The corner of Ginyu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an imperceptible, smug smile.
"What are you looking at?" Rez suddenly spoke, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Ginyu.
"Huh? Teacher... what do you mean?" Ginyu was slightly taken aback and asked hurriedly, the smile on his face instantly vanishing.
"Why do you keep looking at me?" Rez gave a cold snort. "Why do you suddenly look so punchable to me!"
Ginyu: "..."
Ginyu almost wanted to burst out in a torrent of curses.
Was Vegeta living such a miserable life in Rez's team?
Isn't this kid a prince?
How could a subordinate say such treasonous words to their prince?
Could it be that Vegeta's teacher held such a high status on their planet?
To the point where he dared to shout and order the prince around.
"I... Teacher, I was just struck by your magnificent appearance..." Ginyu's eyes darted around as he offered a flattering remark, his face full of fawning smiles.
This is how I usually flatter Lord Frieza.
If Vegeta flatters his teacher like this, there shouldn't be any problem, right?
Pfft...
Linoshi, standing to the side, burst out laughing. Her shoulders shook as she quickly covered her mouth, her blue eyes filled with amusement.
Rez's face, however, turned dark.
You really know how to talk.
Linoshi quietly leaned in and whispered in Rez's ear, "I feel like something's wrong with Vegeta, what do you think?"
Her voice was very soft, and her warm breath brushed against Rez's ear.
"He's been swapped," Rez smiled, answering in an equally low voice.
"Oh my, oh my... I see. No wonder his personality changed so much." Linoshi nodded gently, a flash of realization crossing her blue eyes.
Rez stared into Linoshi's eyes for a moment.
She's afraid I didn't notice, so she's specifically pointing it out to me.
What a good girl.
Linoshi instantly lowered her head in embarrassment. Her large, watery eyes blinked softly, her eyelashes trembled, and she began to fiddle with the hem of her battle suit again. A blush crept up her fair cheeks, spreading all the way to her ears.
"Broly, come over here!" Rez shouted toward Broly from a distance.
"Let's go, follow me!" Broly looked in Rez's direction, gave an instruction to Guldo, and then immediately flew toward Rez.
Left with no choice, Guldo could only follow obediently, flying along behind him.
"Hehe, this is the servant I took!" Broly pointed at Guldo behind him and grinned at Rez, his face full of pride.
"Not bad," Rez praised him, then pointed at Vegeta and ordered Broly, "I don't like the look of this guy. Give him a good thrashing for me!"
Broly was stunned at first, but then his gaze immediately locked onto Vegeta, and a look of immense excitement appeared on his face.
How could I refuse such a great request?
I've wanted to beat up Vegeta for a long time!
Broly nodded vigorously and rubbed his hands together, his expression incredibly excited, his eyes shining with eagerness.
Ginyu: "..."
"Thrash me? With just you?" Ginyu was actually amused, the corner of his mouth curling into a contemptuous arc.
After all, in Ginyu's eyes, Vegeta's current power level had reached 80,000.
How much power level could this kid have?
Even though he could take out Recoom and the others, his power level would be 60,000 at most.
How could he possibly be higher than Vegeta?
Broly didn't waste any words. He turned into a streak of light and charged rapidly toward Ginyu, his speed astonishing, leaving a long trail of golden aura behind him.
Ginyu quickly assumed a fighting stance, fists clenched, his eyes fixed on the charging Broly.
Bam!
Broly rushed up with extreme speed, grabbed Ginyu's head with one hand—his fingers like iron pincers, firmly locked on—and used the momentum to dive toward the ground below with Ginyu's body in tow.
Ginyu's body fell like a meteor; no matter how he struggled, it was in vain.
Rumble!
The next moment, Broly slammed Ginyu's head heavily into the ground below, leaving a massive crater in the earth.
Debris flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and the ground trembled.
At that moment, Ginyu felt his head buzzing, many little stars appeared before his eyes, and his ears rang incessantly.
Before Ginyu could react, Broly pressed Ginyu's head down and rubbed it forcefully against the ground.
The rough ground scraped against Ginyu's face, tearing the skin and flesh. Soil and gravel embedded into his skin, making him scream in pain again and again.
Once he was done rubbing, Broly gave him a punch, then grabbed his wrist and slammed him back and forth repeatedly.
Ginyu was swung around, hitting the ground with loud thuds, each impact kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ginyu's screams never stopped, each one more shrill than the last, echoing across the wasteland.
Then, Broly grabbed Ginyu by the collar, held him high, and gave him two loud slaps across the face.
Slap! Slap!
The slaps were loud; Ginyu's cheeks instantly swelled up, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Do you submit?" Broly barked, his eyes wide and round.
"You... you... I submit..." Ginyu gritted his teeth, wanting to cry but having no tears. He quickly gave in, his head drooping, his body covered in injuries, his bones feeling like they were about to fall apart.
This kid named Broly is actually quite powerful.
Is his power level even higher than Vegeta's?
If I had known, I should have swapped bodies with Broly.
"What did you say?" Broly was taken aback and barked again, "I'm asking you, do you submit?"
"I submit! I submit!" Ginyu answered immediately, his voice hoarse.
"No, you should say you don't submit!" Broly frowned and shouted sternly, the strength in his hand increasing a bit more.
Ginyu: "..."
You motherf—!
I submitted, and you're still not satisfied.
You're too shameless!
His eyes were full of despair, his mouth opened, but he didn't know what to say.
"You won't say it? Then I'll beat you until you do!" Broly raised his fist.
"I don't submit! I don't submit!" Ginyu hurriedly cried out, his voice carrying a sob.
"That's more like it!" Broly smiled with satisfaction and then punched Ginyu in the face.
Thud!
Ginyu's head snapped to the side, his vision went black, and he almost fainted.
"I submit! No! I don't submit!" Ginyu quickly responded, getting confused by the routine, his voice hoarse and urgent.
"Why have you become so boring? I still prefer your arrogant look." Broly scratched his head and curled his lip in dissatisfaction.
After saying that, Broly tossed Ginyu away with a flick of his hand.
Splat!
Ginyu slammed heavily onto the ground, his back hitting a protruding rock with a dull thud, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The blood splattered onto the soil in front of him, staining it a dark red.
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