"Tch, my son Trunks definitely won't be weaker than your son in the future. Saiyan blood runs through his veins!"
Vegeta's words carried a hint of refusal to concede. After all, even if the father admitted defeat, he couldn't let his son lose, could he?
But when he thought of Son Gohan, Vegeta raised a brow and asked, "Kakarot, just how strong is your son Son Gohan now?"
Upon hearing that question, Son Goku's expression turned serious. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Honestly, I don't know how strong he is now either. But I have a feeling that neither you nor I are a match for him right now."
Vegeta was immediately moved by those words. After all, his current level had already reached the peak of the second stage of Super Saiyan 1.
He had also tried that distorted power form. In the original story, Vegeta had been the first Saiyan to explore the third stage, but his extensive combat experience had made him immediately realize the form's enormous flaws, so he had abandoned it outright.
Only Trunks, with his simple-minded nature and lack of combat experience, would delve deeply into researching it.
Son Goku definitely knew how strong Vegeta was now, and what he meant was obvious: even at Vegeta's current strength, he still wasn't Son Gohan's match.
"Are you sure?" Vegeta asked gravely.
"Yes, I'm sure," Son Goku answered without hesitation.
"Good. Once we're out, I'll fight your son. To be honest, I've never fought him before, and I'm really looking forward to seeing just how strong he is. But for now, my top priority is still to kill that bastard Cell!" Vegeta clenched his fist and said fiercely.
"Just keep that drive. Come on, let's go in and train." After saying that, Son Goku