Raditz could tell that these two brothers were genuinely strong. Each of them had a Combat Power of over a thousand, even in their normal state.
He hadn't expected them to help him much, but they'd at least make good cannon fodder. Among Saiyans, brotherly affection was practically nonexistent.
But seeing how cold Son Goten was, Raditz felt his heart sink. Beside him, Sun Wukong couldn't help feeling a little sorry for him.
"Piccolo, let him go, or your opponent will be me."
"You came just in time, Sun Wukong. Our battle can never end. Today, I'll defeat you for sure. As for this nuisance, he's already a heap of mush. You can have him back."
He kicked the disciple on the ground toward them. The man spun twice in the air before landing beside the two of them. Seeing him sprawled there like a dog eating filth made it clear that all the Saiyans' glory had vanished. He wasn't worthy of being a great warrior.
"Wukong, go fight. I'll keep an eye on this guy."
Son Goten sat there quietly as the other two went off to fight in the distance.
"Little brother, hurry and take me back to the spaceship. There's a life-restoration device there. Once my Combat Power recovers, I can take that guy down."
"There's no need for you to fight. Even Sun Wukong can handle him. Still, I'm surprised someone like you is still alive. But you're my brother, after all. I don't want to kill you outright."
"Little brother, what are you saying? I'm your own brother."
"Do Saiyans care about family? Maybe our parents were the only real Saiyans with any spirit, but you're not. Let me ask you something: do you know how Planet Vegeta was destroyed?"
"Wasn't it hit by a