"It's just..." Vegeta roared, his voice like thunder, "It's just Low-Class Warrior!"
His words were full of disdain and anger. Before he finished speaking, his fist had already struck Son Goku like Inazuma.
The air was filled with tension, as if even the wind was trembling for this battle.
Son Goku quickly dodged, but Vegeta's attack was too fast, and he was hit hard on the shoulder.
The severe pain made him gasp, his brows furrowed, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
He quickly adjusted his breathing, his eyes were firm, and he did not dare to relax at all.
When Vegeta saw this, he raised a sneer on his lips and took the opportunity to continue his fierce attack.
The fists fell on Son Goku like raindrops, each punch carrying violent power.
Son Goku gritted his teeth and endured the pain, with an unyielding light shining in his eyes. He silently calculated Vegeta's attack rhythm in his heart, looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Finally, Son Goku caught a flaw in Vegeta and punched Vegeta in the chin.
Vegeta was knocked out by the sudden heavy blow, rolled several times in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he struggled to get up, with angry flames flashing in his eyes.
"How dare you hurt me!" Vegeta said through gritted teeth, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. The breath around his body became more violent, as if the air was trembling with his anger.
Vegeta suddenly burst out with a powerful breath, and the air around his body seemed to be shaking. His speed was dizzying, and he rushed towards Son Goku in an instant.
Before Son Goku had time to react, he was punched out by Vegeta. His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.
Piccolo on the ground looked at this scene, his face a little pale. "Can't you beat me no matter what?"
His heart was filled with worry and uneasiness, and looking at Vegeta's explosive momentum, there was a trace of despair in his heart.
"Kaioken!" Son Goku, who was knocked away, roared, Kaioken's red flames instantly swept through his body, and Power Level's energy doubled instantly.
His eyes flashed with determination, and he punched Vegeta without hesitation.
Vegeta sneered, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and faced him.
Their fists collided in the air, making a deafening sound. Sand and rocks flew around, and the entire battlefield seemed to be stirred up by a violent storm.
The auras of the two became more and more violent, and the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a huge energy field.
Every fight was carried with great power and momentum, completely changing the nearby terrain.
On the ground, the bodies of Yalijia and Chiaotzu were blown away by the powerful aftermath and landed far away.
The stone forest was all broken into small stones. Piccolo blocked his eyes with his arms and watched the battle with difficulty. His body was pushed backwards, leaving long marks on the ground.
Piccolo was stunned and shocked. "This is too unbelievable! The power of these two people is so terrifying!"
"Vegeta!" Son Goku suddenly shouted, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.
He saw his partners on the ground being devastated by the aftermath of their fight, and knew it was time to change the battlefield.
Vegeta stopped attacking and sneered, "What's wrong, do you want to surrender?"
Son Goku took a deep breath and said with firm eyes, "This is no longer suitable for fighting, come with me." After saying that, he turned around and flew away.
Vegeta frowned, his heart full of doubts and disdain. "Huh! Let's see what tricks you are playing." He followed closely and flew over.
Piccolo breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of joy in his eyes.
He turned to look at Xiao Jie and Tien Shinhan in the other two pits, walked over and woke them up.
Xiao Jie slowly opened his eyes, his blurred vision gradually became clearer, and what came into view was the serious face of Piccolo. His heart suddenly tightened, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Have we defeated him?" he asked eagerly.
Piccolo shook his head and said in a low voice, "Son Goku is here and he lured that guy away."
Tien Shinhan and Xiao Jie felt relieved when they heard the news, but were immediately replaced by a sense of uneasiness.
They looked around, their eyes full of confusion and anxiety.
When their eyes touched several corpses lying quietly in the distance, their hearts were shaken and they quickly flew over.
Tien Shinhan squatted down, gently held up Chiaotzu's cold body, and said in a choked voice, "Chiaotzu..."
Xiao Jie staggered towards the direction of Yalijia, and every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife.
He fell to his knees, his hands were trembling, his lips were trembling slightly, and the muscles on his face were twitching involuntarily. In his mind, every detail of the past six years of training with Yalijia and managing the martial arts gym together emerged in his mind.
"Senior sister... I blame me for not being strong enough and not protecting you well." Xiao Jie's voice was low and painful, as if every word was squeezed out from the deepest part of his heart.
His heart seemed to have stopped beating, and the suffocating feeling of losing a close friend made him almost unable to breathe.
He was lonely and helpless since childhood. When he was ten years old, he met Wumu, and then he learned about martial arts and the holy land of martial arts, Korin Tower.
Because of his curiosity, he embarked on the path of pursuing martial arts, bumping and bumping along the way, and finally met Yalijia for the first time on World Martial Arts Tournament when he was sixteen years old, and narrowly won the competition with her.
After that, he met Wumu again, learned the art from his teacher, and practiced with Yalijia.
Yalijia spends more time with him than Wumu. He respects Wumu, but Yalijia has an indescribable and hazy feeling. As long as she is around, he will feel at ease in his heart.
He kept getting stronger just to protect her, but this time, he failed. Xiao Jie's black pupils lost their light, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into boundless darkness.
Tien Shinhan took a deep breath, forced himself to collect his emotions, and tried to look calm. He walked to Xiao Jie, patted his shoulder gently, and comforted him, "Don't worry, Xiao Jie, we still have Dragon Ball, and Dragon Ball can resurrect people."
Xiao Jie's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, I died once and can be resurrected. Dragon Ball, as long as Dragon Ball can be found, they can be resurrected!"
However, a hint of sadness appeared on Tien Shinhan's face, "Chiaotzu has already died once, and he will never have a chance to be resurrected again."
When Xiao Jie heard the news, the joy on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by deep shock and grief. "How could...Tien Shinhan, then you...?"
Tien Shinhan forced out a smile, although the smile seemed a bit far-fetched, "Don't worry about me, I will cheer up. The top priority now is to defeat that Vegeta!"
At the same time, Son Goku was speeding through the air, the wind howling in his ears.
He stared straight ahead, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.
Finally, he came to the sky above the small island, slowly stopped, suspended in mid-air, and looked down at the scene below.
The mountains on the island are bare, like a deserted land, with only a few solitary trees swaying in the wind, making it look particularly lonely.
At this time, Vegeta's breath approached quickly, and his figure passed through Sky Manipulation like a Inazuma, and instantly came to Son Goku.
He glanced coldly at the island below, with a disdainful smile on his lips, "Is this the burial place you chose?"