Bardock chanted this name silently, his brows knitted together tightly.
He had never heard of this title.
The history of Planet Vegeta and Saiyan has always been rough, full of straightforward blood and violence.
The strong live, the weak die, this is the only survival Laws.
Those who can leave their names in this race are either high-ranking royals or complete lunatics on the battlefield.
As for the older legends, no one cares about them at all.
Saiyan never likes to read, let alone study any historical documents.
King Vegeta Most of the records in the palace are just confusing ledgers made up by the royal family to brag about their bloodline.
However, when this name came out of Krillin's mouth, Bardock felt an inexplicable agitation in the blood in his body.
At first, the feeling was mild.
He thought it was the residual reaction left after Krillin treated his injury just now.
But soon, this strange feeling quickly spread along the chest to the limbs.
There was a numbness deep in the bones, as if something that had been sleeping for a long time was being awakened.
Bardock lowered his head and looked at his hands.
The palm is very clean and the joints are intact.
Krillin's healed body showed no pain and not even a trace of scar was left.
The strange reaction in the body has nothing to do with pain, it is entirely the resonance deep in the blood.
He raised his eyes and looked sharply at Krillin. "Who is the Yamoshi you are talking about?"
Krillin stood in the center of the scorched earth, looked around at everyone, and slowly said, "Yamoshi is the source of Saiyan Divine Sequence."
Goku scratched his head on the side, his face full of curiosity.
"Divine Sequence? It sounds like it's very powerful. Krillin, what realm is that?"
Vegeta folded his arms in front of his chest, his face instantly darkened.
He hates this word very much.
Saiyan and God, these two words put together, made him feel uncomfortable all over.
In Vegeta's understanding, Saiyan's power should flow in the boiling blood, condense in the fists thrown out, and erupt in the anger of having to get up even after the bones are broken.
God?
This word sounds too weak and too formal.
Vegeta What I hate the most are rules.
He snorted coldly, tilted his head to one side, and muttered in a disdainful tone to express his resistance.
Krillin ignored Vegeta's complaint and continued to speak to Bardock.
"The path Yamoshi took is completely different from the awakening you just had, Bardock."
"You just relied on anger to break through, and you took the most primitive and wild route of Saiyan."
"This method is direct, fierce and effective. As long as the emotion reaches the critical point, the power will increase exponentially."
Krillin paused for a moment, his eyes becoming deep.
"Saiyan God is just the opposite."
"It requires restraining the violent anger and completely collecting all the energy into the deepest part of the body, so that not a drop of it leaks out."
"It needs to first change its own Life Level to adapt its body to the higher-dimensional Laws, and then push Battle Power upward."
"This is a smoother, but also more difficult road."
Bardock found it difficult to listen. He was used to straightforward battles and was unfamiliar with such profound theories.
He said in a deep voice, "I don't like the word god. It sounds like those guys who only hide behind their backs and point fingers."
"But as long as it allows me to gain greater power, as long as it allows me to tear apart Frieza Clan's pride, I will learn."
Krillin nodded in approval.
"Divine Realm is a key that allows you to break your current limits. It allows you to see a completely different scenery."
Vegeta still has a cold face.
He did not surrender to the word God, but he knew very well,
If Krillin hadn't pushed everything to a higher level back then, Saiyan's road might have stalled between Super Saiyan 3 and Super Saiyan 4.
Now Kakarot has reached the level of Super Saiyan 5, and he has personally experienced that kind of terrifying pressure just now.
No matter how arrogant he Vegeta is, he cannot deny the great value of the other path.
Just asking him to admit it personally would be even harder than climbing to heaven.
Saiyan Prince's mouth has always been harder than bones.
Bardock looked at his hands again, feeling the restlessness in his body that had not yet subsided.
"You said I'm suitable for this path, why? I'm just a Low-Class Warrior, and I got where I am today through hard work."
Krillin looked at him with a determined tone.
"Your combat intuition is very strong, and your reaction speed, honed on the edge of life and death, is far beyond that of ordinary people."
"But more importantly, you have the ability to predict."
Bardock's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his face changed suddenly.
Goku was stunned and looked at his father in surprise.
"Father, can you predict? This is amazing!"
Bardock had a sullen face and said nothing.
He didn't want to mention that ability.
Back then, when he was attacking Planet Kanassa, he was hit in the back of the head by that Planet Kanassa person before he died.
From then on, images of the future began to appear in his mind uncontrollably.
Those images haunted him like a nightmare.
Planet Vegeta was torn apart in a huge explosion and turned into dust in the universe;
Frieza sat in his disc spaceship, looking at the destroyed planet and letting out a harsh laugh;
Kakarot grew up slowly on a strange planet;
And the warrior with golden hair stood on the devastated land, facing Frieza angrily.
Those images were intermittent and irregular, and gave him a splitting headache every time they appeared.
That's not a gift at all, it's completely a vicious curse imposed by Planet Kanassa person before he died.
Bardock stared at Krillin, his eyes full of caution.
"You even know this?"
Krillin met his gaze with a calm expression.
"I know a lot more than you think."
Krillin changed to a more rigorous statement.
"You can see the future in desperate situations. This ability is completely different from that of ordinary soldiers."
"It represents the extremely special nature of your soul."
"To put it simply, your combat intuition is not only used to judge the trajectory of the enemy's next punch, it can also capture the afterimage of the future in the long river of time in extreme situations."
"This kind of spiritual talent is the most needed trait to step into the Divine Realm."
Bardock was silent.
He was thinking about another thing.
Krillin acted too proactively.
Not only did he cure his fatal injuries, but also informed him of the future direction of history.
Patiently explain the other evolution path of Saiyan, and what Super Space-Time Training will you take him to participate in now.
Bardock has been on the battlefield for so many years, and has never been used to taking advantage of others for nothing.
He knows very well that in a cruel universe, things given away for free often come with a high price.
He took a step forward, closing the distance with Krillin, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Why are you helping me?"
Goku was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect his father to ask this question suddenly.
Gohan also pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at Krillin curiously.
Vegeta remained silent, but his ears perked up.
He also wanted to know the answer to this question very much.
Bardock stared at Krillin closely, his tone was low and serious.
"You are not Saiyan."
"Your power is more outrageous than all the people here combined. There is no need for you to care about Low-Class Warrior who was dragged into the past."
"What is your purpose?"
Krillin smiled.
"The reason is actually very simple."
He raised his hand and pointed at Goku standing aside.
"Goku needs to see you. This is a gift from me as a friend."
Goku's expression froze instantly.
He is always careless and doesn't care about anything.
But after saying these words, he became unusually quiet.
He looked at Krillin, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
I could only hold back one sentence in the end.
"Krillin, thank you."
Bardock turned to look at Goku.
This son is ridiculously strong. The power he just showed made him tremble, but his mind is so clean that it gives people a headache.
The baby who was stuffed into the spaceship and sent away actually grew into this pure appearance in a remote place like the earth.
Krillin took back his hand and looked at Bardock.
"Besides this, there is another reason."
Bardock asked, "What's the reason?"
Krillin put away his joking tone and his eyes became extremely sharp.
"You need a chance for true revenge."
Revenge.
As soon as these two words landed on the ground, the airflow around Bardock instantly became fierce.
His anger had not completely exploded, but it had already caused the surrounding gravel to begin to roll uneasily.
In my mind, the dazzling red light when Planet Vegeta was destroyed appeared again.
Gine's gentle but endlessly sad face;
Raditz always had an impatient and stubborn expression when he was young;
Kakarot, who had just been stuffed into the spaceship and was still crying loudly;
There is also Frieza, which coldly raises its finger in the universe, and Death Ball, which destroys everything like a miniature sun.
Everything turned into unquenchable anger.
Bardock's teeth were clenched, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails almost dug into his flesh.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Krillin.
"Revenge?"
Krillin nodded affirmatively. "Yes."
Bardock's voice was full of murderous intent.
"Who is the enemy?"