Son Goku's true power would blossom ter, during his training under Master Roshi. This was still the time when Son Gohan was ying the groundwork for Son Goku's future.
"Thank you, sir, for taking care of Kakarot. We are truly grateful," Gine said, finally releasing her son and leading him to Son Gohan to express her thanks.
When she first heard that Son Goku had suffered a head injury, Gine had been deeply worried. Now, seeing her son unharmed, she felt a wave of relief and gratitude towards Son Gohan.
"You're too kind. I really like this child," Son Gohan replied with a warm smile. "Um, five me for asking, but are you pnning to take him back?" He added with a hint of hesitation in his voice.
"Sir, our home p is currently fag some issues, so returning isn't feasible right now. We'll likely stay here for a while," Jiang answered befine could speak.
"Is that so?" Son Gohan's eyes brightened, and he sighed in relief.
"Aunt Gi seems Kakarot is quite attached to this gentleman. How about we stay here for the time being? We don't have much else to dht now anyway," he suggested, turning to Jiang .
"That works!" Gine agreed after a moment's hesitation, seeing how close her you son seemed to be with this old man.
Raditz opened his mouth to speak but then closed it again when Gine nodded.
"Raditz, don't uimate this gentleman. Though his Battle Pht be low, his uanding of ki surpasses even the Namekians," Jiang said, notig Raditz's skeptical expression.
"Him?" Raditz asked, looking at Son Gohan with disbelief.
Given his experiences with Zuno and the Great Elder, Raditz had a favorable impression of the Namekians. But now Jiang was g that this frail human uood ki better than them?
If Jiang hadn't said it, Raditz would have beeed to challenge him.
What kind of ic joke was this?
Zuno possessed a Battle Power exceeding 18,000, while this old man before him probably barely reached 100. How could that be possible?
"You ftter me. I'm nothing special," Son Gohan said, scratg his head awkwardly.
"This isn't fttery. Oh, you're arguably the sed greatest martial artist after Master Roshi," Jiang replied, shaking his head with a smile.
He wasn't joking.
Old Son Gohan, though his appearances were brief, was undoubtedly a martial arts master rehroughout the Earth.
His reputation was on par with Master Roshi, which spoke volumes.
And martial arts weren't solely measured by Battle Power.
Master Roshi wasn't particurly strong, with a Battle Power of just over 100, but his martial arts prowess was among the highest in Universe 7, even iire Zen'ō universe.
Old Son Gohan, being sed only to Master Roshi, also possessed a high level of martial arts mastery.
Jiang 's words caused Raditz to shift his expression. Over time, he had e to uand Jiang well, and the repeated emphasis on Son Gohan's abilities made it clear that Jiang was serious.
There was only one expnation: this man truly possessed a profound uanding of Ki Training.
Raditz was filled with shod couldn't help but scrutinize Son Gohan more closely.
Son Gohan, meanwhile, awkwardly scratched his head, unsure of how to respond.
Jiang smiled and chose not to say anything more.
Then, the three began strug houses o Son Gohan's.
With their Saiyan strength, building the houses was a breeze.
Ihan half a day, two houses simir in size to Son Gohan's were erected nearby— one fine's family and the other for Jiang .
(Martial arts level and Battle Power are not synonymous. In the Power Tour manga, Son Goku's attai of Ultra Instinct was a testament to Master Roshi's teags.)
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Jiang and his panions had made a temporary home on Mount Paozu. He wasn't in a rush to leave. Although he had initially po head to P Yardrat after dropping Gine and Raditz off oh, he still had plenty to aplish while he was here.
Earth, despite being a low-level p, was one of the universe's special pces. It was just as remarkable as Namek or P Yardrat. Not only did it boast of having the Senzu Beans, but it also had the Hyperbolic Time Chamber and the Dragon Balls.
Beyond those treasures, Earth had something else that piqued his i: martial arts training.
Thanks to Zuno from Namek, Jiang had established a solid foundation for his Ki. But that was all it was— a foundation. While Namek's Ki trainihods were effective, they paled in parison to what Earth had to offer.
This wasn't just about Kame Sennin's rudimentary form of Ultra Instinct; it was also about the fact that unlike most ps where beings could only tap into their full power— or sometimes not even that— Earthlings had the ability to unleash their full potential and even multiply it several times over.
Yes, several times over. It was akin to a weaker version of Kaiōken, and it was simply incredible.
For Jiang , masterih's martial arts was essential if he wao advance further iure.
Relying solely on his Saiyan traits might allow him to transform into a Super Saiyan, but reag the level of Son Goku would be nearly impossible without proper training from someone like Beerus, the God of Destru, or Whis, the Angel. And clearly, the former was the more attaiion.
After spending a few days with Gine, Raditz, and Son Goku on Mount Paozu, Jiang took to the skies, flying toward the o. If he wao learn martial arts, there was er choice than seeking out Kame Sennin.
Though Kame Sennin's strength wasn't overwhelming, his martial arts expertise was among the best oh. Finding him wasn't too difficult; with Jiang 's current speed, he could circle the entire p in no time.
Even though Kame Sennin had suppressed his aura to the point of being nearly uable, Jiang quickly located him. He nded on a small isnd, exhaling a breath of stale air, a smile spreading across his face.
As he desded, an old man with a white beard, looking lively and amiable, wearing sungsses and fshy clothes, awaited him at the entrance. A massive turtle shell rested on his back.
"Who are you, guest?" Kame Sennin asked with a serious expression on his face with beads of sweat f on his forehead. His keen senses picked up oerrifying power radiating from the childlike figure before him.
"Muten-Rōshi, I've heard you are the God of Martial Arts. I've e to seek yuidan martial arts training," Jiang replied with a smile.
"Guest, with your strength, you probably don't need my guidance," Kame Sennin said, taken aback, then shook his head. Although he couldn't gauge Jiang 's exact strength, he felt the overwhelming pressure emanating from him like the sun.
"No, Muten-Rōshi, I think you've misuood. I'm not here to learn how to increase my strength, but to train in martial arts," Jiang crified, his tone serious.
"Martial arts?" Kame Sennin raised an eyebrow, surprised.
"Yes. You probably sehe immense power within me, but my trol over it isn't perfect. I need a higher level of martial arts, and I believe no one is better suited to teach me than you."
"This is a small gift. Please accept it," Jiang said early, produg a package aing a er peek out.
"Pfft!" Kame Sennin couldn't help but spray blood from his nose when he saw that er.
"Hahaha, no problem, no problem! I love such sincere dedication to martial arts!" Kame Sennin excimed, his voice cheerful as he quickly took the package. At that moment, all his caution and wariness vanished.
Jiang couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly but chose to remain silent. Havihe inal story, he uood that this was just Kame Sennin's way.
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(To Be tinued)
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