Dragon Ball: I'm invincible with twelve talismans at the start!

It seems... kind of exciting?

a long time.

Piccolo snorted and grabbed Gohan by the collar.

"Hmph! Don't try to intimidate me with those grand principles."

"I just thought this kid had some potential and didn't want him to waste it."

"But let me make this clear: my training is hellish. If he dies, don't blame me."

Sun Wuxiu smiled.

The tsundere trait is indeed a standard feature of Namekians.

"Don't worry, he's very resilient."

Sun Wukong patted Piccolo on the shoulder and secretly healed his injuries with a horse charm.

"This year, I'm entrusting this child to you."

"Moreover, once you've successfully trained him, he can be your best sparring partner, which is much more useful than you struggling on your own."

Sun Wuxiu paused here, then continued:

"I won't pay for the formula and food. You can figure that out yourself."

After saying that, Sun Wukong flashed away, afraid that Piccolo would change his mind.

Piccolo was left alone, carrying Gohan who was still fast asleep and had even blown a snot bubble in his nose, looking bewildered in the wind.

"..."

Bick looked at the little devil in his arms, his forehead veins throbbing.

"Damn Son Goku!!!"

"They actually treated me like a babysitter!!!"

The roar echoed through the wilderness.

And so, Earth's strongest babysitter—Uncle Piccolo—officially went live.

Chapter 42 Full Adaptation to Super Saiyan Full Power

West Capital, Capsule Company.

As night falls, the neon lights of the bustling city shimmer like a flowing galaxy.

A private jet slowly landed on the tarmac. The cabin door opened, and Son Goshuu stepped out, holding Bulma's hand.

"Finally back."

Bulma took a deep breath of the air, which had a slightly industrial feel but was surprisingly welcoming, and stretched.

"This day was more thrilling than a roller coaster ride. First, aliens invaded, then Gohan was handed over to Piccolo... It felt like a dream."

She turned to look at the man beside her, his figure as upright as a pine tree even in the darkness of the night.

"Goshu, is Gohan really okay... following Piccolo, that demon king..."

As Gohan's aunt who watched him grow up, Bulma still had some worries.

"Do not worry."

Sun Wuxiu gently ruffled her hair, his eyes warm yet resolute.

"Flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain. Although Piccolo has a sharp tongue and a proud personality, he is a pure martial artist."

“Gohan can learn far more from him than he could from Goku, who is more easygoing.”

“Moreover…” Sun Wuxiu’s lips curled into a mysterious smile.

"This is also to allow Gohan to truly awaken the power within him. Even I'm a little jealous of that kid's potential."

After calming Bulma down, the two returned to the main house.

That night, Son Gosho didn't "torture" Bulma as usual, but let her rest early.

Starting tomorrow, not only will Goku, Gohan, and Krillin have to fight desperately, but he himself also has a "war" that he must win.

……

The next morning.

Underground gravity training room.

"Om-"

As the alloy gate closed, the world fell silent once more.

Sun Wuxiu stood in the center of the empty white hall, not in a hurry to activate gravity.

He sat down cross-legged and began to sort out his thoughts.

"One year left."

"For Goku, this was the year he learned the Kaioken and Spirit Bomb on King Kai's planet."

"For Gohan, this was the year he transformed from a crybaby into a warrior."

"And for me..."

Sun Wuxiu stretched out his hand and looked at his palm.

"This year, I have only one goal—Super Saiyan 1st Stage, full power."

This is a realm that sounds simple, but is incredibly difficult to achieve.

In the original story, Goku first transformed into a Super Saiyan on Namek.

He first spent a year cultivating on Planet Adelaide, then three years waiting for the androids, and finally nearly a year in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber before truly mastering this form.

In total, it took a full five years!

Now, Sun Wuxiu must complete the journey that took Wukong five years in just one year.

"The so-called full power is not an increase in strength, but a 'normalization'."

Sun Wuxiu closed his eyes, and the settings for full power from his previous life surfaced in his mind.

A normal Super Saiyan transformation is like flipping a switch to unleash a violent attack.

Although one's strength increases dramatically, one's emotions will be in a state of extreme excitement or even irritability, and one's energy will leak out wildly like a flood breaking through a dam, placing a great burden on the body.

This situation makes a prolonged war impossible.

Full power means completely welding this "switch" to the "on" position and allowing the body and mind to fully adapt to this load.

Make the Super Saiyan form as natural as breathing.

Only by eliminating the emotional fluctuations and energy waste caused by transformation can the true power of a Super Saiyan be maximized.

"I have the Tiger Talisman to balance my mind, the Horse Talisman to heal my body, and the Ox Talisman to strengthen my physique..."

"With these three powerful cheat codes, if I can't even do this, then I might as well give up."

Sun Wuxiu suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of golden light in his emerald green pupils.

"what!!"

A low shout.

A golden aura erupted from his body, turning his hair upright and turning it gold.

Super Saiyan, transformation successful.

This time, he did not try to suppress the violent aura, but let it fill his entire body.

That desire to destroy, to fight, burned in my heart like wildfire.

"That's the feeling... restlessness, unease."

Sun Wuxiu took a deep breath and began to circulate the power of the Tiger Talisman.

The tiger's power, which was originally in balance of yin and yang, now acted like a potent sedative, forcibly intervening in the raging golden energy.

"Calm down!"

Sun Wuxiu gritted his teeth, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He was trying to tame the golden beast with willpower.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ten minutes... twenty minutes... one hour...

Sweat poured down like rain.

Maintaining the transformed state by simply sitting still is actually more tiring than punching under 300 times gravity!

The mental tension made him feel like his brain was trembling.

"Huh...huh..."

Finally, after two hours, Sun Wuxiu could no longer hold on and was forced to deactivate his transformation, collapsing onto the floor, panting heavily.

"As expected... it's not that easy."

He gave a wry smile.

"It seems this year is going to be tough."

……

From that day on, the capsule company's employees noticed something strange.

That legendary son-in-law seems to have recently developed some strange habit—dyeing his hair.

And it's a particularly bright gold.

Whether he was eating, walking, or even watering flowers in the garden, he always had that head of golden, upright hair and emerald green eyes.

"Wu Xiu... are you really alright?"

In the restaurant.