Vegeta snorted. "Bardock, you're no good either. You have to be amazing like me. If you really can't handle it, give me your current position!"
Bardock laughed in exasperation. "Kid, if you like leading the Saiyans so much, why don't you go take Kasso's position? Kasso is the true leader of the Saiyans!"
Hearing that, Ausbie narrowed her eyes and looked at Vegeta.
Vegeta felt a chill run down his neck.
Killing intent!
He swallowed. "Tch, who likes leading the Saiyans? Only an idiot would become the Saiyan leader."
Ausbie said coldly, "Vegeta, when you die, I bet all that's left of you will be that mouth!"
"..."
Vegeta quickly shut up. He did not dare argue back, cowardly as a little kitten.
"Hahaha!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Duel Arena.
Half a minute had passed.
Under the roar of frenzied power, the Duel Arena's ground had long since been battered beyond recognition.
In the sky, Garis had sustained several injuries. Combined with his somewhat tattered battle suit, he looked rather disheveled.
"You damn brat, you've got some skills!"
Garis panted heavily.
That kid Raditz fought as if he did not care about his life. As long as he could injure Garis, he did not hesitate even if it meant getting hurt himself.
What a ruthless guy!
"But you still need more training!!"
Garis did not want to drag this out any longer. He had seen the strange expressions on the faces of those in the stands.
He did not need to think to know what they were thinking. Nothing more than, How is Raditz so powerful?!
Being held up by a junior for so long was truly a little humiliating!
Garis instantly turned into a streak of golden light and charged fiercely forward.
"Then bring it on!" Raditz gritted