"During these past few days of training, I've been living on Senzu Beans, and my body feels much stronger.
"I wonder if you could give me some more Senzu Beans. I've noticed that they not only restore stamina quickly, but also heal injuries.
"Could I have some Senzu Beans before I leave? I know they're very precious, but they could be a tremendous help on the journey ahead," Wumu said.
Master Korin fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "Wumu, I understand your request. Your journey does call for that kind of help. But Senzu Beans really are scarce, and every single one is immensely precious."
Master Korin took a bag from behind his back, containing nearly a hundred green Senzu Beans.
Wumu accepted the Senzu Beans and bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Master Korin. I'll use them carefully."
"Remember, Senzu Beans may be useful, but true strength still has to be cultivated through your own efforts," Master Korin cautioned.
Wumu accepted the small cloth bag and nodded excitedly.
"Thank you, Master Korin. I'll remember your teachings." His voice was full of resolve and confidence.
Then Wumu stood up and bowed deeply to Master Korin, expressing his deepest respect and gratitude.
Master Korin smiled in return and waved to indicate that there was no need for such formality.
After saying goodbye, Wumu walked to the edge of Korin Tower. Looking at the azure sky and vast land below, he knew his journey was far from over, and many challenges still awaited him.
He took a deep breath, gathered the ki throughout his body, then closed his eyes and felt the air currents flowing beneath his feet.
"Master Korin, I'm off."
"Go, Wumu. I believe you'll become an outstanding martial artist." Master Korin's voice was full of encouragement.
Wumu took a deep breath, focused his mind, then used the Flight Technique to fly slowly down from Korin Tower.
As he descended, the surrounding scenery began to come into focus, and his heartbeat quickened along with it.
Finally, Wumu landed steadily on the ground. He looked around and discovered that Bora and his son were already waiting for him.
Their mouths fell open in astonishment when they saw Wumu descend from the sky.
"Brother Wumu, how did you do that?" Bora exclaimed.
Wumu smiled and rubbed his head.
"This is the Flight Technique, which lets you fly. It's all thanks to Master Korin's teaching."
"Brother Wumu, I never imagined you'd actually make it to the top!" Bora said excitedly.
"Hahaha... just luck, just luck!" Wumu said with a laugh, his heart full of gratitude toward Master Korin.
After saying goodbye to Bora and his son, Wumu's heart brimmed with boundless anticipation for the future.
He knew the road ahead would be even harder, but he was also more certain that he could overcome every difficulty.
He followed the winding mountain paths, traveling onward as he searched for a suitable place to train.
After several days of searching, Wumu discovered a secluded mountain peak with beautiful scenery.
The peak was not particularly high, but it was very steep, surrounded by dense trees, like a Peach Blossom Spring cut off from the world.
Wumu decided to settle there and begin his life of training.
Although the mountain was not especially steep, its surroundings were quiet and secluded, and the wild beasts in the mountains would not pose much of a threat to him.
He found a level spot halfway up the mountain, cleared a patch of ground, and built a simple little hut from the surrounding trees and bamboo.
Every day, Wumu practiced Bajiquan from morning to night, constantly repeating its basic movements and combinations.
He knew that only through constant honing could his boxing become more polished and powerful.
Wumu ran through the mountains every day to strengthen his body. He persevered without faltering, striving to perfect every move and form of Bajiquan.
Under this intense training, his body grew stronger, and his breathing grew deeper and more powerful.
While training in Bajiquan, Wumu also began trying to invent a ki wave technique of his own.
He knew full well that relying on the Divine Wind Wave alone was not enough. In future battles, he would need a signature move of his own so he could face his enemies with greater composure.
Wumu immersed himself in exploring ki wave techniques.
After countless attempts and failures, Wumu finally succeeded in releasing his first ki wave on a dark, windy night.
It was a pure white ki wave containing tremendous power, leaving a long trail through the air and unleashing immense destructive force when it struck its target.
Wumu was thrilled. He knew he had finally found a skill of his own.
After repeated practice and refinement, Wumu gave this ki wave technique a name-"Star Shattering Wave."
He chose this name because every time he released the ki wave, it was as though countless stars shattered in the air, radiating light, beautiful yet powerful.
Wumu's life became simple but fulfilling. Besides practicing Bajiquan, Star Shattering Wave, and various other moves every day, he also visited the small town at the foot of the mountain to learn what was happening in the outside world.
A year passed in the blink of an eye, and Wumu's training yielded remarkable results. Not only had he mastered Bajiquan, but his Star Shattering Wave was also growing increasingly powerful.
During that year, Son Goku was also searching for the Dragon Balls and clashed with the Red Ribbon Army several times.
Between training sessions, Wumu also went down the mountain several times to visit Bora and his son.
Throughout that year of training, Wumu could sense the changes in the outside world, particularly the growing threat of the Red Ribbon Army.
On one trip down the mountain, Wumu happened upon the Red Ribbon Army attacking Bora and his son's home.
Bora and his son were in danger. Wumu joined the battle without hesitation, using his superb martial skills and Star Shattering Wave to successfully drive back the Red Ribbon Army and rescue them. Bora and his son expressed their deep gratitude.
"Brother Wumu, we owe you so much!" Bora said excitedly, his eyes full of gratitude.
As time passed, Wumu learned that Son Goku had fought and defeated the Red Ribbon Army, and he knew that Son Goku had already gathered all seven Dragon Balls. Wumu decided to find Son Goku and borrow the Dragon Balls to make a wish.
Wumu learned Son Goku's whereabouts from Bora and his son, then immediately set out.
After several days of flying with the Flight Technique, Wumu finally found Son Goku.
"Goku, I heard you've already gathered the seven Dragon Balls," Wumu said, getting straight to the point.
Son Goku glanced at Wumu and gave him a friendly smile.
"Yes, Wumu, I've gathered all the Dragon Balls. Did you need something from me?"
Wumu said a little sheepishly, "I'd like to borrow the Dragon Balls to make a wish. I've spent this past year training, hoping to become stronger. I heard the Dragon Balls can grant any wish, so I'd like to use this opportunity to increase my strength."
Son Goku listened earnestly, then nodded. "Wumu, I can sense your determination and kindness. If the Dragon Balls can help you, of course I'm willing to lend a hand. But make sure you think your wish through. The Dragon Balls can only grant one wish a year."
Wumu thanked him. "Thank you, Goku. I'll give my wish some careful thought."
"Shenron, please grant my wish!"
As Son Goku recited the incantation to summon Shenron, the sky suddenly darkened, and an oppressive feeling enveloped everyone.
Then an enormous dragon descended from the sky in sinuous coils, his appearance accompanied by deafening thunder.
"Please state your wish."
Shenron's voice was loud and majestic, echoing in their hearts.