"When I fought him, he said I only had 1,177 battle power, while he had 1,500," Tien Shinhan said gravely.
Everyone's expressions shifted slightly upon hearing Tien Shinhan's words.
A battle power ten times greater—though with the martial arts He-El had taught them, they could barely put up some resistance against someone ten times stronger—was still an overwhelmingly powerful force.
As expected, Vegeta, prince of the Saiyans, was truly formidable.
"How much of your strength did you use to defeat him?" Piccolo asked Tien Shinhan. Though they had not sparred for several years, Tien Shinhan was no weakling.
"Sixty percent," Tien Shinhan answered solemnly.
Defeating Raditz had not taken much effort. The guy's use of Ki and every other aspect of his fighting had been utterly crushed by the martial arts He-El had taught them.
"Impossible! Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..." Raditz's face abruptly turned red. He felt utterly humiliated.
Someone with nearly one-third less battle power than him had beaten him using only sixty percent of his strength. Raditz could never accept such humiliation.
Damn it, he's just bullshitting!
Say you're bullshitting already!
You're bullshitting! Say you had to give it everything you had, risk your life, and shave years off your lifespan just to beat me!
Raditz was unwilling to accept it!
He had nothing to say about losing to Vegeta.
He did not dare say anything about losing to Nappa either.
But losing to a native from some tiny planet, someone whose battle power was one-third lower than his, and then hearing that person say he had used only sixty percent of his strength to defeat him...
A lie.
It had to be a lie.
He was definitely lying just to show off in front of his friends!
"Let's spar." Ignoring Raditz, Piccolo's face darkened slightly. Based