In the realm of the god of destruction.
Inside the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber,
Everyone was engaged in intense, invigorating training.
Son Goten and Bulla were sparring; Gohan was facing Super Perfect Cell; Beerus was training alongside Vegeta; and Super Broly was receiving special instruction from Old Kai.
On the other side, where Whis stood, Trunks and Son Goku were receiving personal training from him.
At that mont, Trunks sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes tightly closed and completely motionless.
This unusual behavior was entirely at Whis's request. It was ant to temper and transform his state of mind.
As for Son Goku, he too was in a transcendent state, just like Trunks, eyes shut, focusing on ntal discipline training.
"Well then, Trunks and Son Goku, that will be all for today," Whis said, lightly shaking his staff before turning toward Trunks with visible delight.
Trunks opened his eyes and imdiately understood what Whis ant.
Whis enjoyed indulging in delicious food at the end of each training day.
Trunks tossed out a Universal Capsule. With a loud bang, heaps of food spilled out before everyone.
The fragrant aroma instantly spread through the air. In an instant, all the Saiyans turned their attention toward the food.
At that sa mont, Son Goku opened his eyes, and his stomach rumbled audibly.
"Whoa! Ti flies! The day passed so fast—it's already alti again!"
Goku said, reaching for a giant chicken drumstick and moving to stuff it into his mouth.
But just then, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.
Vegeta reached to snatch the drumstick from Goku's grasp, landing a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, Vegeta! What are you doing? I grabbed this first!" Goku twisted his body to dodge.
Vegeta continued trying to seize it, grumbling.
"You were the one who ate the drumstick yesterday! Today's is mine!"
Hearing that, Goku frowned slightly, then laughed.
"Don't be so stingy, Vegeta!"
"Oh? So you're not giving it up, Kakarot?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of purple light began to flicker in Vegeta's palm.
Goku instantly read the situation. A layer of flowing silver light shimred faintly around his body.
The two of them were now brimming with fighting spirit and had beco the center of attention.
The next second, their bodies lifted unconsciously into the air.
Vegeta struck first, lunging forward and throwing a punch toward Goku's cheek. Goku reacted just in ti to block it.
But that was rely Vegeta's strategy. His real target was the drumstick.
In the next instant, he flicked and reappeared beside Goku's right hand.
He lunged again, this ti aiming directly for the food. The purple aura around him grew increasingly intense.
However... a large purple cat suddenly appeared between the two of them.
Beerus spoke calmly.
"Fighting is fine. But Whis told you that during this period, it's best that you battle in your normal states."
Below them, Whis smiled and added cheerfully,
"That's right! Vegeta and Son Goku, this is also part of your training!"
Goku and Vegeta glanced at each other.
Vegeta snorted. "Tch..."
But at that very mont, Goku suddenly shouted in shock.
"Ah! Lord Beerus?! You...?" Son Goku realized that the chicken drumstick in his hand had mysteriously disappeared, only to reappear in Beerus's grasp.
Beerus bared his teeth in a smug grin and was just about to take a bite.
Goku's eyes widened in shock.
"That's too sly, Lord Beerus!"
The two Saiyan princes imdiately charged straight at Beerus, unable to hold back any longer.
"Hey, you two... are you looking for a fight?" Beerus shouted at them, pausing mid-bite.
But just then, Whis appeared between the three of them.
Spreading his hands calmly, he sighed.
"Hohoho... I truly can't deal with the three of you. Is a single drumstick really worth all this?"
He glanced at each of them in turn.
elegant,As he slowly drifted toward Beerus, Whis added gently,
"Lord Beerus, that was rather lacking in grace."
"Tch~" Beerus didn't care and prepared to continue eating.
Suddenly, he realized that the drumstick in his hand had also disappeared. When he looked at Whis again, he saw that Whis had already popped it into his mouth.
"Whis! You're shaless!" His eyes nearly popped out as he angrily accused Whis of such underhanded behavior.
He imdiately began chasing Whis around wildly, showing not the slightest bit of divine dignity.
"You bastard! Whis! Damn it!" Vegeta joined the chase without hesitation.
Goku quickly followed after them.
"Wait for ! Vegeta! You're right... Whis is the worst!"
The three of them chased each other in chaotic circles, leaving Trunks and the others below to stare in stunned silence.
"There's really no helping them..." Bulla complained.
"Big brother, are there any more drumsticks? Why don't we give them one each?"
Trunks glanced at the table.
That truly was the last drumstick.
"I'll check to see if there's anything else tasty," he said, tossing out another Universal Capsule.
Bang!
Another mountain of delicious food appeared before everyone.
"We've been training here for nearly two and a half years, haven't we? The food Mom prepared is almost gone. This is the last of it," said Trunks thoughtfully.
The rich aroma instantly filled the air.
Goku, Vegeta, Beerus, and Whis all stopped chasing at once.
Since it was the last supply, Trunks had taken everything out at once. Compared to previous als, this spread was far more lavish.
The four of them finally cald down.
Whis resud his elegant angelic deanor.
Beerus stopped pursuing the matter entirely.
As for Goku and Vegeta, they imdiately began a full-blown eating competition.
First-generation Saiyans have a built-in "devour like wolves" ability, tearing through food like a hurricane.
Super Broly and the other first-generation fighters showed absolutely no table manners. The second-generation Saiyans, however, ate with more refinent.
"Trunks, we've trained here for two and a half years. I feel like we're ready to move on. What's the next step?" soone asked.
"Hehe! Boss! I can't wait to hit the battlefield!" Super Perfect Cell exclaid eagerly.
"But why hasn't Buu woken up yet? That's unusual," he added, glancing toward the still-sleeping Majin Buu.
At that very mont, Buu stirred in his sleep, and the bubble on his nose popped.
"Huh?!" Super Perfect Cell gasped in delight. "Did I just wake him up by saying that?"
Trunks smiled.
"Let's eat first. Once we finish eating, we'll head out and prepare to et up with Frieza."
(End Of This Chapter)
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