But his body was struck in an instant, with various blasts raining down on him.
Another figure appeared in an instant, extending a massive hand and pinning him to the ground.
This was a powerful alien with an extremely terrifying purple body. He wore thick, golden-yellow armor, making him look like a terrifying machine.
"How much combat power does he have?"
"At least � tens of thousands or so. He can immediately restrain himself, and there must still be many peak experts in this place."
"Bidding number �, Earthling Son Goten, you are under arrest."
Another robot-like figure appeared beside them and spoke. Son Goten merely grinned at this moment. As soon as he laughed, another thick fist slammed into his back, making him cough up a mouthful of blood. The Saiyan's blood floated through the air.
It was as if this stemmed from the deepest hatred. Son Goten immediately turned his head and glared viciously at the enormous robot pinning down his body.
"Do you know something? If you keep this up, you'll be the first one to die."
Son Goten's words were full of menace, shocking the enormous monster.
"Your death is already fated. You chose this path yourself."
Son Goten looked at the many people around him. Whether it was Bojack or Slug, those with at least some ability and reputation were all hiding to the side, unwilling to get involved in this mess.
To them, the battle between the young man before them and the burly man seemed to have reached its final stage.
Son Goten naturally did not expect these people to lend him a hand. That was simply impossible.
In this universe, profit came first. No one would do something impractical for no reason. That was simply incomprehensible.
The enormous robot slowly lifted Son