Just as Vegeta thought, the gap between Super Saiyan Super Saiyan sometimes greater than the difference between heaven and earth.
Faced with the two little ones' relentless attack, Son Goku's eyes suddenly narrowed.
He deliberately slipped into the dense barrage of punches.
The two little ones have given it their all.
But nothing has been achieved.
Son Goku keenly sensed the momentary stagnation in their auras caused by their combined full power.
It seems they've reached their limit.
That's all.
There's no point in trying any further.
The instant that thought flashed through his mind, Son Goku's figure left a faint afterimage in the same spot.
Like a ghost, it appeared silently behind Trunks and Son Goten!
With a swift and decisive grappling move, he precisely seized their wrists!
An irresistible, skillful force instantly spread throughout the body from the wrist.
The raging Super Saiyan power within them was like a punctured balloon; under the suppression of this power, it was forcibly released and forced back into their bodies!
The blinding golden light vanished instantly.
Trunks and Son Goten were forced to revert to their Super Saiyan forms, collapsing helplessly.
The two of them were panting heavily, their small bodies trembling slightly from exhaustion and the sudden sense of defeat.
Beneath the helmet, two small heads drooped listlessly, filled with disappointment.
Just as the two little ones were caught in deep self-doubt, a pair of warm hands landed on their shoulders.
Turles walked over immediately, looked at the two dejected little ones, and spoke with a smile.
Don't worry about it.
Being easily defeated is not necessarily a bad thing.
Only by truly recognizing the limits of one's own abilities can one better break free from constraints and push beyond one's own boundaries!
Son Goku also put away his battle-ready demeanor, reverting to his sunny and warm smile, and leaned closer, nodding vigorously.
"Actually, you guys are already incredibly amazing!"
He looked at the two little ones, his eyes full of genuine approval.
"Who knows, maybe in the future you'll become stronger than all of us!"
Having received affirmation and encouragement from two top-tier powerhouses, Turles and Son Goku, the two little ones felt extremely satisfied.
The intense sense of loss and frustration I felt earlier was quickly forgotten.
Instead, there is an even more fervent fighting spirit and an infinite yearning for the future.
"Really?"
"Can we... really become that strong?"
Two pairs of expectant and imaginative eyes pierced through the dark goggles, fixed intently on Son Goku and Turles.
Several days later, on the Planet Yardrat.
The massive black hull tore through the clouds and, pulled by the planet's gravity, silently descended upon a vast plain.
The hatch of the Turles slowly opened.
Under his guidance, Son Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, as well as Amond and Daiz, all followed him down the gangway.
Of course, there were also two little ones "fully armed".
Wow! Is this the Planet Yardrat? It looks pretty good!
As soon as Krillin stepped off the spaceship, he looked around curiously. The architectural style and vegetation here were completely different from those on Earth, full of exotic charm.
The streets were packed with densely packed indigenous people.
The Yardratian, with their pale purple skin and pointed heads, did not panic at the appearance of Frieza Force insignia; instead, they erupted in thunderous cheers.
"It's a spaceship from Frieza Force!"
"The guardians of peace have arrived!"
"Welcome! Welcome, General Turles!"
Waves of enthusiastic cheers followed one after another, as countless Yardratian waved their arms, their faces beaming with heartfelt joy and reverence.
Son Goku put his hands behind his head, looked at the sea of joy before him, and couldn't help but turn to look at Turles, grinning.
"Wow, we're so popular!"
At the very back of the crowd, under the helmet.
Trunks clenched his little fists tightly.
He looked at the jubilant Yardratian, at the peaceful and happy smiles on their faces.
Peace is so wonderful.
You must become stronger!
You absolutely must!
Let's take back the peace that belongs to them!
As newly emerging Guardian in the universe, Frieza Force is unparalleled in its creatures.
They received a warm welcome from the Yardratian.
The Grand Elder Pybara personally came out to greet them.
"Welcome, General Darles."
"Your deeds and those of King Frieza are now celebrated throughout the entire universe."
Welcome to the Planet Yardrat.
Turles smiled and returned the greeting, then got straight to the point and explained his purpose.
Grand Elder Pybara was very pleased with Turles's desire to cultivate on the Planet Yardrat.
"That kind of thing."
"If we can provide any assistance we can to the fighters who are defending peace,"
We are very honored!
Please rest assured!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the universe.
A highly developed and prosperous urban planet with a high degree of interstellar modernization.
Skyscrapers stand tall, and countless aircraft of various shapes and sizes move busily between them, creating a busy yet orderly picture of the future.
In the city center square, huge holographic projection screens around the perimeter are playing the same video on a loop.
It was a promotional short film meticulously edited by Tights about Frieza Force saving Planet Namek.
Right there in this bustling, vibrant crowd.
A short, withered figure was leisurely moving among them.
His skin was sallow, his eyes were narrow and long, and his gaze revealed an innate sinister and evil quality.
Behind him followed closely a tall, sinister-looking follower.
The servant wore an immaculate white cloak and exuded an arrogance that clashed with his surroundings, a trait belonging to the strong.
The two seemed oblivious to their surroundings.
I glanced at those huge advertising screens every now and then.
Dabura watched the close-up shot of Frieza receiving cheers from the crowd on the screen, a sneer of extreme disdain curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Lord Babidi, Frieza Force seems to be making quite a splash lately!"
His voice carried a contempt that came from the depths of his being.
Upon hearing this, Babidi also let out a mocking laugh, a sound as sharp and grating as fingernails scraping across a blackboard.
"Hehehe... There's no way around it."
"Perhaps we've been dormant for too long; now even minor characters are eager to show off."
As Babidi spoke, he observed Frieza on the screen with great interest, his sinister eyes fixed on him.
He turned his head to look at Dabura, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
" Dabura, you said..."
"How about we turn that so-called 'Emperor of the Universe' into our subordinate?"
Dabura laughed and agreed, his eyes full of mockery.
"Lord Babidi, I think this is a pretty good idea!"
"Although his strength doesn't seem that great, he's at least a bit stronger than that good-for-nothing Pui Pui."
"And he's so famous!"
"This might be a very interesting thing!"
"This would certainly be very interesting..." Babidi said with a burst of amused mockery, but then seemed to have some concerns. "However, you've reminded me, this guy is a bit too famous."
"If we go after him, we'll probably be exposed to that annoying Supreme Kai."
Dabura paused, then nodded. "Yeah, those two guys are really annoying, all they do is cause pointless harassment behind people's backs."
Just as the two were about to continue their stroll, a voice suddenly came from the communicator, "Lord Babidi! Someone has unauthorizedly accessed our communication channel!"