Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

"The reason you lost to me," Solo said with a smile, looking calmly at Krillin, "is because you were scared before the fight even started."

Klin didn't want to talk anymore.

He straightened up, put his hands at his sides, and looked towards the sea.

Can you try to put yourself in my shoes?

How could I not be afraid?

Even if you lower your combat power to 2000, what if you suddenly unleash your true combat power?

That's 5 combat power!

You could easily kill me!

And putting aside combat capabilities, I also need to prevent you from blinding me with your Flash spell.

Klin's eyelid twitched, and he subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

There's no way to fight this!

"Krillin!" Master Roshi sighed, standing up with his cane and adjusting his sunglasses.

His voice was steady.

"Zoro is right, you need to be confident in battle! No matter how strong your opponent is, you must remember... you might not lose to them. Look at Goku, he always has that mindset, that's why he's invincible!"

Krillin turned to look at Master Roshi, his lips twitching as he silently complained to himself.

It's easy for someone who doesn't know what's going on!

I asked you to fight me just now, but you weren't willing.

Now they're lecturing me again.

Klin took a deep breath and swallowed his complaints.

"By the way," Zoro said silently, glancing at Master Roshi, his gaze sweeping over the sunglasses, "you're Krillin's teacher, right?"

Master Roshi's body stiffened slightly, and his fingers tightened around his cane.

His heart tightened, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly tried to deny it.

"That's right!" Colin immediately became interested and said happily, stepping forward to stand next to Master Roshi. "He is my teacher, and is also known as the most powerful human on Earth. He is called Master Roshi, and is also known as the God of Martial Arts."

He turned to look at Solo, his eyes lighting up.

"Zoro, why don't you spar with Master Roshi?"

"Alright." Solo nodded thoughtfully, his gaze lingering on Master Roshi for two seconds.

"Um..." Master Roshi's eyes darted around, and he immediately clutched his stomach and squatted down. "Ouch, my stomach hurts!"

His brows furrowed, and his face scrunched up like a steamed bun.

"What happened? Did you eat something that upset your stomach today?"

Klin: "..."

Klin's jaw nearly dropped; his mouth gaped open, and his eyes widened in shock.

"I need to go to the bathroom!" Master Roshi said, and quickly made his escape.

His slippers slapped loudly on the ground as he dashed off, leaving his cane on the recliner.

Soro silently watched Master Roshi's departing figure, his hands in his pockets, lost in thought.

As a Dragon Ball fan, Zoro still remembers that during the Tournament of Power, Master Roshi was able to fight Jiren for three to five rounds.

This shows that the old guy's strength is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

However, that was many years later.

Right now, he might really just be a piece of trash with a combat power of around 100.

Solo shook his head and looked away.

"Practice hard!" Solo patted Klin on the shoulder.

Then, he lifted off the ground, soared into the air, and quickly left.

Klin stood there, looking up in the direction Solo had disappeared.

He reached up and touched the bruises on his face, baring his teeth.

……

Not long after, Solo returned to the headquarters of Capsule Corporation.

He fell from the air and landed on the lawn.

Then he plunged into the gravity training room and began a new round of training.

Although Solo didn't gain a huge advantage from his fight with Klin, he still learned a great deal.

At least some of the combat techniques left Solo with much to ponder.

Klin's punches were sharp and his footwork was agile.

After all, he was a disciple taught by Master Roshi, so his combat skills were quite outstanding.

Solo stood in the center of the gravity chamber and took a deep breath.

He walked to the control panel and adjusted the gravity from 10 times to 20 times.

Pressure came from all directions.

Solo clenched his fists and began to punch, kick, and move.

Sweat quickly soaked through his clothes.

They practiced for another three hours.

Solo has fully adapted to 20 times the gravity.

The pressure on my body felt as light as a feather.

At the same time, Solo's fighting ability has also increased significantly.

From 2000 to 3000!

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Creak!"

The metal door opened.

"Huh?" Bulma stood outside the door and saw Zoro coming out of the gravity training room. She quickly asked curiously, "Zoro, didn't you go to challenge Krillin? When did you come back?"

"I'll be back after the fight." Solo smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Krillin must have been beaten up pretty badly, right?" Bulma asked with a smile, tilting her head.

"More or less." Solo's lips curled into a bright smile. "But the next one to suffer tragedy is Piccolo."

"You...you're going to fight Piccolo again?" Bulma was speechless, hands on her hips.

"I'm leaving!" Solo soared into the air, his body hovering in mid-air.

He waved goodbye to Bulma.

Let's observe 10 seconds of silence for Bick!

Bulma: "..."

Bulma stood there, looking up at the direction Solo had flown away.

How did you know I was going to observe 10 seconds of silence for Bick?

Bulma's lips twitched, and she lowered her head, silently counting to ten in her mind.

……

10 minutes later.

Solo arrived above a desolate valley, the area where Piccolo often trained.

Solo hovered high in the air, arms crossed, looking down at the people below.

Bick was currently hovering 10 meters above the ground, sitting cross-legged with his hands on his knees.

He closed his eyes and practiced meditation.

The Qi flowed slowly around his body, creating subtle air currents.

Seemingly sensing a presence above him, Piccolo immediately opened his eyes, rolled his eyes upward, and looked up at Solo.

"Solo!" Piccolo's face darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

His brow furrowed slightly.

What's this guy doing here for no reason?

I don't remember ever provoking him!

Bick emerged from his meditative state, his feet touching the ground as he stood on a rock.

"You...do you need something?" Bick asked warily, his eyes fixed on Solo.

"Nothing serious." Solo smiled slightly, slowly descending from the air and standing on a rock opposite Piccolo. "Just bored, so I thought I'd have a match with you."

Bick: "..."

Bick's face turned green with fright, his green skin showing through a layer of paleness.

You, with such high combat power, come here to challenge me to a duel?

Isn't this bullying?

Bick's back tensed slightly, and his fist clenched involuntarily.

"Your current combat power is about 4000," Solo said with a smile and a relaxed tone. "I'll lower my combat power to around 3000 and fight you."

……

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