As Bulma listened to Uchiha Hikaru, her mind immediately began to race. It was like the subtle feeling of being protected by someone else.
Yet Bulma saw something in Uchiha Hikaru's eyes that deeply moved her.
"Why is it dangerous? I can use it myself."
Bulma could not understand Uchiha Hikaru's words. What did he mean by dangerous? What did he mean by hard to sell? Wasn't he simply unwilling to give it to her? He was just making so many excuses because he did not want to give it to her.
Seeing the dissatisfaction in Bulma's eyes, Uchiha Hikaru knew she was blaming him for not giving her the capsules.
Bulma's way of thinking was perfectly normal. Anyone who saw something especially powerful would want it in their own hands. But if it was only because they wanted to possess it, then that was greed.
In truth, everything began with greed. For instance, Su Mucheng, who wanted a quick victory, used a disparity in strength to suppress her opponent. Yet the unwilling An Ruochen chose to endure.
When the day came for him to unleash his aura, it would likely be countless times stronger than usual.
"The battle has reached an inseparable point. Has everyone been awed by the scene before them? Do you want to see just how exciting the battle ahead will be?"
Master Roshi shouted from the arena again, and the spectators below erupted into deafening cheers. Perhaps the intensity of the battle had utterly shocked everyone, filling them with an unimaginable feeling. Though that kind of strength was beyond words, this battle was exactly that.
Everyone was moved by the scene of battle. Those old fellows who had fought in their youth had somewhat forgotten how powerful they had been when they unleashed their strength