"I know, we're friends, Piccolo. At most, I'll spar with you a few more times." Goku pressed his palms together, bowed, and gave an embarrassed, awkward grin.
Piccolo's heart stirred when he heard that he could spar with Goku a few more times.
For some reason, Goku's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds in recent years. Piccolo had vaguely sensed long ago that Goku had already surpassed him by far. Because of that, Piccolo had trained harshly, and they had not sparred in a long time.
"Remember what you said." Piccolo shot Goku a fierce glare and started walking over. As he passed Tien Shinhan, he said coldly, "You should have been harsher. You should've killed him outright."
"I'll be harsher next time," Tien Shinhan replied expressionlessly.
Yamcha, Krillin, Chiaotzu, and Puar also gathered around, watching Piccolo use healing Ki to stop Raditz's bleeding and restore his strength.
"Cough!" Raditz spat out a mouthful of clotted blood and greedily sucked in air. He recovered from the brink of death, vaguely sensing that he had become stronger than before.
But he was still badly injured. He did not dare to cause trouble and instead looked at Son Gohan.
"Kakarot, you look exactly like Dad!" Raditz looked at Son Gohan with a complicated expression. He had never expected that, after coming to this planet, he would be defeated by the natives of Earth.
And defeated in such a humiliating manner.
Being beaten by natives with lower battle power than his dealt a blow to Raditz's heart, especially Tien Shinhan's icy, condescending stance as he looked down on him, faintly carrying killing intent.
The others had surrounded him as well. Though they did not harbor killing intent, Raditz still did not dare make any reckless moves.
*Stall for time. I can only