Bejifan: Super Saiyan 3 Isn't All That Great

"Take this—Final Flash!"

Bejifan raised both hands and unleashed a powerful attack instantly, without even needing to charge up!

Son Goku flew backward, struggling to steady himself in midair, only to see the incoming Ki Blast.

"Damn it! There's no time!"

Bejifan's attack was too fast and too fierce. Son Goku could neither dodge nor counterattack.

Left with no choice.

Son Goku could only use Instant Transmission again.

Bejifan grinned. "I was waiting for that!"

The moment Son Goku reappeared after teleporting, Bejifan's fist was there to greet him!

Bang!!

Son Goku was sent flying!

Whoosh!

Bejifan flashed above Son Goku's tumbling body, clasped his hands together, raised them high, and smashed them down hard onto the back of Son Goku's neck!

Bang!!

"Argh!!"

The heavy blow made Son Goku cry out in pain. His Super Saiyan 3 form was knocked away instantly, reverting him to normal as he crashed heavily onto the ground.

Bejifan looked at the unconscious Son Goku on the ground and grinned. "Kakarot, you've really disappointed me. Super Saiyan 3 isn't all that great."

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Bejifan raised his head and looked in a certain direction. Two streaks of golden light were speeding toward them!

"Goten and Trunks?" Bejifan recognized them.

The two children flew over at top speed and saw the wrecked surroundings, as well as Son Goku unconscious on the ground.

"Dad!" Son Goten cried out, quickly flying toward his father.

Trunks stared solemnly at Bejifan, cold sweat running down his face as he demanded, "Who are you? Did you turn Earth into this?"

Bejifan gave Trunks a casual glance and grinned. "What if I did? What are you planning to do about it?"

Though cold sweat ran down Trunks's face and fear filled his heart, he stubbornly said, "Then I'll defeat you!"

"Defeat me?"

As though he had heard a ridiculous joke, Bejifan threw back his head and burst into wild laughter. "Hahaha!"

Trunks's expression darkened as he demanded, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Bejifan stopped laughing and fixed his gaze on Trunks. In a flash, he appeared before him, looking down from above as he grinned. "I'm standing right here. How exactly are you going to defeat me?"

Looking at the towering Bejifan before him, Trunks felt a suffocating pressure. His whole body trembled in fright, but when he thought of his father Vegeta, courage rose within his heart!

"Dad, please give me strength," Trunks murmured softly. Yet Bejifan still heard him and smiled with approval.

"Haaah!!"

Trunks shut his eyes and charged at Bejifan with a roar!

Bejifan neither counterattacked nor blocked. He merely dodged.

Below.

Son Goten anxiously checked on his father. Yet no matter how much he shook him, Son Goku showed no response at all. Before long, he was frightened into tears.

Son Goten wiped his tears and looked up, only to see Trunks bravely attacking that unfamiliar enemy.

Yet no matter how Trunks attacked, he could not even touch the terrifying enemy's clothes.

Seeing this.

Son Goten trembled all over in fear, but when he lowered his head and looked at his unconscious father, anger and courage began burning within him once more!

Son Goten sniffled, raised a hand to wipe away his tears, and shouted with a determined expression, "Trunks, I'll help you!"

With that, Son Goten bravely shot into the sky and joined Trunks in attacking Bejifan.

Bejifan remained relaxed, effortlessly dodging the two children's attacks as though he were merely playing with them.

After a while.

Bejifan grew somewhat impatient and frowned as he reprimanded, "Trunks, don't close your eyes when attacking an enemy!"

"Huh?" Trunks froze. The moment he opened the eyes he had shut in fear, he saw a fist as large as a sandbag coming at him.

Bang!

Trunks screamed as he plummeted toward the ground!

"Trunks!"

Seeing this.

Son Goten cried out in alarm and rushed over, intending to catch his friend.

Whoosh~

Bejifan swiftly reached out and grabbed Son Goten by the ankle. Son Goten startled and looked at Bejifan in terror.

Bejifan stared coolly at Son Goten and lectured, "No matter when it is, never turn your back on an enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking.

He slapped Son Goten hard across the face.

Smack!

With a crisp sound and Son Goten's childish scream of pain, he followed in Trunks's footsteps and crashed heavily down beside him.

Trunks had already climbed back up. Clutching his red, swollen cheek, he glared viciously at Bejifan in the sky through tears and cursed, "Bastard! That guy actually dared to hit my handsome face... My dad and mom have never hit me like that... I'm not done with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Son Goten fell from above.

Trunks was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help Son Goten up. Then he saw Son Goten's swollen cheek, marked with a bright red handprint.

Seeing this.

For some reason, Trunks suddenly felt much more balanced.

Bejifan slowly descended at this point, his gaze fixed on the two children. "You two brats really don't know your place. You should be able to sense the gap between us, yet you still dared to attack me. Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Son Goten was somewhat frightened and hid behind Trunks.

Trunks protected Son Goten behind him like an older brother. His voice shook, but his expression remained stubborn. "I... I'm not afraid of you!"

"I'm Trunks! My father is Vegeta! I... I'm not afraid of you!"

"Oh, not bad spirit. But spirit alone can't defeat an enemy."

Bejifan smiled, raised his hand, and beckoned at them. "Come on. Let me see what you two can do."

"Goten, are you okay?" Trunks asked.

Son Goten nodded. "Yeah, Trunks. I'm fine."

"Then let's go!"

"Yeah!"

The next second.

The two children charged at Bejifan.

Bejifan smiled approvingly. He only dodged, occasionally raising a hand to block, but never took the initiative to attack.

The two children worked together flawlessly, but the gap between them and Bejifan was simply too great. No matter what methods they used, they could not even touch the edge of Bejifan's clothes.

After fighting for quite a while, the two children were exhausted and gasping for breath.

Trunks complained, "You... do you only know how to dodge? Do you dare fight us head-on?"

Bejifan was almost amused. The corner of his mouth lifted as he said calmly, "Your courage is commendable."

Whoosh!

Bejifan flashed between the two children and gave each of them a hard slap.

Smack!

Smack!

The two children clutched their other cheeks and hopped around in pain.

This time, their faces were symmetrical. Both sides of their faces were swollen.

"You... you bastard... You hit my face again... My dad and mom have never hit me..." Trunks said stubbornly through tears.

Son Goten merely covered both of his red, swollen cheeks in silence, tears continuously falling from his eyes. He looked utterly wronged.

(End of chapter)