Raditz at Seven Years Old Trained by Me to 1600 Power Level, in the Original Work He Was a Scum of Power Level Five

Inside the training field, waves of air churned and fierce winds howled.

Gou Kong moved faster than the naked eye could follow.

He twisted aside, dodging Raditz's hastily thrown punch, then casually flicked the back of his hand and easily knocked the attack off course.

Immediately after, he turned his wrist, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and delivered a precise counterblow straight into Raditz's lower abdomen.

"Pff—!"

Raditz felt as if all his organs had shifted out of place. His whole body curled uncontrollably like a shrimp, and before he could even cry out in pain, Gou Kong had already kicked out, sending him flying like a torn sack.

At the same time, Gou Kong twisted at the waist, avoiding a whip kick that came from behind.

It was Vegeta's sneak attack.

He reached back, grabbed Vegeta's slender calf with perfect accuracy, and pulled with the momentum, actually swinging that little body up by force before driving a punch straight at his face!

"Ow!"

Vegeta let out a childish yet pained grunt.

The force contained in that punch made his vision go black. His little head snapped back, and his entire body shot out like a cannonball, flying straight toward Raditz, who had just been kicked away.

Bang!

Two muffled impacts almost overlapped. Vegeta slammed solidly into Raditz, and the tremendous impact made both of them spray white foam from their mouths at the same time. Like two chained cannonballs, they crashed hard into the alloy wall of the training field.

Rumble—!

The wall caved in, cracks spraying outward.

Immediately after, a purple energy blast Gou Kong had casually fired came whistling over, precisely grazing the edges of their clothes before striking the wall.

Boom!

Blinding light erupted, and a violent shockwave instantly swept through the entire training field.

How could two half-grown children possibly withstand an aftershock like that?

They fell limply like kites with cut strings, limbs spread out as they lay on the ground in a starfish shape. They could not even move a finger; only their chests heaved violently, and their breathing came in heavy gasps.

"Is it over already?"

Gou Kong slowly drew back his fist, and the boiling waves of air around him receded like the tide.

He crossed his arms, the corner of his mouth curving into a playful smile as his gaze swept over the two battered little guys on the ground.

Raditz was drenched in sweat, his childish face twisted from having overdrawn his stamina. He waved both hands, trying to prop himself up, but he did not even have the strength to lift his head. All he could do was gulp for air like a stranded fish.

Gou Kong nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the other side.

Vegeta was not doing much better. Though the little guy was not flailing as miserably as Raditz, he only frowned tightly and let out an extremely reluctant sigh, clearly having lost the ability to keep fighting.

"All right, let's call it here."

Gou Kong waved a hand casually, walked over to the two of them, took two bottles of chilled high-energy sports drinks from the bag he carried, and tossed them beside their hands.

Then he picked up a bottle himself, tipped his head back, and gulped down several mouthfuls, looking so refreshed that the crushing battle just now seemed to have been nothing more than a warm-up.

He casually pulled down the two cold, damp towels hanging over his shoulders and strolled over to sit in front of them.

Watching Raditz and Vegeta's hands tremble uncontrollably as they barely managed to grab the bottles, twist off the caps, and gulp them down like mad, Gou Kong revealed a satisfied smile.

The feeling of controlling the whole situation and freely kneading these future powerhouses in his hands really was addictive.

Counting it up, more than three years had passed since he had first begun sparring with these two brats in the name of "training partner." Planet Vegeta's calendar had also quietly turned from Age 733 to Age 737.

Over these four years, Planet Vegeta had remained as lifeless as ever, but Gou Kong's life had undergone earth-shattering changes.

And the most memorable event among them was undoubtedly three years ago, in Age 734, when that kid named Kakarot had finally been born from his cultivation pod.

At the same time, whether it was because Bardock had been influenced by Gine or not, that guy had somehow developed a baffling "baby-showing addiction."

Ever since Kakarot was born, every time Bardock saw Gou Kong, he would start rambling on and on, bragging about his youngest son.

At first, Gou Kong could still patiently listen to a sentence or two, but he could not withstand Bardock bringing it up every single day, from how many energy blocks Kakarot had gnawed on at the nursery today to how many millimeters taller he would grow tomorrow.

This kind of mental contamination was simply more torturous than Frieza's Death Beam.

"In another month, that brat should be graduating from the nursery..."

Gou Kong muttered inwardly, but his gaze gradually grew deep.

He understood.

Now, the time was ripe.

There were only thirty days left until that bastard Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta.

The day Kakarot was sent off the planet was precisely the starting point of the countdown to its destruction.

As early as several years ago, Gou Kong had already prepared all the supplies needed for escape, the spaceship permissions, and the route plan.

All that remained was to confirm the exact date he would soar away.

When he returned to his residence today, he would have to finalize the last details of the plan.

There was still roughly a two-month buffer. While he could, he might as well enjoy this false peace a little longer.

As for why he had not run off ahead of time and had insisted on staying behind to serve as these two brats' sparring partner?

There was no lofty reason for it, really. It was purely because of an order from King Vegeta.

Gou Kong still remembered that four years ago, after he had easily defeated Vegeta at the Training Center, the little guy had gone back nursing his resentment and tattled on him.

Although he was not sure exactly what King Vegeta had been thinking, from that day on, Gou Kong received an official transfer order.

He was dismissed from his position as a Royal Guard and became Prince Vegeta's full-time sparring instructor.

That was not exactly a bad thing.

On the contrary, after leaving that guard post where he had to stay constantly on edge, Gou Kong's life actually became much more comfortable.

Although in name he was still Nappa's deputy, he was only responsible for "sparring." Every day, once he had finished beating up those two brats, the rest of the time was all his own.

This kind of nine-to-five life, with freedom after work, was simply fantastic.

Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, four years had passed.

Gou Kong sometimes sighed with emotion too. In these neither long nor short four years, the speed at which these two brats had grown was simply astonishing.

Perhaps this was what they called elite bloodline.

But in Gou Kong's view, the main reason they had improved so quickly was still thanks to him, this "famous teacher."

Raditz was now seven years old, and his combat power had already soared to 1,600, leaving those adult low-class warriors far behind.

Vegeta was even more terrifying. At only six years old, his combat power had actually broken through 9,000!

9,000!

Every time Gou Kong thought of that number, he could not help sucking in a breath of cold air.

That level of power was already equal to, or even surpassed, his own level four years ago when he had been twenty-two!

How was this any kind of genius? He was simply a monster among monsters!

As for Raditz, although he seemed slightly inferior compared with Vegeta, the extent of his growth was still enough to leave people dumbfounded.

Gou Kong even suspected that the brat's strength had already far surpassed the level he had shown when invading Earth in the original story.

The reason, in the end, was probably still the existence of Gou Kong himself, this "variable."

As a Saiyan who had not existed in the original story, Gou Kong had forcibly intervened in Raditz's growth trajectory.

These past few years of "special sparring" had essentially been a kind of high-intensity, exploitative training.

In an environment like this, even a pig would have been forced into becoming something extraordinary, let alone a Saiyan with royal blood.

However, everything had its hidden worries.

Gou Kong looked at Raditz, who was still lying on the ground gasping for breath, and his brows furrowed slightly.

What he was most worried about was precisely that Raditz had become too strong.

In the original story, Raditz was complete weakling trash, killed as soon as he appeared.

But now?