Bullying a Five-Year-Old Is Pretty Fulfilling, Isn't It?

"Uh... fun." Broly grinned and looked up at Reiz, with a hint of unfulfilled interest on his face, "How to recover?"

Reiz said nothing, and pointed to Dyspo over there with his chin.

"Understood!" Broly understood immediately. He pointed at Dyspo and asked confidently, "How to make him recover?"

"Hmph, you're dreaming about trying to make him recover!" Dyspo snorted coldly, folded his hands on his chest, and raised his chin high.

Broly stopped talking nonsense and just stuffed the smaller Vegeta into his trouser pocket.

Then he turned around, took the Energy Gun seized from Kahseral, and pointed it at Kahseral, who was lying on the ground and fainted.

He glanced at the gun in his hand, then at Dyspo, with a smirk on his lips.

Then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Whoops!"

A spiral flame shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and the silver-white light flew forward in a rotating direction, shooting towards Kahseral at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever the flame passed, it left a spiral trajectory in the air, which was particularly eye-catching under the green sky.

However, Dyspo is faster.

"Whoosh!"

I saw Dyspo flashing, and the figure disappeared on the spot.

In just an instant, he appeared next to Kahseral, so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage clearly.

He bent down and pulled Kahseral up from the ground. With one movement, he threw it into Flying Saucer at an extremely fast speed.

Kahseral's body drew an arc in the air and accurately fell into the open door of Flying Saucer, making a muffled "dong" sound.

Dyspo clapped his hands, turned around, and then looked at Broly with a smile.

Broly immediately opened his eyes wide, looked at Dyspo in surprise, and opened his mouth slightly. He

He still held the gun in his hand, and there was still a faint smoke coming from the muzzle, but the target was gone.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant! It seems that I have to fix you myself!" Dyspo crossed his arms and smiled coldly, his long ears slightly raised, and his purple face showed a bit of majesty.

Broly was not afraid at all. He threw the gun in his hand to the ground, and powerful energy burst out from his body.

Golden flames spurted out from his body, rising crazily around him. The dark blue plants under his feet were blown to the sides, and a layer of soil was lifted up.

The vast aura is centered on Broly and spreads crazily around.

The breath was like substance, making the surrounding air a little heavier.

Huge ripples appeared on the lake, and the birds in the distance were frightened and fled in all directions.

The light of the three suns was slightly distorted in the breath.

"Such a powerful energy, no wonder Kahseral is no match for you!" Dyspo squinted his eyes and looked a little more solemn.

His ears were slightly drawn back, and his body tensed unconsciously. Most of the contempt he had just now had disappeared.

"When did such a powerful person appear in the universe?" Cocotte muttered in a low voice, feeling a little surprised.

Her brows frowned slightly, her red hair fluttered back in the air waves, and her blue eyes were full of vigilance.

"Boy, it's time to start!" Dyspo snorted coldly, and assumed a fighting posture, with his feet spread apart, his body squatting slightly, and his hands spread out in front of him, like a beast ready to pounce.

Broly stopped talking nonsense, kicked his feet, turned into a golden stream of light, and rushed towards the direction of Dyspo at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was astonishingly fast, and the afterimage pulled out a long strip of light behind him.

At the same time, Broly's little hand directly grabbed Dyspo's forehead, trying to hold his head down and rub it on the ground.

But Dyspo is faster.

"Whoosh!"

It was just a flicker, and Dyspo disappeared on the spot.

Broly jumped into the air at that time, grabbed a handful in the air with both hands, and caught nothing.

He looked back and forth, looking around for Dyspo, his head turning left and right, his eyes full of confusion.

"In the back, idiot!" Dyspo smiled contemptuously and appeared behind Broly.

His voice came from behind Broly, with a hint of joking.

"Bang!"

Dyspo kicked him over and hit Broly in the butt.

This kick was so powerful that Broly jumped forward, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

His face was buried in the dark blue plants, splashing with mud and broken leaves, making him look miserable.

"How about it?" Dyspo smiled contemptuously, patted the dust on his feet, folded his arms, and looked condescendingly at Broly lying on the ground, "You are no match for me!"

Broly jumped up from the ground, bared his teeth, and his eyes were full of anger.

"You still don't accept it, right? Today I will beat you until you do!" Dyspo snorted coldly, with a confident smile on his lips.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The next moment, Dyspo rushed towards Broly at an extremely fast speed, turned into streaks of light and shadow, and kept punching and kicking Broly's body.

His speed is astonishing, and each attack comes from a different angle, like a storm, making it difficult to guard against.

Every time Dyspo takes action, before Broly can react, the figure disappears on the spot.

Like a ghost, it comes and goes without a trace.

By the time Broly punched back Dyspo, Dyspo had already appeared in another direction from Broly.

Laughter came from all directions and echoed in the air.

I saw Broly punching and kicking on the spot, and every attack missed. Dyspo's clothes were not even touched.

Dyspo, on the other hand, beat Broly until it kept spinning in circles.

His fists and soles came from all directions, landing on Broly's face, body, and back. Central City made a dull sound with each blow.

In less than a minute, Broly's face was covered in bruises, his mouth was bloodshot, his eyes were a little blue, and he looked miserable.

But his eyes were still stubborn and his teeth were chattering.

"Whoosh!"

Dyspo flickered again and disappeared in place, appearing next to Cocotte.

He crossed his arms and sneered contemptuously, his purple face was full of pride, and his long ears were trembling slightly.

"Hoo ho ho!"

Broly gasped for air, his chest heaved violently, and sweat slid down his face.

He was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly and kept grinding his teeth, making a crunching sound.

"In the face of absolute speed, even if you have powerful energy, it will not help!" Dyspo chuckled, his tone full of ridicule.

His fingers tapped lightly on his arm, his posture leisurely.

"Bullying a 5-year-old child feels very fulfilling, right?" Reiz was a little unhappy and stared at Dyspo coldly.

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, with a bit of chill.

"What? Do you want to stand up for him?" Dyspo smiled and looked at Reiz with squinted eyes, a bit of provocation in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.