldn't believe it. After regaining his senses, he looked at Rose seriously and said, "This, I can't do. Just the Ultra Instinct is enough for me to pursue for a lifetime."

Son Gohan also said, "Yes, Rose, I haven't even opened up my Middle Dantian yet. If I don't transform into Super Saiyan 4, I might not be your match. Once I achieve Ultra Ego, I will pass on all that I know about Ultra Ego to you, Rose."

"Um..."

Rose clenched her fists, filled with a thirst for knowledge. She was determined to do what even Son Wuling and Son Gohan couldn't, and she declared, "Dad, Gohan, I will definitely do it someday! I will combine these two extremes of Yin and Yang!"

"Okay, Rose, keep it up!"

Son Gohan raised his arms and cheered.

Son Wuling replied with a smile, "But for now, Rose, you should think about these things after you've opened up all your Dantian!"

"Yes..."

"That's what Rose replied."

Looking at Rose's current state, Vegeta couldn't help but recall the time of King Cold. He felt that Rose's future ability to become that unknown Destroyer Angel was largely related to Son Wuling and Son Gohan's Ultra Instinct and Ultra Ego.

After that incident, Son Goku, Vegeta, Broly began their spiritual and mental training!

However, the three of them were indeed big idiots. Even their own abilities and techniques were very crude. This kind of training really stumped them. Now, the hysterical angry shouts of Son Wuling could often be heard on Mount Paozu.

Winter!

As snowflakes fell, Mount Paozu was draped in a pristine white coat.

In Son Wuling's martial arts hall, Son Wuling's almost collapsing screams echoed throughout the entire Mount Paozu.

"Idiot, Vegeta, how many times have I told you? Calm down, be patient! If you keep going like this, you won't become a god even in three years!"

"Brother, what are you laughing at? Have you forgotten everything you trained before? You've forgotten everything—the silence of the sky, the heat hotter than the sun! Ah... Saiyan are monkeys, and your head is a monkey's too!"

"Broly, why do you have so many worries? All you can do is fight like a madman, right? Let me tell you, Lan-Fan has learned my World-Shaking Palm. No matter how crazy you are, I'll just use World-Shaking Palm to shock your heart and see how this Super Saiyan goes crazy."