"How about..." Cocotte gave Dyspo a wink.
Dyspo understood, and punched Vegeta on the head.
Vegeta passed out on the spot.
"Why don't we just act as their servants first, and then find a way to contact headquarters!" Cocotte whispered, her voice kept extremely low so that only Dyspo could hear her, "This is the best plan I can think of right now!"
Dyspo weighed the options repeatedly, his eyes darting around, and his gaze swept over the terrifying figure in the sky.
Rez was looking over here with a smile, hands in his pockets, his posture casual, yet it gave him a sense of unfathomable oppression.
He looked at Broly again, that little brat holding a dragon ball and grinning foolishly, yet his eyes flashed with the light of a beast.
Adding in the already beaten Caselar, and the half-dead Vegeta in his own hands.
Dyspo felt that Cocotte's idea was not bad.
After all, trying to escape their control from here seemed quite difficult.
Especially that guy named Rez; his strength was too terrifying.
"It seems that's all we can do." Dyspo sighed helplessly and casually threw Vegeta onto the ground.
Vegeta twitched violently on the ground, his body convulsing a few times, his limbs spasming; he looked like he wasn't going to make it, white foam spilling from the corner of his mouth, his aura so weak it was almost imperceptible.
Cocotte was frightened out of her wits, her eyes full of terror; she hurriedly stepped forward, crouched down, and unleashed a healing flame from her hands, the emerald-green light flowing from her palms and quickly covering Vegeta's body.
If Vegeta were to die, there was no telling how they would be tortured.
So she had to quickly heal Vegeta's injuries.
The emerald-green light flowed over Vegeta's body, broken bones began to reconnect, torn muscles began to heal, and the shattered bones in his neck reassembled.
Broly, however, was unhappy; his eyes widened, his mouth curled, and his golden aura exploded around him. He kicked off the ground and rushed rapidly towards Dyspo, his speed astonishing, leaving a golden afterimage in the air.
Dyspo gritted his teeth and fought Broly head-on.
After a few rounds of confrontation, Dyspo, who didn't have much energy left, was beaten black and blue by Broly, crying out in misery.
Broly simply unleashed another small combo, grabbing Dyspo by the ears, pulling his body, and slamming him around back and forth, left and right.
Dyspo's body traced arcs in the air, slamming into the ground, bouncing up, and slamming down again, making dull thudding sounds.
It was at this moment that Vegeta was finally healed, his injuries completely recovered, the shattered bones in his neck healed as if new, and his complexion had returned to a rosy hue from pale.
He leaped up from the ground, his movements agile, and his golden aura exploded around him.
"Swish!"
Vegeta didn't hesitate in the slightest, immediately turning into a stream of light and rushing towards Dyspo, his eyes full of rage.
"Move aside! My turn!" Vegeta shouted at Broly, his voice carrying a hint of unquestionable authority.
"Be careful, what if you get caught again!" Broly glanced sideways at Vegeta, curled his lip, but still let go of Dyspo's ears and took two steps back.
"Cut the crap!" Vegeta huffed, his little face turning bright red, and he rushed up to give Dyspo a sound beating.
Fists flew, kicks whistled, and every strike carried all of his pent-up frustration and anger, with a speed so fast it left golden afterimages in the air.
Dyspo was already heavily injured, his aura so weak it was almost invisible, and he could only barely raise his hands to block, but he couldn't stop Vegeta's storm-like onslaught at all.
"Bang!"
In the next moment, Vegeta spun around, his heel slamming hard into Dyspo's chin, followed immediately by a big kick, the tip of his foot landing squarely on Dyspo's abdomen, kicking him high into the sky.
Dyspo's body, like a kicked ball, rolled as it ascended into the air, drops of blood drifting down from the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it! I'll kill you, you bastard!" Vegeta spread his arms, gathering energy between his hands, the golden light converging in his palms, becoming brighter and brighter, illuminating his little face filled with murderous intent, ready to blow Dyspo to pieces.
"Wait a moment, Vegeta." Rez's voice suddenly rang out, calm yet carrying an unquestionable power.
"What for?" Vegeta glanced impatiently at Rez, the Energy Blast still rotating in his palm, the golden light flickering, making the expression on his face look uncertain.
"If you kill him now, it's a bit of an unfair victory; wait until your strength truly surpasses his before you do it." Rez said lightly, hands in his pockets, "Your power level has improved again, it has reached 300,000, and you aren't too far from surpassing him."
Vegeta's body trembled violently, his pupils dilated sharply, and the Energy Blast in his hand dissipated into the air with a "pop."
Vegeta was instantly overjoyed, his mouth splitting into a grin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, his eyes shining like two stars, and his golden aura danced happily around him.
300,000!
In just a few short days, it had skyrocketed from 160,000 to 300,000!
He puffed out his chest even further, his chin held high, and his tail swung back and forth triumphantly behind him.
Vegeta immediately dissipated the energy on his body, the golden aura receding into his body, turning into a stream of light, and rushed towards Dyspo at an extreme speed, his speed so fast it left a golden afterimage in the air.
"Bang!"
Vegeta rushed in front of Dyspo, slamming his knee hard into Dyspo's abdomen, delivering a heavy blow to Dyspo.
Dyspo's body tumbled through the air a few times, his limbs flailing helplessly.
"Swish!"
Vegeta appeared directly above Dyspo, delivering a bicycle kick, his heel slamming heavily onto Dyspo's chest.
"Bang!"
Like a cannonball, Dyspo's figure tore through the sky and slammed heavily into the ground of Planet Namek.
Gravel splattered everywhere, and dust filled the air.
Subsequently, Dyspo's head lolled to the side, and he passed out on the spot.
"Wake them up." Rez issued the order to Cocotte.
Cocotte's mouth twitched slightly, her pink lips pressed into a thin line, a trace of helplessness flashing in her eyes; she hurriedly stepped forward, a healing flame blooming in her hand, intending to heal Dyspo.
"No need to heal him, just wake him up directly." Rez added, his voice not loud, yet as clear as a knife, "Wait until Vegeta's strength surpasses his, then heal him."
Cocotte's hand froze, the emerald-green flame flickering on her fingertips for a few moments before slowly extinguishing.
She looked up at Rez, her eyes full of disbelief and a trace of deeply hidden fear.
"Are you a devil?"
"Don't you know how severe his injuries are?"
Her lips trembled, the words on the tip of her tongue swallowed back down, and she lowered her head, her red hair covering half of her face.
Vegeta's heart stirred slightly, his eyes narrowing slightly, and his gaze towards Rez held a bit more gratitude, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curling up slightly.
"As expected of the teacher Father King found for me!"
"He is so good to me!"
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