"Ouch..."
Dyspo let out a scream and felt that his whole body was not well.
His ears were stretched so hard that he almost burst into tears from the pain, and his purple face was full of painful expressions.
The next moment, Dyspo was forcibly pulled out of the earth by Broly, bringing with it a piece of soil and broken leaves. The whole person looked like a radish that had been pulled out.
"Bang!"
Broly punched Dyspo in the stomach again.
"Pfft..."
Dyspo spit out a big mouthful of acidic water, his stomach was churning, and he felt like his internal organs were shifting.
Broly grabbed Dyspo's ears again, pulled his body, and beat him back and forth, left and right.
Dyspo let out painful wails one after another, and the sound echoed under the green sky of Namek, intertwined with the calls of distant water birds.
He was shocked in his heart.
At this moment, Dyspo clearly felt that the energy of this boy named Broly seemed to have increased again.
The force of his fist hitting Dyspo was more than twice as strong as before. Each blow carried destructive force, making Dyspo's bones groan.
What the hell is going on?
Dyspo can't figure it out, and has no chance to figure it out.
Broly continued to beat him, once, twice, three times...
Every time it landed, a piece of mud and gravel splashed up. Dyspo's body rolled in the mud, and his purple face was covered with mud and grass blades, making him extremely embarrassed.
Cocotte stood not far away, looking at this scene, his mouth opened, and his whole body was stunned.
Fortunately, Dyspo belongs to the type that is more resistant to beatings.
Broly dragged his body and beat him for five minutes, but he didn't even think of fainting.
Every time he was hit on the ground, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he let out a scream that was more horrifying than the last, but his consciousness was always clear and his eyes were still stubborn.
Broly's eyes were shining, his pupils were shining with excitement, and his mouth was grinning widely.
Can't you get knocked out by this?
This was the first time he encountered an opponent who was so resistant to beating. Instead of feeling irritated, he became even more excited.
So, Broly let go of Dyspo's ears, stood up, took two steps back, and the energy in his body exploded again.
Golden flames spurted out from his body, rising crazily around him. The dark blue plants under his feet were blown to the sides, a layer of soil was lifted up, and gravel rolled on the ground.
"Crack!"
Broly rushed forward again, so fast that it was like a golden lightning, and there was no time for the afterimage to be left behind.
As soon as he stepped forward, his rough little hands directly pressed Dyspo's forehead, and his five fingers were like iron pliers, holding tightly.
He pressed Dyspo's head to the ground, and then rubbed it hard.
The rough ground scraped across Dyspo's face, and the dirt and gravel were embedded into his skin. His purple skin was rubbed red and even bloodshot eyes oozed out.
Dyspo screamed like a slaughtering pig again, and the sound echoed under the green sky of Namek.
"He is really the type to resist being beaten." Reiz stood not far away with his hands in his pockets and kept sighing as he watched this scene.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a helpless smile, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
This kind of ability to withstand beatings is indeed rare.
Cocotte stood at the door of Flying Saucer's cabin, his red hair fluttering gently in the breeze, his lips trembling slightly, and his blue eyes full of fear. He watched Dyspo being pressed to the ground and rubbed by Broly. His whole body froze there, and even his breathing became cautious.
One minute later.
Broly picked up Dyspo's ears again, and the long purple ear was held in his hand like a rope.
He dragged Dyspo's body and beat him back and forth, left and right.
Dyspo's huge body was as light as nothing in Broly's hands. It was tossed around, and every time it hit the ground, a piece of soil and broken leaves were splashed, leaving a human-shaped pit.
After beating him for a while, Broly keenly noticed that he was not fainted yet, his purple eyes were still open, and there was still a bit of stubborn light in his pupils.
Broly felt that it was still not satisfying enough. He frowned slightly, curled his mouth, and then gave Dyspo a big kick.
"Bang!"
This kick hit Dyspo's abdomen with great force, making a loud and dull sound.
"Whoops--"
Dyspo's body quickly rolled several times in the air, its limbs flailing like a kicked ball, drawing a parabola under the green sky.
His screams came from the air, getting farther and farther and getting smaller and smaller.
Broly opened his mouth, and the cannon was concentrated in his mouth.
Golden light gathered in his mouth, getting brighter and brighter, illuminating his face with an excited smile.
The light is particularly eye-catching under the green sky, like the third sun.
"Boom!"
A powerful energy shot out from Broly's mouth, and the thick golden beam tore through the air, catching up with Dyspo rolling in the air at an extremely fast speed, and acting directly on him.
Golden light exploded, lighting up the entire sky.
Dyspo turned into a stream of smoke, and his body was pushed by the powerful impact and flew out swayingly.
He drew a long arc in the air, crossed the dark blue plants, crossed the sparkling lake, and landed in the lake thousands of meters away.
"Plop--"
Huge water splashes rise up and rush into the sky like a fountain, reflecting colorful rays of light under the golden sunlight.
Dyspo's body sank to the bottom of the lake, and huge ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, spreading around in circles and not subsided for a long time.
"Hey! It's so fun!" Broly clapped his hands, and the dirt and grass blades on his hands were knocked off and scattered in the wind.
He turned around and returned to Reiz happily, grinning at Reiz, with a satisfied expression on his face and bright eyes, like a child who had just had fun playing.
"Good job." Reiz praised, patted Broly's shoulder lightly, and showed an approving smile on his face.
Then, Reiz looked at Cocotte with a smile.
His eyes were calm and gentle, but Cocotte felt an invisible pressure, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.
Cocotte The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, her pretty face turned pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.
"You're next!" Reiz had a smile on his face.
Broly was even more eager to try, his fists clenched and his eyes flashing with excitement.
His body leaned forward slightly, like a small animal ready to pounce on food, ready to charge at any time.
"Um... I'm just a support person in this team, and I'm not good at fighting." Cocotte was a little flustered and waved his hand hurriedly.
"Assistant? What do you mean?" Broly turned to look at Reiz and asked in confusion, frowning slightly.
"It's the type that mainly heals teammates and is not good at fighting." Reiz explained simply.