"Beek, Gohan," Sun Wuben said, "I will guide Gohan in his training. Do you have any objections now?"
Gohan frowned, and Beek raised his eyebrows. Martial arts training pays attention to all aspects. Sun Wuben's Energy Bomb was very strong, but this was only one aspect. Even if the Energy Bomb of a person with a Battle Power of 30,000 was strong, what about martial arts? How about training? This was a problem.
"If Gohan agrees, I have no objections, but …" The corners of Beek's mouth curled up. "It is not that you will completely guide Gohan, but that we will do it together. Moreover, it will be one day a month for you, and the rest of the time will belong to me."
"Impossible. At most, you and I will each have one month," Sun Wuben said, shaking his head.
Beek frowned. Although Sun Wuben had just revealed the terrifying power of his Energy Bomb, he was only a person with a Battle Power of 30,000. Even if he held back, it was impossible for him to exceed 100,000. After all, such experts were too rare in the entire universe. Beek didn't believe that such a person would have any outstanding achievements in martial arts. After all, in martial arts training, martial arts was ranked first, and training was ranked second. What did this mean?
It meant that only by knowing more about martial arts could one's training progress quickly.
With Gohan's bloodline potential, if his martial arts realm could be improved, the growth of his training would be terrifying, and it would not be difficult for him to break through to Super Saiyan.
"No, I will give you two days at most," Beek said in a deep voice.
"Hey." Suddenly, Vegeta grinned. "I say, Beek, and Sun Wuben, you two should stop arguing. Gohan is a descendant of a Saiyan, and only a Saiyan is qualified to guide him. Therefore, from today onwards, I, Vegeta, will be fully responsible for guiding Gohan in his training."
"So what if you are a Saiyan?" Beek coldly looked at Vegeta and said, "You should know that the higher your Martial Arts Realm is, the more qualified you are to give pointers to Gohan. Do you really think that your Martial Arts Realm surpasses mine?"
Vegeta's smile became even more brilliant. I admit that besides Monkey King, you are the second person whom I think highly of, but I, Vegeta, still don't care about your martial arts. Moreover, I, Vegeta, have the best understanding of Saiyan's strength and potential. Perhaps you still don't know how terrifying my current martial arts training is, and how deep my understanding of strength is. "
"Oh, looks like you've grown up a lot these years, Vegeta. You're looking down on me. Alright, let me see your current achievements." Piccolo grinned. In terms of cultivation, he might not be as good as Vegeta, but in terms of martial arts, he had never stopped practicing martial arts for even a moment. Compared to a few years ago, his realm was no longer the same.
"If you want to see, then so be it." Vegeta was about to attack.
"Wait," Sun Wuben interrupted.
"Hmm?" Vegeta coldly looked at Sun Wuben. He was somewhat afraid of Sun Wuben, but just like Beek, he was only afraid of Sun Wuben's Energy Ball.
"Sun Wuben, if you want to teach Gohan the Energy Ball, I can let you teach him, but don't think about anything else," Vegeta sneered. Vegeta sneered and said, "I do admit that your Energy Balls are quite good, but your strength is too low. Not only does Piccolo look down on you, I'm afraid that even Gohan may not be convinced. As long as we are on guard, it will be easy for the three of us to take you down."
"Vegeta, do you really think so?" Sun Wuben grinned and said, "You might as well give it a try!"
"Ignorant."
Vegeta's feet moved and shot towards Sun Wuben. It was not his style to argue with Sun Wuben.
"Let's give it a try."
While guarding against Sun Wuben's Energy Ball, Vegeta's body was as light as the wind. In a trance, he arrived in front of Sun Wuben and punched towards Sun Wuben.
The punch broke through the air, causing the wind to howl.
However, this kind of howling wind was extremely low, showing Vegeta's amazing achievements in martial arts. In fact, Vegeta was also showing his martial arts, not his battle power. After all, a Saiyan's battle power was strong, and he didn't need to show it.
"As expected of the Saiyan Prince with the strongest battle talent." Sun Wuben's eyes lit up, and then the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. "Although your realm is good, your movements are too slow." Sun Wuben was originally very careful and was prepared to release his one million battle power as soon as Vegeta rushed over, but as a result, Vegeta's speed was too slow.
"He only took out 30,000 battle power to attack me. It seems that he wants to suppress me in martial arts realm." This thought flashed through Sun Wuben's mind, and his figure moved slightly.
In an instant, like a fish swimming under water, leaves fluttering in the air, Sun Wuben's movements didn't have a trace of smoke or fire. He easily dodged Vegeta's punch, and then backhanded towards Vegeta. This punch also caused the wind to howl, but this howl was even lower than Vegeta's fist wind.
"Huh?"
Vegeta's eyelids twitched, dodging Sun Wuben's attack. He was not convinced and once again punched. This time, whether it was his body movement or attack, it was better than the previous punch. In Vegeta's opinion, he was close to his best level.
Sun Wuben's body floated backwards following Vegeta's attack, just like a leaf being blown away by the wind, and then his counterattacking fist almost reached Vegeta's chest in a flash.
"Bang!"
The two people's bodies touched for the first time, and then separated. After separating, they rushed together again. In an instant, the two people exchanged hundreds of blows. Buma, Bobo, Kami, and Immortal Karin weren't clear about the two people's fight, but Beek and Gohan were watching with their eyes wide open.
When an expert makes a move, it is clear whether he is skilled or not.
Beek's martial arts realm was frighteningly high.
Originally, he thought that although he couldn't compete with Sai in terms of strength, he could definitely suppress Monkey King and Vegeta in terms of martial arts realm. But this time … …
"Damn Vegeta, no wonder he is so arrogant. Sure enough, he has the capital to be arrogant." Beek clenched his fists. Although he believed that Vegeta's martial arts realm was still a distance away from his own, it had far exceeded Beek's estimation of Vegeta's realm.
"After all, Vegeta is a peerless genius of the Saiyan race that is hard to come by in a thousand years. It is reasonable for him to have such a realm, but this Sun Wuben obviously only has a battle power of more than 30,000.
Compared to Vegeta, Beek was more surprised by Sun Wuben's martial arts realm.
"Vegeta, am I qualified?" Sun Wuben suddenly retreated. Vegeta stopped and looked at Sun Wuben coldly. After looking at him for three breaths, he slowly said, "Your martial arts are indeed qualified. I can take a step back. Within one month, you can guide Sun Wuben for three days, and the rest of the time belongs to me."
"Vegeta, have you forgotten me?" Beek sneered.
"Oh?" Vegeta looked at Beek. At this time, Beek rushed towards Vegeta. Both of them also suppressed their Battle Power to 30,000 and fought. After all, this time, they were competing in martial arts and not in cultivation. If cultivation was added, no one would be Vegeta's opponent.
In an instant, the two of them had fought hundreds of moves, and then they stopped and looked at each other.
"I can give you ten days in one month," Vegeta said in a deep voice.
"No, I should give you ten days," Beek said coldly.
"Hey, did you two forget about me?" Sun Wuben said, "Gohan is such a good seedling. Giving him to you is a waste. Giving him to me is the best way."
"Shut up, I will give you five days, and I will divide the rest with Vegeta. Vegeta, I can take a step back and give you twelve days, and the rest belongs to me."
"I should be the one saying what you said."
… …
Sun Wuben, Vegeta, and Beek quarreled. On the side, Buma, Immortal Karin, Bobo, and Shenxian had strange expressions, while Gohan had a bitter smile on his face.
"Uncle Beek, Uncle Vegeta, and Mr. Sun Wuben," Gohan said with a helpless expression. "Don't argue. I think it's better to decide with rock-paper-scissors. Each of you will teach me for a month." Gohan said with a helpless expression.
"Each of you for a month?"
Vegeta and Beek looked at Gohan.
"Gohan, are you stupid? If that's the case, why are you still using rock-paper-scissors?" Vegeta sneered.
"Of course, there are differences. The first winner can teach me first, and the second will teach me in the second month. The last loser will naturally teach me in the third month. How about this?" Gohan said.
Vegeta and Beek slightly frowned and looked at Sun Wuben. Sun Wuben spread out his hands and said, "We really have to listen to Gohan's opinion on this matter. Since it is his suggestion, I don't mind."
"So be it," Vegeta said indifferently.
"Then, I also agree." Although Beek was unwilling, he could only agree.
"Then, let's begin!"
"Rock, scissors, paper!" The three of them stretched out their fists from behind their backs. Three pieces of paper, they punched again. Two fists, one piece of paper. This piece of paper was …
"Sure enough, Gohan, a Saiyan's descendant, should be taught by me, a Saiyan." He raised his eyebrows, turned around, and walked to the side. "Beek, Sun Wuben, I advise you to stop playing rock-paper-scissors. Gohan has been taught by me for a month, so he doesn't need your guidance at all."
"Humph." Beek coldly snorted. "Sun Wuben, let's do it! Rock, scissors, paper! "One fist, one scissors.
"Sun Wuben, I won this time. It seems that you won't have a share in Gohan's guidance. With my, Beek's, guidance for a second month, you don't need to worry about his martial arts." The corners of Beek's mouth curled up.
Sun Wuben looked at the scissors he had drawn and took them back with a wry smile.
"Sun Wuben, I will come to you in two months. Everyone, I will leave first. After arriving in this space-time, I haven't gone home yet." Sun Wuben bid farewell to everyone.
"Your home?" Buma asked doubtfully.
"Of course, in the Capital of the North, there is a place called Ginkgo Village. My family opened a dojo, Sun Woo-ryu Dojo. It was originally inherited from Tsurugi's in-name disciple. I don't know if this dojo still exists in this space-time. Are my mother, father, sister, and another Sun Wuben still there?" Sun Wuben said, feeling a little excited. In this space-time, the person he wanted to see the most was not someone else, but his mother, Mi 'er.
"So, are you really from the past?"
"Believe it or not, I'm leaving!" Sun Wuben's figure disappeared.
"He really left when he said he would." Buma snorted and looked at everyone on the side. "Vegeta, Beek, let's go."
"Umm."
Vegeta picked up Buma and flew into the air. Beek and Gohan also flew up.
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