The Wolf King Wants to Compete with the Saiyan in Eating

After Axis had polished off enough food for a dozen men, the tribe's soldiers finally wore expressions of sheer terror!

"K-King, he... he... he ate so much, w-won't something go wrong?"

The child had eaten such a massive amount; where on earth was he putting it in that tiny body? What exactly was inside his stomach?

"Haha, it's fine! Being able to eat is a good thing; I can eat quite a lot myself," Leman Russ said with a laugh.

What a fine little lad. He could eat even more than he himself could at that age. The more Leman Russ looked at the child with the long tail, the more adorable he found him.

On the other side, Axis wiped his mouth, finishing off a meal meant for over twenty people under the astonished gazes of all the Fenris warriors.

Having just arrived on this planet, he didn't dare eat too much; he had barely settled for being half-full.

At this moment, all the Fenris warriors stared at Axis in shock. This kid's appetite was even bigger than the current Wolf King's! Was there some mistake?

Could this kid really be the Wolf King's illegitimate son from abroad? They both seemed to have fallen from the sky, after all.

Axis offered the tall man before him a comfortable, post-meal smile. Eating this much, I didn't scare these guys, did I?

Seeing their ghost-struck expressions, they clearly hadn't heard rumors of the Saiyans. That was a good thing; after all, his race was notorious throughout the universe as war-crazed maniacs!

He wondered if this planet had any satellites. If there were large ones, he would have to be careful.

If he happened to see one at night, he might turn into a giant ape. As a low-class warrior, his bloodline meant he couldn't maintain his sanity in that form.

That would lead to some serious trouble.

"Hahaha! My little wolf cub, are you full?" Leman Russ approached Axis and asked with a gentle smile.

Though he couldn't understand what the man was saying, Axis nodded and patted his stomach, which hadn't changed in size at all.

I'm not full at all, damn it! I could eat this much again! But to avoid scaring you, I'll reluctantly stop here!

"Prepare a clean room for this lad, lay out the finest furs, and light the hearth so he can get a good night's sleep. Also, move the spacecraft he arrived in into my quarters; keep it with mine," Leman Russ said, standing up and nodding with satisfaction.

Over the next few months, the Wolf King Russ would hold young Axis in his arms, pointing at various things on the planet Fenris and teaching him the words:

Wolf, Cold, Food, Warrior!

These were the four words every child in the world of Fenris had to master as they grew up.

Leman Russ found that Axis was very much like him in every way: appetite, combat power, and the way he arrived.

But his brain didn't seem as agile as his own. Back in the day, it had only taken him a few days to perfectly master the human language.

Yet this kid had spent months and could still only barely hold a conversation with him, and not even very fluently at that.

Still, it didn't matter; the kid's intelligence was already much better than an average child's. Perhaps he would improve as he grew older.

When he had first entered human society, he was already ten years old, having lived with a wolf mother before that.

In the blink of an eye, Axis had been on this planet for a full year. His daily life was very routine: eat, learn the Fenris language, and sleep.

In this year, Axis's combat power had increased by 50 points, reaching 160. During a Saiyan's growth period, it was best not to engage in too much high-intensity training, so he only performed daily activities; even so, his combat power grew steadily.

A year passed, and Axis successfully learned the indigenous language of the planet.

He also learned that the guy who had adopted him was named Leman Russ, the king of this frozen, barren planet, known by the title of Wolf King.

However, the man didn't seem to know of the Galactic Emperor Frieza, nor his Evil Legion, nor anything about the Saiyans.

As expected, it was a backward planet! It must be located on the edge of the universe, with resources depleted to the extreme.

According to Saiyan standards, it didn't even have any value for invasion.

However, the environment here was quite suitable for his growth. Axis planned to stay here, at least until he reached his teens.

"Hahaha! My little wolf cub, I hunted a giant prey today—a massive Mammoth Giant Elephant! Want to have a contest to see who can eat more?" Leman Russ came up to Axis and asked.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me? When have you ever won?" Axis turned his head, rolled his eyes, and spoke.

You're really brave to compete with a Saiyan in eating. Even the Galactic Emperor Frieza wouldn't dare challenge a Saiyan in that regard.

"I've been starving for three days out there! I'll definitely win this time. If I win, you have to call me Father, how about that?" Leman Russ said.

Hearing this, Axis sighed. You must be related to Whitebeard! Why are you so obsessed with collecting sons everywhere?

And stop calling me your little wolf cub! We don't have any blood relation!

I wouldn't mind taking you as a master, but Leman Russ seemed determined to make me his little wolf cub, and Axis felt quite helpless about it.

Thus, the two engaged in a traditional Fenrisian contest.

On the planet Fenris, if two parties disagreed and one wanted the other to listen to them, but the other refused to comply, they could propose three trials:

A contest of eating, a contest of drinking, and a wrestling match.

As long as you could best the other in these three areas, the other party had to listen to you.

But facing a six-year-old child, Leman Russ clearly couldn't bring himself to challenge him to a drinking or wrestling match, so he had to settle for an eating contest.

As for the result of the eating contest? It went without saying; a Saiyan's stomach had never lost in that department.

Ever since Axis had fully mastered the language of this planet six months ago, the two had held an eating contest every few days.

The result was that the poor Wolf King, Leman Russ, had never won a single time. Being out-eaten by a six-year-old child was something Leman Russ took very much to heart.

"Hmph! Come on, you brat! I've already had them roast the meat; this time, I'll definitely make you call me Father," Leman Russ declared.

"Bring it on, then!" Axis said, clapping his hands. If you're looking to get beaten up, I'll be happy to oblige.

Once my combat power gets a bit higher, I'll use you as a punching bag for practice.

Soon, a massive mammoth had been roasted and served before the two of them.