Two-Year-Old Prince Unleashes Gas Bombs on Training Ground, Knocked Out by My 11,000 Combat Power

"Hahahahaha!"

Gou Kong's wild laughter echoed through the training ground, shaking loose flakes from the alloy panels overhead.

The waves of energy around him had yet to fully settle. He looked at the tiny figure swaying across from him, still refusing to fall, and the excitement in his eyes grew even stronger.

Little Vegeta really was tough!

That whip kick just now had struck him in the abdomen. If it had been an ordinary Saiyan, he would have long since passed out completely, yet this little prince had only grunted and forced himself through the dizziness. Now he was trembling back to his feet again.

"Ugh—!"

A low growl rose from deep in Vegeta's throat. It no longer sounded like a child's young voice, but more like an enraged young beast.

His feet slammed against the ground, and with a Saiyan's natural explosive power, he turned into a blurred afterimage and charged at Gou Kong again!

That small fist clenched tight, his knuckles white, carrying a ruthless drive that would not stop until one of them was dead.

Gou Kong's gaze sharpened. This brat's battle instincts really were terrifying. Even after such serious injuries, his movements were still fierce.

He sidestepped in a flash, avoiding Vegeta's straight punch by a hair. The wind from the fist brushed past his cheek, bringing a searing sting with it.

"Hmph, a dying struggle!"

Gou Kong snorted coldly and was just about to counter with a grab when he saw Vegeta forcibly twist his body in midair. Borrowing the momentum of the spin, his other hand had already gathered a glaring mass of purple energy!

"What?"

Gou Kong's pupils contracted sharply.

This little brat had actually learned energy attacks in the middle of battle?

And his timing was so tricky, right at the instant when Gou Kong's old strength was spent and his new strength had yet to rise!

Bang!

The purple energy bullet shot out like a cannon shell, tearing through the air with a shrill explosive sound as it flew straight for Gou Kong's face!

Gou Kong did not dare grow careless. His battle power of 11,000 erupted at full force in an instant, and he crossed both arms in front of him.

Boom—!

The energy bullet slammed solidly into Gou Kong's forearms. The terrifying impact instantly cracked the alloy floor beneath his feet, spiderweb-like fissures spreading in every direction.

The massive recoil sent him sliding backward out of control, his feet plowing two deep furrows through the ground.

"Whew..."

Gou Kong exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling a wave of numbness through both arms.

Good grief, this kid's energy bullet was actually that powerful?

Though it was nowhere near his level, for a two-year-old child, it was absolutely world-destroying!

The instant he was still absorbing the force of that impact, Vegeta's figure had already chased after him!

A trace of vicious, triumphant smile hung on the little guy's face. Taking advantage of the moment Gou Kong's vision was blocked by the energy bullet, his other hand once again gathered an even denser mass of purple energy, blasting it at Gou Kong's chest from close range!

"Petty trick!"

A hint of disdain flashed through Gou Kong's eyes. Power surged from his waist and abdomen, forcibly stopping his retreat, and his crossed arms suddenly split to both sides, knocking the incoming energy bullet away!

Whoosh—!

The purple beam was swept aside, its trajectory twisting as it smashed hard into the alloy wall on one side of the training ground.

Rumble—!

Blinding explosive light instantly swallowed half the training ground, and the piercing roar was deafening.

High heat and waves of energy swept outward. Even Nappa, standing far away, was blown back again and again, the Scouter in his hand nearly flying from his grip.

When the light faded, a huge charred hole had appeared in the wall, the alloy around its edge still dripping streams of molten metal.

As for Vegeta, because his repeated bursts had exhausted him too greatly, and because of the recoil from his attack being deflected just now, he was now staggering backward, his small face deathly pale, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Gou Kong seized that fleeting opportunity. His figure appeared before Vegeta like a ghost, and he punched out!

He still held back with this punch, but its speed and power far surpassed before.

Before the fist even arrived, the terrifying pressure of the blow had already made the air around Vegeta erupt in overwhelmed blasts.

Vegeta's pupils shrank. He wanted to block, but found his whole body sore and weak, unable to summon even a trace of strength.

All he could do was watch helplessly as that huge fist enlarged before his eyes...

Thud!

The punch landed squarely in his abdomen!

"Cough—!"

Vegeta's eyes instantly bulged round, as if they might pop out at any moment.

The intense pain made his mouth gape wide, but he could not make any sound. He could only gasp heavily like a fish out of water.

He instinctively clutched his abdomen, swaying as he tried to steady himself, but that terrifying impact had already seeped through his entire body, breaking down all his will to resist.

Two steps. After only two steps, Vegeta could no longer hold on. His eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward, completely unconscious amid the ruins of the training ground.

Watching this scene, the boiling aura around Gou Kong slowly drew back. He raised a hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead and let out a long breath.

"Phew... This little guy really is a lunatic."

Gou Kong thought to himself.

Though the gap in their battle power was enormous, Vegeta's refusal to give in, that willingness to fight with his life on the line, truly lived up to the title of Saiyan prince.

If that string of attacks just now had been aimed at an ordinary elite warrior, they probably would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Even he had needed to take it a little seriously when facing that unreasonable barrage of Ki blasts.

"Whoa! Your Highness!"

Only then did Nappa snap back to his senses as if waking from a dream. He cried out in alarm and scrambled over, rolling and crawling, then scooped up the unconscious Vegeta, his face full of panic and lingering fear.

"Brother Gou Kong! Weren't you a little too ruthless?! That's His Highness!" Nappa checked Vegeta's condition while shouting in heartache. "Even if it's training, isn't this too much for a two-year-old kid?"

Gou Kong gave a scoff, walked to Nappa's side, and lowered his head to glance at the sleeping Vegeta.

Even after losing consciousness, the little guy's brows were still tightly furrowed, and undried blood still hung at the corner of his mouth. He looked utterly battered.

"Since you entrusted him to me, you should have expected this result," Gou Kong said flatly. "Besides, do you think I was using my full strength just now? If I'd really gone for the kill, there wouldn't even be dust left of this training field."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Nappa, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Besides, didn't you notice? If I hadn't pulled back in time just now, this kid would already be off meeting King Yama. The fact that he withstood that punch from me already makes him a genius among geniuses."

Nappa was left stunned by his words. He scratched the back of his head and muttered, "I mean, that's true, but it was still way too scary. Right, Brother Gou Kong, that battle power of yours just now... 11,000? My heavens, your rate of improvement is terrifying! If King Vegeta finds out..."

"Shh."

Gou Kong raised a finger and cut him off, his eyes turning sharp. "Let this matter rot in your stomach. I'll handle King Vegeta myself. All you need to do is keep your mouth shut and not run around blabbing."

Nappa was startled by the chill in Gou Kong's eyes and hurriedly nodded like he was pounding garlic. "Understood, understood! I, Nappa, might not be the sharpest, but I still understand that much! Don't worry, Brother Gou Kong, I absolutely won't talk nonsense!"

"You'd better not." Gou Kong withdrew his gaze and turned toward the training field's control panel. "Saiyan society is survival of the fittest. My battle power surpassing King Vegeta's isn't necessarily a good thing for him. If he gets murderous or sees me as a threat, that'll be a huge problem. I have no intention of fighting for the throne. I just want to quietly grow stronger, and when that bastard Frieza comes, blow him apart with one punch."

He pressed a few buttons and activated the monitoring of Vegeta's vital signs.

The data jumping across the screen showed that although Vegeta's injuries were not light, his life was not in danger. He only needed to lie in a Medical Pod for a while and he would recover.

"Then... then Brother Gou Kong, what do we do next?" Nappa asked cautiously while holding Vegeta.

"What else? Send him to a Medical Pod." Gou Kong waved a hand. "Helping the prince train is your duty. Handle the rest yourself from now on. But remember, this kid's injured, so he has to use the best Medical Pod."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll remember!" Nappa hurriedly agreed.

Gou Kong walked to the door and pressed the button to open it. Then he looked back at Nappa, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a wicked smile. "Oh, right. When this kid wakes up, tell him that if he wants another beating next time, he can come find me anytime. But next time, I won't hold back again. Also..."

He paused, then added, "Next time we drink, it's on me. Consider it this teacher treating his student."

After saying that, Gou Kong did not linger. He strode out of the training field, leaving Nappa standing there alone, dumbstruck.

After walking out of the Training Center, the air outside felt much fresher.

Gou Kong stretched hugely, feeling the power filling his body, and his mood was incomparably comfortable.

"Hahaha! It's been a long time since I felt this good!"

He raised his head and looked at the gray, hazy sky of Planet Vegeta, a wild light flashing in his eyes.

"Vegeta, oh Vegeta, you little prince really are kind of interesting. But if you want to catch up to me, you're still far from it! When you grow up, we'll have some real fun!"

Thinking of the unwilling expression Vegeta would have when he woke up next time, the smile on Gou Kong's face grew even wider.

This dull Saiyan life had finally become interesting because of this little brat's arrival.