Nyuro is still in his fifth year, yet he lives in a hell of his own making. Inside the silent servants' annex, there are no gravity machines or support technologies—only the body of a small child battling the might of this world's cultivators through sheer physical toil. Sweat pours from his body like a torrent, drenching his clothes and dripping onto the shattered wooden floor, each drop evaporating instantly from the heat of the "Ki" exploding from his pores.
Nyuro stood in the center of the room, his chest heaving violently like a blacksmith hammering steel. He had just completed thousands of combat maneuvers at speeds defying imagination, causing the air in the room to boil from the friction.
[Self-Training Status - Age 5]
Discovered Technique: Kaioken (Enhanced Version).
Feature: Multiplies power up to 30 times, with the unique ability to merge with the Super Saiyan form.
Nyuro's Personal Goal: "I won't wait any longer... within just two years, I will force this body to reach the Super Saiyan 2 state."
The Dialogue of Power: Nyuro's Will Over the System
Nyuro paused to catch his breath, staring at the System screen with sharp golden eyes filled with confidence and pride:
"System, this Kaioken I've obtained is the true prize. It's no longer just an increase in power; it is my bridge to shattering the laws of the cultivators. I will merge it with Super Saiyan to turn my body into a weapon that no cultivator, regardless of their rank, can even imagine."
The System replied in its cold, robotic voice:
"Fusion is possible, but the pressure on your cells at age five is terrifying. The sweat you shed now and the dehydration you feel are the price for expanding your blood vessels."
Nyuro replied with a sharp grin: "I will pay that price and more. I'm not interested in safety; I'm interested in absolute power."
Training Until the Explosion
Nyuro summoned the golden aura (Super Saiyan 1), and the room ignited with a blinding light as if a sun had been born inside the annex. Without a moment's hesitation, he roared at the top of his lungs:
"Kaioken... Ten Times!"
The aura exploded, transforming into a terrifying mixture of brilliant gold and blood-red. Nyuro began striking the air with lightning-fast punches, each blow creating a shockwave that shook the foundations of the crumbling building. He pushed his muscles until the fibers screamed in pain, sweat evaporating from his burning skin to create a thick mist around him.
It wasn't the System commanding him; it was Nyuro pushing himself to the brink, testing the limits of his heart and lungs under 30x pressure, aspiring to reach the energy density required to unlock the gate to Super Saiyan 2.
End of the Hellish Day
Nyuro collapsed to the floor, panting, his body trembling from the sheer exertion amidst a pool of his own sweat that bore witness to his struggle. He looked at the ceiling with eyes that knew no defeat.
"Super Saiyan 2... I will reach you by the age of seven," Nyuro thought, clenching his fist tight. "I will make this world realize that the 'trash' my father discarded has forged a sun that burns anyone who dares draw near."