"I don't want to go." Broly looked unhappy.
"Soya said, if you win, he'll provide you with a new drink." Raditz chuckled, leaning close to Broly's ear to whisper quietly.
Broly's eyes immediately lit up, excited beyond measure.
"Go for it!" Raditz chuckled heartily.
This trick really works!
"New drink! New drink!" Broly chanted these three words, and gleefully stepped onto the arena.
Cooler looked at Broly with disdain.
Just a little Saiyan monkey.
Should I kill him outright?
No, no...
Lord Champa would punish me if he found out!
And right now, I'm probably not a match for that King Soya.
If King Soya uses the legendary Super Saiyan experience card, he would crush me in seconds.
Better to compete honestly.
Get third place early, give the reward to Lord Champa, and hurry back to my Eastern Universe.
This universe is too dangerous, I want to go home.
Cooler thought of many, many things in that moment.
"Match begin!" Alisha loudly announced.
"New drink! New drink! New drink!" Broly chanted these three words again, his energy wildly erupting as he charged towards Cooler's location.
Cooler sneered coldly, watching Broly charge, and slapped at him.
"Thud!"
Broly was directly slapped by Cooler onto the ground of the arena.
The many Saiyans present were all stunned.
Many Saiyans knew Broly's combat power was not low, even reaching a level above 10,000.
Such high combat power, and yet he was just slapped down by this mouse clan member with one hand?
Someone curiously checked Cooler's combat power value through a scouter.
"Bang!"
The scouter exploded on the spot.
That person revealed a look of shock.
"Hey, I remember your scouter is the newly bought large capacity model, right?" A companion beside him asked in surprise.
"N... no mistake." That Saiyan forced a strained smile, saying solemnly, "It can detect combat power above 100,000 at maximum!"
"So, that mouse clan member's combat power... has already exceeded 100,000?" The companion was astonished.
"Don't be ridiculous, how could a mouse clan member's combat power be so high?" That Saiyan was stunned.
"No wonder Broly couldn't withstand a single slap from him." The companion wiped sweat. "I never imagined a mouse clan member could have someone with such strong combat power."
"Kid, with your level, you dare to participate in this match?" Cooler snorted coldly, directly wrapping his own tail around Broly's neck, and lifting him high into the air.
Broly struggled with all his might.
Cooler increased the strength of his tail.
Broly's face turned red with suffocation.
"You can rest assured, I won't eliminate you from the match immediately, I still want to have some fun." Cooler said, punching Broly's face repeatedly.
During this time, the humiliation Cooler suffered, he planned to vent all on Broly.
Who told this kid to have such bad luck, just happening to compete with me.
I'll beat him up, no problem, right?
I'm completely following the match rules.
I'm not killing anyone.
I'm just bullying a little monkey.
"Thud thud thud!"
Cooler punched Broly's face repeatedly, immediately smashing Broly's face into a bloody pulp, several teeth falling out.
Among the many Saiyans present, some cheered loudly, some sympathized, some felt grief and indignation... there were all kinds of expressions.
Well, only a very few Saiyans sympathized.
Most Saiyans were very excited, feeling as if the person being bullied wasn't one of their own race.
There were even many Saiyans who stood up, cheering for Cooler one after another.
Soya saw this, feeling a small sigh in his heart.
It seems awakening the unity of the Saiyan race will still require a long path to walk.
Must formulate a strategy and plan to make the Saiyans unite together.
This matter needs long term planning.
"Kale, take note of those few Saiyans who cheered the most excitedly." Soya instructed the Kale beside him.
"Okay." Kale nodded, took out a small notebook, and quickly began recording.
Those few Saiyans are in for trouble.
They will definitely receive special treatment in the future.
"Should I note the ones who aren't Saiyans?" Kale finished recording quickly, then looked up to ask again.
"No need." Soya shook his head.
Must unite the Saiyans first.
Other races can be dealt with later.
"Thud thud thud!"
Cooler was still continuing to beat Broly, enjoying the current fight very much.
Frieza, do you see?
I'm avenging you now.
Although the one I'm beating isn't that guy Soya, just treat this little monkey as Soya.
"Hmph! Boring fellow!" Cooler snorted coldly, heavily slamming Broly onto the ground.
Broly cried out in pain, letting out pained wails.
"If you don't want to die, quickly surrender voluntarily!" Cooler smiled contemptuously, looking down at Broly from above.
Vegeta: "..."
Nappa: "..."
"Hmph, that mouse is in for trouble." Vegeta snorted, crossing his arms and posing coolly.
"That Broly guy... back then, he was the tough guy who rubbed Frieza's face into the ground!" Nappa sighed longingly. "If I were Ratmouse, it would be better to eliminate him from the match as quickly as possible."
"That idiot clearly wants to toy with Broly properly." Vegeta saw this, amusement in his eyes.
That mouse is probably heading for tragedy.
Someone who could rub Frieza's face into the ground, can he not defeat a mouse?
"Snap!"
Broly sprang up from the ground with a kip up, casually wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and face, looking defiant, baring his teeth at Cooler.
"What? Still not surrendering? Then continue!" Cooler was almost laughing with joy.
I like little monkeys who won't give up!
That makes the beating even more enjoyable!
Otherwise, if you surrender after a few hits, how can I have fun?
Broly's energy surged wildly, as he quickly charged towards Cooler's location, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks at him.
Cooler moved his hands, easily defending.
After blocking for a while, Cooler suddenly felt something was off.
Why are both hands barely enough now?
And this kid's strength is gradually increasing.
What is going on?
"Thud!"
Broly suddenly increased his strength, one punch breaking through Cooler's defense, directly smashing into his chest.
Cooler staggered backwards several steps in succession, his eyes full of shock.
What situation?
Although I only used one thousandth of my strength, my combat power has already reached a level of 500,000.
Could this kid's combat power have already risen to 500,000?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Besides that guy Soya, how could any Saiyan increase their combat power to a height of 500,000?
"New drink! New drink! New drink!"
Broly kept chanting these three words, launching a fierce attack towards Cooler again.
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