Goku was standing there, with broad shoulders and a tall body, with a somewhat uneasy smile on his face.
Those eyebrows, that bridge of nose, that iconic hairstyle.
So similar.
This is simply the most direct and outrageous inheritance in the Saiyan bloodline.
Bardock has seen many similar-looking people on Planet Vegeta. Saiyan's genes are prone to similar faces.
But the person in front of him immediately reminded him of the baby who was stuffed into the spaceship by his own hands.
Kakarot.
When Battle Power was born, there were only two children. He was determined to be Low-Class Warrior and was sent to the distant border planet as his second son.
He was supposed to be struggling to survive on an unknown planet in the far, far future.
But now, this man is standing here alive, standing on Planet Plant a thousand years ago.
Bardock forced his eyes away and fell on Vegeta again.
That cold and arrogant face, that tall hairline, and that natural posture that refuses to bow to anyone.
He is very familiar with this temperament.
The person in front of me is not King Vegeta, but he exudes a more pure royal aura than King Vegeta.
He looks younger, his eyes are colder, and his whole person is like a sharp blade out of its sheath, with its sharp edge clearly visible.
Bardock's throat rolled hard.
"Are you, King Vegeta's son?"
Vegeta crossed his arms across his chest and looked at him coldly, not denying it.
"Vegeta."
He paused, raised his chin slightly, and added.
"Saiyan Prince."
Bardock looked at him, then turned to Goku.
The scene of these two people standing side by side seemed to Bardock to be extremely ridiculous.
One is his biological son, and the other is Low-Class Warrior, who is judged to be a waste.
The other is the aloof Saiyan Prince, the heir to the royal bloodline.
These two people, who were supposed to be worlds apart, are now on the same side, accompanied by a group of guys with extremely weird auras.
Bardock took half a step back involuntarily.
"Where did you come from?"
Goku took a step forward.
He usually never has stage fright when facing a powerful enemy, but at this moment, his steps seemed very heavy and he walked very slowly.
He didn't know where to put his hands and seemed at a loss.
He scratched his head and put it down. Feeling something was wrong, he raised his hand and scratched his head again.
Vegeta looked at it with his brows tightening.
"Kakarot, if you keep dragging your feet like this, I might as well speak up for you."
Goku looked back at him and smiled bitterly.
"Vegeta, it's really hard to talk about this kind of thing, don't rush me."
"What's so difficult? It's just a matter of words."
"If your back doesn't hurt when you stand and talk, try seeing your dad suddenly and see if you can shout out right away."
Vegeta's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and simply closed his mouth and stopped talking.
Goku turned around and looked at Bardock.
The words went back and forth in his throat several times before he finally shouted them out loud.
"Father."
As soon as these two words were spoken, Bardock's whole body froze in place as if struck by lightning.
The hot wind on the scorched earth picked up a piece of ashes and blew it between the two people.
He looked at Goku, and the thick layer of defense in his eyes was finally torn open.
"Kakarot?"
Goku nodded vigorously.
"Well, on Earth my name is Goku, but Saiyan's name is Kakarot."
Bardock stood there, his lips moved, and he didn't answer the question for a long time.
He imagined that he would die in this battle.
I imagined that the Saiyan family would be completely exterminated by Frieza.
I imagined that the lofty Emperor of the Universe would one day be knocked down by the legendary Golden Warrior.
But he never thought that he would see the fully grown Kakarot on Planet Plant a thousand years ago.
I even heard him call me father.
Bardock slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to pat Goku's shoulder, but when he reached halfway, he put his hand down stiffly.
Saiyan has never been good at expressing feelings, let alone hugging.
For him, battlefields and killings took up most of his life.
The identity of a father is so thin that he doesn't know how to respond.
Goku noticed his embarrassment and instead grinned, that smile was pure and sunny.
"You look much more fierce than I thought."
Bardock The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he couldn't help but reply.
"You are much stupider than I thought."
Goku was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, rubbing the back of his head and saying.
"Chi-Chi often says that about me too."
Bardock frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Who is Chi-Chi?"
"My wife."
Bardock was stunned again, his eyes widened slightly.
"Are you married?"
"Well, I have been married for many years and have two sons."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gohan stepped forward.
He stopped next to Goku, with an upright posture and a respectful salute to Bardock.
"Grandpa, I am Son Gohan."
Bardock turned his eyes to Gohan and looked at the young man up and down.
Gentle, gentle, and wearing a pair of glasses.
He looks more like a scholar doing research in his dress, and there is no trace of the militant nature of Saiyan.
But when Bardock tried to sense the Qi in this young man's body, a chill suddenly shot up his spine.
That's not the wild breath of ordinary Saiyan at all.
It was a terrifying beast dormant in Abyss.
Bardock There is no doubt that once this power is released, the scorched earth that has been reduced to ruins will definitely be turned over hundreds of times.
Bardock looked at Gohan, the expression on his face became increasingly weird.
It doesn't matter that my son has grown up so big, now even his grandson has run away.
Moreover, he is so tall and incredibly strong.
"Grandson."
Bardock kept chanting these two words in his mouth, feeling like he was dreaming.
"I actually have a grandson?"
Gohan looked at Bardock's shocked look and couldn't help but smile.
"I also have a younger brother named Goten. He stayed at home today and did not come with us."
Vegeta stood aside and snorted coldly, turned away and pretended to look at the scenery in the distance.
He didn't want to get involved in this scene of mother-in-law and mother recognizing their relatives.
But his peripheral vision still couldn't help but fall on Bardock.
It was this Low-Class Warrior, who was covered in wounds and had always been regarded as the bottom, who beat Chilled, the ancestor of Frieza, into that miserable state.
He is the true source of the legend Super Saiyan that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Vegeta once valued bloodline level more than anything else, and treated Low-Class Warrior as trash that could be thrown away easily.
In his eyes, the pride of the royal family is everything.
But Kakarot broke the limit time and time again, leaving him behind time and time again.
Now, even Kakarot's father, a soldier at the lowest level, has used practical actions to crush the so-called class boundaries.
The source of Super Saiyan turned out to be Low-Class Warrior, whom he once despised the most.
This fact was like a heavy hammer, hitting Vegeta's self-esteem hard.
Vegeta gritted his teeth, his jawline tightened, and the unyielding energy in his heart burned again.
Goku turned to look at Chilled who was lying in the pit, and said with some curiosity.
"This guy looks really similar to Frieza. They are exactly the same."
Hearing the three words Frieza, the aura on Bardock's body fluctuated violently again, and anger ignited in his eyes.
Krillin walked forward and patted his shoulder gently.
The force of this blow was not heavy, but it carried an irresistible soothing force, firmly suppressing Bardock's emotions that were about to go berserk.
"Don't worry, take a deep breath. Frieza's matter has been resolved a long time ago. There are still many things we have to tell you later."
Bardock turned to look at Krillin, the hostility in his eyes had dissipated.
Krillin stood in front of him and said with a smile, his tone was steady and determined.
"Don't doubt your eyes, they are indeed your descendants, with your blood flowing in their bodies."
"And we come from the future a thousand years later."
"I came to see you this time to take you to complete a special training that transcends time and space."