Merus looked at Turles, who was covered in wounds but still stubbornly arguing, and gently shook his head.
His tone was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable certainty.
"This is the fastest way to get your body to remember the sensations."
Merus stepped forward, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
"Although it was only for a split second, your body did indeed instinctively try to dodge for the first time."
"The process of going from slow to fast is a gradual one."
These words made Turles feel a little better.
It wasn't just a simple case of being beaten.
Merus' gaze was deep, as if he could see right through his thoughts.
"Afterwards, I will personally take action and let you experience a different rhythm of combat."
Turles fell into a brief silence upon hearing this.
He recalled the strange feeling of his consciousness being forcibly stripped away, leaving his body to react on its own, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Severing communication between the brain and body... is still too difficult..."
This feels so awkward, like I'm no longer the master of my own body.
Despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, a fanatical fire reignited in Turles ' eyes.
"However... this method does seem to allow the body to better harmonize its power!"
He struggled, weakly raising a still trembling fist.
The Saiyan tail behind him thrashed uncontrollably with excitement, slapping the ground.
The extreme desire to become stronger is an instinct etched into the Saiyan's genes.
Merus nodded with satisfaction.
The two fell silent and sat cross-legged facing each other on the open, rocky ground.
Turles, utterly exhausted, slowly closed his eyes.
He immersed himself completely in his body, trying to capture that fleeting glimmer of instinct in the darkness.
The sounds of wind and the subtle movement of clouds on the Grand Kai's Planet gradually faded from Turles's perception.
Time seemed to have lost its meaning.
His breathing became long and shallow, and a faint silver glow appeared on his skin.
I don't know how much time passed.
Turles was jolted awake from his deep meditation!
When he opened his eyes again, besides Merus, who was still sitting cross-legged, there was now a panicked figure in front of him.
It's Galactic Patrol Jaco!
"Call..."
Turles slowly rose to his feet, his bones crackling and popping all over his body.
The feeling was like a body that had fallen apart being reassembled.
When Jaco saw him wake up, it was as if he had seen a savior. He hurriedly stumbled over, his voice filled with undisguised urgency.
" Turles! Something terrible has happened!"
Turles frowned slightly, looking at Jaco's bewildered expression.
Speak slowly.
Jaco swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he pulled a communicator from his pocket and pointed the screen at Turles.
" Planet Turles... your... your base... has been attacked! The damage is severe!"
Turles's previously calm face turned icy cold the moment he heard those words, and his brows furrowed.
Planet Turles?
"What did you say?"
"This kind of thing..."
boom!!!!
An incomparably terrifying aura erupted uncontrollably from Turles' body!
A dark red, violent aura shot into the sky like an angry dragon!
The entire sky Grand Kai's Planet changed color at that moment, and the wind and clouds swirled!
Jaco was thrown away by the shockwave, and Turles realized his lapse in composure.
Perhaps because he had just experienced a miraculous training session, he was still a little dazed...
Someone actually dared to attack the Planet Turles?!
Are you crazy?!
Who did it?
Turles continued to ask.
Jaco quickly got up from the ground and answered tremblingly.
"This... this wasn't mentioned! That's all the news from Planet Turles. They... they say they've brought the situation under control!"
Is it under control?
Just then, Merus, who had been silent all along, slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and calmly broke the oppressive atmosphere.
"It seems our training will have to be postponed for now."
He looked at Turles.
Let's go.
"It's time to return to the world of the living."
The sky Planet Konats, with its torn dome, finally regained a moment of deathly silence.
In the center of the massive meteorite crater, the once invincible, perfect Phantom Majin is now nothing but wisps of dissipating black smoke, a testament to its existence.
At the edge of the ruins, Hoi slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant, repeatedly muttering the same sentence.
"How could this be... how could this happen..."
He schemed and plotted, believing he had created a perfect, flawless Phantom Majin.
But this perfect creation collapsed before it could even leave the Planet Konats.
it's all over.
High in the sky, the invincible figure that Fusion the power of the two strongest Saiyan began to flicker.
A blinding white light flashed.
The figure in mid-air instantly disintegrated, splitting back into Son Goku and Vegeta.
The intense Fusion battle nearly drained all the energy from their bodies.
The two of them didn't even have the strength to maintain their Flight Technique; their bodies went limp, and they plummeted straight down from the sky.
" Goku!"
" Vegeta!"
Piccolo's body had already returned to its normal size. He pushed off with his feet, his figure blurring instantly. Just before the two were about to crash into the pile of rubble, he caught them steadily and landed gently.
Son Goku and Vegeta collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their tattered Battle Suit soaked with sweat.
"Phew... phew... I'm so tired..."
Son Goku wiped the sweat from his face, but a hint of excitement remained on his lips.
Piccolo strode steadily across the rubble and walked up to the two men.
He looked at the two Saiyan were almost exhausted, and even he couldn't help but feel a chill when he saw that giant dragon.
Tapion, also dragging his battered body, staggered over.
With a look of relief at surviving a disaster on his face, he approached the three men and bowed deeply and solemnly.
"Mr. Goku! Mr. Vegeta! Mr. Piccolo!"
On behalf of Planet Konats, I thank you!
"Oh, don't be so polite, Mr. Hero!"
Seeing his solemn expression, Son Goku quickly waved his hand and grinned.
"Speaking of which, aren't we friends? Besides, this is simply our duty."
As Son Goku spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and his black eyes lit up again, and he became excited.
"Speaking of which! That Gogeta from earlier was incredibly strong! Much stronger than Piccolo right now, wasn't he!"
He turned to look at Piccolo.
Piccolo nodded slightly, acknowledging Son Goku's statement.
The effect of the Fusion was indeed beyond imagination.
He glanced at the two people slumped on the ground, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery.
"However, I really didn't expect... that the two of you would be willing to Fusion."