"Brat, didn't your teacher ever tell you to respect your elders?"
Goku and Gran belonged to roughly the same generation, so Pan naturally counted as his junior. Gran shifted sideways, and her little foot instantly struck empty air.
As Gran moved, Trunks swept a leg at him.
But Gran merely hopped lightly, dodging Trunks's attack as well.
"How is that possible?" Pan's mouth hung wide open.
"How could you react so fast?" Trunks asked incredulously.
"You two are pretty good."
Gran took two steps back.
That single exchange had been enough for him to gauge their strength.
These two youngsters were quite powerful. Their current battle power was around 500 million.
And that was without accounting for their transformations. What forms could these two youngsters reach now?
Super Saiyan 3? Or Super Saiyan 4?
"Don't get so full of yourself!"
Gran's words had clearly been praise for Pan and Trunks, but to their ears, they sounded unbearably grating.
"Pan, let's go all out!"
The two youngsters transformed, one entering the Super Saiyan 2 state and the other the Super Three state. As a Super Saiyan 2, Pan's battle power surged to 50 billion.
As a Super Saiyan 3, Trunks reached 200 billion!
"Is that as far as you can go? Not bad, I suppose."
Gran had thought they could transform into Super Saiyan 4. He beckoned to them again. "Keep coming."
"You arrogant jerk!"
Rumble!
Their power swept across the entire Time Realm as Trunks and Pan launched another ferocious assault on Gran.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Their power whipped up raging hurricanes that uprooted the surrounding trees, but no matter what they tried, they couldn't lay a finger on Gran.
Gran's evasive movements were crisp, clean, and natural—a pleasure to watch.
"Kakarot, what martial arts realm is this?"
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