Time flies, and more than a month has passed.
Planet Yardrat, a secluded, desolate mountain.
Turles stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he watched the two little guys opposite him, who were on high alert.
Trunks and Son Goten hovered in mid-air, their fighting spirit blazing beneath their goggles.
"Master! We're going!" the two said in unison, their childish voices revealing a spirit of defiance.
Turles smiled and nodded. "So today's goal is still to get me moving, but I'll have to use what I taught you!"
The two little ones exchanged a glance, and their golden aura slightly receded inward.
This change is so subtle that it can almost be ignored.
But in Turles' view, this was a huge step forward.
It's just a matter of whether it can be maintained.
The two nodded again, seemingly having reached some kind of tactical agreement.
The next moment, Trunks launched the first attack!
The ground beneath his feet remained intact, unchanged despite the force of the burst, but his body shot out like a cannonball, hurtling straight toward Turles!
The training this month has already begun to show results.
Despite the swift attack, Turles remained with his hands behind his back.
With just a slight sway of his upper body, like a willow catkin swaying in the wind, he effortlessly dodged Trunks's barrage of heavy punches.
From Turles ' blind spot, Son Goten's figure appeared out of thin air without warning!
He tried his best to hide his anger.
Son Goten compressed all his gathered energy into a single point on the tip of his right fist, transforming it into an extremely solid, high-density energy ball that shimmered with dazzling light!
He slammed his fist hard into Turles's feet!
They tried to force Turles to move his body.
Will this attack succeed?
"The timing was good, but the flow of energy was still too stiff."
Turles chuckled softly, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.
The leg muscles that supported his body tensed up suddenly just as Son Goten's fist was about to strike!
An invisible shockwave erupted from the muscles in his legs!
Not only did it forcefully deflect Son Goten's all-out punch, but it also used the force transmitted through the ground to knock Trunks, who was still adjusting his posture in mid-air, back as well!
From beginning to end, Turles ' feet remained firmly planted in place, not moving an inch.
The two little ones nimbly tumbled in mid-air and landed steadily, undeterred.
If you fail, try again!
Trunks was jolted by the sudden force in mid-air, causing his blood and qi to churn. After readjusting himself...
Using the force of being knocked back, he kicked out with both feet!
He forcefully kicked Son Goten, who had also been thrown back behind him, towards the top of Turles ' head!
Son Goten, who was launched like a cannonball, understood immediately and instantly adjusted his posture in mid-air, concentrating all the compressed energy into his fist.
It charged fiercely towards Turles!
Turles finally instinctively pulled a hand out from behind his back.
Then, he extended his index and middle fingers.
It precisely blocked Son Goten's fist, which had gathered all his power, as it descended from the sky.
The violent shockwave, centered on the point where the two collided, transformed into a visible white shockwave that swept wildly in all directions!
The hard rocky ground, at this moment, was like a fragile biscuit, instantly shattering into a dense spiderweb of cracks centered on Turles ' feet, which quickly spread outwards!
However, despite the earth shaking beneath their feet and the howling air currents, they remained undisturbed.
Turles himself, however, remained as unmoved as an ancient statue rooted deep in the earth.
He withdrew his two unharmed fingers, looked at Son Goten who was frozen in mid-air with a look of astonishment after his full-force attack was easily neutralized, and finally nodded in satisfaction.
"Although I didn't use my feet, this is the first time I've used my hands, so you pass!"
Trunks and Son Goten were delighted to hear Turles's confirmation.
The blinding golden light instantly dissipated from the two of them, and they almost simultaneously exited their Super Saiyan forms.
"Success!"
Trunks jumped up, his previously tense face now beaming with joy.
He rushed up to Son Goten and raised his hand high.
"Smack!"
The two held hands and cheered joyfully.
The two little ones jumped and danced excitedly, punching each other's shoulders, fully releasing the pressure of more than a month of arduous training, as well as the hard-won and immense sense of accomplishment they felt at this moment.
Just as the cheers of the two little ones reached their peak.
Turles ' calm yet authoritative voice rang out once more.
"It's too early to be happy!"
The cheers abruptly ceased.
Turles slowly walked up to the two men, watching the comical expressions on their faces shift from ecstasy to unease in an instant.
"Before proceeding to the next stage of training..."
Turles paused deliberately, enjoying the increasingly tense expressions on the two little ones' faces.
"You need to complete a real test first."
test?
Trunks and Son Goten immediately stopped smiling, instinctively put their legs together, straightened their small backs, and sat up straight.
Turles was pleased with their ability to quickly switch between states of focus and continued to announce.
"The test involves an extremely demanding independent task."
Independent mission?
The two little ones exchanged a glance, both seeing a mixture of confusion and excitement in each other's eyes.
Finally, I can stop this tedious training and get ready for real combat?!
Turles took in their eager expressions and slowly explained the details of the mission.
"You will be sent to some planets called those outside the Order."
"It was a completely lawless planet, chaotic, violent, and utterly disorderly—a paradise for space pirates and all sorts of outlaws."
Upon hearing the word "heaven," the two little ones showed no fear whatsoever; instead, their faces lit up with even greater anticipation.
Turles seemed oblivious to their expressions and continued stating the mission objectives in his emotionless tone.
"Your mission is to destroy the largest space pirate stronghold on every planet."
"And..."
Turles held up one finger and pointed to his chest.
"Bring back the pirate captain's communicator."
Doesn't that sound easy?
"Certainly!"
"There are conditions!"
"The period is one month, but throughout this month, you must maintain your Super Saiyan transformation."