"Good lad, you've got some strength!"
Amond abandoned all his contempt, roared, and his muscles instantly bulged and bulged.
A violent, dark red aura erupted from his body, making him appear like an ancient, ferocious beast awakening, radiating a chilling sense of oppression!
On the other hand, Daiz's situation is equally dire.
Although he avoided Trunks ' direct attack, the relentless pursuit still caused him considerable trouble.
Daiz a low shout, no longer holding back.
A dark blue aura swirled and rose around him, making his figure appear erratic and unpredictable.
Amond and Daiz, from the left and right, launched a thunderous attack on Trunks and Son Goten once again!
The battle instantly intensified!
Son Goten, after all, lacked practical combat experience, and faced with this fierce and relentless offensive, he was forced to retreat steadily.
He could only cross his arms tightly in front of his chest, desperately trying to block the attack, while constantly retreating.
Daiz's movements were unpredictable, and his attacks were even more cunning and ruthless.
His figure transformed into blurry blue afterimages, moving at high speed around Trunks, each attack precisely targeting Trunks ' weak points in defense.
Krillin and Tien Shinhan, watching from the sidelines, were completely dumbfounded.
"So powerful..." Krillin couldn't help but swallow hard. " Amond and Commander Daiz's strength has actually reached this level!"
Tien Shinhan nodded in agreement and remarked with emotion.
"Their gains from their campaigns abroad appear to be substantial; it seems we've once again fallen far behind them!"
Over the past few years, he has never slacked off in the slightest, and has been cultivating like crazy at the Sixth Branch Base, so his strength is now completely different from what it used to be.
But judging from the situation, others never stand still.
Just when everyone thought that Amond and Daiz had completely turned the tide and the outcome was decided.
Despite being completely suppressed, the two little guys started a conversation without any tension in the helmet's internal communication channel.
" Goten! It seems these two uncles are a bit more powerful than we thought. We need to get serious!"
Trunks spoke into the comms channel while dealing with Daiz's attacks.
"Huh? Trunks, are we going to use that move?"
Son Goten withstood a heavy punch from Amond, using the force to pull himself back, his tone revealing an excited anticipation.
"Idiot! Of course not!"
Trunks immediately denied it loudly over the radio.
"That's far from it! Just a little more effort will do!"
"Okay, I got it! A little more force!"
Son Goten then nodded in sudden realization.
The two reached an agreement instantly.
The previously suppressed and somewhat listless aura suddenly changed!
The flames expanded simultaneously.
The speed and power of the two instantly experienced a qualitative leap!
"What?!"
The crowd outside the arena gasped in unison.
Inside the arena, Amond was preparing to press his advantage and completely eliminate this troublesome brat.
But Son Goten, who was standing right in front of him, suddenly vanished into thin air!
Alarm bells rang in Amond's mind; his years of combat experience made him instinctively want to dodge.
But it was too late.
An indescribable, excruciating pain suddenly spread from his abdomen!
Daiz's reaction was remarkably quick.
The moment Trunks charged in, he decisively abandoned his attack, his figure blurring into several afterimages as he tried to create distance and confuse his opponent.
However, his speed, which he was so proud of, was no longer effective against Trunks at this moment.
Amond and Daiz's earlier advantage has quickly vanished.
The two little ones regained Control the rhythm with overwhelming force.
"As expected! They were holding back!"
Son Goku clasped his hands behind his head, watching the two small figures who had regained the upper hand in the arena, a look of utter surprise on his face.
Piccolo, standing next to him, crossed his arms and glanced intently at Turles on the other side of the field, who always wore a faint smile.
It seems these two brats... are far more than that...
Although it was somewhat horrifying, Piccolo had a vague feeling that these two mysterious Saiyan brats might...
On the other side of the field, Krillin, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu were completely overwhelmed by the terrifying power displayed by these two little guys, and their faces showed a sense of shock.
"For such a young child to possess such terrifying power is truly disheartening!"
Krillin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed with a hint of self-deprecation.
Recalling his years of arduous cultivation, and looking at these two children who had effortlessly suppressed the legion's top experts, he felt a deep bitterness in his heart.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu exchanged a glance, and in the end, they simply nodded silently in agreement.
Under Trunks and Son Goten's relentless pressure, Amond and Daiz's attacks became increasingly ineffective, and their defenses were on the verge of collapse.
Their pride and joy in strength and speed were like adults playing with children in front of the two little ones; they were completely controlled and powerless to fight back.
"Damn it! Don't get too cocky, brat!"
Amond was completely enraged. He roared and frantically compressed the dark red aura all over his body into his right fist!
The muscles on his arm bulged and the veins stood out. With a sharp sonic boom that tore through the air, he threw a punch, attempting to break through Son Goten's suppression!
He used all his strength in that punch!
Faced with this thunderous attack, Son Goten neither dodged nor evaded, but instead extended his two small hands.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Amond's full-force punch was firmly clamped down by Son Goten's two small hands.
Son Goten remained completely still!
"That's impossible!"
Amond's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with horror.
Son Goten grinned at him through his goggles.
His seemingly slender forearm suddenly exerted force and reversed the direction!
An unparalleled, skillful force erupted instantly!
Amond's entire massive body was propelled by this force, causing him to lose his balance and be delivered a clean and decisive over-the-shoulder throw!
The entire battleground trembled!
At this moment Daiz realized the situation was dire and was greatly alarmed.
Without hesitation, he unleashed all his strength, attempting to use his prized speed to create distance, to find an opening, or rather... to find a chance to escape.
However, he was fast, but someone was faster than him!
Just as he was retreating rapidly, Trunks appeared out of thin air behind him like a ghost!
"When?!"
Trunks's flying kick arrived in an instant, giving him no chance to react!
Daiz was kicked away and fell straight down after Amond!
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
A moment later.
"Cough cough..."
Amond and Daiz scrambled to their feet, looking disheveled.
Looking at the two unharmed "little ones" opposite them, a deep sense of frustration and disbelief finally appeared in their eyes.
Amond and waved his hand helplessly.
"We... admit defeat."
Daiz shook his head with a wry smile, completely exasperated.
"Clap, clap, clap."
Turles clapped at the opportune moment, a playful smile on his face, and slowly walked into the arena.
He first walked over and patted Amond and Daiz on the shoulder, as if comforting two big kids who had been wronged.
How are you feeling?
"..."
Amond and Daiz exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads in shame, speechless.
How embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing.
"Now you should understand how vast the universe is, right?"
"Don't be complacent just because you've won a few battles abroad!"
"It's good to have learned a lesson, but I've also seen your efforts. You're still lacking something, so don't run around for a while. I'll show you some meaningful things!"
Turles reassured the two and then walked towards Trunks and Son Goten.
However, the two little guys, who had just secured a clean and decisive victory, were full of fighting spirit and high morale.
The two approached Turles, Trunks pointed in the direction of Son Goku and Piccolo, "We want to fight them!"
Turles confirmed, "Are you sure?"
After receiving their firm affirmation, Turles nodded in satisfaction. He had originally intended to let the two little ones experience a more intense battle anyway. "Then, you two are the challengers now..."