Raditz, however, soared into the air, flying high above the ground, looking down at the two men below, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Son Goku and Piccolo did not hesitate in the slightest, immediately giving chase, closely tailing Raditz.
Raditz swung his hands downward, and two powerful energy spheres shot out from his palms, carrying a howling wind as they smashed towards Son Goku and Piccolo.
"Danger!" Son Goku cried out in alarm, hastily dodging to the side, narrowly avoiding the energy spheres by a hair's breadth.
Piccolo, however, was a step too late. One of his arms was engulfed by the powerful energy and instantly blasted to smithereens, blood splattering everywhere.
"Piccolo!" Son Goku landed on the ground and immediately looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with concern.
"Behind you." Raditz's voice sounded behind Son Goku, carrying a hint of mockery, before a kick landed on his head, sending him tumbling to the ground.
Son Goku fell to the ground, letting out a pained groan. His head buzzed, and his vision repeatedly darkened.
"Hmph hmph hmph, with the two of you combined only reaching this level, it's truly disappointing." Raditz revealed a face full of disdainful smile, slowly descending to the ground, looking down at them from above.
...
"This won't do, boss. Their battle power is far too low. They are no match at all." Raditz propped his chin on his hand, watching the scene in the crystal ball and sighing with feeling.
"Soya, we should hurry back to our own timeline." Vegeta was already finding it a bit hard to watch, his tone tinged with impatience. "With Kakarot's pitiful battle power, he can't even defeat Raditz, let alone me."
"Yeah, that's what I think too." Nappa nodded repeatedly beside them, thoroughly agreeing.
"Kakarot is already this old, yet he still hasn't grown up." Raditz mused, a touch of regret in his eyes. "It seems he won't achieve anything significant in the future either."
"After all, he is a low class warrior." Vegeta chuckled lightly, his tone full of contempt. "When Kakarot was first born, his battle power was only 2, right? For trash like that to have his current strength is already a miracle."
"So, if you are ever surpassed by a low class warrior in the future, your mentality will definitely collapse, right?" Soya smiled as she looked at Vegeta, a hint of teasing in her eyes.
Vegeta fell silent, only snorting coldly.
However, in Vegeta's view, with Kakarot's measly battle power, even given a few more years, it would be impossible for him to surpass him.
...
Son Goku struggled to get up from the ground, his whole body aching fiercely, feeling as if it would fall apart with every movement.
"How are you doing, Piccolo." Son Goku turned his head to look at Piccolo again, asking with concern.
But upon this glance, Son Goku's face changed color.
Because one of Piccolo's arms was completely severed, blood continuously flowing from the wound.
"Don't worry. Even with one arm missing, I can still fight." Piccolo said with a smile, his tone carrying a stubborn edge as he endured the severe pain.
A sense of unwillingness churned in Son Goku's heart. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails nearly digging into his flesh.
"Hahahaha, your time of death is getting closer and closer." Raditz let out peals of wild laughter, looking at the two's disheveled state and growing even more smug.
"Son Goku, do you have any new special moves left?" Piccolo turned his head to ask Son Goku, a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.
"Sorry, no." Son Goku told the truth, somewhat embarrassed as he scratched his head.
"I originally wanted to save some effort..." Piccolo gave Son Goku a disdainful look, inwardly grumbling.
It seems this guy got lazy after getting married.
Five years have passed. Logically, his strength should far surpass mine by now, yet his level is about the same as mine.
"I have trained seriously though, and I have a new special move." Piccolo said with a smile, a flash of brilliance in his eyes.
"Really?" Son Goku immediately became excited, his eyes lighting up.
"Yes." Piccolo nodded, his tone certain.
"Can you manage with just one arm?" Son Goku asked worriedly.
"Hmm, it's fine. It just needs time to gather the energy." Piccolo replied. "You fight him alone first, attract his attention, and buy time for me."
"Understood. But will this move work on him?" Son Goku asked again, still somewhat uncertain in his heart.
"If this move doesn't work on him, then there's no other way at all." Piccolo's voice was low, then he added with a laugh, "Hmph, this move was originally prepared for you."
"Now it's helping me instead." Son Goku laughed heartily, not angry at all.
"Don't celebrate too soon. If we defeat this guy, you're next." Piccolo snorted coldly, a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Hahahaha." Son Goku laughed uproariously.
"Now is not the time for laughter." Piccolo's face darkened as he said irritably.
"Alright, I'm going!" Son Goku said, taking the initiative to attack, charging towards Raditz like a yellow bolt of lightning.
Piccolo, meanwhile, began to gather the Makankosappo. The energy around him started to continuously converge, forming a dazzling light.
Son Goku charged forward, engaging Raditz in close combat once again.
And then, Son Goku was beaten up terribly by Raditz.
Faced with an absolute gap in power, Son Goku's attacks were completely ineffective. He could only passively endure the beating.
After a few rounds of clashes, Raditz seized an opportunity and kicked Son Goku flying, sending him crashing heavily to the ground.
Son Goku struggled to get up, but the look in his eyes became even more determined. He suddenly leapt high into the air, hovering high above, placing his palms together, and began gathering the Kamehameha. Powerful energy fluctuations emanated from his body.
Raditz's face changed repeatedly. Sensing that constantly rising energy, he couldn't help but exclaim in alarm, "Not good, his battle power is continuously increasing! Battle power 924! Does concentrating energy into a single point increase battle power?"
After saying this, Raditz suddenly realized something else and warily looked towards the other side.
On the other side, Piccolo was also gathering the Makankosappo, and that energy was equally not to be underestimated.
"This side's battle power is 1020! 1030!" Raditz exclaimed, his face full of an incredulous expression. "Simply unbelievable, it's still rising!"
"Kamehameha!"
Son Goku's Kamehameha was fully charged. With a loud shout, he sent that blue energy wave crashing down towards Raditz. Wherever the energy wave passed, the air trembled violently.
Raditz's pupils contracted. Not daring to be careless, he hastily dodged to the side.
Son Goku immediately controlled the Kamehameha, making it pursue Raditz's direction as if it had a life of its own, biting closely and not letting go.
"Don't get cocky!" Raditz gritted his teeth, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and actually directly caught the oncoming Kamehameha. The powerful impact force caused his arm to bend slightly.
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