Son Goku, Krillin, Yamcha, Bulma, and the others stared at Master Shen, who was laughing arrogantly and acting like he had a death wish. They all froze again, silently mourning him for a few seconds.
You're still laughing? How can you possibly still be laughing?
You're going to be in a world of pain in a minute!
No matter how strong you are, could you possibly be stronger than King Piccolo was back then?
Even King Piccolo had been swatted to death like a fly by Broly...
Broly stopped wasting his breath.
He pulled the bare chicken leg bone he'd been eating out of his mouth with practiced ease. It was still covered in saliva and scraps of meat.
Then, under everyone's tense gaze, Broly casually flicked the chicken bone toward the still-laughing Master Shen, as if brushing away a speck of dust.
"Whoosh!"
The unremarkable chicken bone seemed to come alive the instant it left Broly's fingers, imbued with terrifying power!
It became a white blur, almost impossible to follow with the naked eye. It tore through the air with a piercing whistle, racing faster than a bullet straight toward Master Shen's chest!
Master Shen, who had been laughing moments earlier, saw his pupils shrink to pinpricks!
A martial artist's instincts told him at once that he was in mortal danger!
In his eyes, that seemingly harmless chicken bone became a meteor hurtling toward him, carrying an endless, terrifying force that made his very soul tremble!
The smile froze on Master Shen's face, replaced by abject terror!
He instinctively tried to use his footwork to dodge!
But the chicken bone was simply too fast!
It exceeded the limits of his reflexes and bodily movements!
"Thud!"
A muffled sound rang out, like a heavy hammer striking rotten wood!
The chicken bone struck dead center on Master Shen's chest, where he had concentrated all his Hardening Qi!
"Crack!"
A moment later, a clear, teeth-gritting snap of breaking bone rang out like thunder in the silent air!
Everyone present shuddered involuntarily, as if they could feel the pain of those breaking bones themselves.
Had it just broken several of his ribs?
Before Master Shen could recover from the agony and shock of his fractured breastbone, Broly vanished from where he stood, moving too quickly for anyone to follow.
When he appeared again, he was already right in front of Master Shen!
Broly reached out with the big hand he had just wiped clean of grease, grabbed Master Shen by his topknot, and lightly, casually slammed his head down, as if snuffing out a cigarette butt on the ground!
"Boom!"
A tremendous crash rang out!
Master Shen's head met the hard stone paving in an unbuffered, solid impact!
The force even made the ground tremble slightly, leaving a shallow crater with a clear edge and cracks spreading from it!
This time, Broly remembered Master Roshi's instructions and carefully held back his strength, afraid that if he used too much force, he might smash Master Shen's head like a watermelon.
The old man had said to leave him alive, so Broly would leave him alive.
But the guy had a foul mouth and no sense of decency. He deserved a proper beating to teach him a lesson!
Master Shen's head went "whumm" as if struck by a ten-thousand-jin hammer. His vision instantly filled with stars, then went black. It felt as if his skull were about to split open. He sucked in breath after breath, his teeth clenched so hard they chattered.
At the same time, Master Shen felt his whole worldview crumbling!
What was going on?!
How could this be?!
How could that wild brat the old turtle had picked up from who-knows-where have such terrifying strength and speed?!
I... I didn't even have a chance to react or fight back!
This was impossible!
But worse humiliation and despair still awaited Master Shen.
After pinning him to the ground, Broly didn't stop.
He raised his other fist and, seemingly carelessly but with a deft use of force, landed another heavy punch in Master Shen's stomach, which had curled inward from the pain!
"Ugh—!"
Master Shen's limbs jerked upward like those of a cooked shrimp. A painful retch escaped his throat, and a large mouthful of sour liquid mixed with stomach acid and undigested food sprayed out uncontrollably!
Broly's expression was indifferent. Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed Master Shen's limp wrist, dragged his limp body, and began repeatedly smashing him against the ground in every direction, without rhyme or reason, like a punching bag!
"Thud! Thud! Thud! Boom! Smack!"
The dull thuds of flesh hitting the ground mingled with Master Shen's shrill, high-pitched screams, like a slaughtered pig's. Together they formed a wildly discordant symphony that echoed across the open space in front of the Martial Arts Temple. Some spectators who had yet to enter turned to look, then hurried away from the scene in terror.
Son Goku, Krillin, Yamcha, Master Roshi, Bulma, Oolong, Puar, and the others stared in utter shock, completely frozen.
They knew Broly was strong, but seeing him beat someone so simply and brutally was still an overwhelming sight.
At the same time, Yamcha and Krillin silently swore to themselves:
They would never, under any circumstances, offend Broly!
This guy really did hit you!
And he had absolutely no idea how to hold back!
But another question came to mind.
Broly didn't even train in his spare time... All he did was eat, sleep, and play video games.
How was he still this strong after three years?
Hadn't his power dropped at all?
Could sleeping, eating, and playing games increase your strength too?
They had trained seriously for three years, working themselves to the bone and sweating blood. Was all that still no match for him lazing around every day?
Broly used Master Shen as a human punching bag for a full three minutes, pummeling him to his heart's content. Only when he felt he had let out most of his frustration did he finally stop.
By then, Master Shen was barely breathing. His clothes were in tatters, and his face was battered and bruised.
More importantly, he had lost control of his bowels and bladder, and a foul stench began to spread.
Then, under everyone's horrified gaze, Broly kept his promise. Though clearly disgusted, he did as he'd said and pressed Master Shen's filth-covered head down into the mess he had made...
"Ugh—!"
Everyone, including Son Goku, shuddered at the sight. Their stomachs churned, and they all retreated more than a dozen steps, clamping their hands over their noses and mouths, their faces filled with horror and revulsion.
That kid Broly... really did what he said he'd do!
That punishment was... so... so unusual!
Master Shen could no longer move at all. He lay limp on the ground like a puddle of mud, staring blankly up at the sky, the light gone from his eyes.
Every time he opened his mouth, filth seeped from the corner. He couldn't speak, and even his breathing carried an indescribable stench.
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