"What? You want to destroy the moon?" Vegeta III chuckled lightly, "You think I would let you succeed?"
"You..." Vegeta gritted his teeth, his face filled with unwillingness.
The audience erupted in cheers, applauding the exciting match between the two.
"Vegeta, if you want to defeat your father, you are still too young!" Vegeta III said, lifting Vegeta high, about to slam him heavily onto the ground.
Vegeta was immediately horrified.
If he was thrown down like this, he would probably be seriously injured.
But at this point, Vegeta simply had no recourse.
At this critical moment, Vegeta glanced at Raditz, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
Even Raditz knows the Solar Flare, it shouldn't be too hard to learn, right?
It seems you just need to gather energy at the position of the head, then reflect sunlight to create a bright light, and you should be able to perform it.
Never mind, just give it a try.
"Father, look at me." Vegeta suddenly said.
Vegeta III was startled, instinctively looking up at Vegeta.
"Solar Flare!"
Vegeta placed his hands beside his cheeks, and immediately a dazzling light burst forth from his head.
"Ah... my eyes!" Vegeta III let out a cry of surprise, feeling like his eyes were about to be blinded.
Seizing this opportunity, Vegeta immediately broke free from his father's large hand.
"Disappear!" Vegeta swung his hand, firing a burst of energy that directly struck the artificial full moon.
"Boom!"
The artificial full moon immediately shattered, turning into scattered fragments falling from the sky.
Vegeta III's body also rapidly changed, reverting to its original size in an instant.
"Hmph, now we have a result." Vegeta's smile grew even brighter.
Vegeta III rubbed his eyes, finally recovering part of his vision.
"So, how about that? Your plan failed!" Vegeta said with a triumphant smile.
Vegeta III: "..."
What a miscalculation!
This is terrible now!
I'm about to be eliminated by my own son!
"Whoosh!"
Vegeta swiftly attacked, delivering an elbow strike to Vegeta III, hitting his chest heavily.
"Thud!"
Vegeta III was sent flying backward, tumbling out of the ring and landing outside the arena.
"Hmph." Vegeta stood on the ring, arms crossed, striking a cool pose.
"Out... outside the ring!" Alisha quickly picked up the microphone and announced loudly, "Vegeta III... fell outside the ring. The third match, contestant Vegeta wins! Thank you to the former King Vegeta and Prince Vegeta for bringing us such an exciting match! Let's give them a warm round of applause!"
As she spoke, Alisha led the applause.
The audience also erupted into enthusiastic applause.
"Hmph, father, your era is over." Vegeta walked to the edge of the ring, looking at his father lying on the ground, a smile appearing on his face.
Regarding Vegeta's actions, the many Saiyans present did not find anything particularly inappropriate about it.
As the warrior race of Saiyans, everyone understands the principle that each generation is stronger than the last.
If each generation were weaker than the previous, the Saiyans would have no future development.
Vegeta III's old face flushed red, and he turned and left the arena.
If he had known he would lose so badly, he might as well have found an excuse to forfeit the match.
"Soya, it seems the era belonging to us is finally coming... Among our parents' generation, it seems only Bardock's strength is relatively outstanding, right?" Kale said to Soya with a smile, "Huh? The next match is Bardock, and his opponent is that brother in law of yours, Merus!"
"By the way, how do you and his sister plan to serve me in the future?" Soya suddenly became interested, "Like with Tights?"
Kale: "..."
"I'll find a way to coordinate well with her!" Kale giggled.
Soya was feeling a bit of anticipation.
A blue sprite on the left, a beautiful girl on the right.
Only, isn't this combination a bit strange?
"Then let us continue with the fourth match!" Alisha announced again, "Galactic Patrolman contestant Merus versus Mr. Bardock."
The audience once again erupted into enthusiastic applause.
Almost all the Saiyans now clearly knew that under the leadership of King Soya, the Saiyans had established a friendly cooperative relationship with the Galactic Patrol.
Coincidentally, many Saiyans also wanted to know the strength of the Galactic Patrol.
"I heard this Merus is the strongest elite among the Galactic Patrol."
"I've also heard about that! Bardock seems to be even stronger than the former King Vegeta!"
"How long do you think Bardock will take to defeat his opponent?"
"If he doesn't hold back, it might end in less than a minute!"
The audience was chattering excitedly, each one thrilled.
Merus stepped onto the ring, letting out a soft sigh.
Good thing I entered the competition.
I predict Cooler will have a hard time getting third place.
Then how can he get the reward of the Combat God Water?
If Lord Champa comes and finds out Cooler lost, he might destroy this planet in a fit of rage.
Bardock stood on the ring, facing Merus.
"As everyone knows, Mr. Bardock's combat power, many of you likely already have some understanding, is said to have surpassed that of the former King Vegeta." Alisha explained with a smile.
Vegeta III: "..."
Vegeta III's face darkened.
Stop bringing me up all the time.
"It can be said that Mr. Bardock's combat power is almost number one among his peers." Alisha continued.
Vegeta III felt increasingly uncomfortable inside.
"Galactic Patrolman Merus is known as the strongest elite member of the Galactic Patrol. Let's wait and see this match!" Alisha smiled like a flower, then announced loudly, "The match begins!"
Bardock immediately assumed a fighting stance.
Merus, however, stood in place without moving.
"Merus, then I won't hold back!" Bardock called out.
"Please, don't hold back." Merus nodded gently.
"Whoosh!"
Bardock immediately charged towards Merus, launching a series of punches and kicks at him.
"Soya, how long can that brother in law of yours last?" Kale asked, her face full of curiosity.
"What if I said Bardock will lose, would you believe it?" Soya smiled mysteriously.
"If I said I don't believe, what would be the punishment?" Kale blinked, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.
Soya: "..."
Why are you so looking forward to punishment?
"You'll punish me properly, right?" Kale added, her face turning even redder.
Soya secretly wiped sweat.
"Okay?" Kale took Soya's hand again, gently shaking it and acting cute.
Soya was a bit at a loss.
"Well, I don't believe Bardock will lose." After saying this, Kale deliberately straightened her posture, her face full of expectation.
Soya silently looked over, genuinely feeling embarrassed.
There are over a million spectators here.
Can you please tone it down a bit?
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