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Sun Wufan: "..."
Bardock: "..."
The grandfather and grandson exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.
With such meager fighting strength, how dare they show it off? It's truly shameful.
"Kid, are you scared? But don't worry, your grandfather said I'm not allowed to kill people indiscriminately, so I won't kill you." Seeing that the two didn't speak, Raditz thought they were intimidated by his fighting power, and became even more smug, laughing and showing an arrogant expression.
Son Gohan remained silent, simply watching him with a calm and unwavering gaze.
With Gohan's current physical strength, even if he stood there and let Raditz beat him for a whole day, Raditz might not be able to hurt him in the slightest.
"Dad, where are we going now?" Raditz looked around and asked curiously, trying to change the subject.
“Go to Kakarot’s house,” Bardock replied succinctly.
"Is Kakarot here too?" Raditz immediately became interested, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Badak nodded slightly, without saying anything more.
"Can I spar with Kakarot?" Raditz rubbed his hands together excitedly, eager to try.
Bardock couldn't help but cover his face, looking utterly helpless.
With your fighting strength, you think you can spar with Kakarot?
Isn’t this asking for trouble?
Son Gohan was speechless, his lips twitching slightly.
Uncle Raditz, are you serious?
“It is possible, but Kakarot is currently training, and I hope you will not disturb him.” Bardock said, his face hardening again, his tone serious.
"I'll spar with him after he finishes his training, is that alright?" Raditz chuckled and quickly assured him, afraid that Bardock might change his mind.
Badak said no more and quickened his pace to continue his journey.
Soon, Bardock and his two companions returned to their home on Mount Paozu, where Goku was.
The moment Bardock landed, his gaze immediately fell on Sun Wukong, who was cultivating in the courtyard.
Still cultivating?
It's been two days already, he really has the ability to persevere.
Let him focus on his cultivation...
"What is Kakarot doing doing that weird thing over there? Is that some kind of training method?" Raditz muttered to himself, looking at Goku's peculiar posture, his face full of doubt.
"Don't say anything useless." Bardock snorted coldly, his tone tinged with displeasure. "Come with me and meet your mother."
"Huh? Mom?" Raditz was taken aback, her eyes filled with surprise and anticipation.
Bardock led Raditz to Gine's room.
At this moment, Gine was still unconscious, her face pale.
Raditz's eyes widened instantly as he stared intently at the woman on the bed, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Mom! Mom's still alive?"
However, after Raditz finished speaking, he looked at Gine more closely and felt that something was not quite right.
Although this woman looks very similar to my mother, she doesn't quite resemble her at all...
"Dad, is she really my mom?" Raditz couldn't help but ask again, his tone tinged with uncertainty.
Bardock glared at Raditz, his eyes filled with warning.
"Yes... if Dad says so, then so be it." Raditz's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly and tactfully replied.
Anyway, she's your wife, so whatever you say goes.
It has little to do with me.
"What's wrong with her?" Raditz asked with concern as he saw his mother still asleep.
Chapter 165 Please, stop transforming!
“I had viral heart disease, took some effective medication, and am recovering,” Badak replied, his tone tinged with worry.
“Oh…” Raditz nodded, saying nothing more, just quietly looking at Gine on the bed with a complicated expression.
That evening, Qiqi spent most of the day in the kitchen with Bidili, preparing a large and sumptuous meal, until her hands ached from exhaustion.
Another Saiyan has joined the family, and his appetite is giving me a real headache.
Incidentally, it's worth mentioning that Mr. Ji has already transferred his assets to Bidili.
With this money, the Sun family could live on for more than 10 years, which solved a major problem.
After dinner, everyone sat in the courtyard to rest.
Raditz couldn't stand it any longer and, feeling a bit bored, stood up and casually patted Gohan on the shoulder.
"Kid, how about we have a little spar?" Raditz suggested, a hint of competitiveness in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Bardock immediately glared at Raditz, signaling him not to seek out trouble.
"Dad, I was just sparring with Gohan. I won't hurt him. After all, he's my brother's son." Raditz quickly laughed it off, grinning as he tried to reassure Bardock.
"Do as you please," Bardock said calmly, no longer trying to stop him.
"I want to play too! I want to play too!" Upon hearing the words "sparring," Sun Wukong rubbed his hands excitedly and shouted eagerly.
“Then…you two can come at me together.” Raditz smiled, his smile widening, looking completely confident.
"Attack together?" Gohan secretly wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and asked somewhat helplessly, "Uncle Raditz, are you serious?"
“Of course I’m serious. Would I joke with you?” Raditz said earnestly, his tone firm.
"Raditz, will you become a Super Saiyan?" Bardock couldn't hold back any longer, glancing at Raditz and asking casually.
"Super Saiyan? That legendary Super Saiyan?" Raditz paused for a moment, his lips twitching, his face full of disbelief.
The topic changed way too fast!
They were just having a friendly spar, how did they suddenly start talking about Super Saiyans?
“Dad, are you kidding me? How could I possibly be a Super Saiyan?” Raditz shook his head and laughed. “Isn’t it said that only one Super Saiyan can be born every 1000 years? How could I possibly have that kind of luck?”
“Grandpa meant… an ordinary Super Saiyan,” Gohan explained from the side. “The legendary Super Saiyan is Broly, and there is indeed only one.”
Upon hearing this, not only Raditz was stunned, but Bardock's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately turned to look at Gohan, his eyes filled with shock.
"Broly? That's a Saiyan's name! Is he the legendary Super Saiyan?" Bardock asked excitedly, his voice trembling slightly.
Son Gohan nodded, affirming his statement.
"Uncle Broly is amazing! Dad can fight him for a long time every time he fights him." Son Goten excitedly explained, gesturing wildly, his face full of admiration.
"Kakarot actually fought him?" Bardock was quite surprised, never expecting that his youngest son had such an experience.
"And, Dad and Uncle Broly even fused together! Brot after the fusion was incredibly powerful!" Goten became more and more excited as he spoke, wishing he could demonstrate it right there on the spot.
"You idiot Goten, that's called Kakaroli, not Brot," Gohan corrected helplessly. "And that's called fusion, not fusion."
"Uh..." Sun Wutian scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.
"Fusion? What fusion?" Bardock was stunned again, his face full of confusion.
"It's through a special dance move that they fuse," Gohan explained. "That's how Dad and Uncle Broly fused and defeated Lord Beerus."
"Fusion? Never heard of it." Bardock frowned slightly, suddenly feeling somewhat ignorant.
Even Bardock was completely baffled, let alone Raditz, who felt as if he were listening to gibberish, blinking his eyes in utter confusion.
What kind of ordinary Super Saiyan?
Can we make this a little clearer?
"It seems to be a fusion technique of the Metamorans. It's quite complicated to learn, requiring two people to move in perfect synchronization," Gohan patiently explained again, seeing the puzzled looks on their faces.
Bardak nodded silently.
It seems there's still so much to learn.
"Uncle Raditz, can you hide your ki?" Gohan turned to Raditz, who was still in a daze, and asked.
"Hide your aura? Like your dad and that green-skinned guy back then? The kind who can control their fighting power at will, is that what you mean?" Raditz paused for a moment, then asked back, his tone tinged with uncertainty.
"Yes." Son Gohan nodded, his eyes clear.
“No.” Raditz shook his head without even thinking and chuckled, “Hiding your combat strength is something only lower-class warriors do; we upper-class warriors don’t need to.”
"So, is the energy fluctuation around Uncle Raditz your true fighting power?" Gohan asked with a smile, a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"You know my combat power rating?" Raditz was taken aback, raising an eyebrow in surprise.
"By observing the energy fluctuations, we can roughly estimate Uncle Raditz's fighting power," Gohan said calmly.
"You can tell my combat power without a detector?" Raditz was slightly surprised, then a smug look appeared on his face, and he hurriedly urged, "Tell me my current combat power! I've been tempered in hell, so my combat power is definitely not low!"
“3.” Bardock suddenly spoke, his tone flat, as if he were simply stating a fact.
“Yes.” Gohan turned to look at his grandfather Bardock, and after a quick assessment, he agreed with his grandfather.
"Dad, can you know my combat power without using a detector?" Raditz was taken aback, his eyes filled with surprise.
“It’s very simple. As long as you master the technique of sensing energy, you can roughly deduce it,” Bardock replied calmly.
"3 combat power." Son Gohan repeated quietly to himself, wiping the sweat from his brow.
Their fighting strength seems incredibly weak to them now.
"Kid, how's that?" Raditz patted Gohan's shoulder smugly, his smile growing even brighter. "My fighting power has already surpassed that of Prince Vegeta back then! Impressive, right?"
"Brother, what's my fighting power?" Son Goten suddenly became interested, moved closer to Son Gohan, and asked with some anticipation.
After all, Sun Wukong did not experience an era where fighting power needed to be measured in numbers.
Not only did Goten not experience that period, but even Future Trunks didn't.
"Your fighting strength?" Gohan scratched his head and pondered, "This... is probably hard to estimate."
"How can it be hard to calculate? Tell me quickly, what's your brother's combat strength? Tell me so I can have some fun." Raditz laughed, suddenly intrigued.