"You used to be weak? No way!!!" Cabba was stunned by Son Gohan's words.
To think someone could have killed him with a single finger-wasn't that pure fantasy?
Caulifla and Kale looked equally bewildered.
They could hardly imagine someone so powerful having such a weak past.
Son Gohan said helplessly, "Please don't think I made this story up just to encourage you."
"I really was very weak back then."
"And I went through several life-or-death ordeals when I was only four or five. By nine or ten, I had to shoulder the responsibility of saving the planet alone. I'm guessing those are things you can hardly even imagine."
Son Gohan certainly wasn't lying.
He had faced all sorts of challenges from a very young age.
Raditz, Nappa, Vegeta, the Ginyu Force, Frieza, and eventually the androids...
When hadn't he narrowly escaped death?
With a life that eventful, did he need to make anything up? Of course not.
"Whoa..."
Son Gohan's words made all three of them suck in a sharp breath.
Their eyes filled with admiration as well.
Every powerful warrior's life really was a legend. There was nothing false about that saying.
Brimming with excitement, Caulifla asked, "Then how did you get so strong?"
As soon as she said it, she realized she had overstepped.
Many people were touchy about such things. Asking someone out of the blue how they had become stronger was practically asking them to reveal their methods. Those were personal secrets, and asking was very rude.
She quickly added, "Ah, sorry. I shouldn't have asked that. If you'd rather not say, you don't have to..."
"It's fine." Son Gohan shook his head. "We Saiyans have limitless potential. Whenever we face a life-or-death crisis, we break through our limits and reach new heights."
"My strength came