The sea breeze carries a fishy and salty smell, carrying fine sand and slapping against the pink exterior wall of Kame House.
The originally peaceful island now felt as if the air had solidified and was so heavy that it was suffocating.
Krillin fell down on the beach chair, clutching his chest, his face as pale as paper, and his heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows.
"I can't do it anymore... that punch just now... exhausted all my energy... ahem..."
The weak look on his face that "the body has been hollowed out" makes the first person who hears it sad and the one who sees it sheds tears.
If you don't look at his hand that is as steady as a rock, holding the tea cup and even holding the little finger slightly, this is definitely an Oscar-level performance.
"Dad,"
Trunks squatted next to him, holding a bag of potato chips that came out of the house, chewing them and making vague remarks.
"You are pretending, but I just saw you secretly refilling the tea cup."
"Shh..."
Krillin glared at his son, then took out a lollipop from the system space and stuffed it into Trunks's mouth.
"What do children know? This is an adult's tactic. Eat your snacks quietly. This is a unique front-row VIP seat to watch the game."
Trunks shut up obediently, and the father and son were on the edge of the battlefield filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, creating an incongruous feeling like a seaside vacation.
In the center of the battlefield, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
"Hmph, since that bald man is a loser who can only punch one, I'll start with you two."
Raditz moved his neck and made a crisp sound like exploding beans.
Although the armor on his body was shattered and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, the violent aura belonging to Saiyan grew stronger with the pain, like a ferocious beast awakening.
Goku and Piccolo looked at each other, and their old enemies for many years reached a helpless consensus at this moment - single combat would definitely lead to death, and the only option was to join forces.
"Piccolo, it seems there is no other way, take off the weight!" Goku said in a deep voice.
"Tch, you don't need to order me."
Piccolo snorted coldly, but still reached out and untied the white cloak and heavy headscarf that weighed dozens of kilograms.
Goku also quickly took off the special overweight vest, Wrist Guards and boots.
Boom! Boom!
The heavy equipment hit the beach, making a loud sound like a heavy object falling to the ground. The ground trembled and a cloud of sand and dust was stirred up.
Raditz's originally joking expression stiffened, and he subconsciously pressed the button on the cracked and still smoking Scouter.
"Didi didi..."
The numbers on the lens began to beat crazily.
"Battle Power 322... No, it's still rising! 408... 416!"
Raditz frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Can Battle Power be boosted by just taking off clothes? This is a low-level trick... No, it's a real energy boost."
Krillin is sitting in the distance, the AR Data Vision in front of you is automatically turned on, and the light blue data stream is refreshed on the retina:
[Target: Goku]
[Race: Saiyan(Low-Class Warrior)]
[Current Battle Power:416]
[Status: Fighting spirit is high, but body functions have not yet been fully developed]
[Target: Piccolo]
[Race: Namekian (combat type)]
[Current Battle Power:408]
[Status: suppressed anger, ready to fight at any time]
[Target: Raditz]
[Race: Saiyan (Elite Warrior)]
[Current Battle Power:1500]
[Status: Slightly injured, angry, underestimating the enemy]
"400 versus 1,500, the gap is nearly twice as big..."
Krillin sighed secretly in his heart. This is not a gap that can be bridged with blood, this is Dragon Balls's desperate numerical suppression in the early stage.
"Go! Piccolo!"
Goku shouted loudly, and the sand under his feet exploded instantly, and the whole person rushed towards Raditz like an arrow from a string.
Without the restraint of carrying weight, his speed was so fast that he left a string of afterimages in the air.
Piccolo followed closely behind, Namekian's unique flexible limbs made him like a predatory snake, outflanking him from extremely tricky flanks.
"Too slow! Like a turtle!"
Raditz stood there, not even taking a defensive posture, with a cruel smile on his lips.
Facing the heavy punch from Goku, he just turned slightly sideways and drew out his thick brown tail like a whip.
Snap!
There was a crisp sound, and Goku was hit on the side. His whole body spun like a top, flew out, and hit hard into the sea.
At the same time, Piccolo's hand knife struck the back of Raditz's neck with a fierce sound of wind.
Raditz didn't even look back, and struck out with a backhand elbow, as if it had been rehearsed countless times, hitting Piccolo hard on the lower abdomen.
"Pfft..."
Piccolo's green face instantly turned purple, stomach acid mixed with bitter water spurted out, and his eyes nearly bulged out.
The gap is too big.
Even if the weight is taken off, even if the two of them join forces, in front of 1500 Battle Power's Raditz,
It's still like two babies who have just learned to walk challenging a heavily armed special forces soldier.
"Is this the strongest on Earth?"
Raditz smiled ferociously, grabbing the tentacles of Piccolo and the ankles of Goku who had just emerged from the water with both hands, and slammed the two together like throwing sacks.
Boom!
The two men groaned, and their bones were about to fall apart. Raditz casually threw the two people into the air, with the palms of both hands facing upwards, and the pink energy light balls gathered instantly.