Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

Chapter 253 Arduous Cultivation

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and just at eight o'clock, Bulma appeared in her yard on time.

She was still dressed in angelic attire, with light makeup on her face, and her innate elegance was impossible to conceal.

Sun Mo had finished his morning exercise ahead of time, had breakfast, and was waiting in the yard.

"Miss Bardos, have you had breakfast?" Sun Mo asked.

Bardos shook her head slightly and said, "Not yet, I arrived early this morning."

"Let's eat first!" Sun Mo then led her into the restaurant.

Bulma had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast, which was completely different from lunch and dinner. It consisted of simple foods such as toast, fried eggs, buns, milk, and juice, as well as a few delicate side dishes.

But even these simple foods are delicious to Bardos.

"Mmm, this is so delicious! I never thought such a simple breakfast could be so tasty. It's even better than the snacks that guy in Champa keeps."

Sun Mo laughed and said, "Eat as much as you like. I'll need to exercise a bit during my cultivation session to help with digestion. I don't care about gaining weight at all."

Bardos immediately nodded: "Yes, you're right, exercise is the secret to maintaining a good figure!"

After saying that, Bados began to eat heartily, but remained incredibly elegant.

Bulma smiled and poured her a glass of juice, saying, "Eat as much as you like. I'll prepare it for you every day from now on."

Bardos bowed slightly and said, "This is really troublesome!"

Bulma laughed and said, "It's no trouble at all. Even if I take you out to eat, it'll be the same things."

The implication is that what Bardos eats is almost the same as what most ordinary people on Earth eat.

But it was already a delicacy for her, and she savored it slowly, taking almost half an hour to finish this breakfast.

After finishing her meal, Bardos didn't rush to start her training. Instead, she took a walk in Bulma's yard to digest her food.

She said that exercising right after eating is bad for your health; you should wait at least half an hour.

Sun Mo stood aside and waited, wondering how Bados would teach him today.

Sun Mo knew that Whis didn't follow any set methods when training Goku and Vegeta, and he figured Vados wouldn't be much different.

But Sun Mo didn't know exactly what it would be like.

After a short while, Bados seemed to have rested enough.

"Mr. Sun Mo, we can begin."

The two walked to the empty yard in the backyard of the capsule company.

This place is not afraid of being destroyed.

Bardos walked to the opposite side of him, and the two were about five meters apart.

Bardos said, "Let's not do anything else today. I won't use the power of angels. Let's have a spar."

Sun Mo was taken aback: "A friendly spar?"

Bardos nodded and said, "Yeah, it's just a regular match!"

Don't worry, I won't use divine power. My speed and strength will be suppressed to a level similar to yours now.

Sun Mo frowned.

"Can angels intervene?"

Bardos nodded: "Use your powers without angelic intervention."

Sun Mo suddenly thought of Mels. Mels almost always took action to subdue criminals, but he didn't use the power of the angels. In other words, angels can physically assault people without using the power of the angels.

Sun Mo nodded: "I understand!"

A sly smile played on Bardos's lips as she said, "My only requirement for sparring with you is that you take as few hits as possible."

Sun Mo: "————"

Why does this sound so awkward?

"Alright." Sun Mo stretched his neck and assumed a fighting stance.

Bardos stood there, her hands hanging naturally at her sides, looking like she was full of flaws.

"Come on, attack me first. Don't worry about hurting me, go all out!"

"Understood!"

Sun Mo took a deep breath, pushed off with his feet, and shot out like an arrow.

He was very fast, and his punch went straight for Bados's face, the fist accompanied by a whooshing sound.

Bardos slightly shifted her body, barely dodging Sun Mo's fist, which just grazed past her ear.

Sun Mo reacted extremely quickly, changing his move into an elbow strike the instant his fist missed, aiming horizontally at Bados's neck.

Bardos took a small half-step back and avoided it.

Sun Mo then stepped forward, unleashing a barrage of punches: left fist, right fist, knee strike, and sweeping kick, one after another, faster and faster, until he had delivered more than a dozen consecutive blows in an instant.

However, each move fell just short, and Bardos easily dodged them all.

Sun Mo swung his fists several times in a row, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

It's exhausting to punch someone who's not hitting them; it's really exhausting.

Sun Mo fought faster and harder, his punches whistling through the courtyard, even leaving streaks on the lawn.

After several moves, he couldn't even touch the hem of Bados's clothes.

Bardos noticed his anxiety and dodged aside while reminding him.

"left."

"right."

"Too slow."

"It's too slow again."

"Oh dear, just a little bit more!"

Bardos spoke lightly, without even quickening her breathing, while Sun Mo was sweating profusely, with veins bulging on his forehead.

So this is what it feels like for Vegeta and Goku to train with Whis. It must be really tough.

No, it's even more frustrating than that.

Because at least Weiss would offer a few words of encouragement, but what about Bardots?

She has a sharp tongue, but we're not close yet, so I haven't said much to anyone.

It's hard to say what will happen in the future.

Sun Mo reminded him, "Hey, Bardos, didn't you say you'd let me get beaten less?"

"Hurry up and do it, it's tiring for me to keep hitting empty air!"

Bardos covered her mouth and laughed, "Hehehe, I clearly didn't mean to hit you, but you couldn't help but let me hit you. You must be a bottom most of the time, right?"

Sun Mo's face darkened, and he said, "Stop talking nonsense and get started—"

Sun Mo threw a punch, but Bados casually dodged it, missing his target.

"Smack."

Just as Sun Mo was caught off guard, Bados gently patted his shoulder.

It didn't hurt; the pressure was very light.

Bardos withdrew her hand, her tone still calm: "The first one, be careful of the next one!"

Sun Mo immediately focused his mind, trying to avoid being hit by her.

Then Sun Mo was in trouble.

"Smack."

Sun Mo was slapped in the face.

"Oh dear, how could I be so careless as to expose such a vulnerable spot as my face?"

Sun Mo was embarrassed and quickly swung his fist to deflect the attack.

However, Bardos always attacked the moment Sun Mo made his move but hadn't finished, making it impossible for Sun Mo to defend against.

"Slap slap."

"Clap clap clap".

She even saw through his feints perfectly, and in the following period of time, Sun Mo was slapped countless times.

It's like being hit, but without any force; it doesn't feel like an attack, more like being teased.

Sun Mo was sweating profusely and panting heavily, but he hadn't even touched a single hair on his opponent's head.

He stopped, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.

Bardos stood in front of him and praised, "Not bad, your speed and power are on par, but your attacks are too straightforward."

Sun Mo raised his head, looking defiant.

Bardos continued, "Every move you make is preceded by a warning."

The shoulders move first, the center of gravity shifts first, the eyes look first—to a true master, these are all flaws.

Sun Mo thought about it and realized that these actions were unavoidable.

Tigers and lions also need to prepare before hunting —

So what should we do?

He looked at Bardos.

However, Bardos looked at the sun and said, "Let's stop here for now, it's time for lunch."

Sun Mo was taken aback and asked, "You're already hungry after only a short time fighting?"

Bardos blinked and said, "It's been three hours."

Sun Mo was momentarily dazed, feeling as if the time just now had passed both long and fleeting.

"Okay, let's go then!"

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