Raditz's words were arrogant—arrogant beyond imagination.
Even Dodoria froze, startled by Raditz's wild declaration.
"Raditz? You think you can say something like that?" Dodoria raised his brows, feeling deeply insulted. What level was Raditz? A mere fifteen hundred Battle Power, nothing more than a low-ranking soldier under Frieza. Dodoria could knock him down with a single punch!
"Hmph, Dodoria, if you're not convinced, feel free to try. You can pick anyone here. Which one of them can you defeat?"
Still brimming with confidence, Raditz spread his hands in an indifferent gesture. It made Zarbon secretly suspicious, and he did not dare act rashly. Dodoria, however, was far more hot-tempered. How could he endure such provocation? He immediately pointed at Raditz and shouted.
"Hah... This is too much. You! Take one attack from me!"
Enraged, Dodoria looked ready to burst with fury, his expression utterly dreadful. Despite his chubby body, he was remarkably agile. He moved at high speed and charged at Raditz. He was certain one punch would flatten Raditz, so he had not bothered to defend himself at all.
But the moment he threw his punch, Raditz smiled faintly and extended a finger.
"Smack!"
A light sound rang out. One of Raditz's fingers stopped Dodoria's powerful fist, preventing it from moving forward even an inch. Dodoria felt as though he had struck an iron wall. No matter what he did, he could not break through it. Even using all his strength was pointless.
Holding his breath and gritting his teeth, Dodoria's body began to tremble.
Raditz was pushing forward with that finger. That single finger forced Dodoria's fist back, and his feet slid backward, his heels plowing up thick layers of dirt behind him.
"Yah... ah..."
Dodoria's constipated-sounding roars could be heard the entire time.
Suddenly, Raditz withdrew his