Calorie vs. Goten

"Calorie?" Bardock was taken aback, a gentle look appearing in his eyes. "I left Earth when he was two years old, he must be seven now, right?"

"Yes." Luo Tian nodded.

"Unbeknownst to us... so much time has passed." Bardock said in a deep voice.

"I heard your youngest son is a brat. If you don't discipline him properly, then let me teach him myself." Luo Tian doesn't tolerate brats.

"You're right... Gine probably doesn't have the ability to discipline him!" Bardock nodded in deep agreement.

"Moreover, Calorie has also grasped the concept of destruction, making him a truly rare talent. If he isn't guided in a positive direction and ends up like Raditz... he'll suffer a great loss someday," Luo Tian pondered.

"Calorie have also grasped the concept of destruction? He's only 7 years old!" Bardock was utterly shocked.

"There's nothing surprising about it. It's perfectly normal for the son of the God of Destruction to comprehend destruction," Luo Tian replied.

Merus gave a dry laugh.

These are my lines!

"Is that so? But then again... none of these God of Destruction seem to have sons, right?" Bardock pondered.

"God of Destruction rarely have offspring," Luo Tian repeated Merus's words. "You are an exception."

"So, it's quite remarkable that Calorie can be created," Bardock replied. "I understand. I was planning to go back soon anyway, so I'll set off now."

"Okay." Luo Tian nodded.

After ending the call, Bardock immediately went up to greet the angel Mojito.

"Alright, Mr. Bardock, you haven't been home for a long time. Go back and visit." Mojito naturally wouldn't object, and added, "Actually, you could also bring your wife and children to live in the Gods of Destruction of the Universe 9!"

"No need, I think they are better suited to life on Earth." Bardock gently shook his head.

"Oh dear, I was just being polite," Mojito chuckled.

Bardock: "..."

"I'm setting off!" Bardock said no more.

"Yes, Mr. Bardock." Mojito nodded gently.

"Smack!"

Bardock's body flickered with purplish-red flames, which then transformed into a streak of purplish-red light and swiftly shot into the sky.

Bardock quickly entered outer space and sped towards the Universe 6.

The Universe 6, Earth, the scene of the World Martial Arts Tournament.

"Outside the... outside the arena..." The referee was stunned for a long time before loudly announcing, "Trunks has fallen out of the arena and is eliminated! Calorie wins!"

"Awooooo!"

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Calorie walked off the ring with his arms crossed, looking like a proud little rooster.

"Even if Trunks transforms into Super Saiyan, he's no match for Calorie?" Krillin suddenly realized.

"Trunks must have been frightened by the destruction caused by Calorie..." Gohan explained from the side.

Vegeta looked at Gohan.

I love hearing what you said.

It would be tragic if Trunks, even as Super Saiyan, couldn't defeat Calorie.

"Gohan is right," Goku nodded in agreement. "However, I feel that if they were to fight seriously, Calorie's Divine Power would be almost on par with Trunks' Super Saiyan ... It's hard to say who would win."

"Tch!" Vegeta snorted defiantly.

"Calorie are truly amazing," Krillin remarked with deep emotion.

Calorie have also returned to the candidate room.

"Uncle, you're amazing! When did you learn how to destroy?" Goten asked curiously.

"Hmph, isn't it easy to master that kind of thing? I only saw Vegeta use it once, and I learned it." Calorie's expression became increasingly arrogant.

"Huh? You've learned it?" Goten was astonished.

"Of course, I'm a genius," Calorie, even more smugly.

"You're amazing, Uncle!" Goten exclaimed repeatedly, then lowered his voice and whispered, "I heard that Uncle Vegeta took a long time to master Destruction!"

As they were talking, Trunks walked in from outside, looking dejected.

"Trunks, how are you? Hurry up and call him Dad!" Calorie stepped forward and patted Trunks on the shoulder.

"Calorie, you bastard! What nonsense are you spouting!" Trunks roared in fury, his face turning red with anger.

"Hehe, is the destruction I unleashed the same as your dad's?" Calorie chuckled.

Trunks remained silent.

That doesn't mean I should call you Dad.

"Now, let's move on to the next match," the referee's voice rang out from the ring.

"It's my turn to compete." Goten waved his hand and calmly stepped onto the arena.

Goten quickly eliminated his opponent.

A few more minutes passed.

The finals for the Junior Division have finally begun.

The final match was naturally between Goku and Calorie.

At this moment, Goten and Calorie stood on the arena.

Calorie still had that smug look on its face, holding its head high.

The referee stood between the two, holding a microphone and loudly announcing. "Ladies and gentlemen, the Junior Division finals are about to begin! Who will win the championship – Calorie or Goten? Both of them defeated their opponents with overwhelming advantages and qualified for the finals! It is said that the two are uncle and nephew!"

Goten scratched his head sheepishly.

"Now let's have a brief interview with these two children," the referee said with a smile, holding the microphone to Calorie's mouth and asking, "Calorie, are you two really uncle and nephew?"

"Of course, is that even a question?" Calorie glanced at the referee.

"Why is it this way?" the referee asked.

"Are you stupid?" Calorie said irritably. "I'm Goten's father's brother. If he doesn't call me uncle, what else can he call me?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The audience burst into laughter.

"Let's get this game started already, this is so tedious," Calorie grumbled, a little annoyed.

"So you're Mr. Goku's younger brother!" The referee exclaimed in realization, then lowered his voice and asked, "Mr. Goku isn't young anymore, is he? How can someone his age have a younger brother? Is he a half-brother?"

"You forgot to turn off your microphone..." Calorie kept rolling his eyes, feeling an urge to strangle the referee.

"Uh... sorry." The referee suddenly realized what he had done and hurriedly apologized.

"If you say another word, I'll throw you out," Calorie threatened.

Referee. "..."

In Satan's room.

Satan is enjoying the refreshing sensation of the iced drink.

Beside Satan, a staff member appeared.

"What? There are two very capable kids?" Satan squinted at the staff.

"Mr. Satan, if you're interested, you can go and watch; it's going to be a very exciting competition," the staff member explained. "There were originally three children like this, but one of them was eliminated."

"There's no other way, I'll go take a look. Anyway, I'm going to compete against the little guy who won the championship." Satan sighed helplessly.

"Now, let's move on to the final round!" the referee announced loudly into the microphone, "Goten versus Calorie."

Goten bowed to Calorie.

Calorie accepted Goten's greeting with his arms crossed, but made no attempt to return the greeting.

Immediately afterwards, the two adopted a fighting stance.

"Goten, you'd better watch out." Calorie smiled slightly.

"Yes, I won't lose to Uncle." Goten nodded, his expression becoming more serious.

"You're my nephew, so I'll definitely go easy on you. I could never treat you the way I treated Trunks." Calorie smiled.

"No! Uncle, you have to fight with all your might! I don't want you to hold back!" Goten said stubbornly.

"No way!" Calorie grumbled.

Goten: "..."

Satan also arrived outside and appeared in the candidate room, sweeping his gaze toward Goten and Calorie on the arena.

"It's those two?" Satan was taken aback, suddenly feeling that Goten looked somewhat familiar.

I feel like I've seen this guy somewhere before.

Is he the one who fought Cell back then?

How did he get smaller?

Is he his son?

"Hey!"

Without further hesitation, Goten and Calorie launched a fierce attack on each other.

Immediately, their arms collided, and they began to test their strength.

"Goten, good luck!" Calorie said to Goten with a smile.

Goten bared his teeth and increased his strength.

"You're no good, Goten." Calorie chuckled and threw a punch, hitting Goten squarely in the cheek.

Goten, in pain, hurriedly launched a counterattack.

"Smack!"

Calorie raised his hand and caught the fist that Goten was attacking.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them jumped backward at the same time, tumbling several times in the air before landing steadily.

The next moment, the two attacked each other again.

After several rounds of fighting, Calorie punched Goten in the face again.

Goten flew backward and wiped his face.

"How about that? Goten, you're no match for me." Calorie became increasingly smug.

"You're my uncle, so I'll let you have two moves." Goten's expression was solemn.

"Oh? Is that really true?" Calorie immediately laughed.

"I'm going to have a serious match with you now!" Goten said, suddenly increasing his speed.

"Bang!"

Goten's fist struck Calorie's face on the spot.

Calorie was slightly surprised.

Goten continued his attack.

The Calorie reaction was extremely fast; it vanished from its original spot in an instant and reappeared behind Goten.

However, just as Calorie was about to launch an attack on Goten...

"Whoosh!"

With a flicker of his body, Goten disappeared from his spot and reappeared to the left of Calorie, delivering a powerful kick.

Calorie was prepared and caught Goten's kick with a swift movement.

The two engaged in another fierce battle in the air.

The audience was stunned once again.

The scene was completely silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling through the air.

And the sounds of Goten and Calorie fighting kept ringing out.

"Bang!"

Goten and Calorie exchanged another punch, and then slowly descended from the air, appearing on the ring.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Satan was so frightened that he cried and snot streamed down his face.

This is terrible!

They'll beat me to death!

Videl, who was watching from another direction, was even more stunned.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

What a fantastic match!

"Amazing, absolutely amazing!"

"They were just hovering in the air again!"

"Are there any other photography equipment?" a middle-aged man asked his assistant loudly.

"No! All the filming equipment is damaged! Including the TV station's cameras, they're all broken too. I don't know what happened, it's unbelievable!" the assistant replied helplessly.

"What a pity, we couldn't film such an exciting fight scene!" the middle-aged man lamented.

After a brief moment of shock, the referee also revealed a look of delight.

Goku and his companions are still as powerful as they were back then.

This is the kind of game I wanted to see, it's fantastic!

I've been hoping they'd show up for so many years now...

Only World Martial Arts Tournament like this is truly interesting!

"Goten, you do have some skill; you didn't embarrass our family," Calorie said with a smile.

"Hehe, my brother and sister Kale have taught me quite a few moves." Goten chuckled.

"It's like I, your uncle, haven't taught you anything," Calorie snorted.

"I've learned a lot from my uncle," Goten replied.

"That's good! Let me teach you a new trick?" Calorie suddenly said.

"What will you teach me?" Goten asked curiously.

"Destruction!" Calorie grinned.

Goten: "..."

"I won't learn that stuff, it's too terrifying," Goten quickly shook his head.

"Don't say that," Calorie snorted. "This is a skill that only God of Destruction can master."

"Smack!"

As he spoke, Calorie gently raised his right hand, and a ball of purplish-red energy immediately appeared in his hand.

Goten fell silent.

"Calorie! What are you trying to do? Is he trying to destroy Goten?" Gohan in alarm.

"No, it won't happen." Goku gently shook his head.

Gohan paused for a moment, then looked at his father's face.

How could Dad be so sure?

Dad hasn't had much contact with Calorie, so he doesn't know how difficult this brat is to deal with.

"Don't worry, Calorie may be mischievous, but it's not as bad as Raditz," Goku said confidently.

Vegeta's expression changed.

Kakarot's brother, can he so easily gather such a large amount of Destruction Energy?

It took me a very long time to gather such a large amount of Destruction Energy!

I'm so angry!

Why am I, a Saiyan prince, inferior to a half-blood brat?!

Vegeta felt a pang of heartache once again.

"How about it, Goten!" Calorie said with a smile, "This is the destruction I just mastered! Don't be fooled by its small size, it can easily destroy a sun."

As he spoke, Calorie looked up at the sun in the sky.

"Uncle... please don't do anything reckless!" Goten exclaimed in alarm. "If the sun doesn't shine, we won't have daytime here!"

"What? Calorie are going to destroy the sun?" Gohan's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Calorie shouldn't do something like that," Goku pondered. "He's different from Raditz."

"I hope so," Gohan prayed silently.

Universe 6, Planet Sadala, the Great Prison.

Raditz sneezed several times in a row.

Raditz: "???"

What's going on?

Who is talking about me?

Also, Dad, is there something you've forgotten?

Didn't you say you were coming to save me?

It's been 7 years!

Seven years have passed, and I'm still locked up here.

And that bastard Kakarot!

Last time they rescued me, they only saved me halfway before running away.

Why did you just leave it at that?

You should at least come and see your brother again!

You're such a terrible younger brother!

Raditz sighed deeply, staring at the ceiling.