Whoosh.
Two figures suddenly flew out from the billowing smoke.
It turns out he was Cooler and Salza.
"A wild monkey is still a wild monkey. What you just blew up was my command post."
You must take responsibility for what you've done.
Cooler watched the explosion, a sinister glint in his eyes.
No one had ever dared to act wildly in front of him before, but he never expected the Saiyan to be so presumptuous today.
Then he can only teach this guy a lesson in how to behave.
"King Cooler, are you alright?"
At this moment, Dore and Neiz arrived with a group of their men.
They were all Cooler's right-hand men, just like the Ginyu Force in Frieza Force.
"Haha, I didn't expect this guy to have so many scoundrels."
"We need to stretch our muscles properly today."
Son Zilan, Son Goten, Kid Trunks saw the Cooler Force flying densely overhead.
A glint of gold appeared in their eyes; they hadn't expected there to be so many bad people.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The three children flew out in a flurry.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them rushed in front of the group of thugs, but they did not slow down.
Bang bang bang.
They were like wild horses, crashing into and knocking down a large group of people in a chaotic manner.
"Ah"
Screams filled the battlefield.
They'd never seen such a fierce child before; these were practically three fighting machines!
[Ding, you have received 2000 Battle Power attribute.]
[Dropped item grants +5000 Battle Power attribute.]
As soon as the battle began, system notifications kept ringing in Son Gohan's mind.
His face remained expressionless; even a small mosquito bite is still meat, and these little things can add up.
"Old Son, Vegeta, I'll take care of Cooler. I'm going to kill him for the Namekian."
Piccolo left behind a single sentence and then shot off into the air.
He wanted to seek justice for his people.
Vegeta and Son Goku exchanged bewildered glances, never expecting Piccolo to steal their opponent.
"Namekian, who gave you the courage to challenge me?"
Cooler looked at Piccolo, who was charging towards him, with disdain.
More than a decade ago, he could have killed all the Namekian with a single thought.
Moreover, a single Energy Blast turned their planet into a beautiful firework.
"Don't underestimate me. Take this."
"Planet Namek, show me what you've got!"
Piccolo roared, and terrifying power gathered in his fist.
Cooler calmly threw a punch, completely disregarding the guy.
Rumble.
The moment their fists touched, Cooler regretted it.
He felt a terrifying impact that sent his body flying, like a kite with a broken string.
"Damn it, is this the power that Namekian can possess?"
Cooler, who was about to leave, looked bewildered and shocked, never expecting that the Planet Namek's fighting power could be demonstrated to such an extent.
However, he quickly realized that no matter how strong your fighting ability is, you can't possibly defeat me.
"That's the way."
Piccolo knew this guy's fighting ability couldn't be limited to this; he had to press his advantage and catch his opponent off guard.
He dodged and caught up with the flying Cooler, unleashing a barrage of punches at Cooler's body like a storm.
[Ding! You have gained 1 million Battle Power attribute.]
[Battle Power attribute +1 million.]
The system notifications kept ringing in Son Gohan's mind.
His gaze fell on Piccolo and Cooler on the battlefield.
"Saiyan, die!"
Salza charged straight at Vegeta; it was this guy who had just bombed the command center.
He wished he could torture this guy to death.
"Get out of here."
Vegeta roared and slapped it across the face as casually as swatting away flies and mosquitoes.
Salza came fast and went even faster; it was as if he had crashed into Vegeta's palm.
Bang.
Salza's body flew more than a hundred meters before finally coming to a stop.
Puff.
Salza spat out a mouthful of blood and his whole body slumped down.
He stared at Vegeta in shock, never expecting the Saiyan's fighting power to be so terrifying.
Dore and Neiz stared at the Saiyan in front of them as if they had never seen a ghost.
In their minds, Saiyan were extremely weak in combat.
I didn't expect this guy to be so terrifying. Could it be that Salza was too careless?
"Trash, ptooey."
Vegeta watched as Salza flew backward, spat out a mouthful of saliva, and his face was full of mockery.
He then continued watching the battle between Cooler and Piccolo.
"Damn it, you Saiyan! How dare you underestimate me! I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"
Salza saw that a tiny Saiyan dared to ignore his existence.
I was just careless earlier; now I need to unleash my full fighting power.
"Ah"
Salza got up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot. He roared and his aura continued to rise.
If the Scouter could measure this power, it would absolutely shock everyone, because its combat strength has reached 1 million.
However, this fighting power of 1 million was utterly insignificant in Vegeta's eyes.
"What an imposing presence! I never imagined Salza was hiding his true strength."
"It seems the Saiyan are really doomed this time."
Dore and Neiz both revealed a wicked smile.
They thought the Saiyan were sure to be tortured to death by Salza this time.
"You bastard, let me take care of you."
Trunks saw that his father had no desire to fight at all, and didn't even glance at his opponent.
He acted decisively, and in a flash, he was lying in front of Salza.
"You little brat, I'll start by making an example of you today."
Salza saw a young man suddenly appear and block his way.
He was furious. Did he really think I couldn't lift a knife?
Salza dashed forward and unleashed a barrage of attacks at Future Trunks.
Now that Salza has unleashed his full power, he fears no one except King Cooler.
These aliens were completely unable to sense each other's presence.
If Salza could sense the other party's presence, he would have already kowtowed and admitted his mistake; he wouldn't be so arrogant now.
Boom.
Future Trunks opened his palm and caught Salza's punch.
Wh-what? I caught it!
Whis was shocked, never expecting that his full-force attack would be so easily caught by his opponent.
He tried desperately to pull his fist out, but the other person held it firmly like an iron clamp.
"Go to hell!"
Future Trunks' other hand condensed into a terrifying Energy Blast.
Salza was horrified; a strong sense of death instantly spread throughout his body.
The Energy Blast expanded instantly, and with a gentle push from Future Trunks, Energy Blast flew off, propelling Salza through his body.
"No"
Salza let out a sound of disbelief as his body was instantly engulfed by energy.