"There are two of them. The short one looks stronger." Standing at one corner of the seven-point encirclement around Vegeta, Yamcha looked at Vegeta and Nappa. Sensing that Vegeta was nearly two-thirds stronger than himself, he became slightly cautious.
If he had to fight Vegeta, Yamcha felt he would need to go all out.
"Hmph!" Hearing someone insult his height and call him short, Vegeta's eyes immediately turned fierce. He raised his chin proudly, glanced disdainfully at Yamcha, and sneered, "Trash. Trash like you doesn't even deserve to die by my hand."
Yamcha raised an eyebrow and smiled. Nodding, he said, "You do have the strength to be arrogant. In that case, let me see what you're made of."
Just as Yamcha wanted to seize the initiative, Piccolo spoke up unhappily to stop him. "Yamcha, don't think we don't know what you're thinking. We haven't even decided who attacks first."
"Yamcha, don't try to get ahead of us. I'm watching you." Tien Shinhan also shot Yamcha an unhappy look, the third eye on his forehead glaring fiercely at him.
"I think I can only handle that bald uncle. Why don't Chiaotzu, Puar, and I deal with him?" Krillin shrewdly suggested that the three of them take one opponent and stay out of the rock-paper-scissors game.
It would be even worse if they lost every round and got no opponents at all.
"Yeah, yeah." Chiaotzu understood Krillin very well and immediately agreed.
"Right, right." Puar also understood what Krillin was trying to do and quickly echoed him.
"Don't even think about it. If these two came from the same background as Raditz and have the same fighting techniques, then any one of you can spar with the weakest one." Yamcha was displeased that they had seen through him. Moreover, the short