"Anger!"
"I need to find something that sets me off."
"But how am I supposed to make myself angry?"
That question soon gave him a headache.
After all the years he had lived through across two worlds, his emotions had grown steady beyond imagination.
"Looks like I can only keep training in my normal state for now."
"But once my normal-state power reaches a certain level, transforming into a Super Saiyan should get easier too."
Xia Le murmured to himself.
Then he went back into the Gravity Chamber to train.
It took him only four days to overcome 120 times gravity and move on to 130 times.
Xia Le threw punches, ran, did push-ups, and did sit-ups.
Nearly every day, all he did was eat, sleep, and train. He did not waste a moment.
Son Gohan, meanwhile, lived in his Super Saiyan form. As he gradually grew used to it, he began to appreciate the benefits of training this way.
"Compared to my previous transformations, I can draw out my power much more fully as a Super Saiyan now."
"Xia Le's advice really worked."
Son Gohan smiled as he spoke.
He turned his head slightly and called to Trunks beside him.
"Hey, Trunks, let's go get some food!"
"We're almost out of what we got last time."
Trunks smiled and nodded. "Okay, Gohan."
They flew along the forest and soon reached a Town.
"I don't think we've been here before," Son Gohan said with a frown.
Trunks nodded and looked around.
The Town was small, and its streets were quiet. A gust of wind blew a tattered robe into their path.
"Let's search the area and see if anyone's still alive," Son Gohan said.
"Okay!"
Trunks nodded.
He darted forward and ran down the street.
Son Gohan flashed away to