Whoosh!
Son Gohan suddenly appeared behind Granolah.
Granolah had not even sensed that someone had appeared behind him.
After all, the gap between their strengths was simply too great.
Son Gohan was also very skilled at concealing his Ki.
Unless Son Gohan deliberately revealed himself, Granolah would naturally have a hard time detecting him.
But there was one thing to remember: Granolah was holding a mirror, examining the One-Star Dragon Ball on his forehead.
So the moment Son Gohan arrived, Granolah saw him suddenly appear in the mirror.
How did someone appear out of thin air?
Without the mirror, I wouldn't even have noticed him. That was terrifying.
If he'd come to assassinate me...
Granolah was so startled that his hair stood on end.
The mirror in his hand shattered with a bang.
Granolah reacted quickly enough, whipping around and sweeping a roundhouse kick through the air.
But Son Gohan raised a hand and blocked it effortlessly.
His strike had failed, and Granolah felt his leg go slightly numb from the impact.
Using the recoil, Granolah flipped backward and retreated several steps.
His eyes remained fixed on Son Gohan as he demanded, "Are you a Saiyan?"
The tail behind Son Gohan was a Saiyan's defining trait. It was so easy to recognize that mistaking him for anything else would have been difficult.
"Yes." Son Gohan nodded, making no attempt to deny his identity.
Granolah watched him warily and asked, "What do you want?"
In truth, the Saiyans had nearly wiped out the Cerealians, so Granolah could hardly feel any goodwill toward them.
It was just that Son Gohan's sudden appearance had put him deeply on guard.
After testing him with that strike, he had also realized that his opponent was probably far stronger than he was, so he dared not