stonecrandall Chapter 167
Chapter 167
After the test, Piccolo asked Zhou Yuyan, Zhou Yulan and Son Gohan to find ingredients for breakfast. After breakfast, they would start real training.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining. Piccolo stood in the middle of the training ground and started his first lesson - basic fighting skills.
"Fighting is not only a competition of strength, but also a contest of skills and wisdom." Piccolo's voice was steady and powerful. While explaining, he demonstrated various punches, kicks and dodges. Although Zhou Yuyan and Zhou Yulan were born in extraordinary families, they were still fascinated by such systematic training and nodded from time to time to show their understanding.
Son Gohan's eyes lit up. The Saiyan bloodline hidden in his body seemed to be awakened, and he was full of interest and curiosity in every move. He imitated Piccolo's movements. Although he was a little clumsy, his seriousness and hard work were moving.
In the afternoon, the sun became hot, but the atmosphere on the training ground became even more enthusiastic. Piccolo decided to let the three kids have a real-life fight to test their learning results in the morning.
"Remember, stay calm during the fight, observe your opponent's movements, and look for flaws." Piccolo's words echoed in his ears, and the three kids took a deep breath and got ready.
Piccolo slowly walked to the side, a faint smile on his lips, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his eyes, and gently waved his hands. His arms seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, extending several meters in an instant, and attacked the three kids like tentacles.
The three kids were shocked. They had never seen such a strange attack method, and they were a little flustered for a while. Piccolo's arms were like flexible whips, constantly sweeping their attack routes, forcing them to retreat again and again.
In order to test whether the three kids had the ability to resolve the crisis, Piccolo continued to extend his arms in the hope of forcing the three kids to retreat to the dangerous area.
"No, we are almost back to the edge of the cliff!" Zhou Yulan exclaimed, and the three of them quickly realized the approach of danger. They exchanged glances, tacitly released Qigong waves at the same time, creating a thick smoke as a cover, and took the opportunity to evacuate quickly.
After the smoke dissipated, the three kids had successfully escaped from Piccolo's pursuit, but their hearts were full of vigilance and anxiety. However, Piccolo did not continue to pursue, but stood there, with a flash of praise in his eyes.
"Not bad, you can stay calm in a crisis and find a way to escape!" Piccolo's voice was cold, but there was a little more affirmation in his tone: "However, every detail in the battle may determine the outcome. You need to observe the surrounding environment more keenly and learn to use all available resources!"
After that, Piccolo flashed and instantly appeared behind the three kids. With a light wave of his hand, the three fell to the ground like fallen leaves. Although they were defeated, there was no frustration on the faces of the three kids, but full of fighting spirit.
"Uncle Piccolo, thank you for your guidance!" Zhou Yuyan spoke first, his tone sincere and firm, "We will train harder!"
"Me too!" Zhou Yulan and Gohan also echoed, their eyes flashing with longing and determination for the future.
Piccolo looked at the three children, and a warm current surged in his heart. He had never thought that he would have such deep feelings for these children. He coughed lightly to cover up the fluctuations in his heart, and said proudly: "Humph, I just fulfilled the responsibility of a mentor, but you are indeed worthy of praise. Remember, sweat more in peacetime, so that you can bleed less in war."
The three children smiled at each other, their hearts full of gratitude and motivation. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but they were ready to meet all challenges and tests. Under Piccolo's strict guidance, they were step by step towards their own road to becoming strong.
As the night fell, the stars dotted the deep sky. In the silence, only the occasional roar of animals and the sound of wind blowing through the treetops could be heard. In a simple but warm little camp, the firelight jumped, reflecting four young and resolute faces - Zhou Yuyan, Zhou Yulan, Son Gohan, and their serious but gentle guardian, Piccolo.
At this time, the three kids were processing the collected food resources (Zhou Yuyan was responsible for collecting dinosaur tail meat as an important source of protein, Zhou Yulan was responsible for fetching water, and Son Gohan was responsible for collecting fruits). On the fire, Zhou Yuyan skillfully set up the grill and put the dinosaur tail meat on it piece by piece. The fat sizzled under the flames, exuding an attractive aroma. After a while, four large pieces of golden and crispy dinosaur meat appeared in front of everyone.
Piccolo, the Namekian with a cold appearance but a complicated heart, sat quietly aside. He usually only ate water, but tonight, the enthusiastic invitation from the three kids was hard for him to refuse.Uncle Piccolo, try it, this is what we prepared specially for you! "Son Gohan said, handing a piece of cut dinosaur meat to Piccolo.
Piccolo was slightly stunned, then smiled faintly. Although he said "I am a Namekian, I don't need much food", there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes. He took the piece of meat and took a bite gently. The familiar yet strange taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, making him nod slightly. Seeing this, the three children all showed satisfied smiles, as if Piccolo's recognition was more precious than any delicacy.
After dinner, the night was deep, and the three children gradually fell asleep due to a day's fatigue. They curled up by the fire, breathing evenly and peacefully. Piccolo remained awake, his eyes wandered over the three children, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He gently got up, walked to each child, and gently stroked their foreheads with his slightly rough but extremely gentle arms.
"You are the surprise in my life! "Picco thought to himself. At this moment, he seemed to see the forgotten soft place deep in his heart. He never thought that he would care so much about the safety and happiness of these three children. Their innocence, bravery and persistence, like a beam of light, penetrated the haze in Piccolo's heart and made him feel unprecedented warmth and strength.
As time went by, the three children and Piccolo got along more and more harmoniously. They trained together, explored together, and faced challenges together. Every time they fought side by side, their relationship became closer. Piccolo began to take the initiative to teach the three children fighting skills and share his knowledge and experience; and the three children also gave Piccolo endless care and warmth in their own way.
In the common experiences again and again, Piccolo gradually realized that these three children were no longer just his students or companions, but also an indispensable existence in his heart. They were like the reverse scale in his heart, which hurt when touched, but made him unable to give up. Whenever he saw the smiles of the three children, Piccolo would feel an unprecedented satisfaction and happiness, which he had never felt anywhere else.