The two suns in the distance slowly set in the west, and the sky of Planet Vampa was filled with turbid orange light.
This desolate planet is subject to strong winds carrying sand and gravel all year round.
At this moment, the wasteland turned into a dark golden ocean under the reflection of this light and shadow.
The wind blew through the cracked soil, picking up a pungent Sulfur smell that made people's throats dry.
Broly is sitting on a large rock with a rough surface. His broad shoulders are slightly stooped, like a silent hill.
On his lap was a freshly roasted leg of a giant insect, and he was biting into the insect meat.
While chewing, he raised his head from time to time and peeked at Goku and Gohan with his pure black eyes.
This was the first time he saw anyone of his own race other than his father.
He was full of curiosity about these strangers who exuded a friendly atmosphere.
Paragus squatted next to the wreckage of the spacecraft.
He was hurriedly packing up the few belongings he had.
An old metal kettle, a few pieces of clothing roughly sewn from animal skins, and a badly worn stone knife.
These are all they rely on to survive on this Desolate Planet for decades.
Paragus's hands were shaking a little, and Krillin's understatement just now still made him feel frightened.
Bardock sat on the gravel on the other side, his eyes always fixed on Broly.
With many years of experience fighting on the verge of life and death, he is accustomed to evaluating a warrior's potential through the ratio of muscle to frame.
Broly's body structure is completely different from ordinary people.
The muscle density is far higher than that of Saiyan of the same size. The bones are thick, the joints are thick, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder when breathing.
This is a perfect body that was born to fight.
Krillin walked to Gohan and his eyes also fell on Broly.
"Gohan, wait for you to have a fight with Broly."
Gohan is squatting on the ground studying a rock with huge claw marks.
Hearing this, he raised his head in confusion.
"Fight him?"
"Hmm."
Gohan turned around and glanced at Broly who was chewing on the insect's leg.
Broly's face is covered with oil stains and dust, and his eyes reveal a purity that has not been contaminated by the world. He looks like a child who has not been deeply involved in the world.
"Uncle Krillin, he doesn't seem to want to fight."
"He has been suppressed."
Krillin spoke calmly and looked deeply.
"Every burst of power would bring about an electric shock from the collar and a reprimand from my father."
"Over time, he associated becoming stronger with pain."
"He is afraid of his own power, and even more afraid of punishment."
Krillin paused and continued.
"But the power in his body is expanding, like a volcano about to erupt. The more suppressed it is, the more dangerous it will be when it gets out of control."
"He needs an opponent to guide him to learn to release his power and learn to control himself."
Gohan stood up and dusted off his hands.
"Why don't you let dad go?"
"Goku's Super Saiyan 5 is too strong and is already in the realm of gods."
Krillin looked at Goku who was eager to try not far away and chuckled.
"Broly cannot feel the joy of reciprocal confrontation, and being beaten unilaterally cannot serve as a guide."
"Your Beast Super Saiyan 4 is just in a suitable range, and the pressure can be gradually increased as it grows."
Krillin looked into Gohan's eyes, with trust in them.
"You two are similar in some ways. You both have huge potential, but you are also afraid of losing control and hurting the people around you."
Gohan recalled himself when he fought against Golden Cell.
The moment Super Saiyan 3 woke up, his anger almost swallowed up all his reason. The urge to destroy everything is still fresh in his memory.
Beast Super Saiyan 4 is also accompanied by a violent desire for destruction.
He relied on the powerful Mental Power and years of martial arts training to forcibly suppress that impulse and achieve the current balance.
Broly is facing a similar problem now.
"Okay."
Gohan patted the dust on his trouser legs and his eyes became firm.
"I'll go tell him."
Krillin Call him.
"Gohan."
"Huh?"
"Don't hold back, otherwise, you are likely to be defeated by him."
Gohan nodded and walked towards Broly.
"Broly, are you willing to have a fight with me?"
Broly put down half of the bone in his hand and looked at Gohan with his head tilted, his eyes full of confusion.
"Fight?"
"Yes, it's just a fight."
Gohan spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was discussing with a friend.
"Don't worry, you can fight however you want."
Broly instinctively turned his head to look at Paragus.
Over the years, all his actions have required his father's permission, otherwise he will be severely punished.
Paragus just opened his mouth, ready to speak in a habitual command tone.
Krillin glanced over.
The invisible pressure made Paragus immediately shut his mouth tightly, swallowed the words back into his stomach, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Broly After waiting for a long time, he found that his father did not stop him for the first time.
He stood up slowly, his tall body like a wall, casting a huge shadow.
"I'm not good at fighting." He said in a jerky voice.
"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you."
The two walked to the open area in the middle of the wasteland.
Goku jumped up directly.
He found a higher rock and sat down, staring expectantly at the field, fearing that he would miss any detail.
Vegeta is still leaning against the rock wall, but his eyes have been fully opened, with sharp light shining in his golden eyes, locked tightly on Broly.
Bardock walked next to Krillin and stared at the field.
He also wanted to see how capable this legendary Saiyan was.
Gohan stood opposite Broly, twenty meters apart.
Gohan maintained his normal state, his breath was stable, and his whole figure was like a bottomless lake.
"Broly, you take action first."
Broly Clenched his fists, the thick arm muscles bulged instantly, and the veins stood out under the skin like small snakes.
He exerted force violently, crushing the rocks under his feet, and his whole body exploded out.
Extremely fast.
The speed of Broly under normal conditions has surpassed the ordinary Super Saiyan 1 level.
A heavy punch hit him head on.
The punching style was rough and the angle was straightforward. He was swinging completely based on instinct, without any skills at all.
Gohan ducked sideways.
Taking advantage of the situation, he moved Broly's wrist with the back of his hand, and used a few moves to direct the arrogant force to one side.
Broly's punch missed and hit the ground hard.
A large crater ten meters in diameter instantly exploded on the ground.
Large pieces of gravel flew around, hitting the rock wall in the distance with a crisp crashing sound.
Broly pulled his fist out of the pit.
He looked back at Gohan with confusion on his face.
He didn't understand why he hit the ground despite clearly aiming.
In the past, when Planet Vampa hunted, no prey could escape his fist.
Gohan waved with an encouraging smile on his face.
"Come again."
Broly rushed forward again. The speed was faster than before, bringing up a gust of wind.
Three punches in a row, each blow going straight, with a whistling sound of tearing the air.
Gohan Use the smallest amplitude to dodge.
His movements were precise to the last detail, moving freely through the shadow of Broly's fist, like a leaf flying in the strong wind, light and calm.
Broly punched more than a dozen times without even touching the corner of Gohan's clothes.
He stopped, gasping for air, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Gohan looked at him and took two steps forward.
"When you punch, all the power in your body is dispersed."
"The strength of the shoulders, waist and legs are not coordinated, and the muscles of the arms are solely used to exert force."
Broly looked down at his hands, as if digesting Gohan's words.
"Here, try again, this time I won't hide."