"Goku used to be just as obsessed with training."
"Dad..."
Gohan sighed wistfully.
Then a smile spread across his face.
"Now that we have Xia Le, along with Trunks, the three of us can work together and train for a while longer."
"Once those two master the Super Saiyan transformation, we won't have to fear Android 17 or Android 18 anymore!"
Bulma smiled too. "Yes. With the three of you here, the world finally has hope."
Son Gohan nodded firmly. "I'm off to train."
"I'm still a little weaker than the Artificial Humans. If I can beat either one of them in a one-on-one fight, things will look much better for us."
Bulma encouraged him. "You can do it!"
"Yeah!"
Son Gohan smiled, waved, and left.
His heart was now filled with hope and anticipation.
Originally, there had only been him and Trunks, and Trunks was still young. Now they had Xia Le too. Though Xia Le was still weak, something about him gave Gohan an immense sense of reassurance.
It was just like the feeling he had once had around his father.
He was clearly just an ordinary person, yet he accepted a Saiyan modification with an extremely high risk of death.
Xia Le's desire for strength far surpasses mine and Trunks's.
Bulma was right. He really is like Dad back then.
Right now, Xia Le must be training really hard!
Son Gohan clenched his fists.
He called Trunks over, and the two headed into the nearby mountain woods to begin sparring.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Gravity Chamber.
Xia Le opened his eyes, only to die again before even a second had passed.
This was his first time experiencing a cycle in which he could not even feel himself coming back to life. It showed just how terrifying five hundred