"Piccolo?" Son Goku was stunned, not expecting Piccolo to appear suddenly.
"So it's you." The older Raditz chuckled lightly, casting a disdainful glance at Piccolo. "You followed me all the way here, are you looking to die?"
"Son Goku, stand up. Isn't this the Earth you want to protect?" Piccolo did not acknowledge the older Raditz. Instead, he shouted sternly at Son Goku, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible encouragement.
"Ah..." Son Goku nodded, gritting his teeth. Relying on his formidable willpower, he pushed himself up from the ground. Though his body still ached faintly, the fighting spirit in his eyes was reignited. He asked curiously, "Piccolo, why are you here?"
"I'll fight alongside you, to defeat this guy together." Piccolo snorted coldly, the aura around him beginning to rise.
Son Goku was momentarily stunned, hardly believing his own ears.
"Don't misunderstand. After we eliminate this guy and his companions, the two of us will settle our score." Piccolo smiled.
"Alright, it seems this is the best option." Son Goku nodded.
"What a joke! You think the two of you teaming up can defeat me?" Raditz sneered contemptuously.
"Stop your endless blabbering." As he spoke, Piccolo directly removed his turban and cape, casually tossing them behind him.
"Clang!"
The cape and turban made a metallic clattering sound.
"Piccolo, you've also been training with weighted clothing?" Son Goku looked back at Piccolo.
"Yes, same as you. It's been a long time since I felt this light." Piccolo moved his shoulders, a look of fighting intent appearing on his face.
Son Goku no longer hesitated either. He removed all his weighted clothing, threw it aside, stretched his limbs, and the power within his body began to surge.
...
Inside the flying cube, Raditz watched the imminent battle in the crystal ball and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Boss, what are my brother and this green guy's battle powers?"
"408 and 416, respectively." Soya calmly gave the answer.
"Tch!" Vegeta laughed out loud on the spot, his eyes filled with contempt. "Such a pitiful battle power, and they say they can surpass me, Vegeta! What an absolute joke!"
Even if I do nothing right now, my battle power is at least over 10,000.
Even in this parallel timeline without Soya's presence, my battle power of over ten thousand is still there for all to see.
What good is Kakarot's measly battle power?
Not even 1,000. I could blast both of them to death with a single fart.
Nappa nodded repeatedly beside him, deeply agreeing. Raditz, however, looked at the crystal ball, lost in thought.
"Kakarot's battle power is too low..." Raditz shook his head, a touch of disappointment in his eyes. "The other version of me, his battle power is at least 1500. 1500 against two guys with 400 battle power each should be an easy win."
"Just watch carefully." Soya smiled, his tone calm. "We won't interfere in their battle."
"Mm." Raditz nodded, then pondered, "But the me in this timeline seems somewhat evil. He probably won't hesitate to kill Kakarot."
"No matter." Soya smiled slightly, as if everything was under control.
...
"Hahaha, you think this will give you greater battle power?" The older Raditz laughed maniacally, his laughter full of scorn. "This is really hilarious! With your pathetic battle power, you still want to challenge me? It's downright overestimating yourselves!"
"Victory isn't solely about power. We still have tactics to deal with you!" Son Goku clenched his fists, his gaze resolute. Despite the vast disparity in strength, he showed no sign of retreat.
"I don't want to waste any more words on you." Raditz snorted coldly, his eyes turning icy and piercing. "Kakarot, you have become a stumbling block for me. You are a disgrace to our warrior race, the Saiyans. I will kill you!"
Son Goku and Piccolo immediately assumed fighting stances, all their muscles tensed, ready for battle.
"Whoosh!"
Raditz charged forward at extreme speed, like a black lightning bolt. In an instant, he appeared behind the two, his elbows slamming heavily into Son Goku and Piccolo's backs with a dull thud.
Son Goku and Piccolo shuddered, nearly knocked to the ground. They staggered a few steps before steadying themselves.
Both looked at Raditz with shock, their eyes filled with astonishment. They hadn't expected his speed to be this fast.
"Your defensive skills aren't bad." Raditz chuckled lightly, a hint of amusement in his tone. "But your deaths are just a matter of time. I'm going to gradually increase my power."
Son Goku and Piccolo's expressions changed repeatedly. They immediately acted as if facing a great enemy, not daring to relax in the slightest.
"Oh, right. Before you die, let me tell you some good news." Raditz said with a smile, as if showing off. "The other two surviving Saiyans have battle powers even stronger than mine!"
Son Goku's eyes widened instantly, filled with despair.
One Raditz was already so difficult to deal with. There were even stronger ones?
Piccolo's mouth twitched violently, his face extremely grim.
"Hahaha, now you understand the might of the Saiyans?" Raditz laughed maniacally, his laughter echoing through the valley. "Those who don't heed the warning have only one path: death!"
"This is bad... Those two Saiyans are even stronger than him. What should we do?" Piccolo said through gritted teeth, his brow deeply furrowed.
"This is it, we're finished. I wish I hadn't heard that." Son Goku felt a massive headache, his scalp tingling.
"Son Goku, you should feel excited, right?" Piccolo asked.
"Don't joke around. This time, I can't feel any excitement at all. I feel terrified, my whole body is trembling." Son Goku forced out a strained smile, his voice trembling slightly.
"Let's keep fighting. There's no other way." Piccolo proposed, his tone firm.
The two said no more and charged towards Raditz again, launching fierce attacks at him, fists and feet flying, their moves sharp.
However, Raditz could easily defend against Son Goku and Piccolo's attacks, even having leisure to weave between them, toying with them.
After several exchanges.
"Swish! Swish!"
Son Goku and Piccolo exchanged a glance. Simultaneously, they flashed and appeared behind Raditz, preparing for a sneak attack. They gathered their power, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
"Hmph, behind me." Raditz, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, sneered. He kicked backwards with both feet, accurately striking the two in the chest.
"Ugh!"
Son Goku and Piccolo grunted, their bodies flying forward. Just as they were about to hit the ground, they leaped up again, quickly adjusted their posture, and charged at Raditz once more, their eyes burning with unyielding fighting spirit.
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