Dragon Ball God Mu Chapter 74

“You can actually restrain your ki perfectly.” Master Roshi was shocked.

Muyang smiled faintly, “This is because of the training I received from Immortal Korin.”

“You climbed up the Korin Tower?” Master Roshi was a bit surprised.

“Not only me, but Son Gohan also climbed up there. We came this time to borrow the Power-Pole from you…” Muyang briefly told what happened on top of Korin Tower, while Son Gohan added what happened at Fortuneteller Baba Palace.

When Son Gohan told him about their meeting with Mutaito at Fortuneteller Baba Palace, he interrupted Son Gohan. “Wait, Gohan, did you just say that you met Master Mutaito? Hurry up, tell me in detail.” Master Roshi looked serious.

“Yes.” Son Gohan responded, then focused on the story.

While Son Gohan told Master Roshi about his experiences, Muyang was also taking a closer look at Master Roshi. He was an old man with a frail body, a slightly messy white beard, and extremely weak ki. He looked like he was on the verge of death, and his body was fragile.

However, Muyang knew that these were only superficial appearances. Master Roshi had trained his body's ki long ago in those nearly two hundred years of practice. The reason why it looked so weak was that he had almost completely restrained his ki.

Suddenly, Muyang's eyes glanced over and saw a Dragon Balls hanging around Master Roshi's neck.

It was the Three-Star Dragon Balls.

Muyang's eyes glittered. This was the second time he had seen a Dragon Balls. With the Six-Star Dragon Balls in Mexia's hand, he already knew the location of the two Dragon Balls.

As his eyes gently glanced at it, Muyang didn't move. It wasn't that he didn't want the seven Dragon Balls. He also wanted to gather the Dragon Balls to make a wish.

However, it was simply too difficult to collect all seven Dragon Balls in this era. Initially, with Fortuneteller Baba's ability, he still had hoped to gather the seven Dragon Balls.

However, Fortuneteller Baba had already stated that she wouldn't help him with fortunetelling, so he could do nothing about it.

“If I want to collect the Dragon Balls, it looks like I have to wait until Bulma is born in the future, or find Dr. Bridges and have him develop a Dragon Ball Radar.”

Muyang shook his head and waved away the thought of searching for the Dragon Balls.

At this time, the conversation between Master Roshi and Son Gohan had ended. Master Roshi said to Muyang with a serious face, “I have understood your intentions. However, I don't know your purpose in borrowing the Power Pole. That item was originally owned by Immortal Korin, so you should take it and return it to its rightful owner.”

“Please wait a moment; I'll go get it for you.”

After saying that, Master Roshi leaned on his crutch and walked towards Kame House. Didn't he look like an old pervert on a normal day?

However, when he came across a serious matter, Master Roshi would become extremely serious, exuding an aura full of martial arts practitioners.

Compared to Mercenary Tao, which he killed before, the two were simply worlds apart.

He was worthy of being called the “God of Martial Arts” by Master Mutaito.

Muyang exclaimed and chatted with Son Gohan on the beach. After a while, Master Roshi came out holding a red-colored pole, “Take it. This is the Power Pole. I've kept it for over two hundred years, but I haven't used it much.”

Upon receiving the Power-Pole from Master Roshi, Muyang nodded gratefully. “Thank you very much, Master Roshi.”

Master Roshi waved his hand, “Call me, Roshi.”

Muyang was stunned and smiled, “Okay, Roshi, then we'll take our leave.”

“Wait a moment.” Master Roshi called out.

Muyang looked at Master Roshi with confusion.

Master Roshi said, “You are also a martial arts practitioner, and I can see that you are still stronger than Gohan. Frankly speaking, I had thought that Gohan was already the best martial arts practitioner I had ever seen. However, I didn't expect that a mountain of talent like you would still exist in the world.”

“…Back then, when I was training with Master Mutaito, I once visited your Heavenly Sky School. The way you trained was different from ordinary people. It had a hint of being very mysterious. Back then, I could not feel its subtlety because I was still young, so can you at least release your ki and let me perceive it.”

“Of course, I can!” Muyang agreed very quickly.

It turned out that as Master Roshi grew older, he was also gradually feeling the innate physical limitations of being an earthling.

Seeing Muyang this time had caused him to recall his past years and remember what happened at the Heavenly Sky School.

After Muyang agreed, he stayed calm for a moment and suddenly released his control of ki.

Suddenly–

Very fierce ki was spread out with Muyang as the center. Unusual ki with a spiritual aspect suppressing it, sweeping towards the people present.

Master Roshi and Son Gohan were the first to be swallowed by this ki.

Son Gohan had seen Muyang's ki before, so he hadn't felt anything yet. However, Master Roshi was different.

He was over two hundred and fifty years old and had a lot of experience. Although the current Master Roshi was still unable to close his eyes and recognize Tien Shinhan's movements like Son Goku did when he participated in the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament, Muyang's unconventional ki still brought him tremendous pressure.

“This feeling is different. It's completely different from the martial arts that circulate in the martial arts world.”

“It's stretched and profound.”

“Although it's harsh, there's no trace of waste, as if everything is under some kind of control…”

“This is the most suitable martial arts for humans.”

Feeling the enormous power of Muyang, Master Roshi droned on. He had a feeling that if he had practiced this technique back then, he might have achieved even more.

But it was too late to say this now. He had taken the Elixir of Immortality, how could he break through so easily?

Of course, the reason why Muyang's ki was able to bring such a great shock to Master Roshi, apart from the fact that Muyang's ki was indeed powerful, mainly because of the unique effect of the spiritual aspect.

The ki wave of the Heavenly Sky School was mainly used to nourish the body. The ki wave practice would be combined with spiritual power. This type of training was generally only accessible after reaching the Lookout.

Moreover, Muyang used a brand new Heavenly Sky School Ki Based Technique modified by Kami Noah, which was certainly more mysterious than the previous one.

Even if it was called “Kami School,” it wasn't excessive.

After quite some time, Muyang gradually restrained his ki.

Master Roshi and Son Gohan were still immersed in the shock of what they had just witnessed.

After a while, Master Roshi breathed a sigh of relief.

“Well… I've sensed the difference in your Heavenly Sky School. If this entire set of ki waves can be popularized, the entire martial world might return to its original peak.” In Master Roshi's mind, only the martial world of two hundred and fifty years ago was considered the peak.

As for now, all martial arts practitioners were just loaches swimming in shallow water.

Muyang nodded his head without any doubt.

In his heart, however, he didn't quite agree. Suppose the brand new Heavenly Sky School he practiced was to popularize.

In that case, it was only making the martial arts practitioners go back to Mutaito's time. If that happened, it would be an underestimate of Kami Noah's efforts over the past few hundred years.

Only

How could a training technique that could push the average power level of earthlings from less than 5 points to 20 points be underestimated?

If it could be popularized, surpassing the martial world of two hundred and fifty years ago wouldn't be a problem at all.

Of course, no matter how good the training techniques were, everyone couldn't become an excellent martial arts practitioner.

Talent, this was a hurdle that couldn't be overcome. Being able to suffer was an essential element of early training, and it was certainly easy to make small gains.

However, how far someone could really go depending on whether or not that person was suitable for this path.

Some people were born as martial arts practitioners, some people were born as scientists, and some were born as cooks.

Forcing a martial arts practitioner to be a cook, a cook to be a scientist, or a scientist to train as a martial arts practitioner, the end result could be a basket of bamboo with nothing to show. All three would be useless.

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